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When she stirred awake, Jane couldn't recall having a single drop of alcohol the night before, but for that being the case, she couldn't recall any hangover that came with such an incredible sense of nausea as she felt, right then.

She wasn't fortunate enough to have slept in her own bed: the covers were tugged down to the floor, proving that she at least made the effort to get there, but the comforter was gouged , looking as though a wild animal had broken into her bedroom overnight and gotten their claws stuck in the soothing pattern of blue and white swirls.

Tired, foggy eyes were able to accept the reality of those marks in an instant, but the sensations that followed; the roiling of seed in her womb and the soreness of nearly bruised thighs completed a sensual hangover and forced her to clutch her forehead.

"I need to put a stop to this," she whispered, rubbing her temples and knowing that those would be tough words to live by. "If only your fucking father was still here, you never would have done this...but...it's my mess to clean up, now..."

She wasn't going to have an easy time with it, and she knew that a little too well.

As much as she was trying to disassociate the pair, Jane couldn't deny that she was falling for her own daughter, but not on the surface level. The part of her husband that was still left behind, all in the form of a forbidden transformation, was making it nigh impossible for Jane to quit her daughter's affection.

Sarah, in turn, was taking full advantage of how comfortable she'd become with transforming into a werewolf...and the perks that came with being the literal top dog in the household.

"If there was ever a time for me to put on my big girl pants and tell my little girl that she needs to get her shit together, I guess this was it," Jane muttered. She shook her head, forced her bearings back into place and gripped the edge of the bed.

Pulling herself up was proving as difficult as she feared, and as she moved, the tiniest bit of excess cum spilled down her inner thighs, turning her knees to jelly all over again.

This is gonna be impossible if I give her even an inch of opportunity, she thought. I need to stand my ground on this...she's gonna become an insatiable monster if she keeps on leaning into this. She needs to learn to control herself...and I'm the only one that can help her with that.

Jane didn't realize how overwhelmed she already was, at that moment. She was still under the impression that she was the one at the head of the house, believing that she could right the ship if she just sat Sarah down and forced her to reconsider her current path.

Having been the target of a werewolf once before in the form of her husband, she truly should have known better than to ever question their sexual appetite, but hope sprang eternal as the exhausted woman stood upright, ignoring the subtle wobble in her knees and the bowing in her thighs.

She'd pretend to have the motherly presence that she once did; she'd make believe that she was still respected and revered in her own household, as tired feet carried her to the end of the hallway.

They're already awake? Her mind continued to wander as she made her way to the stairs, following them down and keeping an open palm on the wall to her side; she still didn't feel entirely comfortable trusting her own legs to get the job done. Or did they ever fall asleep last night? Sarah's been impossible to satisfy...it's like she has ten times the energy she used to!

Keeping up with such an energetic young woman was already a difficult task for someone like Jane, who had a proper appreciation for downtime.

Keeping up with her now that she had the benefit of lycanthropic enhancements was such a task that Jane was glad to have a little help with wearing Sarah's endurance down...

"You can take more than that, Beth...you showed me that last night."

...She just wished it was someone, anyone other than her other daughter that was on the receiving end of Sarah's sexual aggression.

"It's s-still a lot to take, Sarah...it's...s-so fucking much..."

Jane's mind was flooded with the vague memories of what had occurred the night before: the rounds upon rounds of breeding that left the poor woman sprawled on the floor, panting and quivering next to one of her daughters, while the other took turns moving around behind them and pinning them under the weight of a throbbing, canine length.

When she was in the full state of a werewolf, Sarah was blessed with a particularly impressive tool, fitting of the alpha that she was becoming...and it was only appropriate that the other members of her pack, in their own transformed states, would be perfect fits for whatever she could offer.

It was rare to have a chance to see the werewolves in the middle of a transformation, but as Jane turned the corner at the landing, she noticed tufts of fur poking up through otherwise smooth, pale skin, working to cover Beth's porcelain figure with a thicker coat of fur; she'd need that extra bit of protection when Sarah's fangs and claws made their way back into the mix.

Already, Sarah was sporting the tip of her tapered, canine cock, just above the cleft of her natural womanhood. Despite knowing all too well how those transformations worked, Jane was always caught off guard by the way that the human body could be so easily melded and shaped into something different...and watching the sight of Sarah's bare, naked womanhood disappear behind the growing, descending orbs of her sack was enough to take her breath away.

"...Seems we have an audience, Beth...do you wanna show mommy was a good, little girl you are?"

The gasp seemed deathly silent to Jane, but she should have known better than to let a single whisper past her lips, when Sarah was already so close to her proper, transformed state.

"You're not gonna give me a choice...I c-can already tell," Beth replied.

For sounding so fearful of the possibility, her lips were already curling into as much of a grin as they could, when the canine features of a muzzle were starting to pull at the apex of her lips, stretching them away from her face.

Just as Sarah feared, Beth was already corrupted to the point of no return; the poor girl didn't have the same sort of experience with werewolves that her mother did, and in as much, she lacked the resilience needed to overcome their wiles.

"I know we're only just getting to know each other again, but as far as I can tell, you like it when you don't have a choice," Sarah noted. "Or, at least...you like to pretend you don't have one...we both know that you love being bent over so I can spear you on my cock..."

The open concept of the kitchen allowed Jane to witness every single detail of Sarah pushing into her own sister's lower back. Her cock was forming up, inch by inch, and moving out of the comfort of a sheath before the latter even had a chance to properly form...but there was plenty of other warmth waiting for it to experience, if Beth only took the proper posture.

"Sarah...w-wait."

Beth was completely lost to the greater control of her sister's amorous nature; if they were in the middle of a crowded park, surrounded by their friends and neighbors, she wouldn't have dared to ask Sarah to hold off.

Their mother, however, still had a single scrap of dignity left about her.

"You don't need to do this to her; you don't need to do it to either of us, really, but...if you're going to assert yourself as the alpha of the next generation, leave your sister out of the equation."

As much as Jane was hoping to address Sarah directly, both of her daughters looked over at her, admiring the half-naked body of their own mother without a hint of shame about their appreciation.

"Being the alpha of a pack means that I need to assert myself over every member of this family, and since you couldn't bear Daddy a son in the first place, my body is stepping into that role, as well," Sarah explained, speaking of things that she didn't properly understand...but her body understood the lust that came with her transformation, and that was good enough for her. "It sounds to me like you're just jealous that Beth is finally getting a chance to have me all to herself...it's only natural that you'd be a little envious of your other pack members when you had the spotlight all to yourself, for a bit."

Sarah's attitude was well past the point of confidence, and as a human being, Jane had no patience for anyone with such blatant arrogance.

As the partially transformed werewolf that she was doomed to be, Jane was finding new ways to become aroused, even when she knew that she was being turned on by the very last person she ever should have been.

"I don't need a turn in the spotlight," Jane argued, though her voice was already faltering. "I need my daughter to come to her senses and realize that this isn't the way you establish yourself as the alpha of a pack!"

"Pretty sure it is the way, and as the alpha of the pack, I would know better than you do, mother..."

Just that once, Jane wished that her little girl was still her little girl: that if she begged and pleaded, Sarah would call her "mommy" one more time and embrace the innocence that came before she reached the point of her canine maturity.

Much as Jane knew it was wishful thinking, she was hanging onto every dangling thread of it as she watched, her eyes unable to pry themselves from the prone, eager posture of Beth's body against the kitchen counter.

"Just let her go, Sarah."

As much as Jane considered herself the leader of her own household, she was given two shots through the heart, as the girls turned and glared at her once more.

Even Beth was tired of Jane's protests, going as far to reach back through her own legs and guide Sarah's cock into the warm, slick comfort of her petals; the satisfying grind made her thighs quiver with delight, but it was only a precursor to the hard, rough breeding that would come when the pair were fully transformed.

"She said you s-should wait your turn, mother," Beth spoke for her alpha, addressing her parent with a tone that turned their relationship into something more business than familial. "We should do our part as her breeding stock to be compliant , don't you think?"

She's already completely ruined you, Beth...just the way your father ruined me...what the hell am I gonna do with you two, now?

There were no shortcuts to curing someone of their lycanthropy, and without their father around, Jane was helplessly outmatched...

...But she'd still be able to say that she didn't go down without a fight, as her quivering hands stuffed themselves into the pockets of her pajama pants.

"Such a good girl, Beth...I knew I could count on you to be my perfect little bitch," Sarah praised her, all while her pumping hips brought their bodies closer and closer to a proper, fulfilling union. "Seems we'll have to help our mother along, but a good pack is only as strong as their weakest member...it's only right that we work together to bring her up to speed."

Beth nodded, her expanding muzzle forming just enough for a long, canine tongue to droop over the side of her jowls. "I'll do whatever it takes to help her...t-to please you, Sarah..."

"Lucky for you, all you've gotta do is stick your ass out a little bit further...h-help me to get it in there," Sarah instructed, doing nothing to keep the little groans of pleasure from creeping into her voice. "But our mother has a much more difficult task ahead of her..."

Jane didn't want to gulp, but she could feel her resistance crumbling, every step of the way.

Human survival instinct told her that she still had plenty of time to turn for the door...to run to the nearest safe haven she could find and start plotting out how she'd begin her new life.

Maternal instinct told her that she couldn't possibly abandon her daughters when they were in such dire straits, even when she knew that there was literally nothing she could do to help them, anymore.

The most powerful instinct, however...the loudest of all was the canine instinct that told her to pull her hands from her pockets; to dip them into the waistband of her pajama pants so she could pleasure herself while she enjoyed the rare, forbidden spectacle of two werewolves breeding in her own home.

"Are you going to put her on her knees?" Beth asked. Already, the youngest wolfess was spreading her legs further apart, allowing Sarah the entry she not only desired...but the one she was entitled to, as the alpha of the small, modest pack. "Force her to lick up e-every drop of cum, just in case that knot wiggles free...?"

"A brilliant suggestion," Sarah mentioned. She reached forth and stroked the back of her sister's ear with long, deadly claws; their bodies were completely transformed by then, and across the room, Jane could already feel the longer enamel of her fangs, pushing against the inside of her lips. "But she's been far too defiant to have earned such a kindly treatment, sis. She needs to be punished for her pathetic insolence..."

The incestuous overtones of their relationship were still present, but they were quickly becoming lost to the fact that Jane wasn't going to be a proper mother anymore.

She was still the woman who gave birth to the two werewolves that were defiling her kitchen, but she already knew that she didn't have any right to the natural respect that was due to someone of such a title.

"That's a wonderful idea, sis," Beth agreed. She took her sister's cock at the very end of that final thrust and tried to fight back against a thick, growling moan, but to have even the first couple inches of Sarah's length buried within her was a treat that demanded verbal praise. "Oh...f-fuck...what are you gonna d-do to her, Sarah? Do I get to watch?"

"Actually, that's exactly what I had in mind," Sarah claimed. She stepped into that first thrust and worked against the tight, natural resistance of her own sister's cunt, giving the beta wolfess only a few seconds to adjust to those plentiful inches of invading flesh before she started into a rapid, canine pace. "For being such a good girl...y-you...get to have all that fun you want with me...b-but mommy dearest has to stand by and watch me fuck you...w-watch me breed you...until I feel like she's learned her lesson."

Jane tried her best to make a disgusted face at the idea, but even faking it was meaningless, by then.

She knew nothing she could do would prevent Sarah from going full bore into her own sister, and further still, she knew she couldn't do anything to change her eldest daughter back into the respectable woman she used to be.

So why is that turning me on so much? She thought. Is it because she reminds me so much of her father? Or am I just some weird, twisted fuck that's into the idea of sleeping with her own kids?

Finding justification for what was going to happen would have been a silver lining, but if she allowed herself a single moment of honesty, Jane was jealous of Beth...and as simply as that, she could feel moisture budding at the tight, delicate part of her folds; the quantities were modest enough at first, but by the time Sarah was properly driving into Beth's willing, eager haunches, the stain on Jane's pajamas was too obvious to ignore.

"Fuck...y-you're going at me s-so fucking hard ," Beth declared. Her full, supple breasts were heaving against the counter as she tried to brace herself, but she knew better than to try and slow the pace of her alpha; that little bit of soreness would make for a truly wonderful, fulfilling experience. "You're g-gonna make me cum already, sis...t-that's not fair!"

"Go ahead and cum, then...let your alpha know how much you love getting wrapped around her cock," Sarah encouraged her, the lower growls in her voice forcing another reaction from Beth's otherwise helpless body. "Not like I'm gonna stop until I'm good and done, anyway..."

Jane's fangs nearly pierced her own lip as she bit into them.

She was determined to fight back on her arousal every step of the way, ignoring every full, thick pap of swollen, canine balls against the mound of Beth's womanhood.

What started as a mountain was already crumbled to a pile of pebbles, and the truth was painted over her desperate expression; by the time Sarah noticed it, she was doing her mother more of a favor, than anything.

"You think you get to enjoy a peep show for free?" she asked, turning her gaze on Jane's trembling figure. "You do have a wonderful pair of tits, but...when did I say you could wear those comfy looking pants in the first place?"

Her every choice was going to be determined by the alpha; her own daughter...and the more she considered that fact, the more Jane could feel her body melting on the inside, until long, drooling strands of arousal peeled away from the revealed treasure of her sex.

Tugging down further still, Jane allowed the silky, comfortable pants to drop all the way to the floor, instantly staining the hardwood with her natural desires.

" Much better," Sarah declared. "And you're already fucking soaked...almost as wet as Beth...perhaps you won't need much more of a warmup, after all."

Beth clutched her inner walls around her sister's pulsing cock, eager to try and keep her alpha buried inside of her passage for as long as her endurance would allow.

She was already envious of her mother for having had the good fortune to sample Sarah's flesh a few times before; as far as she was concerned, she was making up for lost time.

"She doesn't deserve a warmup," Beth claimed, scowling at her own mother for an instant, but her focus immediately turned back to her sister's domineering expression. "She doesn't appreciate you...s-she doesn't need you the way I do, sis!"

Her desperate plea was music to Sarah's ears, and all the while, it was joined by the subtle, but entirely delightful sound of their panting breath filling the kitchen, leaving a stain of steam on the tiles beyond the counter.

"That's a b-bold statement, Beth...t-think you can squeeze out one more orgasm...a-and really prove how much you need me?"

"Do it..."

Jane's voice was just under her breath enough that she didn't think Sarah would catch those words, but every second that passed moved her away from her concerns about the incestuous border that she was going to cross.

Until that point, she'd been crossing it in a transformed state, giving herself up to Sarah's domineering nature when she was only somewhat in her right of mind.

"Yes...y-yes...I'll cum as many times as you want, Sarah! I'll g-give you everything I've got, as many times as you want...make me your f-fucking cocksleeve, please!"

It was an easy enough request for Sarah to fulfill: she could already feel every inch of Beth's passage seizing up around her and fluttering with the all too familiar sensation of an orgasm, but the lucky beta was being pushed past her usual, soothing release.

Instead, her claws were raking over the counter and racking up another repair bill as Sarah pummeled her from behind, driving into her body with such force that the counter whimpered under the force of each thrust. In the cabinets overhead, the trio could hear the sound of dishes rattling, and on the counter itself, only the weight of the stand mixer kept it in place.

The rest of the poor house was under so much duress that Beth wasn't sure how her body could possibly be a stop gap for that kind of force, but her canine figure was capable of so much more than she realized...and Sarah was gleefully ready to share one of those new, essential functions with her.

"You're selling yourself short, sis...y-you...you're so much more than that to me," Sarah declared. "Such a good little bitch...perfectly ripe for breeding, too..."

Those words carried a greater weight than they had the day before, and Jane was only just starting to figure out why, as her fingertips settled on the hood of her clit and swirled around the spot in tiny, rapid circles.

Cupping a breast and giving her daughters another show to enjoy, Jane remembered one of the most dangerous side effects of being forcibly transformed into a werewolf...and she wondered how she ever could have forgotten such an important detail, when it directly related to the girls being born.

She's forcing us into heat...she's actually going to knock up her own sister! Jane realized. No wonder I'm so fucking wet...she couldn't get me there the last few tries because I'm used to it, but...if she keeps this up, I'm gonna be there any second...this is way too risky!

It was the last bastion of control that she had; to try and stand against Sarah before she made a decision that she would never be able to come back from.

Had she made that call just a moment sooner, Jane might have been able to prevent the full, thick schlip of Sarah's knot spreading her sister's petals to the absolute brink...but a tight, gripping slit was holding onto Sarah's canine bump with such depth that Jane could hardly see the base of the flesh behind it.

"Oh...w-wow..."

For having such an aggressive nature leading up to that moment, Beth was reduced to little more than a canine whimper when the weight of her sister's knot became firmly entrenched within her.

Claws ripped back over the counter, permanently marring the surface and showing the desperation she felt, but even as legs bounced around and tried to find a proper stance, the poor girl simply couldn't get comfortable: to have her g-spot pressed upon with such a tight an inescapable weight was a pleasure that no one could prepare for.

Someone with Beth's limited experience didn't stand a chance against it.

"Can't...s-stop...cumming..." she forced the words through gritted fangs and kicked her leg like a proper canine. She was torn between wishing something would dull the sensation and wishing that it would never fade away, and somewhere in the middle, Sarah's fangs were the answer she sought, as they sunk into the scruff at the edge of her neck. "Fuck...o-ohfuck...Sarah, I can feel it...oh God ; I'm swelling!"

Her womb was transformed to fit the rest of her body, but even the heated passage of a wolfess could be overpowered by a greedy alpha...and her womb was pushed to the brink of what it could take.

Beth knew what it meant to feel the slick, gushing warmth of a powerful orgasm inside of her body.

She'd never known anything like the constant, unforgiving throb of a canine cock as it poured strand after strand of cum into her...and she could already feel herself becoming addicted to the sensation, thinking ahead to the next time she'd know it before she'd taken all of the first.

"Good...g-girl..."

It wasn't easy for Sarah to grunt through those words without letting go of the pliable mouthful of scruff that she'd taken, but she wanted to properly applaud her sister's efforts.

Knowing what an incredible amount of seed she could produce on such a short notice, Sarah was genuinely impressed with her sister being able to keep every drop inside for the time being...but no matter how perfect the tie was in the heat of the moment, there was going to be one hell of a mess when the seal was finally broken.

"No doubt in m-my mind that you'll be carrying my first litter in no time...b-but...they could use some other relatives to play with, couldn't they?"

Those words told Beth that her time spent knotted to her sister, no matter how glorious and orgasmic, was coming to an end sooner than she would have liked.

With her neck free to bend, the exhausted beta slumped her cheek to the counter, her tongue spilling a host of drool over the surface as she panted; she was the picture of satisfaction, and in Sarah's household, a heated bitch would never be kept waiting long for the same.

There was still one more in the room to be dealt with, but Sarah wasn't budging from the spot until she naturally relaxed enough to fall back from Beth's stretched, abused cunt.

She wanted to feel a final, gripping kiss from those petals as she departed...and to watch the full, gushing cascade of her excess seed spilling back from her sister's taken body.

Sarah knew she wouldn't have to wait too much longer for the lewd display, but the sight of her mother's body approaching with a slow, knock-kneed gait was enough to turn the tides in Jane's favor.

"You're not really gonna reward her just for watching , are you?" Beth asked, shooting her mother a defiant glare...before turning her gaze back to Sarah with a possessive stare. "After how much she protested before, do you really think she's learned her lesson?"

"It's not always about the lesson," Sarah mentioned. "She's a needy bitch, whether she can admit that or not...and it's my job to make sure that every bitch in the bunch gets what they need, sooner or later."

Pulling back at the slightly softened weight of her cock, Sarah watched the first streak of her seed jettison to the floor. She tried her best to giggle, but in her current state, even the most adorable sounds came with a certain thickness; a gruff overtone was present in her every word and action.

That same rugged nature was forcing her to growl at the back of Beth's ear as she stepped back and to the side, moving around her sister's hip and giving her ass a full, firm swat in the process; to see another streak of ejaculate spray to the floor was an unexpected, but delightful surprise for the lustful alpha.

"Your job is to make sure that our mother is good and ready to be a mother again...and by the look of it...she's just about given up on being anything else," Sarah explained. "She's barely got her sea legs; be a dear and make sure she doesn't collapse on us, hm?"

Beth was eager to please, more than anything: as much as she would have loved to stay in place and let the dribbling mess of her sister pour back down the inside of her thighs for the rest of the morning, she couldn't refuse a task from the leader of her slowly growing pack.

"Another other requests, dear sister?" Beth asked, recapturing her breath a little faster than she realized she could; she still had her own adjustment period to get over, and despite the perception of pop culture, she was fast to find that those changes didn't become natural overnight.

Sarah had plenty of experience; worlds more than her sister and almost as much as her own mother.

She'd be able to get the job done as the alpha, as long as the other members of her pack didn't tear each other to shreds, first.

"Make sure that she's good and ready for the taking by the time I get over there," Sarah instructed. "I'll make sure to take my time...might even watch the show a little bit, if you two feel like giving me your best performance."

If she was able to get over her jealous nature, Beth knew she'd be able to win her sister's greater favor.

With that in mind, she put on a knowing smirk and stood up from the counter, unable to help a pause when the head rush of being so completely and delightfully taken struck her.

"More than happy to welcome mom back into the family," Beth declared, her legs shaking with every step she took. "I just hope she's ready for everything you can throw at her..."

"Trust me, she can handle herself just fine," Sarah confirmed. The alpha sat back against the edge of the counter, smacking Beth's ass once more as the beta slipped past her and blocked Sarah's glorious body from Jane's hungry gaze. "Could probably even take me without transforming, but...what fun is that? It'll be a lot more interesting if she's fertile."

Jane wasn't so old that she wasn't capable of having children anymore; she was far from it, at that, but she already knew how much easier it was to become impregnated when she was acting at the behest of a proper alpha.

Sarah's father was shining through in his daughter's every act: in the same way that he'd claimed Jane as his own all those years ago, he'd passed his lover around to the lesser members of his own pack, letting his wife be used by every werewolf that could get their paws on her for even one blissful moment of passion.

"I can see the appeal," Beth agreed, as she stepped around her mother's dazed expression, wondering if Jane was even conscious enough to see what was happening. "I can feel it, too...can't wait to know what it's like to have a full litter of pups in my belly."

"All in due time, sis...you don't wanna keep our mother waiting when she's been so patient already, do you?"

Jane tried to swallow a lump in her throat, but the channel was so dry that nothing moved, even when Beth stood behind her and pressed the full, larger weight of her breasts into her mother's naked back.

Even the casual brush of a full, thick pawpad against Jane's clit wasn't enough to break her unusual silence, nor was the cup of a paw against the underside of her breast...but every touch was feeding the werewolf that was dormant within her, prompting the last of her humanity to break down...to give itself over to the eager, ravenous beast.

My little girl knows what she's doing, Jane thought. If she wants to breed me...then I want her to...I need her to...

It was a paltry excuse, but one that Jane needed to accept if she was going to get past the last line of her inhibitions.

To see Sarah approaching their bodies was more than enough, but to feel the dripping, still-soaked weight of the alpha's cock against her belly button, jabbing it with a teasing and amorous pressure...

...That was the final nail in the coffin of Jane's purity.

"You really think you've got what it takes, Sarah?"

The alpha wasn't expecting much from her mother, by then: she'd already forced Jane to transform plenty of times, and among them, Jane was resilient, but slightly reluctant...never quite giving herself over to the full enjoyment of the act.

"I think I've made it pretty clear that I do, mother."

"Better prove it one more time if you even wanna think about calling yourself the alpha of this family..."

In her human state, Sarah was still a female, but her transformation gave her the proper tools to breed the other members of her family and get the job done, in a manner of speaking.

What she didn't know was that plenty of female alpha existed, and as she blinked, she could see another one coming back into play, right before her eyes.

"...So, you've got some fight left in you after all, don't you? How exciting..."

From her time with the girls' father, Jane had picked up on plenty of tricks to make her way to the top and stay there, but with Beth holding her so tightly from behind and Sarah pressing into her with a lewd, girthy weight, Jane knew she was only providing bravado.

She'd play it up until she was out of breath, and transforming at such a rapid pace was exhausting , but Jane had plenty more to give. Her form was expanded and coated with fur in a matter of seconds, and Beth found she had to adjust her grip to keep Jane held back, but it was the sensual teasing of her mother's body that kept Jane pliable.

No amount of physical force would have made her bend the knee to Sarah's reign...and Sarah knew it.

"All that blustering about how wrong it is...how we should stop while we still can...and then you find the gumption to transform in less than a minute," Sarah taunted her. "What happened, mother? What caused the sudden change of heart?"

Sarah was lining up her shot already, spitting precum into the softer, shorter fur around her mother's pubic mound. She'd drizzled a full helping of the mess over the sensitive nub of Jane's clit by the time her tapered tip finally kissed the tight, eager part of a canine slit, but that unique shape was already pushing up against her, daring her to take the lead, if she could.

"Just remembering what an incredible lover your father was when I pushed him to the brink," Jane offered a brief, panting explanation, her body being pushed along to an orgasm by the capable paws and throbbing cock of her daughters. "And you've g-got so much of him in you...kinda wanted to s-see how you stack up..."

"Hmph."

Sarah gripped her mother by the hips, stepped into her body and plunged the full length of her soaking cock into the welcoming, eagerly dripping depths ahead...but she was shocked not to hear the chorus of praise that she expected from Jane.

"Any excuse to g-get yourself wrapped around my cock, right?" Sarah continued, offering her mother a defiant grin. "You'll have to let me know how I compare to my old man..."

"He wouldn't have wasted this much energy blustering at me," Jane teased right back, proving herself a capable and worthy adversary. "I can tell you that..."

As much as Sarah was the uncontested alpha, she needed some sanding around the edges; Jane had already accepted her new role in the pack as the one to make her daughter the best alpha she could be.

With Beth holding her from behind and humping into the base of her tail, she couldn't have been prouder of her girls, right then...nor could she have imagined a more blissful way to wake up than being sandwiched between a pair of capable, amorous lovers.

And here I thought you'd left me without a gift, but...the two best gifts in the world have come back home to me, thanks to you, Jane thought, giving her husband a fonder piece of mind than she ever had before. I'll nurture them the best that I can...just the way you would have wanted.

Hips crashed down against her body and rattled away her motherly thoughts; the constant, messy pounding of flesh against flesh appealed to the most carnal nature of Jane's canine thoughts, and her tongue was already hanging over the edge of her jowls as she bounced between the capable grips of her daughters.

Beth was the anchor, keeping her in place so that she could find no relief from Sarah's driving cock...but there was nowhere that Jane would have rather been, right then.

"Would he...h-have kept you pinned like this...a-all morning long...to make sure that one of his loads took?" Sarah asked, grunting with the burden of her effort as she pounded her hips into her own mother, the rapid, canine pace driving her cock further and further until the knot was kissing at Jane's petals.

There was no greater warning than the sudden uptick in pace; Jane knew what was coming, but she was still forced to gasp...and forced to concede that Sarah could be the right alpha for her household, with a little more time.

The moment was frozen for her, as her inner walls were stretched in a way that only her husband had offered before...and the glorious volume of slick, heated cum poured up and into her womb as she stared her daughter down, panting rapidly and struggling to think of herself as anything more than breeding stock.

"...He would have kept going ," Jane declared, giving up the last of her breath for the thought. "Until both of his girls were...r-riddled with pups..."

Advocating for Beth's pleasure was a surefire sign that Jane would be happy to get her daughter's old bedroom setup again: they were going to need the space, when her first litter took...