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Two Labrador brothers have a secondary source of income by being porn-stars on the internet. The youngest is all about immersion, so when he finds a potion that takes a certain roleplay to the next level he goes all-in-- consequences be damned, right?

Warning: Contains bestiality, incest, and other kinks. Check the tags

Chapter length: 12,229 words

Getting Into The Role

The spicy redolence penetrated Hunter's nostrils as the Black Labrador Retriever swung the door inward. Slobbering, he swiveled his head to the left, beholding his yellow, consanguineous counterpart standing over the stove with a wooden spoon in hand. His younger brother wore only an apron, and the pink posterior aperture only exasperated his appetite. He noticed him having headphones on, so he ambulated gingerly until he was directly abaft.

The Yellow Lab gasped as he sensed a strong, masculine force turn his head to the right and into his virile sibling's lips. He released the spoon and mewled delightfully, caressing the black fur on Hunter's cheeks. The bare coat always tantalized him, so Hunter's business casual habiliments stymied his enjoyment, particularly the part of Hunter's hard-on grinding on his tail-hole.

"I'm home, Lemon Bar," Hunter uttered his lover's pet name after surceasing the osculation.

"Welcome home, Hellhound," the Yellow Labrador spoke warmly in his term of endearment to Hunter. Puberty did alter his voice to make it deeper, but not as deep as Hunter's vocals. The juvenility in their younger years made their begetter's genetics more conspicuous in Hunter, which aggrandized his affection toward him.

"That your famous chili you're cooking?" Hunter inquired over his mostly naked brother's right shoulder, observing him stir the bubbling concoction.

"Depends on what you mean by famous?"

"Not the one where you gave nearly everyone at the family reunion the shits." Hunter started to nibble on his little brother's ear.

The other Labrador Retriever squirmed under the affection gesture. "Then yes, and I even split the batch in half, so yours doesn't have any beans in it."

Hunter growled approvingly, grinding his bulge on his brother's taint. "That's one of many reasons why I adore you, Orion. You take my preferences into consideration."

Orion grinned a smidgen. "And you tend to my needs as well, Hunter. Can you set the table for me? The chili's almost ready."

"Sure can, brother," Hunter replied, giving Orion's ear a playful tug with his teeth.

Hunter and Orion had been together, independent from their parents, for the past eight years ever since the Yellow Labrador graduated college. The issue of the city being expensive was a legitimate reason why they were together, but that wasn't the entire truth. They were secretly husband and husband, going as far as to set up an informal, impromptu wedding for just themselves and very few select people and a honeymoon.

The ardor for each other began many years ago. Initially, Hunter was infatuated with Orion, and he unintentionally was a dick toward him when he tried to show affection. That evanesced gradually, and the bond grew when he shielded him from a group of bullies at a park. They got closer and closer to each other, and they caught grief from their two older sisters, ignoring their jokes from them. Once puberty kicked in, their bond progressed towards experimenting after Hunter saw Orion in an embarrassing situation. He eventually confessed his love to Orion, with Orion reciprocated his devotion to him. They promised to marry each other once they were at least eighteen and graduated college. Their parents took the news of them being primarily gay surprisingly well despite having conservative values, although it took a while for them to come to terms with the fact they wouldn't be grandparents through them.

Despite the progressive movement in marriage, incest was still a major taboo, so Hunter and Orion kept their carnal antics to a minimum in secret. They escalated their antics, adding several people to the mix, and those few people pledged to keep it a secret. A story broke out about one of the neighbors losing their children because the parents were brother and sister, causing the Labradors to cease their incestuous actions temporarily. It was even more challenging for them when they went to different colleges on two different coasts. They indulged their homosexual sides at strip clubs, although it didn't quell the fervent fire inside them. They finally made vows to each other once they relocated to San Eduardo, the only city that most likely would turn a blind eye to agnate couples, and moved into an apartment and consummated, starting eight years of passionate sex between themselves.

Now Hunter, at age 34, and Orion, at age 32, got their financial situations in order. The Black Labrador was the breadwinner, working full-time at an investment firm, while his Yellow brother worked part-time. Orion didn't mind being the "housewife" in the relationship as the free time from his occupation allowed him to clean, cook, and be an actor at a local theatre, among other activities he enjoyed partaking in. They have a couple different sources of income, preferring one of them to be kept a secret.

"Mmm, I love your chili, brother," Hunter spoke with his mouth full.

Orion blushed at Hunter's felicitation. "Thanks, Hunter." He blew steam off his spoonful of glistening, red ground beef and beans, ingesting it. He also ditched his apron, uncovering his sheath and testicles for his lover to see, and he didn't put on any clothes because he would take them off shortly, so there was no point. "How was work?"

Hunter heaved a heavy sigh. "Excruciating. You know the usual stuff. I pay attention to all the companies, industries, and countries and produce tons of reports and charts to my boss, recommending to him the places worth investing and the ones to avoid or pull out. I resist the urge to strangle some of my clients for their ridiculous decisions like going for penny-stocks. Lots of reading, lots of charts, lots of graphs, and a lot of wanting to bitch-slap people." He ingurgitated another spoonful of chili, swallowing it. "How was your day?"

"Let's see. I did some shopping because I lacked a few ingredients for the chili, and it took forever. Some woman was incessant about getting a deal on a couple of items despite her coupon being out of date and not matching to them. Poor cashier was the only one available, and the manager on duty just started learning the ropes. The cops almost got involved, but she begrudgingly acquiesced to stepping aside and allowing me and the other customers through." Orion's sigh was more exasperated than Hunter's exhalation, pulling his yellow fur on his head. "I vacuumed the apartment, and Holly called, so we chatted. Of course, she's loquacious, so you know how that went." Hunter nodded in understanding. "I watched some television and had it on the background for awhile while I made chili. That's pretty much it." He almost forgot one other event. "I almost forgot-- I also worked on the code for a little bit."

"Any progress?"

"An iota, although that's expected for how gargantuan and involute our project is."

"Once we finally get it to precisely predict when to invest or pull out and where we can say good riddance to our jobs and spend the rest of our lives together." The Black Labrador gave his Yellow counterpart an impish grin. "Even fucking the shit out of each other." Hunter swallowed another spoonful of chili, hastily inglutting a subsequent bite. He couldn't believe that the already perfect dish had gotten even better. "This is delicious. What did you add to it?"

Orion grinned slightly, stirring his chili. His penis protruded partway from his sheath. "I wondered when you would notice the change. I found the pepper sweeping the culinary world and added it to the chili."

"I am a fan." The people praised the pepper for its complex flavor and decent heat that lingered longer than most chili plants. Hunter emptied his second bowl, lifting and tilting the vessel to his mouth to abrade the last scraps and liquid. He sighed and belched after placing the dish on the table, patting his omphalos, feeling delightfully satiated. "That was wonderful. Thanks for cooking."

Orion chuckled and blushed, wagging his tail. "You're welcome."

"God, how did I end up with someone so perfect in my life?"

"Because you're perfect too." Orion got up and gave his older brother a passionate kiss.

"Let me do the dishes tonight; you deserve it."

Orion held Hunter in his place despite knowing Hunter could easily overpower him, having a seductive, lustful smile. "What's the rush?" He licked his lips as the fingers on his right traipsed up Hunter's torso, slowly excoriating Hunter's chin with one of them. "Don't tell me you forgot about dessert."

Hunter's libido became more active from Orion's affection. "You do make the best cream-filled delights in the world."

Hunter growled approvingly, staring at his naked, younger sibling flaunting his fundament evocatively while walking to their bedroom, and he followed, transfixed on Orion's ass. The Black Labrador Retriever shut the door, and his yellow, pilose brother got close enough to give him a smooch. His blue-and-red-striped tie fell prey to Orion's fingers, slipping off his neck. He gave Orion a nip on the neck, causing the air to escape Orion's lungs faster.

Orion moved his metacarpi down to Hunter's hips while kissing him, untucking Hunter's two shirts. The fingers went underneath them, coming into contact with Hunter's fur and skin. He admired his older brother's physique. They both exercised such as cardio, but that was where similarities ended. Hunter had a proclivity to lift weights while he had the druthers to do yoga. The result was a 6'7"(~200cm) hulking mass of black fur and a 6'3"(~190cm) lean yellow figure, not that Orion was all skin and bones. He had abs, although not as many and well-developed as Hunter's abdominal muscles, and people were often stupefied about his tonicity when they touched him.

Orion allowed his right hand to traipse Hunter's waist, relocating to the older Labrador's crotch, and he perceived a protuberance already forming. The long kiss got more perfervid as he infiltrated Hunter's pants and underwear, uttering grunts and moans. Orion felt the red rod and precum on his fingers, the cock's length and thickness making him wet, and it wasn't entirely erect yet. Of course, he couldn't forget about the dyad of huge testicles and the rounds with his name on them within the family jewels.

Denuding Hunter's shirt was an event Orion relished as he did it concurrently with fondling Hunter's genitals and smooching him, and he had two habiliments this time. It was like unwrapping a present on his birthday or Christmas, and Hunter was one of those gifts on several occasions. Each time he undid a button, he got one step closer to discovering what was inside and savoring all the usage it could muster. The light purple vestment came loose, and he tossed it to where the tie was, the white raiment underneath quickly followed it.

The pecks surceased as Orion ogled Hunter, both already panting. He never got tired of observing his husband's defined pecs, muscles, and eight-pack. His physique was nothing to scoff at either, sporting a visible six-pack. Both could get any woman they wanted, although only a couple of females had a puissant enough impulsion to make them divagate from their homosexual proclivities.

Hunter felt Orion lick and smooch his nipples. The two collided against a wall from allowing his little brother to impel their movement. Although he was the dominant one in the relationship, he enjoyed letting him have the role occasionally, even for the most fugacious moments when he was in charge, which was nine-seven percent of their sexual activities. Hunter perceived Orion growling for a brief second, but he couldn't chuckle about knowing Orion appreciated the opportunity because of Orion gingerly compressing his testicles. Orion's tongue made its way to his belly, giving his omphalos a hefty deluge of slaver.

The belt became undone, and Orion unzipped the fly, dragging the long khakis to the floor with two hands. Hunter had to assist by lifting his legs, and Hunter was in underwear anon. His nose was adjoining the bulge in the grey briefs, the cynosure of all nostrils because it was a cornucopia of musk. Orion inhaled deeply through his nose, savoring the manly effluvium from it, the odoriferous odor that told him who the alpha was.

Orion held the ambrosial, masculine excrescence in his left hand, licking where the dark spot was on the convexity. The taste was exquisite, and the lump was sufficiently long for him to suck it. The pungent smell of Hunter's crotch was intoxicating, almost making his eyes roll into the back of his head. He yearned for more of the flavor, so he got Hunter's penis through the fly. No matter how many times they had coitus or seen each other naked, he never got tired of beholding the veiny, meaty manliness that only befitted Hunter. He knew, to his delight, that the exposed endowment was merely a glimpse at what Hunter wielded.

The dick's size was thick, requiring Orion to envelop it with both hands as he slowly and firmly jacked Hunter off. The urethra dribbled precum, and he smeared the pellucid secretion over the exposed length. A glob of pre hung from the acicular tip, titillating his eyes. He received a pungent dose of Hunter's briny essence on his tongue, but that didn't satiate his appetite, only increasing the desire.

Orion opened his mouth, accumulating his big brother's penis within it. He smiled as he heard Hunter's cachet, the imprimatur telling him he was doing right, and his tail wagged. The rear appendage wagged faster when Hunter cosseted his head. He went down until his nose touched the grey fabric, getting a decent whiff of the plenteous virility. His right hand went up Hunter's corresponding leg, sneaking inside the briefs to coddle Hunter's balls. The cognition he gained through years of intercourse told him how Hunter luxuriated in having his penis fellated in specific ways.

Hunter reveled in ecstasy from his younger sibling sucking his cock. Orion knew precisely where to lick his phallus and how to do it. His other erogenous areas were behind the intimate barrier, so his phallus's cuspidate head had to suffice, not that he cared. The rapture deliquesced his legs, and he had to utilize his free hand to brace himself against the wall abaft. Orion's moist, paradisiacal chasm operated his maleness like a lollipop, feeling the tongue rapidly flick or the lips suck primarily on his glans. The concentration expanded to the entire length susceptible to fellatio as Orion took his musky odor as requital. Orion was adroit at making his mouth tight to mimic an anus or vagina. He sensed his imminent orgasm rapidly approaching.

"Oh God, Orion-- I'm gonna... I'm gonna cum," Hunter warned.

The Yellow Labrador received Black Labrador spunk as recompense for his stupendous oral skills just seconds after Hunter alerted him. Orion got a colossal burst of semen before pulling Hunter's shaft out of his mouth. It wasn't because he loathed tasting the salty and tad bit sweet sperm-- he couldn't contain the entire output in his mouth. So, Orion had Hunter ejaculate all over his lithe physique, and he still marveled at his cognate spouse's gonads and prostate at their fecundities of jizz. The viscid, hot jets were seemingly amaranthine, making Orion appear like a short-furred Samoyed by the time Hunter finished climaxing and the time he had dominating Hunter concluded.

Hunter had an aggressive, primal smile, knowing that Orion's time intermitted and his commenced, and he could show who wore the pants in the relationship. "My turn." He threw Orion assertively onto the bed before the younger, nude Lab could process the sudden reversal, denuding his underpants from his waist, and he heard Orion whimper with arousal.

Orion turned his frame over, his erection leaking precum from his brother asserting dominance and from observing Hunter's visible sinew and boner, in which the onyx crotch extruded more of the virile flesh. "Damn-- you're so hung, and you're not fully erect yet."

"Yours is no slouch either," the stygian sibling responded, wagging his tail in admiration towards Orion's dick.

Both Labradors had easily the most enormous endowments in their immediate family, with Hunter emerging as the hugest. People gaped at their erections and dangling testicles as they sunbathed at nude beaches or when they periodically sauntered in public in the buff with the massive sausages dangling between their legs. They stopped their peregrinations to pose for selfies with them, which was recurrent, and they even modeled naked for art students in several instances, stopping when they realized they were more of a distraction. Their cocks' sizes made them famous during events that celebrated LGBT or nudism to the point they were expected to circumambulate each time, and, coupled with their physiques, people suggested they should be porn actors-- if the individuals only knew. Many women wanted to tackle their penises and knots after observing their lack of adiposity first, but most accepted their homosexuality, unaware of a couple exceptions that made them stray. However, some females still plotted to bifurcate their ingrained, mostly gay path.

Orion ephemerally yipped as Hunter suddenly pounced him on the bed, unbothered by the thick streaks of semen getting on his ebony fur. His body flipped over, and his rump arched upward from Hunter's influence. He mewled from Hunter nibbling his neck and Hunter's weight pressing on him, and he wanted to playfully snap at him, tantalizing Hunter's predator instinct further, but the pressure forbade him from moving. He shivered and had horripilation as Hunter's fingernails slowly traveled to his buttocks and spread them.

"Arf!" Orion barked. Oh fuck.

Hunter chuckled, temporarily causing a caesura on his rimjob to Orion. "Just loosening you up for tonight's event."

"I know. I still won't get over the initial feeling of you or someone else licking my asshole."

"And I rather you don't."

Hunter resumed lapping away at Orion's anus, savoring the musky taste. The pucker didn't need much attention because of constant usage by him sheathing his claymore within it, but with great putz came great responsibility. It capitulated to the wet invader, granting him access to more of Orion's flavor, and his snout went further into Orion's butt. Still, he needed to remunerate him, so he exploited his two hands, one latching onto Orion's penis and the other cradling Orion's family jewels.

Orion moaned, sensing his big sibling's girthy tongue and snout in his tail-hole and Hunter jerking his macho orbs and phallus like a bovine's udder. He clenched his rear cheeks from Hunter's force. Even though the oral and handjob required a fraction of Hunter's power, he still loved the Black Labrador's roughness, leaking precum onto the bedsheets. None of the other partners outmatched Hunter, with most falling short but still satisfying. Only a bantam handful that was more substantive than one-night stands or brief flings was equivalent to Hunter's dynamism.

The vellications on Orion's genitalia and rimjob continued after Hunter flipped Orion onto his back, and Hunter could now stare at his physiognomy to know how he felt without hearing him. He looked at the blurry image of Hunter after his genitals were suddenly left alone, wondering what Hunter was scheming about. The rimming transitioned as Hunter's tongue transmigrated from his sphincter to his testes by his taint. The big, pillowy tongue felt heavenly on his balls for just the most transitory of seconds until the oral became a proper blowjob. It was wide enough to house his penis like a tortilla shell or a hotdog bun. Hunter was equally savvy at fellatio as him, well versed at what he relished the most, which typically meant rough.

"Oh fuck," Orion groaned beatifically.

Hunter looked at the clock as he sucked Orion's cock, becoming perturbed at what time it was. He and Orion had a conjuncture to attend, and Orion hadn't blown his steam yet. Orion still needed to wash the cum that ossified, agglutinating the yellow fur into stiff, brittle peaks, and he required a brisk wash also. He ceased his oral stimulation and picked him up with both hands, taking Orion to the shower.

"We need to clean," Hunter spoke, placing the younger Labrador on his feet.

"But I haven't cum yet," Orion whined, entering the shower.

The older dog turned on the water and entered. "I can multitask." If this works, this should make Orion last throughout the entire event and probably then some.

Hunter knelt as the warm water loosened the vitrified semen, inserting Orion's pecker into his mouth. He took a finger and perforated his little sibling's nether orifice with it, locating the prostate within the rectum, and he applied pressure and stimulation to the organ.

Orion yipped at the rhapsodic burst coming from his lower region, knowing precisely what had occurred. His prostate was sensitive, so he could reach his crescendo without penile stimulation, provided the stimulus lasted long enough. Any climaxes originating from the masculine G-Spot tended to be more potent than his maleness. He relished each time he arrived at his emotional apogee via his prostate, preferring the slower processes, though Hunter aimed for higher swiftness in this instance. The ascendancy to his peak received a boost thanks to it and the blowjob, and he eructed sperm down Hunter's throat. He had a moment of losing his vision in the elated miasma as he emptied his testicles' reserves, pump by hefty pump. Hunter could manage his discharges since they weren't as voluminous as he could muster, but Orion's ejections were still impressive and above average for a canine. The first vision Orion saw once the euphoric rush ended was Hunter greedily swallowing his final salty load of seed for now. Hunter demonstrated his empty jaw by opening it.

"Avaricious are you?" Orion inquired.

"Sorry, but time isn't our ally this time," Hunter replied, giving his Labrador brother a kiss on the forehead as an apology.

"Have you decided on what role you want to act out? You were torn between being an interrogator catechizing the suspect and a serial killer torturing his captive victim last time we discussed this."

"The latter," Hunter answered, getting into his role by sneering at Orion, "and you better dress the part, slut."

"I'll do what you want," Orion responded, pretending to be timorous, "just please don't hurt me anymore." He snickered at Hunter to let him know he was on board with the evocative, disturbing play.

***

"How's the camera?" Orion asked Hunter. The yellow hands and feet were bound to the bed, forcing Orion to be spread eagle, and Orion was in his standard uniform as a captured prostitute, a bright pink, lacy bra and panties.

"Angle appears to be perfect," Hunter replied, checking the preview before going live on a pornographic website. The livestream donations and ad revenue from regular videos gave them a decent, steady stream of income to supplement Hunter's vocation. The lighting was perfect for viewers to see the dark room.

The few people that knew their incestuous secret was also aware of them putting on libidinous shows and recordings, even the extreme versions, and a bantam handful of San Eduardo's residents recognized them in public. Still, they preferred fewer people knowing about this other side of them as possible, particularly their coworkers and bosses. They even want the more fringe performances to be even lesser public information. He wore his uniform of a psychopathic criminal, raggedy clothes and a smidgen of makeup to make him raggedy.

Hunter looked at the number of viewers waiting for him and Orion to go live. "Looks like we have a decent crowd again."

"Let's see if it translates into an adequate pile of cash," Orion responded, checking his bindings met his specifications by tugging them, which they were. "Ready when you are."

Hunter looked at the time in the computer and the clock, concluding he and the Yellow Labrador had around a minute left. "I am." He swiveled his head to face him, even slightly pivoting his chair. "You promise me you'll let me know when it's too much."

Orion nodded. "You haven't broken me yet since I've fully-trusted you, but I will. I know you don't mean anything of what's to come." Hunter clicked on the countdown button and quickly gave him a kiss before disappearing from the camera.

Three...two...one.

"Help!" Orion shouted, feigning fear and helplessness. "Somebody help me!" Boy, am I glad we installed soundproof materials in here. He stared at the computer screen, observing the view count vacillate and the comments flying by.

(SkaterDude64) Hi there, hot stuff.

(Wetgirl21) Looking great, stud. Love those undies.

(Link465) *Oh, we're getting into some BDSM. * (Link465 tipped $5)

(SP3EDYGangster) Where's the hunky husband?

"Shut up!" Hunter yelled from outside the bedroom.

"Hello? Anyone out there?" Orion inquired, sounding calmer but still pusillanimous. "Somebody call for help."

(ForgottenKnight) Is he serious? Should we call 911?

(Wetgirl21) Nah, dude. These two are professional actors. He's totally fine.

(CrusaderGod: Mod) !911

(Nightbot) Please be aware that what you're currently watching is roleplaying by two or more consenting adults. Some of the scenes are meant to be as visceral as possible and may contain kinks not suitable for everyone. They have their own safewords. If the situation is real and dire enough to warrant intervention by the police, one or more of the actors will utter a codeword that's outside their safewords. The word will be oak. Thank you for your understanding and enjoy the show, and any donations are greatly appreciated.

(KingCerberus34 tipped $5)

Orion and Hunter figured a few people would find themselves this far into the website despite all the barriers and admonitions they could put up. Hence, they decided to add a command for accounts that are cognizant of the extreme roleplay to educate the rest. The last thing the Labradors wanted was for law enforcement to get involved and explain to them about their sex lives, risking the discovery of their inbreedings.

"You're wasting your breath," Hunter uttered from a different chamber. "I built this cell specifically for eliminating sounds. No one will hear any sluts screaming as I stuff them like a spitroast pig before butchering them." The Black Labrador appeared in the doorway with some equipment on a table he pushed in. "Speaking of which."

(Wetgirl21) And there's the other stud.

(PUSSYCAT_MAFIA) And he's packing heat.

(Nightbot) EvilPlatypus has been banned.

(Icantcounttothree) How did these two meet?

(SkaterDude64) Ooo. We're getting into the good stuff.

(KingCerberus34) @Icantcounttothree: They matriculated at the same college and fell in love there, according to the bio of them beneath the livestream.

(Wetgirl21) @PUSSYCAT_MAFIA: In more ways than one.

(Nightbot) $110 raised during the stream.

(CrushedNuts tipped $34)

(Barelylegaal18) IS THAT A KNIFE?!

Hunter untied his younger brother's bindings as Orion squirmed. Orion was a master at getting into the role assigned to him, and the acting skills stupefied him at how realistic Orion could be. There were times when he broke the catalepsy of acting without employing his safeword, fretting about actually injuring Orion beyond the little canine's tolerance or paralyzing Orion with genuine fear. This instance was no different as he worried about him, except he imbibed knowledge on how to check on Orion without shattering the performance's stupor.

Hunter battled Orion's punches as he tied the younger dog to the rectangular table. He went and retrieved a chef's knife, returning to his husband. It was a prop capable of secreting fake cruor to mimic major scarifications but slightly modified to do actual minor lacerations and draw legit blood. He discovered that Orion had a high tolerance to pain and had a kink to it through years of copulation and getting acclimated to each other, and he also derived pleasure from receiving and inflicting it.

"Let's start cutting some incisions to stuff seasoning inside," Hunter uttered, touching the tip on the sharp side.

Orion howled in legitimate agony and pleasure as his masculine, brawny spouse partially flitch his frame in less vital spots. "Stop! Please! Ahhh!" This stage didn't require significant affectations he learned from performing plays, his penis emitting precum into the pink panties, and his figure extravasated adrenaline. They didn't go this far frequently on torturing one another or on other people, so it was for him to mask any cicatrixes on his body. Hunter slowly made several furrows into his pilose skin when the phone rang.

"What the fuck?" Hunter angrily asked. The call wasn't part of the routine-- at least not this soon.

"Just roll with it," Orion mouthed, believing the sudden improv was superior to the original plan. He was zealous about immersion. Hunter gutturally growled in acrimony to acknowledge the sudden alteration in the lascivious scheme, and he vacated the bedroom.

Orion tilted his head to view the livestream, observing the comment section in a frenzy and copious amount of viewers.

(Icantcounttothree donated $20)

(BarelyLegaal18) Why isn't anybody calling 911?

(CrusaderGod:Mod) !911

(Surfing_Duck871) Yo, this rocks. They're so immersed in their roles that I almost thought it was real for a moment.

(G0kuS3np41) Glad to finally arrive for once.

(G0kuS3np41) What the fuck is going on? Why's the yellow dude bleeding massively?

(CrusaderGod:Mod) !911

(CrusdaerGod:Mod) FFS Nightbot.

(Gorgonator55:Mod) For those that are panicking, this is all pretend. No one is in serious danger. Besides, I doubt anyone aside from me and the pygmy group of moderators knows where they live. Rest assured that we are on high alert for any of them to utter "oak" so we can resolve emergencies swiftly. Just relax and fap.

(twinkltoes12 was put in timeout)

(Gorgonator55:Mod) Also, stop spamming @twinkltoes12!

Orion began untying himself, thanks to Hunter deliberately leaving the bindings loose. He liberated his upper and lower limbs sequentially, and he was about to flee to safety when the onyx, hulking dog appeared.

"I cut the phone lines, so I can finally have some fucking peace around here," Hunter uttered a bit irascibly before Orion collided into him. True surprise swiftly transitioned into faux choler. "You fucking bitch."

Hunter allowed Orion to escape by ducking beneath his arms, following his epicene partner down the hallway, and they made sure to make the chase feel authentic. All the viewers could do was listen or turn off the stream. They had to be careful about how much ruckus to produce in case any of their neighbors believed something more severe than rough coition was occurring in their living quarters. Once they were far enough away, they retarded the intensity, creating an interregnum to remember they were roleplaying. He pulled the effeminate underwear off Orion's waist, delighted that Orion's ultimate sign of approval stood at full attention.

The shrieks resumed as Hunter carried Orion closer to their bedroom, with the younger Labrador over his right shoulder, and Orion pounded his back. They returned to the cimmerian room, and he threw him to the bed, shutting the door and obstructing the path to it anon. Orion gulped and miniaturized himself, expressing artificial terror to him.

"Now where was I?" Hunter articulated to himself, stripping off his costume until he was buck naked.

(Surfing_Duck871) Holy fuck! He's huge!

(DarkChildProdigy) Look at the size of that monster!

(Leo44 donated $14)

(Kira_Yagami donated $55)

(DekuDeckedYou:Mod) And he's packing more heat than he has yet to show you.

(DarkChildProdigy) Can the little guy take the knot?

(notthefbi:mod) @DarkChildProdigy- The better question would be if anyone can tackle his whole penis.

(PUSSYCAT_MAFIA) Hell yeah! Now we're getting to the good shit.

(ScroogeMcFuck) He's not the only one wielding a weapon of mass destruction. @Surfing_Duck871

(ScroogeMcFuck) And pussy for that matter. @Surfing_Duck871

(doodleBob was banned)

(DekuDeckedYou:Mod) Please refrain from religion, politics, or any hot-button issues in society, people. Enjoy the porn.

"I remember." Hunter sneered at Orion, feeling proud about his captured prey trembling at him. "I need to stick you like a stuffed pig for a spitroast." His idea to express his disapprobation of Orion's attempted escape excited the animal within him.

Orion's eyes lit up with terror. "No! Don't! Anything but that!" He felt aroused from Hunter asserting his avoirdupois on him and whimpered.

Hunter took his massive dick and slapped Orion's ass, sliding it through the fissure between the cheeks. "You don't dictate what I can or can't. Now, shut up and inhale as deep as you can handle. I want your howls to linger in here for eternity." He lubricated his dong with a thin layer of an oleaginous substance with a scintilla of kiwi. His dick's length and girth gave him a razor-thin line to balance on or cause indubitable pain from which Orion wouldn't derive pleasure. The physical maladies were a real possibility no matter how elastic Orion's sphincter was unless he warmed him up. "Now, squeal, pig!" In one thrust, he slid his rod into Orion's rectum and pressed his inamorato's head into the mattress.

Orion did just that as his big brother's enormous penis forced the air out of his lungs. The amorous electricity in his nerves felt terrific. He hadn't grown numb to the friction inside his anus from every instance of ardent sex and brutal poundings. It was arduous for him to remember he was supposed to act like he was being raped for real and not devolve into a jocund plash. He felt his orbs start to ache from the buildup and producing semen though mainly from his lover's large testicles colliding against his dyad.

Hunter gave his partner's anus slow and powerful thrusts. Even after savage procreations, he was amazed at the tight pink ring around his member. He made a joke at one point that Orion must've had vulpine in his genetics because Orion's rectum was so snug. More of his cock slid out of its sheath, and he went harder and faster while keeping an eye on Orion.

A brief lacuna occurred in the vigorous sex before Orion was forced into a different angle, and Hunter resumed the barbaric pounding. He kept howling, although he couldn't fend off the blithe sensation from mixing into the faux fear in his voice. His older brother's demoniac dong was large enough to constantly abuse his prostate instead of having transient caesuras, and there was still more yet to come out. The peak perfection between his legs swung like a pendulum and spitted pre.

"Stop! Please! No more! I implore you! You're hurting me!" Orion shrieked.

Hunter gripped his incestuous lover's throat in mock strangulation. "You know, I'm getting real tired of you beseeching me to stop. The more I hear you beg for mercy, the more I increase the pressure on your neck."

Orion already felt an iota of encumbrance on his breathing ability, adding to the act's authenticity. The jovial haze aggrandized as Hunter added more pressure, getting nearer to his limit. He became flushed at his maltreatment, sensing the soreness in his ass spread to more of his nether region. The shock and pain made him strain his lungs and left him in a convivial mess to keep up the frightened veneer.

At long last, after an hour of robust fucking in his buttocks-- Orion sensed the bulbous portion on Hunter's penis. It meant he was on the precipice of taking all seventeen inches (43cm) of Hunter's monstrosity. His was well-hung, too, his penis being fourteen inches (35-36cm) long and nearly as thick as Hunter's unit. He was able to separate the knot from all the tremendous stimulus coursing in his veins. Each buck from the muscular Labrador distended his pucker, getting closer to the grand finale. However, the indescribable pleasure etiolated him, making him unable to contribute. He felt legitimate strangulation as Hunter pulled him back while thrusting forward, causing his eyes to bulge. The infernal strain grew until the dam holding the orgiastic reservoir suddenly broke.

Ineffable, blissful pain paralyzed Orion, and he could howl sonorously as he desired as his ebony partner breached his tail-hole. His balls gave the session's results, which were off the charts. It only got to that point from having rough sex, and this instance was no exception. His penis pulsated as it ejected semen, but his output paled in comparison to what was going on in his anus.

Hot streams of Labrador seed flooded Orion's rectum as Hunter depleted every ounce in his testicles. The output got to where it inflated Orion's umbilicus, morphing the tumescence's shape on the younger canine from his cock to where Orion appeared gravid with pups. Even the tight seal created by his knot was overwhelmed by the spunk, actually locating vacant spaces to escape from.

The orgasm finally ebbed from Orion, and he felt satiated, so full, like he gormandized too much at a buffet. He perceived the sloshing and his brother's phallus in his asshole and felt a disparate sensation on his own dick. Hunter had control of his endowment during the sexual acme, and he recognized the white pool on Hunter's right hand. They relocated closer to the computer, the erotic, barbarous performance coming to a conclusion.

"That's it folks," Hunter uttered. "Thank you all who came to watch and even donated. Keep checking out the channel for any future videos and for the day next month of when we go live. Good night, morning, afternoon, or whatever time of day it is where you are."

(ColonelColon) Fuck. I came just as the stream ended.

(iheartcaninecookies donated $45)

(Wetgirl21) Bye.

(Kira_Yagami) Thanks for a wonderful performance even though I'm not fond of some of the kinks.

(notthefbi:mod) I came at the end, too ;p, @ColonelColon.

"And we're done," Orion uttered as he clicked the button to end the stream.

"And now let me treat you to some aftercare," Hunter responded. He lifted his hand that had a puddle of his sperm. "Have a drink."

"Thanks, love." Orion voraciously lapped away like a parched feral dog drinking from a water bowl. Since he wasn't under a salty tsunami, he had an opportunity to enjoy the saliferous taste and the unique subtleties of his older sibling's essence for a more extended period. He finished licking Hunter's palm, proceeding to clean the stygian fingers one digit at a time. "Bring your head closer."

Orion kept the last residuums of his burly husband's spunk in his mouth to share with Hunter. The maturer Labrador bent forward, and he tilted his neck upward to meet him. Hunter thought he wanted a long, concupiscent French kiss, and Hunter was correct except for the salty stowaway. He held Hunter's head in place as their tongues twisted around in their mouths. The salmagundi of semen, the remnants of chili, and their own flavors tasted divine to them, aiding to the moans exchanged between them.

Time caused the loving duo to escalate and spread cum on the two lips and cheeks by the tongues. As Hunter and Orion deposited the fecund foam on each other, they quickly licked it back up and made it larger. The flavor gradually diminished, causing them to divide the fertile concoction evenly and swallow it.

"So, who was it that called?" Orion inquired. "I know it wasn't Gorgonator55."

"Josh, my boss," Hunter replied, rubbing his brother. "I'm so glad I didn't tear him a new one with a tirade when I answered the telephone. He wanted the usual shit, in case you're wondering."

"Ok."

"Go ahead and soak in the whirlpool bathtub, once we're free. Let me do the dishes and clean the mess." Hunter and Orion had tomorrow off, so they had time on their hands, and he sensed his penis begin to dislodge from Orion's anus. "Speaking of cleaning the mess."

Hunter placed Orion on their bed, holding him in place. Orion winced from the loss in connection, and he instantly got to work as jizz cascaded from the perforation. He underestimated and was blown away at his testes' capabilities as he lapped away at Orion's asshole, a waterfall of semen at this point. It was 50/50 between ingesting the cum and having sperm hit the blankets until the well ran dry.

***

Orion was in a different set of bra and panties, one that was black and not lacy, as he slid underneath fresh layers of warmth on the bed, opening the laptop on the nightstand near him. Warm mist flowed in after Hunter came out of the bathroom stark naked. The athletic, tall, older sibling went over to the dresser, selecting his pair of girly underwear, which ended up being a leopard pattern with onyx laces on the edges. They had their own array of effeminate knickers, although he had a tendency to wear them or bikinis all day. In contrast, Hunter had a penchant for sleeping only in feminine underwear or for wanton recordings. He growled approvingly and sensually at Hunter's appearance with the scrumptious panties and bra, doing a playful swipe.

"What are the statistics for the livestream?" Hunter inquired as he plopped on the bed.

Orion did some clicks and scrolls. "Let's see. The highest amount of viewers we had at one point was around fifteen-hundred. We consistently had an approximate of eleven-hundred people watching us for the entire duration. Grand total for donations is $2221. That should buy us some groceries or pay a couple of bills."

Hunter stretched, yawned, and placed his hands behind his head. "Not bad for one video. It's higher than the other livestreams we did recently."

Orion looked somewhat dissatisfied. "Still not as high compared to what we used to rake in."

Hunter turned his head to Orion. "What about the ad revenue?"

Orion clicked on a tab in the account. "Still steady, but way lower than compared to several years ago."

"We knew that this was supplemental since our first video, Orion. The chances of us hitting major celebrity status like the other accounts are minuscule at best, even with our bodies, packages, and kinks. Besides, we're doing this because we enjoy it."

"I know. Seeing the downward trend still dejects me."

Hunter slightly chuckled. "You're still the same-old, younger brother from living with our parents, older sisters, and little brother that overreacts when shit heads south even if it's a slight tilt."

Orion appeared incensed with an overdramatic expression on his physiognomy. "I am not!"

Hunter gave his lover a doubtful expression. "Really?"

Orion sighed. "Yeah, I still am." He received a kiss from Hunter.

"Just think of it like this-- our plateau is much higher than these other accounts that have been producing content on this site for way longer, and I don't see any signs of them on DonationStar. I highly doubt our core group will suddenly vanish, and my job can still support our lifestyle even if it vanished. If worst comes to worst, that'll just free up more time to get our economic forecast model online."

"You're right, Hunter." Orion reciprocated the osculation.

"While we're still on the topic about producing pornographic programs, our wedding anniversary is in three months. Have you thought about what you want to do to me?"

"I have a few ideas to weed out." Orion panicked internally. Shieet.

Hunter yawned and slid underneath the blankets. "I'm looking forward to what you have in store." He tilted to his side where his back faced Orion. "Night, Lemon Bar."

"Goodnight, Hellhound"

Orion continued to inspect the lewd website, scouring data on their salacious videos, and he still execrated the negative slope that gradually formed in six years. He looked at the other obscene materials in the same category he and Hunter were in, the one where people rarely entered unknowingly. The licentious offerings there contained the vast majority of top hits and consistently ranked higher than the standard, lecherous materials. It is also home to nearly half the top ten most popular accounts, and their prurient contents were more extreme than what they produced.

The Yellow Labrador saw an ad to a website he and Hunter visited to purchase items, which intrigued him. He clicked on it to open another tab, reading what the product could do. The price instantaneously caused his eyes to bulge. That's over half of the most recent tips! The more he thought about transforming someone into a quadrupedal version and having sex with them, the more enticing it sounded. He recalled some of the most popular videos and livestreams containing intercourses between an anthro that transformed into a feral version and another anthropomorphic animal or a human. Surely his fixation on asphyxiation was more extreme than bestiality, even though the animal wasn't wild at all. He concluded the potential bank they could make was worth exhausting a huge divvy in the pool of largess, and the item would arrive before their yearly nuptial's commemoration. And click.

*Three months later*

"Lemon Bar, I'm home," Hunter enunciated as he entered his domicile, shutting and locking the door, and he carried a bouquet of violets. "I got something special for you." He immediately noticed a trail of red petals leading from the egress to the bedroom, his libido already revving its engines. "Looks like we're having dessert first."

Hunter denuded his professional attire sequentially as he walked to the inner chamber. First, his tie came off, followed by his purple shirt, white undershirt, belt, charcoal pants, and green briefs, adding his habiliments to the crimson, flowery path. His cock began to stir and project from his inguinal region, and his jaw hit the floor as soon as he turned to the bedroom.

Orion was in his sky blue lingerie that Hunter gave him as present years ago, a lacy teddy that was redolent of a sling-bikini and a limpid, thin chemise of the exact hue. It had the right amount of tightness, if not slightly more. The area covering his crotch was nonexistent, so he displayed his genitalia to him. He licked his lips seductively and rapaciously as he swung a leash connected to a spiky collar and wielded a riding crop.

"I'm still in awe at how well you look in that," Hunter uttered.

Orion tilted his head to his sides to inspect the lingerie. "I couldn't have picked a better one myself as someone that has more of an eye for fashion."

"I see you have the leash and collar out; I'm assuming you want to do pet play and be the master."

"You are correct." Orion was secretly panicky and petulant that his purchase hadn't arrived at the scheduled delivery date. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. "Let's get you dressed up for your role."

Hunter wore a set of teal bra and panties in addition to the studded collar and leash. Orion got him to wear matching dyads of stockings, arm warmers, and a ballerina skirt, and he did a myriad of poses in front of Orion. "How do I look?"

"Like a genuine bitch."

"Is everything set up?"

"Everything's in place for us to commence at anytime."

"Like... right now?"

"Sure." Orion initiated the countdown for the livestream, giving his big brother a kiss before it hit zero.

Three... two... one.

The total number of viewers was abysmally low, which was expected for Orion and Hunter since they planned this stream in secret. Those that were there most likely anticipated the stream at around this time because of experiencing surprise shows on the same date. Slowly, it increased, the viewers commenting on the impromptu session, and they waited for more to come before acting out their roles. They waved once it hit the acceptable goal.

"Hi guys, gals, and all the other people out there," Orion greeted the viewers. "We're back, again."

(PhDong10) Hi.

(Wetgirl21) Salutations, and hell yeah. The muscular dude's joining his partner in crossdressing. Looking good in those panties. And where can I get the lingerie the yellow dude's wearing?

(ColonelColon) Holy shit! A secret second stream, and I'm here for it!

(Kira_Yagami) A twofer this month? Fuck the hell yeah!

"Tonight's going to be extra special," Hunter said, trying to hype up the audience. He pulled Orion close with one arm, giving the head mettlesome rubs with his knuckles and fist.

"This guy will have the leash this time," he emphasized the collar and thin rope, "literally."

(SkaterDude64 donated $30) The little sub is going to dominate the big dom. I can't wait. I love hulking men being bottoms. The more submissive, particularly if the muscular man is wearing panties, the better.

"And, Wetgirl21, my husband ordered the outfit online at SelfMarket by the account called SensuallyDivine," Orion answered the viewer's question. "She may not have this design anymore, just an fyi."

(Wetgirl21) Ok. Will check it out after the stream.

"It looks like a few more viewers are trickling in," Orion spoke. "Welcome-welcome." He pulled on Hunter's leash a bit. "You all just sit back, relax, and enjoy while I let this puppy know who is the true master in the house.

(iheartcaninecookies) Hah. I knew the black one was secretly a bottom bitch.

Orion shed off his chemise as he led his girly, athletic inamorato to the bed by the leash, sitting at the edge while Hunter sat on the floor. "Alright, pet. Lie down." He nodded approvingly as the older Lab went complanate on his belly. "Good boy. Roll over." Hunter obeyed, rolling to his right. "Speak."

"Woof," Hunter vociferated, mimicking the animalistic sound closely. He could feel the humiliation making him erect, the boner creating a prominent gibbosity in his panties and making the space cramped behind it.

"Now, shake." Orion extended a supine hand, and Hunter shook it, wagging his ebony tail and licking his maw. Hunter tried going for his treat, but he stopped him with a riding crop to the chops. "Not yet. I haven't shown much of you off to the crowd." Hunter whined. "I suppose I can treat this one instance, but I don't want to undo all the training I did." He presented his testicles to him. "You may lick my nuts."

Hunter stared warmly at his younger brother as he licked Orion's balls, getting a dose of masculine musk surrounded by effeminate attire. He was more of a switch than Orion, although he tended to top his partners. Still, he believed in allowing them to assume predomination over him, giving him access to kinks he would've got a more challenging time with otherwise. Orion's interest in acting altered Orion from when they were more youthful.

Orion sighed contently and caressed Hunter's head while Hunter's muzzle and tongue coddled his virile pair of meaty orbs. The pillowy, wet organ rolled his family jewels and ensured the scrotum was moist. "That's enough."

"Wurf?" The atramentous, anthropomorphic Labrador tilted his head, but he released Orion's testes, the strands of slaver hanging from Orion's ballsack.

Orion got off the bed, tugging on the leash and patting the mattress. "Hop on." Hunter ebulliently got on the furniture, crawling on his hands and knees as he led him to the headboard and tied the leash to the right wooden leg. He heard Hunter huff and observed him avidly wag his tail, athirst for what he had in store as he retrieved a bone meant to gag someone's mouth, placing it on Hunter's snout. "Wait."

Hunter froze in place, glaring at the prop wobbling on his nose. He shivered and had goosebumps as he sensed Orion lightly scratching his back all the way down to his fundament, perceiving him move his panties down partway. Then, he winced from a sudden stinging sensation on his ass from the riding crop striking him, nearly losing balance on the bone. The precum darkened the effeminate underwear as Orion whipped him, and one of the strikes dragooned him to yip.

Orion had another trick up his sleeve, knowing this would trigger his older sibling. He stroked his erection to maintain its rigidity, placing it in Hunter's posterior crevice, and he ground on him without penetrating the Black Labrador's anus. Sure enough, Hunter went berserk, so he had to whip him repeatedly to subdue him.

That bitch, Hunter thought about his kindred partner. Sexual teasing got him riled up without fail. Foreplays such as fellatio, handjob, and rimming were one thing, but pretending to intentionally penetrate his tail-hole and deny him orgasm were another. He preferred to get straight to business right at the beginning and end, so his partners had to have experience handling him before attempting to edge him. Orion was his only exception, although he still got paroxysms when the younger canine teased him. He felt Orion's precum in his butt crack, his panties getting wetter on both sides, and Orion's strikes on his rump. It was a miracle how he kept the bone on his nose.

"Good dog," Orion uttered after several minutes, leaving Hunter's buttocks bright red and tender. After tossing the bone onto the bed, he untied Hunter and sat adjacent to him. "You must be thirsty so," he presented his penis to him. "Start sucking."

Hunter gladly took Orion's dick into his mouth and consumed the delectable precum. Briny fluids trickled down his throat as he bobbed his head. Time was more on his side, so he slowed, slurping the shaft's corona and gently nipping its sides and the knot.

"Good boy," Orion moaned elatedly, trying to maintain control.

Hunter was not done yet as he held Orion's cock like a sucker, suckling on the cuspate tip. Inhaling deeply, he took the entire length in his muzzle, feeling it stymie the air flow to his lungs. He closed his eyes from Orion bucking into him, the yellow hands holding his head in place. I guess he still has control-- not that he would do a sudden role reversal and ruin his brother's turn. Plus, he was in the mood of being a sissy, submissive, subordinate in bra, panties, and other epicene attires to the internet.

"There you go, bitch," Orion aggressively spoke as he thrust violently into Hunter's throat, discharging semen, "take all of my cum. You shouldn't be thirsty after this." He bound Hunter's hands and feet to the bed after noticing the onyx dog's erection, gagging Hunter's mouth with the faux bone, and he shoved the panties aside. "Excellent. You're smart enough to know what I want you to do next." Standing over the seventeen-inch schlong and holding the leash, he turned his head backward to him. "Fuck me." He shoved a portion of his lingerie aside.

Even though he took a monstrosity of a penis up his sphincter, Orion still dominated his maturer brother, dictating how much speed and force he should go. Initially, it was slow, so his rectum chockablock with cock could acclimate to the invader. Then, he aggrandized his pace, pulling hard on the leash.

Hunter moaned through the gag-- that was all he could do aside from writhing slightly. All of his autonomy was gone; the thought of being this vulnerable to someone smaller and more biddable than him made his boner pulsate. Significantly few people were at the point where he could trust them enough to make his entire body be at their mercy. Although one thing about you, Orion, has changed through the years. You gained more assertiveness, and your acting has helped too.

"That's... it," Orion huffed after descending to Hunter's knot. "Knock... me... up. Make... a... mess... in... my... insides."

(Gorgonator55:Mod) God, this is so hot.

(PUSSYCAT_MAFIA) This concept of small subs being dominant and power bottoms is turning me on. I wonder if there's more of this somewhere.

Orion had to pause from perceiving someone at the front door with his ears. "Who could that be? I'll be right back." He left his girly, big sibling tied to the bed as he went to investigate.

Orion became inquisitive after he descried a delivery man through the peephole, opening the door. "I have a package for Orion Henry," the skunk uttered, looking at his clipboard.

"That's me."

The skunk handed the Yellow Labrador the clipboard, drooling at him crossdressing in lingerie with the huge genitals protruding through the crotchless portion. "Uhh... I need you to sign this." He handed him the package after Orion gave his signature. "Here is your package." He gulped. "Have a nice day."

"You too."

Orion shut the door after the skunk left, inspecting the package, and he uncovered the potion he purchased months ago. He was euphoric that it was his order. Talk about cutting it close. Elated, he returned to the bedroom. "I got something for you, Hellhound."

"Aasfnwfnsdfa," Hunter spoke through the obstruction in his mouth.

"Oh yeah; let me help you with that."

Hunter savored the fresh air in his lungs. "Ahhhh. What is it?"

"It allows an anthro such as us be in its feral form for an hour after consuming it. I figured what better way for you to be getting into the role than becoming the role itself."

"You want me to be an actual dog? Isn't that illegal?"

"It's a legal loophole, and you'll find other videos of this same product in use." Orion could already see a spike in donations and comments cajoling him and Hunter to do it. "The crowd's into it, so you have the final say."

"I'll give it a shot." What's the worst that could happen?

"First thing's first is untying you. The potion recommends the recipient be nude to avoid any loss in clothing."

Hunter held the transparent container with a wide bottom and a narrow opening, tipping the tip toward him. The flavor was interesting, giving him the vibe of a soda flavored with cotton candy as he imbibed the liquid in the buff. He felt stiff, like his entire figure was in a brutal boxing match, and he observed everything around him getting taller and turning shades of grey. Orion grabbed a mirror for him, and he beheld a quadrupedal, stygian canine. He was a dog, a legitimate house pet, but his memory and intelligence remained intact.

"Holy shit," Orion said in stupefaction, noticing the feral version of his brother and partner and massive dong still exposed. "How are you feeling?"

Hunter actually barked. "Woof!" I'm fine.

"I'm assuming you mean fine, so if you are," Orion got on all four on the bed, removing the part of his lingerie obstructing his pucker, "fuck my ass."

Hunter obeyed, mounting Orion in the stereotypical doggystyle position. It was awkward for him to use his hindquarters at first. The back legs wobbled constantly, so he relied heavily on his front moiety as he thrust into Orion's fuck-hole. Everything about it seemed normal, minus the part of being a Labrador that could be someone's cosset. Orion's rectum was still splendiferous on his penis. It started to dawn on him incrementally that he was inclined towards bestiality.

Orion was in the same boat as Hunter about sexual intercourse with animals. It was a huge turn-on for him to hear Hunter pant and whine ferally for real while feeling the gigantic girth in his asshole. He kept glancing at the monitor containing the livestream to confirm that he wasn't dreaming about a dog that was his brother humping him. Every test to see if he was hallucinating told him he wasn't, so he assumed he was zonked to have this hyper-realistic fantasy if this wasn't a reality to him.

An instinct inside Hunter started to corrupt his brain. He needed to thrust faster and sink his incisors into Orion's neck. He must mate and breed, and so he accelerated and bit Orion.

Orion recognized the signs that Hunter wanted to claim him, and he would've allowed it like so many times prior, but they had an audience to entertain. They probably expect him to ejaculate in Hunter, and he wanted his turn before the brew ran out. "Save some time for me, Hellhound." The force didn't cease, getting more puissant. "You can cum in me, but no tying. You got it?" He determined Hunter didn't register his words. "You listening, partner?" As much as he wanted to let the round run its course naturally, he had to yell his safeword, hoping it would work. "Gumball!" It was sufficient to break the impulse driving Hunter, and Hunter surceased his penetrations on him, walking over to lick him and whimper apologetically. He petted Hunter's head. "You didn't do anything wrong. I just wanted my turn before the potion ran out. You can still ejaculate inside me, but no tying. You got that?"

"Woof!" _I have a different idea. _Hunter wanted Orion to have a turn, so he presented his butt to him, arching his tail up as a sign of submission.

"Oh, you want me to top?"

"Woof!" _Yes. _Hunter wagged his tail, shaking his pilose rump.

"I'll conjecture that as an affirmative."

Orion gently held Hunter's tail in place, guiding his phallus to the fleshy ring. Each inch coaxed a groan to escape Hunter's lungs until he hilted him to his knot, commencing his rhythm. He wasn't sure if the feral version had a tighter anus than Hunter's actual counterpart because of insufficient data and long time-lapses between each rare occurrence as he punctured him. One thing was certain-- he wouldn't mind adding bestiality to their sex lives so long as they exploited the potion.

Honoring the code of letting not letting a male suffer blue balls for too long, Orion reached down to jack off his brother, and he encountered a peculiar problem. He couldn't sense a penis or family jewels with his left hand. Instead, he perceived what was believed to be multiple, diminutive nipples. A quick inspection confirmed that Hunter became a female Labrador Retriever. How could this have happened? He reached for the empty bottle, reading the side effects that weren't obscured by the folded label. It listed a reasonable chance of male-to-female transition or vice versa.

"Uhh, Hunter, I think we have a problem," Orion spoke while hilting his cock inside him.

"Bark!" Hunter uttered. _Ya think?! _He sensed his reproductive organs switch from masculine to feminine.

"The potion has a probability of swapping genders, and it appears you're suffering from it."

"Woof!" Thanks for telling me.

"Shall I stop and cancel the stream?"

"Bark!" Hunter shook vigorously. Might as well finish this.

"You actually want me to continue?"

"Bark!" Go for it. Hunter genuflected, pushing his buttocks into Orion's groin.

"That must be a yes." A thought occurred to Orion before he resumed. This would be his first -and most likely last- time licking a quadrupedal, domesticated dog's vagina. He only had a couple exceptions to his aversion toward cunts, but Hunter was still his brother and husband despite the switch in the sexes. "Say, Hunter; would you mind if I cum inside the traditional hole this time?"

"Woof!" Sure. Why not? Hunter pressed his ass against Orion's crotch again.

"I'll go with an affirmative for this one also. If this is too much for you at any point, you're still an actual dog, and I haven't knotted you, go ahead and run."

"Bark!" Can do. Hunter shook his entire body. He dislodged from Orion's penis, turning around. "Woof!" But I want to suck your dick.

Orion surmised what Hunter was after. "You want to suck my penis?"

"Woof!" Actually, I was thinking of sixty-nining, but let's go with that for now.

"Alright. Go ahead." Orion believed that having a feral giving head was better than letting an anthro fellate him-- something about the tongue being much softer than when Hunter was standard. He noticed him swaying his butt around, trying to guess what Hunter lusted for. "What is it, boy- I mean girl?"

"Woof!" Lick my pussy.

"Does my cock taste delicious?"

"Bark!" No! However, Hunter didn't mind tasting his own rump on Orion's tool.

"That can't be it... You want me to fuck your face?"

"Bark!" Incorrect. Hunter started to spin around like he wanted his tail, even though he was after his slit.

"You want me to do something to your tail?"

"Woof!" Fucking hell. Hunter attempted to lick himself, getting as close to his twat as possible.

"Oh, you want me to lick your pussy."

"Bark!" _Yes. _Hunter shook and bowed.

"If that's the case, bring it closer."

"Woof!" Finally.

Orion observed how moist Hunter's snatch was as he ogled the canine cookie. Despite the drastically altered genitalia, he tasted Hunter's flavor among the increase in sweetness. He desired more, and he unknowingly had Hunter primed for completing the rest of sixty-nine. The warm sensation from seconds ago returned, and he noticed the bitch giving him a blowjob. Hunter's arousal complimented the taste, an equilibrium between pure testosterone and estrogen. At least, he was somewhat adapted to a canine's vagina, thanks to the two exceptions in his life.

The tongue was on a whole different echelon on Orion's endowment. The brew made Hunter's wet organ even softer. One downside was Hunter clumsily holding the fleshy rod in place for fellatio because of having paws rather than hands. Orion also sensed the increased amplitude in Hunter's laniary when his cock entered Hunter's mouth. The sharp, pointed fangs gliding on his manly flesh excited him, although he believed he must warn Hunter because of increased danger.

"Watch the teeth, Hellhound."

"Bark!" _Will do, Lemon Bar. Actually, I'm ready for more. _Hunter turned around and ground his snatch on Orion's erection to give Orion a conspicuous hint.

"You are ready?"

"Bark!" Yes

"I suppose you are. Ok; turn around." Orion thought about something else. "I guess I should call you by a different name since you're a female now." He selected a name that kept up with the family tradition of hunting. "How about Dali?"

"Woof!" Whatever.

"Well you can tell me after you revert back to normal."

Dali obeyed and even lifted her tail to demonstrate she was ready for her brother, and Orion knelt behind her. Her eyes bulged, sensing her vagina inflate from his length entering it, and she howled. This must be how the girls felt when Orion and I fucked them. Is this sensation the same for virgins too? Sure, she did some docking with Orion when she was Hunter, but the innervation through the conventional entrance was so distinct from those. There was no other penis inside to cramp the void, and she sensed her birth canal conform around Orion's unit. Still, she had to insufflate her lungs to keep up with the yell's demands because of the girth she had to deal with.

Orion was in heaven as he penetrated Dali's pussy. It was soaked like she was in heat and clamped tightly on his penis. Yet, it was pliable to make his tool glide effortlessly to her uterus and back out for another strike despite being ungraceful with his thrusts. The few exceptions had stiff competition at whose slit reigned supreme.

Both had one of the loudest exhalations in their entire lives while engaging in primitive palaver and sex. Never had so many wrongs felt so very right. Incest, bestiality, and homosexuality-- what could top those? Orion and Hunter (aka Dali) trusted each other enough to know they wouldn't cross any lines drawn in the sand. That bond created so many moments of merry lovemaking, and tonight was no outlier as Orion stirred her insides.

Orion prostrated himself on the bed, hoisting Dali on top of his navel, and he skewered her cunt again. They licked and kissed one another while his hands went to her belly. He was astonished at the bulge his penis created. How is she not dead? The thrusts got more erratic as his sexual acme got nearer.

Dali howled as the semen flooded her womb and the knot entering her vagina triggered her orgasm. Feminine fluids inundated Orion's crotch as her intimate cavern imploded on Orion's dick. If there was any difference between this orgasm and the ones from penile stimulation and the occasional ecstatic explosions from the prostate, she wasn't able to discern one. She felt full from the cum and penis, and she looked at the intumescence on her belly. It was shaped like she was parturient with pups.

It took a while for Orion to descend his emotional mountain. He was more used to a rectum constricting on his cock. Dali's twat, or any pussy he climaxed in for that matter, felt like it was milking his testicles for every drop of sperm they had, and he was deep within her orthodox hole. The combination would've made him fret about impregnating her if he hadn't known she was actually his brother. He stared at a clock, doing the math to determine the time was almost up, so he needed to disconnect from her. God knew what could happen when she reverted back to Hunter while he was conjoined to her vagina.

"I need to pull out quickly. You are almost at the point of transforming back to your usual self, and I don't want to be the guinea pig of discovering what could happen to a cock when the pussy disappears."

"Woof!" Alright.

"I'll be gentle. Take a deep breath."

The process went better than Orion thought, possibly because he went into the traditional aperture instead of Dali's anus. He and Dali still had to wince from the pain, but he was free, observing his sperm flowing out of her slit. I don't want to know what the side effects are if there is cum inside her womb when she transforms back to Hunter.

Orion wrapped his arms around Dali's swollen belly and squeezed it like it was a pustule, the cum behaving like pus from an abscess. It shot out of her womanhood, and he got an idea. He put his visage in the direct path, squeezing the belly several more times. The salty, sweet flavor was exquisite as the semen saturated his countenance. Wanting to be sure the trace amount of jizz was negligible toward her health, he did some cunnilingus on her, parting the vulva and labia to access the sticky white on her inner walls, and he produced slurping sounds.

Orion got out of the way as Dali began to turn back into Hunter. Sick contortions he thought weren't possible for the body to do appeared as she went from four legs down to two, the arched back turning upright. He witnessed the familiar, macho protuberance appear, confirming that she was now Hunter, and Hunter regained any lost muscles while he was a female.

"That was weird," Hunter spoke.

"Did you enjoy it?" Orion asked.

"I wouldn't mind it being a rarity in our routine," Hunter pointed at his brother, "although you're going to be the bitch next time we try it. I'll also call you Dali."

"I figured." Orion turned to the computer and recording setup, walking over to it. "Ok, folks, this is the end right here. Have a merry Christmas, happy Hanukkah, or enjoy all the other holidays this month. Next stream won't occur until late next month, possibly early February. Until then, have fun with friends, family, and other loved ones, and be responsible while drinking." He and Hunter waved at the screen. "Bye."

(ScroogeMcFuck) Bye.

(Surfing_Duck871) Bye, y'all. Merry Christmas.

(Wetgirl21) Merry Christmas, everyone.

(Leo44 donated $70) Happy holidays, and thanks for the second stream.

(PhDong10) This stream check marked a whole bunch of items on my list.

(Cryptic_Skunk) Is the stream over? Dammit. I just arrived. I guess I have a VOD to watch now.

"And we're offline," Orion said as he terminated the live show. He immediately checked its stats. "Holy shit."

"I gather that we had soe great numbers, Orion," Hunter responded while donning his teal bra and panties to sleep in, his back facing toward Orion. Then, he turned around once he was in sleeping attire.

"That's an understatement, Hunter. We shattered our personal records in every statistic. We nearly raised $10,000."

Hunter whistled in amazement. "A few more shows like that, and we can move into a house and not worry about disturbing the neighbors."

"Sounds like you're more interested in the potion I bought."

Hunter walked to his brother and partner, looking at the stats. "If it can pull in those numbers consistently. I almost want to ditch on the code. Almost." He yawned. "I'm beat."

"Ditto."

Orion and Hunter were too tired to do some cleaning and work on their personal hygiene, leaving the tasks for tomorrow morning. The Yellow Labrador allowed his older, obsidian counterpart to hug him in the spooning position, with the burly hands on his genitals. He was still in the one-piece lingerie instead of swapping for a bra and panty.

Later on, in the crepuscular room, Orion got curious if the concoction had any more side effects, peeling the folded portion on the label back. It was a marvel how his eyes didn't leave their sockets as he enlarged them in astonishment. There was another line, and each word added more lead to his stomach.

Chance of male pregnancy.

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