An Uneventful Day
Daniel was your average 12 year old boy going to your average school and attending the average grade 2 class. His teacher was average, and his classmates were average. He came home to an average home, and an average family; average father of 37, average mother of 33, average sister of 16. It was an average day over all when he came home to his average home and tossed his average back pack into his average living room for average homework at the regular time. He went up his average stairs (13 steps, pity he who fears the number and feels the need to take that double step to avoid it... good for a stretch though) and was going to his average room when he heard his average mother doing something in her own average master bedroom, which she shared with her average husband. When Daniel opened the suitably average door and saw his mother masturbating via the average "two fingers caress the love pocket, one hand fondles the breast", he gave a suitably above average cry of shock.
"Mom! You started without me???"
Average indeed.
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Because you see, such things as what is and what is not average are determined by society. If society says it's average, then so it is. But your society is different than Daniel's. Daniel's society is one that we might call "fanciful", "liberal", or "creepy". It is a society where most of our rules and laws (including some of those pertaining to physics) are non-existent. In Daniel's society, for example, nudity is normal. If you want to wear clothes, you're more than welcomed to. Some choose to, and some choose not to, though it generally depends on the whether. Pert, erect nipples are nice to look at, but the chill required for them is not generally worth it for the ladies, gentlemen, and those in between who sport them.
For those now slightly confused, yes, there are "in betweens". Hermaphrodites to be more precise. They come in various types, whether it be a breastless female (male herm, referred to as a male), or breasted male (female herm, referred to as female. Basically, if it's got boobs, it's a woman. If not, it's a man). Now, these are just the basics, as either can also have both sets of genitalia. In fact, most aspects of one's body may not be the same from one person to the next in Daniel's world. Multiples of various things like heads and genitals are by no means uncommon and having extra sets of other stuff like arms or breasts are likewise not unheard of. Heck, even the term "human" can be stretching it at times. What those in your society know as "furries" (unfortunately restricted only to the imagination and various outlets thereof) make up roughly 50% of Daniel's society. All shapes and sizes they are, and as such follow the same sex guidelines when it comes to "male" and "female".
Daniel's is a very rich world when it comes to culture and such things. Sex is welcome in all aspects, and disease resulting from it is very close to nil, thanks to taking intelligent steps to ridding the world of them. Some illnesses and what not have yet to be dealt with (cancer is still a great bane on a good number of folks, though causes of it are diminishing with time), but you can bet there are leagues of apt scientists on the job.
There are other oddities when comparing yours to Daniel's, but they're either not important enough, or alternately too important to mention right now. Besides, we've got us a hot MILF fingering herself and her son just walked in on her doing it. Only ripe, juicy story-worthy things can come of such a situation. I'll distract from it no longer.
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Daniel's mother -whom it should be noted was a real fox, fur and all (she'd undergone a seemingly spontaneous transformation some five years ago, to which her family reacted to with much joy. She's the only full fur, as the rest are at least mostly human) - smiled lightly. She was too far past the point of no return to stop at the moment. She did her best to communicate to him that she might be a minute.
Soon enough, she'd spilled her slickness on her sheets and was breathing deeply, coming down from that orgasmic high.
"Come here, honey" she said, beckoning her son, "lick the sheets up a bit please. You know how I hate it when the cum hardens in clumps."
"Oh, fine." Daniel said, some what defeated that he'd have to settle for clean up duty rather than being on the front lines, so to speak. He walked over and started lapping at the sweet grey spot on his mother's sheets.
"I'm sorry honey, but a good movie came on." Was his mother's excuse, though he knew she was never any good at waiting for an orgasm when she was perfectly capable of giving herself one. "You know, one of those ones with all the sex and things."
Daniel looked up from his duties and looked her in the eye. "Mom. EVERY movie has sex and things." He shook his head a bit and started trying to wipe some cum up with his fingers to get at it better.
She smiled at him and patted his head. "True enough."
"Can I at least clean you up, too?" He pleaded a bit, noting she hadn't done it herself.
She looked some what surprised and looked down, "Oh, god right ahead. I wasn't aware I'd forgotten to." Daniel clapped a bit and started lapping at her enthusiastically, enjoying the texture contrast between the soft fur and supple skin.
For a minute or so Daniel's mom uttered small noises in response to his eagerness, and as his mouth was busy, neither could talk much anyway. Soon enough, Daniel stood back up and wiped his mouth on his sleeve.
"Good boy," his mother approved, "now I hope that little snack didn't ruin your appetite."
"Pfft, of course not mom!" he rolled his eyes. "We were kind of planning on a whole thing, you know."
"Yeah, I know, I know." She lay back, supporting herself with her elbows. Her tail flopped idly at her side.
"What're we having for dinner, anyway?" Daniel asked.
"Well, I was thinking of having a friend or two of your sister's over for dinner. They do always make great meals..." she thought for a bit, "But I don't know. We've been doing that a lot lately."
"Aww, but Kris' friends are furs! One's even a cow! Come on!!! I've been begging for beef for like... a week!"
"Yes, I know, but too much of a good thing ruins it, and we've kind of been having Brenda for supper at least once every two days this past week."
"Yeah, okay, when you put it THAT way." Daniel folded his arms and rolled his eyes.
"What about one of your father's friends? He could actually bring the guys over and we could have hot dogs. There's an idea."
"Mom, I had my own penis for lunch. It only JUST grew back before I got here." Daniel said in that tone that calls everyone an idiot for not realizing it.
"Fine, fine." She sighed a bit. "What about me, then? Haven't had a fox thigh in a bit."
Daniel thought for a minute before shaking his head.
"Nah, I didn't like that. You only having one leg forced dad to cook, remember? That didn't go so well."
Daniel's mom winced a bit, remembering that. "Oh yeah... I forgot." She said.
"Wait... we haven't had spaghetti in FOREVER." Daniel said, the idea hitting him slowly, but with the force of a small tidal wave.
"Hmmm... now THERE'S an idea." Hi mom nodded. "I've still got plenty of noodles in the cupboard, and we could always one of your sister's breasts for meat."
"Yeah! That's an awesome idea!" If Daniel had had a tail, it would've been wagging.
His mom sat up and put her hands on her knees. "Alright then, we'll have spaghetti. Go tell your sister. And don't expect her to be in the mood for sex before dinner, especially considering she's part of the meal. You know how she is."
"Yeah..." Daniel hadn't actually thought of having a quick, pre-dinner romp with his sister, but now that the idea had been shot down, he wished he had so he could've at least enjoyed it for a second or two.
They both left the room going in opposite directions. Daniel got to his sister's room and opened the door.
His sister, Kris, had very much been inspired by her mother's transformation. She saw what had happened and asked if the same would happen to her. As with all other people, no one knew. Sometimes it did, sometimes it didn't. It was completely random, and there was no choice behind it at all. Kris didn't care, though. Se just loved the idea of not being human. She wanted fur, or feathers, or even scales rather than skin. Above all else, she wanted a tail. She always stared at her mother's after she changed, and subsequently soaked many a chair/couch seat fingering herself over it. About a year ago, on her fifteenth birthday, her parents had given her enough money for some surgery and the first thing she did was get a nice, fluffy raccoon tail. She'd also cloned a third breast as a school project after her original two grew in, but it wasn't as special as that tail. Now she could wag it and swish it and cuddle with it and all sorts of things. Her friends were all so happy for her since they themselves had all been born furs. She'd hung out with them since she was three, so that didn't really matter much. She hadn't noticed until her mother transformed, actually. Sure, her friends had joked about it in a friendly manner, but it hadn't bothered her.
Now, it was like something she hadn't known wasn't there finally just was. She felt she fit in even better with her friends now that she looked a bit more like them.
At that moment, she was laying lengthwise on her bed, propping her head up with a hand. She was watching one of those sex-ed cartoons that came on at 4:30 every day for parents with kids who still didn't know what it was. She always laughed at the bit with the banana. For a second before she realized her brother was there, she shivered. She still wasn't quite used to the whole tail thing, and every time it really clicked in that she had one, she got all excited.
"Hey Kris," She looked over at him when she heard his name. Due to his position, Daniel could now see down his sister's loose T-shirt and was marveling at her cleavage. Her breasts may not have been that big, but having three of them certainly had an affect on people.
"What's up kiddo?" She asked. She had to snap her fingers to get his attention.
"Oh, uh. Oh yeah. Mom says we're having spaghetti for supper and she wanted to use one of your boobs for the meat." His sister's tail started going as soon as he said "boob", and she shivered again a second after.
"Tell mom I'll be right down. I've just gotta get things ready." Daniel nodded and exited the room as Kris was grabbing one of her knives for separating her breast.
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I think it would be best to note right now that people's bodies don't work quite like you'd think they do in Daniel's world. First off, no one has any blood. Nutrients are just spread out through the body via the cells of the body. This is fairly easy since their organs are all simplified, the small intestine being taken out altogether. Instead, they have larger stomachs and more suitably named large intestines. Their bodies are also surprisingly flexible and elastic as far as orifices and such are concerned.
I mention this now because of what Kris and many other people in Daniel's world like doing. You see, they also don't feel pain. Severance of limbs and such are accompanied by a great feeling of pleasure, and they only leave behind a slightly more pinkish area of skin when they come off, much like when your skin peels after a sun burn.
So, in short, when Kris picks up the knife in her room, pokes it down the front of her shirt and neatly begins to cut her centre breast away, it has no ill effect on her at all. In fact, it will have grown back within an hour or so (regrowth of limbs and such improves with age until around 25 when it slowly begins to wane until one's eventual death).
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Daniel went downstairs and went into the living room where his father was watching their big screen TV and idly fondling himself. He was watching a wrestling show where herm women scored points against each other for pinning and penetrating their opponent. More points were awarded for more interesting positions and places of insertion. Rules were simply "No removal of genitalia, and no eye gouging." No other problems had come up yet to make a rule about, apparently.
Daniel's dad's favorite wrestler was currently locked in a rather awkward position that had her bent over backwards so her ass was resting on her head. Her opponent was holding her then and had gone for a basic vaginal penetration in hopes that the interesting position would get her more points.
"Good match dad?"
"Oh indeed." He said, taking his hand off his semi-erect penis to properly gesture along with his words. "The Pink labia was all over the Purple Penis for a while, whipping out a classic Inverted Steamroller anal penetration when the Purple Penis, utilizing her incredibly breast and chest strength managed to flip herself over and reverse the Inverted Steamroller into a regular old Steamroller penetration breaker and nearly tore the Pink labia's dick right off! But, she managed to recover quickly, pivoted left and tried to lock in her signature Omega Labia Lock, but the Purple Penis COUNTERED by dodging right and tripping the Pink Labia, setting her up for this absolutely stunning Table Top vaginal penetration." Daniel was in awe at this point, lost in the vivid images the terms his father was using gave him. He himself was a budding wrestling fan, but he couldn't remember what half the moves were called. He new what a Steamroller and a Table Top were, but he had no idea what the Omega Labia Lock was. It sounded pretty cool, though.
"We cheering for the Pink Labia again dad?" He asked, his hand now in his own pair of shorts (his father only ever wore boxers, mainly because he liked how they felt on him).
"Oh of course, son! She's the best in the business. You just wait; she'll win the next round even if she doesn't come out well in this one."
"She always does, doesn't she?" Daniel asked.
"Yeah, but that's because she's good."
Daniel thought for a moment before asking a question.
"Daddy... is wrestling fake?"
"Only professional wrestling is, son. This stuff's amateur wrestling. Pro wrestling's more about storylines and '7 minute wank-a-thons' anyway. Best to stick with the Am stuff since it's so much more visceral." He shook his head a bit. "Not to mention so much sexier. Oh!" Apparently someone got a good hold in.
By this time Kris had come down and helped her mother grind up her breast and cook it, adding what needed to be added to make spaghetti sauce. Her mom joked that they should've invited a few friends over and threw in an ass cheek to make it a REAL meal, her mom pinching her bare bottom when she did (that T-shirt Kris wore was almost always the ONLY thing she wore. Kris returned with an off hand nipple twist in an attempt to tear it right off, but since it was so off hand, it barely had any affect. Her mother lightly smacked her hand jokingly, scolding her for touching dessert before dinner. Kris liked what that hinted at and gave her mom a bump with her rump, their tails rubbing against each other. They both reacted to this as it did in fact feel quite nice.
In few minutes, everything was ready. The girls called the boys in for the meal and the boys came in and both sat down, portioning themselves out some nice pasta dinner. As they ate, Kris's hand floated down to her crotch and her mouthfuls came fewer at a time as she savored her taste and the thought of what she was doing. Her mother found herself doing roughly the same thing, but more because her daughter was enjoying herself so much.
Daniel and his father were talking about his home work. The school curriculum had just gotten into math, and the teacher was doing everything in his power to use sex to demonstrate things.
"He kept trying to fool us into thinking 1+1=3 because that's how it generally worked out in sex. But come on, we're sixth graders! We learned addition three years ago!"
"What are you guys learning about right now in math, other than incorrect equations via copulation?" his dad asked, chuckling a bit.
"Algebra and stuff. You know, 6+x=12 and all that stuff." He took another mouthful and Kris squeaked a bit, biting her lip.
"Yeah, I remember when we learned algebra. One of my favorite classes, math was. Great incentives for test taking. First person to hand in the test with higher than 80% got a free hand job from the teacher. And she was a lemur, too. Damn she was good with her hands."
He seemed to space out for a second as he chewed his own mouthful of spaghetti and breast meat.
"You teacher do anything like that for you, son?"
"Nah. Besides, he's a guy. I know a hand job's a hand job, but I don't think I'm ready to try guy on guy stuff."
His dead ruffled his hair a bit. "With time, my boy. With time."
"He does let us have sex in class, though." Daniel noted.
"Oh he does, does he?"
"Oh yeah, definitely. He says we learn best when we're having fun. The possum girl who sits beside me let me eat her out today. She tasted neat." He took another mouthful and swallowed it. "I'd have boinked her, but I'd eaten my penis at lunch, so I'd only had a stub to work with at the time. Wouldn't have gone so well."
"Did she do anything to you?"
"No, but she said we could each have one of her butt cheeks for lunch and she'd suck me off in math to return the favor from today."
"Oh, how nice of her." His mom said, licking her fingers off. Kris was breathing hard after having orgasmed at least once during the meal.
Daniel finished his drink and burped realizing he was done eating, as were the others. There was still some left, but that was for tomorrow's supper.
"So, why don't we all go in and watch a movie while Danny does his homework?" Daniel's father suggested. Everyone agreed that that would be a good idea.
"Then can we have... dessert?" Kris looked at her mom and winked. Her mom winked back and gave her husband a look. He grinned and nodded, and the kids cheered.
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They all watched a good movie together (one of those ones with the sex and those other things) and they all generally had a good time. Once all that was done and Daniel's homework was finished, they all went up to the master bedroom for a little "dessert".
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They all went in and immediately undressed. The two girls got up on the bed and flagged their respective tails, showing off their good bits.
"Can I have mom tonight dad?" Daniel asked, "We kind of had a something planned right after school, but she got impatient on me."
"Sure, son, go ahead." His dad smiled. "Now that your sister's extra boob's back, I've been aching to give it another munch-munch, hehehe." He grinned in a mock evil way and Kris giggled.
"Come on Daniel, hug mommy's bum." His mom wiggled her bottom a bit and he crawled up to do just that. His dad instructed for Kris to roll over so he could lie on top of her, missionary style and play with her that way. She did so, and the fun got underway.
Daniel was rubbing his face between his mom's furry butt cheeks and was enjoying her musk. He rubbed his nose up under her tail and just loved the feeling of her flesh reacting to his movements. She herself loved the attention he was giving her back door. She accidentally let a fart slip which surprised Daniel a bit, but he just giggled and sniffed at it. She didn't smell bad at all, especially when he was in the mood.
Daniel moved down and stuck his nose right inside his mom's now wet folds, getting his face all soaked with her juices. He licked it quite liberally and made a good effort of wiggling his tongue around for extra effect. He brought a hand in to play with his mom's clit, enjoying the sounds she made when he did. Using just these methods (and the occasional insertion of a few fingers in an attempt to rub up against that sweet spot a few times) he managed to make his mother cum. He made sure he was ready for it with an open mouth and lolling tongue to catch any that might miss his mouth. This having been down, he stood up and lined his now hard dick up with his mom's slick hole and started pumping her.
Beside them, Kris and her dad were wiggling together in the throws of passion. Kris was rubbing her tail as best as she could in this position and her father was employing both hands and his mouth to occupy all three of her breasts. He'd already gotten her to climax once with this tactic, but he wasn't quite there himself yet, so he decided to keep doing it. Once he came he'd switch up his game to give her another before deciding whether or not to do something interesting for another of his. His rhythm was fairly regular, and he was getting quite near to cumming. There was no worry about impregnating his daughter since he'd gotten "fixed" after having his daughter. And his son was too young to develop any proper sperm, so there were no worries there either.
As predicted, he came good and hard in his daughter's snatch, and she indeed came along with him. Realizing this he figured he'd forgo the recovery time and try something he knew his daughter would like. He told her to turn over and show him her pucker, so she did. He then took her by the base of the tail and began prodding her tail hole with two of his fingers. He probed a bit before diving them into her cunny to get them slicked up and ready for full insertion. Kris was arching her back downwards and pressing her chest against the bed, moaning in delight. She absolutely loved it when he did this. Ever since she'd gotten the tail, her father would always pay such wonderful attention to it during sex.
He poked his fingers into her ass and buried them deep. He pumped them in and out with a good rhythm. As he got further along, he started adding fingers. Eventually everything was so slick and she was so stretched that he was almost literally punching her colon with his fist. He was easily burying himself in up to his elbow. At this point he pulled up on his daughter's tail and she took this as her cue to take a new position. This was something they'd done before, so she needed little else to tell her what to do. She stood on her feet and straightened her legs, then rested her head between her feet and put her weight on her shoulders, allowing her to bend her legs and get her bottom back into a better position for her dad. He kept his arm inside her through the whole thing, but took the opportunity the position gave him to slip his erect member into her mouth. She sucked on it greedily, loving the taste of her father's cum. He pounded on her, and she sucked on him, creating an almost symbiotic, circular motion.
Daniel was taking cues and ideas from his father and had seen that move on TV earlier. He asked his mom if she could do it, and eventually she was basically sitting on her own head, tail draped down in front of her face. Daniel noted this and did what he could to move it, but his mom just said no and took it off altogether. She through it to the side and just said she'd grow another one back. Daniel nodded and stood up, slipping his erect pole into her sopping hole. He'd almost came doing his mom the other way, but he got this idea and figured he'd give it a shot instead. His mom was actually quite turned on by the position and was fondling her own breasts. Daniel's semi-experienced thrusting was doing him wonders, but his mom was in need of something more. Taking a hint from her husband, she reached up to play with her own rather lose backdoor. Having an extensive collection of plugs and such, she was immediately able to fit her fist in, and was getting as much behind it as she could. The feeling of her furred forearm rubbing against the walls of her anus was an incredible sensation, and it was just enough to put her over the edge when her son blew his own load in her honey hole.
Kris was in a blissful state, he father's arm buried half way between should and elbow, and he was giving a good (but not TOO good) yank on her tail with each pounding. The friction on her pucker, the length and width of the object in her ass, and the delicious pre on her tongue was a wonderful trifecta of wonderment. Her father was just in it for her pleasure mostly, and the dick in the mouth bit was just because he figured he could go for another burst himself.
Out of no where though, he gave a really GOOD tail yank, coupled with a nice hard first thrust. This nailed Kris with a euphoric blast and she came, clenching her teeth hard. The unexpected sensation of having his cock severed entirely drove her father over the edge and beyond, and her face was suddenly covered in cum as the hole left behind squirted his defunct seed on her. She did what she could with her tongue, but she was pretty beat, effort wise, not to mention she still had his dick in her mouth. She swallowed it whole and he withdrew his arm, allowing her to flop back and do what she needed to do.
Daniel and his mom were already at the cuddle and clean phase, each licking the other clean. When Kris and her father lay down together and did the same, they all just sat there for a minute before anyone said anything. It was only when Daniel's mother noticed her husband's lack of hardware that anything really needed to be mentioned.
"So, she bit it off again?"
"Oh yeah and DAMN... I never get tired of that. I never see it coming either. It's weird, really."
"Yeah dad, we've done this stuff enough times that you SHOULD know by now what your daughter does during sex." Kris's mom said.
"True, I've done it with her plenty of times. You as well. But you don't bite as much... you do get a bit flatulent though." He scrunched his face up a bit.
"Oh come on dad, it's not like that's a BAD thing," Daniel piped up. His dad chuckled a bit.
"Yeah, you're right. I've always liked your smell honey."
"And I yours, dear."
Everyone was silent again for a bit as they all cuddled in together.
"So, time for bed?" no one liked this idea. This would mean the kids would have to leave and go to sleep.
"Why don't we just sleep in here tonight, dad?" Kris was idly tweaking a nipple or two.
"... yeah, I wouldn't have a problem with that. Would you dear?" He asked his wife.
"No, not at all." The kids cheered.
"So that settles it. We snuggle until we fall asleep... or, we touch and fondle each other while snuggle, and THEN we fall asleep."
"I think I like that second idea better." Daniel said, pinching his mom's bottom.
"Good point. I'm not really that tired anyway." His dad said. And in fact, none of them were. They went on like that well into the night, switching partners and all that good stuff. Daniel really liked exploring his sister's extra assets, and he especially loved the feeling when he rubbed his face in them. He always liked rubbing his face in things, but that was just a quirk he had. Much like Kris's fondness for her and her mother's tails.
But, in a society like Daniel's... really, they were all just average.