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Sebastian's full sized bed seemed small with his mother lying back in it, her feet dangling off the edge, the soft pink pads of her toes leathery and smooth as Sebastian touched them. He kneaded the pads with his thumb, admiring the texture while drinking in the sight of the grey and white wolf before him. His mother's shoulders were now as broad as her hips, her lush coat thicker around her collarbone, her breasts fuller and heavier, pink nipples a contrast to the dark ones Penny had. Penny who now lay beside her mother, petting Constance's thigh as both women watched the big-dicked rabbit standing at the foot of the bed: a set of plaintive, needy red eyes and a pair of wild yellows that simmered, pleased with how events had unfolded.

Sebastian wondered if Penny had fantasized about this before. His devious little sister seemed all too prepared to take advantage of the situation they had found themselves in. Not that Constance or Sebastian could complain, but without a push from Penny it was likely nothing at all would have happened.

Sebastian lifted his mother's foot to his lips and kissed the pads of her big toe, fingers roving through the fur on Constance's legs. It was so thick compared to a rabbit's, then there was the smell of his mother: the dusky scent from the fur on her feet quickly overtaken by the warmth of her estrus. It was similar to what he smelled the night he bred Penny, feminine musk spiced with heat yet with a little more to it. At the end of every inhale he caught notes of something sweet, floral like a desert flower. It had his every attention on Constance--mind and body warring with a desire to worship his mother and breed her cunt right there and then.

Perhaps if Sebastian hadn't cum earlier, his body would have won out, but right now he wanted to make his mother ravenous. He kissed her ankle, and slipped naked into bed between her thighs. Her fat pink spade, drooling, clenched as he came near.

"Wait," Penny broke the silence just as Sebastian leaned into his mother's crotch. Daughter got up and squatted over her mother's muzzle, sitting her spade right in front of Constance, who didn't even wait to start lapping at her folds. Penny gave a satisfied sigh as she reached down and grabbed Constance's legs, under the knees, she spread her mother's thighs wider, pulling them towards her so the older wolf curled almost into a U. Penny whispered, "I wanna show you how to eat out a spade."

Sebastian scoffed.

"Okay, stud, where's her clit at?"

Sebastian glanced down at the spade in front of him. He did not see any evidence of the hood he might normally look for when going down on pussy. Just the pouting pink cookie of Constance's sex.

Penny snorted. "That's what I thought."

"Fine," Sebastian grumbled. He scooted closer and set his fingers on his mother's plump, exposed labia. Constance quivered and whined, clearly not worried about any lessons.

"If you're going to be our alpha you need to learn this stuff."

Sebastian smirked up at her. "What about erasing my memory?"

"Shut up and listen."

"Would someone please touch me," Constance snarled from under her daughter.

Penny's ears flattened to her head, but Sebastian's smirk deepened. His fine, slender fingers danced around the edges of her puffy folds. "What's wrong, mom?"

"St-stop teasing me, Seb--"

"Ah-ah, I'm your alpha right now," Sebastian whispered. His digits dipped into that fat, pulsing well of fertile need. They sawed in, then out. In, then out. His fingers became coated in his mother's juices, that big white wolf now silent and still before the much smaller rabbit. "Say it, mom."

"You... you're my alpha..." Constance whispered.

"That's a good girl," Sebastian cooed, adding a third finger into his mother's pussy, digging knuckle-deep into that squirming tunnel. His fingers glided around the soft, suckling walls, and he added, "Your daughter is going to show your alpha how to make you feel really good. You should thank her, yeah? I want your muzzle glued to her pussy until I'm finished, alright?"

Even as a whimper came from Constance, Sebastian's mother obediently nuzzled her lips into her daughter's cunt and worshipped it best she could. Between the rabbit's legs, Constance's tail began to wag.

Penny now stared wide-eyed at Sebastian, panting, a string of drool falling from her jowls. She only swallowed and sprung to attention when Sebastian said, "Now show me. I want mom screaming my name."

Penny licked her lips and took a breath before she said, more subdued, "Spr-spread her open."

Sebastian did, enjoying how his mother groaned against her daughter's cunt. That plump, pink spade turned from dull to bright on its inside. Filaments of his mother's arousal created webs around its open entrance, and he watched those inner walls flutter with a little contraction.

"See near the tip of her spade," Penny breathed, getting worked up even more. Sebastian's cock as well jumped when he spread his mother. The ripe scent of her heat now made the heads of both children a little foggy. Sebastian saw not a clitoral hood, but, with the folds spread, noticed a small opening, its texture a little firmer, and poking outside there was the little bead of his mother's clitoris.

"You can, nnng..." Penny had to stop and moan as Constance lapped over that same spot on her spade. After a full-body shiver, she pressed on, "It goes deeper into her spade, s-so if you put pressure along--ah, fuck, mom..."

"I've got it," Sebastian whispered. "You just keep her spread." His button nose twitched a little as he leaned in, his lips kissing his mother's labia, taking the top half between his lips. The fat flesh was hot in his mouth as he sucked on her inflamed spade, tongue flinging out and lapping around the brighter pink, stroking, seeking, flicking when he found the firmer flesh of Constance's clit. His mother practically howled when he assaulted it, the only thing keeping her still being Penny's hold on her legs and weight on her front.

Sebastian growled a little as his mother's fruitless wiggling kept his quarry away. He sucked harder on his mother's spade, his cock aching as his mouth filled with her arousal. The taste of her estrus warming, salty, spiced with the tiniest of bitterness. As refined to Sebastian as an expensive scotch.

He wedged three fingers under his chin and thrust them into his mother's cunt. Her walls squeezed down, fluttering as Sebastian twisted his fingers. He curled them inward to rub his fingerpads up and down the Constance's velvety walls, like a carpenter searching for a stud, he listened to every breath and moan, how her tail sometimes slapped against the bed or froze, twitching. Eventually, Sebastian found a place where Constance reacted soon as he applied pressure. His lips cracked another smirk; his oral work, getting a little distracted in the process of pressing his mother's buttons, renewed its focus. He scooted a little closer, keeping his mother's spade spread with one hand while he sucked hard on her plump lips. That swollen spade felt so good to run through his mouth, to tenderly tease with his teeth, as Sebastian's tongue returned to dragging up and down her clit.

His mother became an insensate mess, unable to eat her daughter out. Penny resorted to sitting on her to keep the older wolf still. For Sebastian, it felt good and right to drive Constance crazy. As if flooding his senses with her pleasure, the need of her heat, the taste of that warming nectar in his maw, was Sebastian's natural calling. He always enjoyed doing this to partners, to just make them cum again and again until they could think of nothing else.

It was as Constance screamed, "Sebastian! A-Alpha please!" that son felt mother's contractions begin. Smoothly, he moved his small muzzle down, burrowing nose deep into that juicy spade. His fingers took position where his mouth had been, roughly rolling that obscene, swollen labia between finger and thumb, gliding across her spit-slick clit.

Sebastian's mother came in a font of arousal just as he opened his mouth. It flooded his maw, coated the fur on his muzzle and jaw, squirted out onto his neck. She practically marked him with her heat, the cum of her estrus something Sebastian would proudly stink of all weekend if he could. It simply became sharper as his mother came, as if the nectar rose up from some deep well in his mother's core, making Sebastian's palate a little numb as he smothered his face in wolf spade. His balls pulled tight, close to cumming already as his tastebuds savored and absorbed that cocktail of pheromones that told some primal part of his brain they were indeed compatible. There was no one better suited to breed this kysh than her son.

Sebastian's moan came muffled, drinking his mother in, nuzzling a little deeper for just a moment as Constance's contractions came to a weak, whimpering end. He leaned back on his haunches and licked his lips, meeting his sister's needy gaze. He could tell she was jealous, likely of both Sebastian and Constance. Sebastian stuck two fingers back inside his mother's spade, scooping up an ample helping of her juices before holding them out to Penny.

His sister, whining, licked up the mess on his digits, eventually sucking them into her maw. "That's it," Sebastian cooed. "That's a good girl, your turn's coming soon."

"Fuck... Sebastian," Penny whispered, reaching backwards and fingering herself since Constance remained in an orgasmic stupor.

"Think she's ready for me?" Sebastian asked Penny.

From beneath her daughter, Constance managed a needy whimper. Penny licked her chops and said, "You can't wait to knock our mom up, can you?"

"Heh, as if you didn't want this all along."

Penny's ears folded back with a submissive whine.

Sebastian said, "Let go of her and just watch for now." Penny did as she was told, releasing Constance's quivering legs, which flopped back down on the bed. She settled in beside her mother, tucked in at the edge of the bed and watching as Sebastian took up a missionary position. He let his cock slide against Constance's worked over spade. His mother huffed, soon panting again as she looked up, her son leaning over her now.

Sebastian lay down on her front, left elbow propping him up as his right arm reached up to stroke Constance's cheek. Her breasts fell flat against her ribs, rising and falling with her ragged breath. Sebastian couldn't help but glance at them before he met his mother's plaintive, red eyes.

"Ready for me, mom?" Sebastian whispered.

She sat up a little and nuzzled his cheek. Breathy, near breathless with that fat, pulsing meat weighing on her spade, Constance told him, "Don't hold back... I-I want this... I want you."

"That's all I needed to hear," Sebastian said before planting a quick kiss on her lips. He scooted back, planting a hand on her front while he reached down and positioned his tip to her swollen folds. Her spade clenched: a sloppy, puckered kiss on his urethra before Sebastian pushed himself inside.

Penny bit her lip, both fingers now kneading in and out her spade as she watched Constance's back arch. A long, shaky moan coming from the older lycanthrope as Sebastian's mother welcomed her son back into her cunt. The tightness of her spade surprised him. That despite their size difference, Constance clung down hard on him, especially after he wedged more of his meat inside her. Sebastian doubled over, cursing, as he yanked back and slammed forward, forcing himself to bottom out, crotch slapping against that sloppy, wet spade. Smearing his pubes and balls in her arousal.

And it occurred to Sebastian, why his mother might be so tight. He looked up at Constance, her maw agape, tongue lolled to the side and watching him. "Mom is this, ah, your first time with a male as... as..." he was cut off as Constance's cunny contracted around him more. She hooked her legs around his hips, wrapped her arms around him and hugged his face down against her chest.

"Yes, alpha," Constance whined.

"So naughty," Penny growled, "Saving your spade's first cock for your son."

Constance squirmed more at the accusation, her hips rolling against Sebastian's. The base of his dick slipping in and out, his tip grinding against the firm root of her cervix. Her womb right there, begging Sebastian to seed it. He groaned and rocked against her, barely thrusting as he mashed his hips into her fat, fleshy spade. Neither mother nor son seemed concerned with more than thrashing against each other, too caught up in being joined to move past that moment.

And it was too much for Sebastian. He felt his balls churning, lifting up. This tight, suckling snatch--combined with how worked up he got eating his mother out--had Sebastian on edge already. He groaned, face lost in the lush white fur of Constance's front. He couldn't even stop himself, didn't want to stop himself. He felt the pressure mounting in his cock, his glands fattening up with more blood as he got ready to breed his mother.

His mother, who would not have let him go even if he begged at that moment. The satisfying fullness, the heat of that full, throbbing length. Nothing in her life felt so right as her son's cock throbbing in her cunt. That tip ground up against her cervix, testing that firmness in her core while her soft, velvet walls slipped and suckled around her son's wondrous cock. Sebastian did not even warn her when he came. Constance simply felt it. A rapid pulsing flooding down his shaft before she filled with a satisfying, flooding heat. Those thick, virile ropes of seed she so happily swallowed earlier now washed against her cervix, poured inside her egg chamber. Pleasure jolted through Constance and she dug her claws into Sebastian's back, holding her son so tight to her he could barely breathe.

"Yes!" she whined, "That's it, son, g-give mommy your pups. I need your litter, please."

"Fuck, is he cumming?" Penny whimpered.

"Yes," Constance breathed as she felt her son's viscous seed start filling her stuffed cunt. Ropes of the stuff slipping through her vagina, overflowing. Penny moved around to the foot of the bed, Constance barely aware of her daughter, but Sebastian felt his sister's nose bump his balls. Felt whiskers twitch, nostrils flaring against his nuts before she started licking them, lapping her tongue along his testicles as they lifted and fell. Penny worshipped her older brother as he bred their mother, as that incorrigible stud did to Constance what he did to his little sister.

Despite Sebastian's hips being crushed into his mother's crotch, he did not have a knot, and his prodigious load began to squeeze out around the seal of his cock. Sebastian felt it seep into his fur, this messy cocktail of his cum and his mother's that would stay stained in his pubes for the rest of the night.

Finally, son's orgasm abating, Constance released her hold on him. Sebastian sat up, panting, and gave his mother a sheepish look. "Um... I'm, hah, sorry for finishing so fast."

Constance growled low in her throat. "Mmm, it's a good thing you're still hard then, isn't it, alpha?"

Sebastian gasped, back arching as Penny's licking worked up his taint. Her paws wrapped around his bubblebutt and spread it, soon lapping at his soft, pink pucker.

"Pe-Penny..." Sebastian gasped, glancing over his shoulder only for Constance to turn his gaze back to him with her paw.

"Mmm, pay attention to your mother, dear."

"Fuck... I-I thought I was in charge," Sebastian said as his asshole began to itch. Rare was it that he ever bottomed for anyone, but he was hardly a stranger to pleasure back there.

Penny paused to snicker. "He always thinks he's in charge." She nosed back into his rim. Sebastian smelled different here. The smell of sweat lingered with an earthier musk that still sizzled pleasantly on Penny's senses. She lapped up the sweat and savored the taste of her brother's pheromones on her tongue, those kysh pheromones that drove both women a little mad with desire. She kissed his entrance, gave the tender pink flesh a teasing nip that made Sebastian yelp.

Penny heard her mother say, "Pay attention here, son. That's it, suck on them."

Sebastian moaned as Constance forced one of her tits against his lips. Her warm spade rhythmically clenched on his meat again. Penny's tonguing got more insistent, and he shuddered as his pucker yielded to her tongue. Broad, wet with drool, and much longer than the tongue of any partner the rabbit had, he quickly grabbed fistfuls of his mother's fur as that muscle wormed its way deep inside his body. A tremor worked through him as Penny's tongue slid backwards, that itch in his bottom getting stronger. He tried to focus on the firming nipple in his mouth, suckling hard, a little too turned on at the thought he'd done this once before with his mother. He squirmed on top of Constance's bigger body, the mess of cum on his crotch getting matted in his thighs, smearing across every inch of his mother's spade.

Penny eventually withdrew. Sebastian let go of his mother's breast, taking a moment to catch his breath before he felt a long, firm digit press against his now puffy, sensitive asshole. He froze until Constance growled, "Did I say to stop?"

Ears falling limp, Sebastian closed his lips around her areola only to groan when Penny's finger pushed inside him. It felt as big as some of the toys used on him, Sebastian remembering just how big those paws were. It almost hurt, his rim stretched and burning a little. Not quite a sting, something more that exploded with pressure and pleasure when Penny found his knut. Tears sprung to Sebastian's eyes, back arched as he moaned. That prod on his prostate he felt through his ass into the base of his cock.

Penny giggled, "Found his button, mom." Her finger slipped back an inch.

"Good," Constance growled. She rubbed affectionately down Sebastian's back, whispering, "Come on, son. Alphas breed their bitches, so why aren't you moving?"

Quaking, Sebastian took that challenge. He sat up a little, meeting his mother's eyes. With her heat somewhat sated, her expression had become more smug, more reminiscent of the easy air of authority she carried herself with most of the time. A part of Sebastian did want to take things back, but when he moved his hips, Penny's finger sank deeper. Her fingerpads ground into his prostate again.

"Fuck," Sebastian cursed, crotch slapping back into his mother's spade on reflex. That now-sloppy cunny was a mess of cum that oozed out around his shaft.

"Faster son," Constance urged.

Biting his bottom lip, Sebastian tried. He rocked back, fucking himself on Penny's finger. He managed to take that digit a little deeper, his prostate still lighting up inside him. He grunted and managed to force himself into a slow, shaky rhythm. His balls smacked wetly against his mother's ass, which was now a mess of their mingled cum, his balls connected to her matted fur by gooey ropes of seed. Eventually that finger working his nut made it difficult to tell when he might orgasm again. Each time he sheathed himself inside that fertile spade he felt his cock jerk and throb, releasing fluid in his mother that wouldn't come out when Penny's digit had his prostate flattened.

"Hehehe, his tail twitches every time he pulls back," Penny giggled.

Sebastian slammed inside Constance and snapped, "F-fuck you--"

Constance snatched his face in his paw. "Focus on breeding me," she snarled.

"You're not gonna stop until mom gets to cum on that cock of yours," Penny said.

Did these two share some psychic connection to connive against him? Sebastian shut his eyes and picked up the pace. That pressure exploded across his loins and dick, his hips feeling a little numb. He huffed, his fat fuckstick churning up his mother's spade. He grabbed one of her breasts and squished it in his palm, popping the nipple up out of the fur before wrapping his lips around it. He sucked hard and his mother moaned, wrapping a paw around the back of his head and holding him there. Sebastian panted furiously through his nose, tongue flicking back and forth on the bud. His free hand kneaded Constance's other tit.

"Th-that's it," Constance breathed. "Oh, fuck me, Seb."

Sebastian worked his hips in a blind, ragged fury. His bubble butt now slapped to the base of Penny's knuckles. His dick sliding in and out of Constance's wet sex, jabbing her cervix hard. Sebastian's stomach hurt with a stitch, hips tired, but soon he could not stop himself. His mother's cunt became this intoxicating thing to plunge in and out, his hips sliding forward and back at the urgings of his asshole. He enjoyed being full of Penny's finger, of getting worked over by the thick digit. He whined against his mother's breast, quaking as his mom clutched him tighter with paw and pussy.

"Yes... keep--ahn shit--keep going!" He barely heard his mother's pleading. Sebastian struggled to keep this frantic pace. Each thrust exploding sensation up and down the young bunny's body. He felt reduced to a boy again. Utterly ashen with sweat, exhaustion, the prey to these two female predators. Yet he loved it. His moans muffled by his mother's breast attested to that. He so rarely got so lost, unable to think of anything but the next piston of his hips, the bliss numbing his mind and body.

Until his mother screamed like she had before. Constance clamped down hard on his shaft, and at the same time Penny shoved his hips flat against his mother's spade. The pair mashed together, Constance exploded across his balls in a surge of pulsing warmth. Once, twice, a third time squirting across both their fronts, her contractions rippling across Sebastian's pulsing length, his heart trying to kick his chest in.

So overwhelmed, he didn't notice Penny had yanked her finger free, only to cup Sebastian's messy balls. Her digits stroking, rubbing there till they scooped up enough lubricant. Sebastian's eyes went wide when he felt three fingers press against his rim. He did not get the chance to protest. Penny shoved them in, and he whimpered, the stretch sudden, but the slickness of her digits, the flexibility of his already worked up and worked over pucker, made it easy for Penny to force the digits inside. A little at a time, yanking back, digging deeper. Sebastian opened his mouth to tell her to stop, but he just gasped for air.

Penny slammed against Sebastian's prostate and he came again, just as Constance's orgasm had begun to fade. The older wolf moaned gently, pleased, as she felt her son's dick throb and pulse, flooding her spade with more of that virile seed. Sebastian's every twitch and release came as Penny mercilessly withdrew and slammed down on his prostate again. Sebastian just squirmed, seeing stars, as Penny abused his asshole, her fingers slipping around his now lewdly stretched entrance. It was like he let someone knot him, as those leathery fingerpads rubbed his insides almost raw, his prostate mashed and mashed until his balls could barely clench in weak, little trembles.

Penny only did it a dozen times before stopping with her digits still sheathed inside him, but for Sebastian it lasted for hours. She leaned over him, licking between his shoulder blades affectionately.

"Mmmr, I've always wanted to get you off like that," Penny said.

"Such a good, virile alpha," Constance said. "So much seed in your mother's belly."

"Think it will take?" Penny asked.

"If it doesn't, we'll try again until it does."

"God mom, that gets me so hot."

"Naughty girl, wanting me to get bred just like you."

Penny simply answered with a long, low whine before she finally pulled her finger's free of Sebastian's now tenderized asshole. She said, "I need his cock now. I've waited long enough."

"W-wait..." Sebastian tried to protest, finally finding words again.

"Sh-sh, son," Constance said as she gently rolled them both over. "Let us take care of you," she whispered in his ear, before getting up. Both of them shivered as she withdrew, his spent cock slipping free of her spade. Eventually she crouched over him, and that fat log of meat plapped down in a mess on Sebastian's abdomen. "He's all yours, dear," Constance said before scooting forward on the bed.

She soon straddled Sebastian's chest, looking down at him. Bleary, Sebastian simply asked, "Mom?"

She smiled while Penny squeezed Sebastian's shrinking shaft. "Aww, he's not keeping hard," Penny complained.

"He's just tired," Constance said, gentle eyes and smile still on Sebastian. "You need something to wake you up, don't you, dear?" She settled down with her gaping, dripping spade right over his muzzle. Cum slid down his jaw, his nose wiggling before his nostrils flared. Constance whispered, "You just need a bit of my scent to rouse you, don't you, son?"

Sebastian huffed, feeling Penny's broad, long tongue drag along the underside of his shaft, lapping up the mess there and whining.

Constance acted like it was just mother and son in the room as she said, "I bet smell's always been important to you, hasn't it, Seb? I wonder if it ever scared you how good your sister always smelled, tasted. You love kissing her, eating her out, don't you?"

Sebastian bit his bottom lip. The cocktail of his pungent cum mixed with the sharpness of her heat had his heart thumping in his chest again, blood pumping back to his shaft as it firmed up in his little sister's suckling maw.

"It's only natural," Constance continued. She wrapped forefinger and thumb around her spade and squeezed those fat lips closed, grinding her pale pink labia together as a single bead of his cum seeped between its seal. "The part of you that's kysh knows how right this is," Constance said in a husky growl. "It knows how fertile we are, how good your seed is for us. Just my scent... fuck Seb," a little more cum leaked from her as Constance clenched her inner muscles. "It's enough to make you go again and again, isn't it?"

All that prior exhaustion suddenly felt stripped from his body. Sebastian grabbed his mother's hips and buried his face into her spade. Constance released it and wrapped that paw around his ears.

"That's ah... a good boy."

Sebastian, eyes half-lidded, burrowed his muzzle against his mother's spade. Unlike before, there was no concern in getting her to cum hard as possible. He smothered himself in her sex, nose and mouth pushed between her labia. Cum smeared across his whiskers and cheeks, a stringy, glistening mixture of mother and son's arousal. Evidence of what he did to her. Of what she did to him. His instincts drew him to her as much as Constance's did to her son. He took in a long, single inhale through his nose, head spinning a little bit. His maw opened to moan, and their cum quickly spilled inside his mouth. The gooey mixture of his sperm spiced with her estrus.

Completely oblivious to Penny, he forgot about her until the bed creaked under her added weight. She had joined her mother in straddling the rabbit, his little sister lining up that fat cock with her dripping spade. Soon as his tip parted her folds, Penny sat down with a snarl.

"Fuck... I waited too long for this," Penny said. "I almost forgot how much better his cock feels inside me when transformed." Sebastian hilted in her, glans grinding against the barrier to an egg chamber he already seeded. He shuddered. Until tonight, breeding his sister had just been a dark fantasy of his, but now she would be his. Her needy sex for him to worship and breed as much as he wanted.

Penny began to ride him, and Sebastian worked on eating his mother out. He wished his tongue could be longer, get deeper into that cloying tunnel. He relished how her walls fluttered around his nose and lips, nuzzling as much as he could into her passage, as if he planned to be swallowed by it. He could not breathe, but could not care, too absorbed in the taste of a wolf's seeded sex. His tongue lapped and lapped, Sebastian whimpering a little like a little boy, unable to eat her out fast enough. He swallowed one, two, mouthfuls of their cocktail of cum.

And he lost track of time. Didn't hear Constance's satisfied growls, didn't hear Penny whimper and moan as she rode her big brother's cock. Sebastian only roused when Constance tried to pull away, but he sat up to follow her, only for his mother to hold him back.

Panting, not wanting to leave that heated, moist spade, he almost protested until Constance said, "Just a moment." She chuckled, voice full of sultry heat. "Such a needy boy."

Constance twisted off him, and Sebastian got a clear view of Penny:

The big, brown wolf cupped both her breasts, pinching one dark nipple between finger and thumb as she bounced backwards on his lap. She was careful not to hurt him, but Sebastian gawked as he watched his long, towering shaft slide in and out of her. Penny's spade pulled outward, then caved in on each rotation of her lower body. She tilted her head back, tongue lolling from her mouth with drool as she enjoyed his cock. The sloppy heat of her passage ground all along his shaft, her fat labia getting mashed against his crotch. Then he noticed his mother sidling up to Penny. Constance grabbed Penny's jaw and led her into a sweet, passionate kiss. The two wolves locked maws, tongues sloppily working up and down each other while Penny planted herself on his shaft.

Sebastian heard his sister whine before contractions fluttered through her sex. She leaned against Constance as that deep, french kiss from her mother brought Penny over the edge. The older, cloudy furred kysh's tail wagged back and forth as her daughter's flagged, leaking her nectar all around Sebastian's already soiled crotch. Gush after gush of his little sister's nectar as her sex rippled and tried its best to milk Sebastian of his seed.

Sebastian couldn't help but notice Constance spade hanging between her legs. He sat up and fingered it, unable to stop himself from touching his mother's heat. Constance's tail twitched, but she hiked it higher to let Sebastian shove four fingers inside her loosened snatch. He pumped them in and out, and leaned against both women. He rested his face between where their fronts met, and a deep breath of their rich scent suddenly had him tumbling over another edge.

He groaned, as Constance, with her free paw, guided Sebastian's mouth over to his sister's breast. He locked his lips around it and sucked hard while Penny whined. Constance broke the kiss with her daughter to whisper, "That's it, alpha. Soon these will be full of milk."

Sebastian shivered as he thought of warm sweet milk filling his mouth while he sucked harder on his sister's tit.

"He loves the thought of breeding you," Constance said.

"God mom, I can feel him cumming inside me. He still has so much," Penny said in a whisper. Sebastian felt his dick pulse and throb around her milking walls. His balls clenched as warmth spread through his core, a blissful satisfaction in pumping Penny's cunt full for the first time in months. It had been so natural and right to fill her up before, and Sebastian's balls churned like it was the first time he seeded her. Enough cum filling her spade that warm, creamy ropes began to overflow out around her lips.

"That's cause he's our alpha, Penny. Two fertile bitches are going to make him needy all night."

"Mmmm, good," Penny growled as she pulled Sebastian's suckling lips away. She leaned down and kissed her brother, filling his mouth with a very large canine tongue. Sebastian almost gagged, but his sister's sweet drool filled his palate with more of those pheromones driving him crazy. He moaned, dick aching inside his sister. He started rolling his hips on the bed to stir her sex up what little he could.

"Mmmf," Penny grunted as she broke the kiss, licking her chops before she said to him, "You've got a lot more for us, don't you alpha?"

***

Warm, groggy, Sebastian's eyes fluttered open when he heard his shower running from the bathroom. He found himself in his bed, Penny's arms draped lazily over his side as she spooned him. Her heavy breath washed across his ear, and he idly reached for the paw resting next to his face. He gently squeezed one of her fingers, stroking the leathery yet smooth fingerpads lining the underside of the digit. He scouted the spot where her claws rested when retracted as they were now. He wondered if Penny had ever used those claws.

The smell of sex and wolf--no, kysh, lingered heavily on the air. He nuzzled into the soft, short fur that lined Penny's wrist and took in a deep breath of her. On the exhale, he heard the shower sputter to a stop. Curtain tossed aside, heavy paws stepping out, then more quiet. The sound of Penny's slow, sleepy breath.

Gingerly, Sebastian slipped out of his sister's embrace and scooted off the bed. Penny slept soundly as Sebastian crept to his bathroom, its door hanging open. Inside he found his mother with her back to him, flicking her index finger around herself like a conductor for a symphony. Then he noticed water vapor lifting off her otherwise dripping fur, the liquid wicked into the air by some magic spell his mother cast.

Constance finished before she faced him, a soft smile on her face. One she rarely spared Sebastian after he hit puberty. She whispered, "Morning, my love."

Something in his chest fluttered hearing her tone and seeing her bare front. Her fur carried just enough dampness that it made her coat look softer, her spade hanging between her thighs drawing his eyes for a moment. She giggled when his gaze flicked there.

"How about we go to the living room so we don't wake your sister?" she suggested.

Feeling for all the world like a little boy, Sebastian nodded. It wasn't just this was his mother, she had this air of maturity mixed with a maternal softness he'd never seen before. His one relationship with a trans woman a few years older than him had evoked a similar feeling. Like Constance had Sebastian's needs all figured out and took the lead with that knowledge.

Constance grabbed his arm and they walked together. His mother's fur felt as if she spent an hour dozing in the summer sun. It was all the more inviting on this sleepy morning when they sat down together on his living room sofa, Sebastian unable to keep himself from leaning against her and savoring her warmth.

"I was going to leave you and Penny a note, but I suppose it's better if one of you is awake."

Sebastian shifted a little to better look her in the eyes, still trying to touch as much of himself to her without thinking. "You're leaving?" Sebastian asked.

"To the Faelands, yes. There is a lot I need to figure out." She leaned in and nuzzled his cheek. "I hate to do it, given last night, but I'm the only one who can." Constance licked him once and leaned back, both facing the other now, legs pressed together, arms on their counterpart. "After last night, Sebastian, I don't want to erase your memory. I want us to be together--I need it. I didn't realize just how... empty things felt before."

Sebastian chewed on his lip for a moment. "Penny did say you were lonely."

Constance sighed. "You have to understand, the needs of a kysh are very different from the pledged. We need a level of intimacy that is downright codependent if we don't have more than one person. We rot from the inside without it, and I could neither ask your father for that much, but also only had Penny to occasionally soothe that want."

"You couldn't just return home every now and then?"

"Have you ever been alone since moving out, Seb?"

"Like without a roommate?"

"Without a person to touch you, for months at a time."

Sebastian frowned. "I guess not. I'll get pretty desperate for any kind of hook up after a while."

Constance responded with a long, low hum. "Mmmm, perhaps it is whatever piece of you is kysh. Our people crave the touch and scent of someone next to us, and we need these things hour by hour. The pledged are touch averse by comparison, and I've felt alone for a very long time."

"So..." Sebastian glanced towards his bedroom. "Has Penny been going through that, too?"

"Yes." Constance chuckled. "Remember how she would insist you hold her hand even when she was twelve?"

Sebastian cringed. "It was embarrassing. I never understood why she was so whiny about it."

Constance just nodded. "Now you do, but anyway, I can't go back to the way life was before. I'm not even sure how much longer I could have stood to live like that. I'll be honest with you Sebastian, and I've not even told Penny this, but until last night, I was planning on returning to the Faelands in a few years. I wasn't sure if I'd divorce your father and disappear or leave you both with fake memories of my death." Bile rose in Sebastian's throat, and at his expression Constance wryly added, "I must sound like a terrible mother, but I _need_more of my home than a daughter who wants to figure out a life for herself here. My youngest sister is already twice my age in the Faelands, two generations of kysh have been born and raised while I've been trying to make a life here."

Sebastian, puzzled, asked, "How old are you mom?"

"Seventy," Constance answered. "Hehe, I see that look! No need to be appalled or think you've been bedding a granny. We live much longer. Compared to an Earthpledged, I'm in my late thirties."

Sebastian nodded, drinking this in before he remembered to prompt her with, "So you were planning on leaving?"

"Yes," and her much larger paws closed around his hands and wrists to hold them. "But after tonight I know for certain I'm meant to stay with you. Whether that means living here or in the Faelands matters little--I'd resigned myself to never having an alpha or a pack, but I won't lose it now that the chance is right in front of me." She cleared her throat. "So, I need to go back and figure out just what dangers you might face. It will be a few weeks, but you will eventually start to feel the Fae tugging at you. You very well might be safe there, I'm not sure. There is a lot I don't know, so I need to go, Seb, and I'm sorry--"

Sebastian hugged her. "Stop making excuses. Just come back to us, alright?" He squeezed her tighter to him, feeling his throat sting at the thought of losing her, finally processing what it meant when she said she would leave this world for hers. He sniffled, embarrassed as he blinked back tears. "I couldn't imagine losing you before all this crap, and now... now..." he sucked in a breath, unable to form words that fit the shape of how felt about her. "Just come back, mom."

She returned his embrace, rocking Sebastian back and forth a little. "I will. I promise, Seb. I promise."

***

A thumb softly stroked under her eye, a little, steady caress that eventually woke Penny up. She found Sebastian laying next to her, his hand cupping her cheek.

"Sleep well?" he asked.

Penny yawned long and loud, tongue flopping out between her bared fangs. She barely thought of what a sight that must have made to her little brother--her muzzle being big enough to wrap her jaws around his head.

"I'll take that as a yes."

"Mmmf, where's mom?"

"Left a little bit ago."

"Tssk, she's always doing that when I sleep with her," Penny complained. She took on a mock tone of her mother: "'No, dear, we can't sleep in like this. We need to change back.'"

"She went to the Faelands."

"Oh..." Penny frowned. "Without me?"

Sebastian shrugged. "She's trying to figure out what's going on with me, but didn't want to leave me by myself. Said we should just stay here for the weekend, order doordash and just hangout till she gets back."

"I can live with that--" and Penny paused, ears shooting up. "She knows she can't just change your memories around, right?"

"No, she told me why she couldn't keep living like that." Sebastian poked Penny in the ribs. "And explained you're so needy all the time."

"I am not needy."

"So you're saying you can go the whole day without begging me to fuck you?"

Baring her fangs, Penny leaned close and growled, "Bet I could get you begging first."

"I'll take that bet," Sebastian said, reaching behind her ear, scratching there.

"You are such a brat."

"_I'm_the brat?"

"Shut-up and kiss me, Seb."

He did, again and again he kissed her, and soon, neither cared about the bet or getting out of bed that morning.