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The Depths of Depravity…

Part Three

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by Growly

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Kate drank in the sight of the coyote orgasming, how he was unable to control himself. In that moment, he broke a little more and Kate was fully confident that, one day, Oliver would see himself as the bitch he truly was. She had not chosen him specifically to be a mated coyote to his sister, after all, for no reason. Nothing she did was by coincidence, everything deliberate. But the shuddering of the coyote's flanks and how Oliver tried to look away but simply couldn't, forced to take in how his pussy gripped his father's body as if it wanted more, too much even for her. She let out a breathy gasp, eyes alight, and not even the coyote turning a half-hearted growl on her was enough to get Kate to back off. She'd faced down far, far more powerful beasts than a mere coyote. He did not scare her.

Drawing Matt back out by his tail, Kate smirked, holding the gasping lizard before her. He heaved and gasped, dragging air into his lungs, for there clearly had not been nearly enough in the coyote's vaginal vent for him. Not that Kate cared, for she would have easily been able to pull out the lizard before any true harm came to him. All when she had big plans left for Matt and his family.

“Oh dear," she said, a hand to her cheek while she held the gasping, struggling lizard before her. “Was that hard to do? Did you struggle?"

She feigned concern while the lizard hissed, wriggling more strongly back and forth as the fresh air in his lungs brought him back to his usual strength.

But Kate didn't even give Matt a chance to regain himself, not as she shoved the glass lizard into the coyote bitch's mouth as if her muzzle was just another toy too, eyes glaring with dark intent.

“Lick her clean," she instructed, her words sharp and clear, the kind of words that could not be mistaken for anything else. “All of it, suck her clean. I don't want a drop of your juices left on this glass lizard!"

Matt trembled, but the coyote, miraculously enough, obeyed Kate's whim. Matt didn't know what had been done or said when he had been inside Oliver, but maybe it was enough to ensure that his wife did not face further terror. Still, the slippery glide of Oliver's coyote tongue over his body was unpleasant, wet, even if it did clean some of the juices and gunk from him. Never had Matt felt as dirty as he did then, saliva clinging to his female body, ropes of stickiness pouring from him, though it did not make him feel any cleaner at all.

And it was even worse when he was forced into the coyote's mouth, Oliver whining as he was forced to use that long, flexible tongue more directly, lashing and curling it up against his body. Matt shuddered, but no amount of squirming and hissing was getting him out of there, for opening his mouth only let the coyote's slimy saliva into his own mouth. And that was very much not something that he wanted mixing in there!

The coyote bitch's lips closed around Matt and he trembled as he was sucked clean with a slippery pop, Kate pulling him back out. Yet that was no relief as he was pinned to the table and a sharp prick in his back heralding an injection that had him flinching in the slight yet stabbing pain.

“Quiet now…"

Kate moved on quickly to inject Piper too, taking the male coyote by the scruff of his neck, though she did not put up anywhere near as much resistance as she could have. Maybe it was the surprise or something else, but Kate did not mind as she stood back to watch the results of her serum.

“Oops, can't forget you…"

The male glass lizard, Hudson, had tried to slither away under a side table, but Kate was too quick for him, jabbing him with the same needle that had been in Piper, giving him a dose too. Of course, in line with what she wanted to be done, Matt had received a different dose, being the only female in the injected trio. Just to show how he could be broken further, left with his mind intact to see the horror of his family's actions.

“Now… You won't be in control of yourselves anymore," Kate explained loftily – not that she needed to as Piper squirmed and rolled her hips, her sheath plumping up as her cock slid out once more. “You don't need to be. All this will do, for the males, is make the urge to mate…mmm…irresistible. It's much more technical than that, but you don't need to know all the details, you wouldn't understand. But you won't be able to hold back from mating, rough and primal, taking your mates, again and again, until there is no way that they will not finish this night without an egg or a cub in them. Isn't that ideal? To let go of the need to think… Oh, your minds will still be intact, of course, and you can think. You just won't be in control of those primal urges."

Kate's attention turned to Matt as she dropped Hudson, the other glass lizard, on the table next to his father.

“You… Oh, that was just a serum to enhance your fertility. Sometimes can be so tricky to get an egg right away and, really, I have no patience. So, we'll get a nice clutch of eggs from you from this first mating and see what further serums you need from there."

Matt hissed, horrified and yet whipping his head back and forth, Piper pacing in a circle as if she was trying to hold back her need even there. He wanted to bite her and even forgot about his wife – at least until Kate distracted him while she was waiting for the serums to do their thing.

Grabbing a second terrarium, one that Matt had been too caught up in his own debasement to notice, Kate smirked and laughed aloud as she picked up one, two and then three cockroaches total. Even though she had implied that nothing would be done to Stacey if they complied with her depraved wishes, Kate had never said that she wouldn't do anything to the roach. And she must have been so lonely in there, yes, leaving the transformed male roaches – some of her other experiments that had been broken and twisted, primed for such depravity – to flood the female.

“See, she would have been so lonely in there…"

Kate cooed, but didn't let Matt get away as the roaches surrounded his wife, grabbing the lizard and forcing his head into the terrarium, making him watch as the first cockroach scrambled over his wife. He couldn't see quite how it was all happening, but his wife's frenzied scrambling, the bristling wave of her antennae, told him all that he needed to know as she was raped by her worst fear. The cockroaches climaxed quickly, leaving no outward evidence of their ejaculation, but he supposed that must have been normal for bugs, a sick twist of revulsion shuddering through his body.

“They'll mate with her for as long as I leave them in there with her," Kate said aloud as the second grappled with Stacey, forcing her to submit while she clicked and scrabbled. “They'll take her, roughly, hard… Oh, it doesn't matter to them, they're prey to cockroach needs. And Stacey will be aware of everything."

He hissed, unable to do anything, helplessly drowning him. Yet Matt could not be dragged under as the third roach took his wife, wings fluttering, settling against her to breed, to take what was needed in the cockroach way of life.

Forcing Matt to watch his wife being fucked by roach after roach was one thing, but she had the others to take care of too, even if they would be more than able to satisfy their own needs soon enough. Taking Hudson in her other hand, she yanked him in, though the lizard's eyes were already glassy with need. It was quite clear that the glass lizard was not in control of himself as he hissed and writhed, the little dark slits of his nostrils puckering and pulling, but she would see him right soon enough, yes. Pressing his nose to the female's cloaca, his father's cloaca, she forced him to see exactly what it was that he needed, a good sniff slipping into his nasal passages and deeper still.

She loved to watch them break, though Hudson struggled, clearly fighting it. Oh, how she often wished that she had a window into the minds of her victims… She would have loved to see the beauty of them crumbling, that point where her serum pushed them over the edge. Sure, what she put in the darts was potent enough to see to it that they would eventually breed, but her serum sped it up, ensuring that they broke more swiftly, that she got to take in every wicked detail.

He fought and fought, all while the cockroaches went at his very own mother in the terrarium under him, though Kate doubted that Hudson could even focus on that with the scent of a female glass lizard in his nostrils. That was for Matt's viewing pleasure, ultimately, as the cockroaches continued to furiously mate with Stacey, fucking her rampantly, making her dirtier and dirtier, warping her mind with her phobia.

Eventually, however, Hudson could not hold back for a moment longer as he gave in. Matt hissed as his son wrapped around him, squirming and twisting, but it only served to squeeze them both even more tightly together as Hudson's shaft eased forth from his cloaca and penetrated his cloaca.

It drove deep as the buck and writhe of the glass lizards' bodies did the work for them. Matt froze, stiffening in shock, though that didn't hurt it at all for Hudson, who took his chance, his mind forced into the back of his consciousness by the serum, pumping and letting his shaft penetrate deeply. Kate smirked, holding the glass lizards with one hand, glad that she only had two others to take care of. The terrarium was set on the edge of the table and she half-crouched to drag the male coyote to her. Piper snarled, but it had no bite to it as the pink of her throbbing cock, once again, made itself known.

“Come now, take a good sniff…"

Oliver's pussy had left a puddle of female arousal on the floor, the hard floorboards nicely putting it on display. It took little effort at all on Kate's part to drag Piper's nose down into the puddle, smearing it onto her muzzle, soaking her fur, forcing her to take in all the needy, lustful pheromones that were tangled up in the liquid arousal of a coyote bitch.

“That's it… Take it all in…"

Oliver trembled not far away, but the coyote's hind legs were a little spread and braced, the little bitch confused by the lust racing through her, the horniness and instinct that locked her in place. And all his sister would need was a moment to get on top of him, Piper whining as she fell a little lower and frantically lapped at the dribbled juices on the floor. However, the puddle of liquid arousal was rapidly reducing under Piper's desperate laps. Only then would she know that she had to use that cock of hers to breed her brother, to fill Oliver's tight pussy…

To make things easier for herself, Kate carefully tucked the lizards down into the terrarium as they furiously mated, and took it in one hand. They wouldn't be left in there, no, not to disturb the roaches, but it made it better for the whole family to be together as she lowered the cockroach terrarium to the ground.

There. Now, they could all be together, the coyotes able to have an up-close view of all that was going on, though Kate swiftly retrieved the lizards from the terrarium. Holding them at the edge so that their heads were thrust inside, she laughed at how their tails curled around and around one another, as if all they wanted was to be with each other, forever and always. Wouldn't that have been a sweet thought?

“Look, Matt," she crooned, though Matt was busy watching his wife get fucked by the roaches, while his cloaca was plundered with a cock that was perfectly designed for it. “Look how Piper is going to fall… Oh, it's beautiful, truly, so seductive…"

Matt hissed, though he was so busy with his son's cock in his cloaca that he could barely think about anything else, the embarrassment, the plunder of his body as a female. But Kate could take everything in as the male coyote, finally, lost control.

Oliver whined as his sister pushed over him, though he was a bitch ripe to be fucked, his pussy drooling and dripping. He must have been affected by the pheromones in the air too, though it was not as if she couldn't inject him with a serum too, just to make him extra fertile, maybe even with more coyote kits per litter then. That would be something special for Oliver to look forward to, yes!

But Oliver languished there as his sister mounted him and pushed over his back, the poor coyote bitch frozen in place for her sister's pleasure. Piper nipped and bit at her, pupils dark and dilated, though Kate had seen it many times over before just how the male could not resist the lure of his cock, driving into the bitch with a wet, lewd slurp. Oliver howled and ducked his head, but his pussy was already being stretched and plundered, leaving him tucked in against his sister while Piper thrust and thrust, breeding the smaller bitch as if she only felt breeding need and true breeding need coursing through her.

“Yes… Take her!"

Kate egged them on, though the coyotes could not hear her anymore as Piper pinned her brother, the slop of her cock driving into a pussy that was most certainly plump and ready for her filling the room. She growled, lips pulling dangerously back from her teeth, but there was no one there that would dare take her bitch away, no, not when Oliver was ripe for the taking.

Piper's brother, after all, would have to get used to his new role in life sooner or later, his pussy stretched and succulent around her cock. The coyote's balls swung and throbbed with every thrust as if Piper was trying to put on a show for everyone, her yips and growls even catching Matt's attention, though Hudson was too caught up in breeding fervour to even realise that there were others around him. Perhaps, in all honesty, he was one of the lucky ones.

Matt hissed and twisted, but he couldn't get free of his son, not even as pleasure shot through him. Hudson simply had too tight of a grip on him with his whole body, the glass lizards entwined as if they were lovers. Kate nudged the terrarium under the mating coyotes to catch any drippings of their furtive, brutal liaison, letting the lizards see just what was happening, from the up-close shot of the coyote's dick sinking into the bitch's pussy to the chirping and frantic waving of Stacey while she was taken in fear, repeatedly.

Just a nightmare… An endless nightmare. A nightmare that Matt would never wake up from. There was too much going on, all at once, for his mind to lock onto any one thing, his sex so tight around his son's cock that he barely even knew what to think. He'd never even thought that that part of his body, even when Kate had poked him with her finger while he had still been transforming, could be that tight, yet he felt every millimetre of the glass lizard's dick in excruciating detail. There was no escaping it as it strayed deep, the twist and writhe and buck of his son's body doing all the work that was needed, not a typical kind of thrust.

For all it would turn out that Hudson needed would be a hot, tight body to sink into, letting animal instinct, through the serum, overpowering him. Desperately, Matt tried to take his mind away from the fact that he was being bred, that his cloaca was filled and the serum, surely, too would render him pregnant with an egg – or eggs. How did that even work? Though he didn't want to look into the terrarium either, not as the roaches scraped over one another, his wife subjected to their endless rape, the coyotes dragging his attention.

He could barely even believe that it was Piper there before him, the coyote thrusting rampantly, pink tongue lolling out, her pants filling the air. That was, of course, if the slop of her driving prick slamming into Oliver's pussy had not already made the sloppy wetness of their sex overwhelming. Matt quivered, though his body should not have felt as warm and as tingly as it did in watching such a scene. He was the one that Kate wanted, he was sure of that, but she was taking far, far too much pleasure in brutalising and torturing the rest of his family too.

If he had had his voice, he might have been able to beg Kate to stop, to do something, anything, to stop their torture from progressing. If he had had his voice, he could at, at the very least, told his family just how much he loved them.

But he didn't. All he could do was watch as the coyotes fucked, Oliver bracing, dipping his torso to the hardwood flooring so that his backside was shoved high against Piper. Piper yowled, thrusting harder, knot swelling, though she kept going until it was sealed within her brother's tight sex. Oliver might not have had any words either, but there was clearly a sick part of the coyote bitch that was enjoying it too.

In a strange way, that was something that Matt could relate to, his cloaca feeling oddly slick and wet, even though it was clearly to a much lesser extent than Oliver's pussy. The body had to respond to penetration like that, even though it was very much unwanted, turning non-consensual sex into something more twisted, more confusing, even more lustful. The mind and the body collided and Matt hissed weakly, as if he simply didn't have the breath in his lungs to say more. Of course, his hisses went ignored, the lizards fucking in Kate's hand as if they didn't have any observer there at all.

It wouldn't have mattered anyway, not as the cockroaches fucking rampantly, protruding briefly into his wife for their brief, frantic mating sessions. He could see that more clearly by that point, how they raped her and moved on, seemingly endless in their energy. Never having had reason to go into the biology of cockroaches, Matt feared that they truly could go on forever in mating, seeing only a female to be impregnated to further their species.

Even if he had had words though, he would not have told Stacey that. He would have done everything that he could have to spare her that horror, to protect her from everything that was going on. If he had had the ability to take the male cockroaches instead of her, despite how disgusting that would have been, he would have done so. For that was just how deep his love for his wife ran, flowing deep, his life force, the energy that kept him going through every day.

Piper, however, could not stop herself from fucking Oliver. Kate smirked, watching how her hips spread up and up, slamming inside, her knot inflating enough at the base of the coyote's cock that she couldn't pull out again. That was easier and more natural, of course, than trying to cram a swollen knot inside a bitch, so Oliver didn't know quite how easy Piper had made that for him, not even then. The coyote struggled on top of the bitch, her cock tied with her, though Oliver didn't seem to mind even as he yowled and rubbed his muzzle submissively against the ground, losing control, moment by moment.

Kate hummed to herself. Hm… So, it seemed that the serum, inadvertently, through the males into the females, had a secondary effect. For she'd never quite seen a bitch fall like that before, not without the addition of her serum. Or perhaps it was the case that Oliver was just well-primed for such treatment. Either way, she would find out.

It was her pleasure, however, to watch Piper's hips speed up, sloppily breeding Oliver until they couldn't hold back anymore. Piper howled as she climaxed, filling her brother with spurt after spurt of virile seed. Oliver could only slump down, the male on top of him, though their sexes were not the same as their genders still, confusing everything. He whined, his sex tight, too tight, around Piper's cock, though he had nowhere to go to get away from it, not as he was filled, seeded full.

The lizards hissed, closer and closer to their high. Kate smirked.

They had to wait, for the coyotes' tie to soften, but that only gave the glass lizards a chance for bliss. Hudson hissed as Matt tried to butt him away with his head, but there was no stopping the male as he twined and twisted his way to bliss, their heads still level with the coyotes' sex.

Spurts of cum, smaller but still every bit as virile as Piper's, filled Matt's cloaca, sealing the deal, even if the glass lizard did not pull out. Oh no, he was far from done with the fertile female that he had found and Hudson stayed deep as seed trickled out around his cock, the join of their bodies at their cloaca lips. Matt hissed out in a raw, broken cry as his cloaca pulsed strangely, tightening and then loosening again, though it did not feel as if anything had changed.

He was forced to take it all as Hudson bred him, fucking him ruthlessly. For that was no longer his son, not then, not in that moment, not as the coyotes wriggled before them both. Hudson was, right then, just another glass lizard, another virile male that wanted to spread his bloodlines and do what instinct and nature bid him to do.

Eventually, the coyotes were able to separate, Piper's cock softening enough and her eyes returning a little to her usual brightness. She drew back, lower jaw slack as if in horror, though no one would ever truly know what was going on in her mind, whether she accepted the true vileness of what she had done to her very own brother. A mix of sexual juices oozed from the bitch's strained sex into the roaches below, dripping and drooling into the terrarium. Bar cleaning themselves furtively of the mess, the roaches kept going, barely even pausing in their rampant mating.

Matt panted, jaws held open in a symptom of stress, though his body was sore, Hudson plunging into him again, climaxing once more. Yet it didn't seem to matter, not even then, staring at the dripping, stretched sex of Oliver, the coyote bitch. It was just one more reminder that things would never be the same, not ever again, their lives changed and transformed, physically and mentally, beyond anything that they could have ever dreamed up in their worst of nightmares.

Yet the worst was yet to come as Kate, once again, proved that she could always things of something worse, so much worse, for them to do, Hudson fucking his father once more, wriggling and hissing. With the lizards in the palm of her hand, she closed her fingers around them, holding them tightly, the coyote's tail already nicely hiked up for her.

“In you go!"

The lizards, twisted together tightly, were the perfect fit for a sloppy sex that could be stretched even further, fed into Oliver's cunt as the coyote shuddered and whined, though stayed in place. Kate licked her lips, needing more, needing to see how far they could be broken, though she had only just gotten started. Oliver trembled, though he was already obedient and she liked that: it would make it all the easier to bend the rest of the family to her will, if one was already that easy to warp.

Matt gasped and heaved, straining to breathe. Tucked inside the coyote's sex, he wriggled frantically against his son, though Hudson was only intent on breeding him. The stretch of the wet sex around them was immense, more so than Oliver had been when she'd been being fucked, forcing them to writhe and twirl inside him.

The hot grip of a cunt like that could not be ignored for any manner, however, coyote cum coating them and oozing out even around them and the tight fit they made within Oliver's pussy. Little did they know that Kate was going to change things even further for them. Even when their minds were locked in the moment, forced to take the full extent of their horror and use, unable to even consider that, then and forevermore, worse would be coming.

It was one of Kate's best tricks, to break her victims like that. She smirked, watching the lizards twirl and twirl, though there was surely an orgasm for the females in it too, if she knew what their bodies could do just right.

Kate laughed, her time there up. It would be so much more fun to play with them all when she was home, when she had the full extent of her laboratory and equipment to use, just to see them broken and abused and debased. For what she had done there, so far, that day was by no means the full extent of it – and they would all see that soon.

Grabbing the coyotes by the scruffs of their necks, still with the lizards inside, she loaded them into a single kennel, shoved into the back of the hire car.

“You'll have each other for company in there!"

Yet Matt could only weekly hiss within Oliver's pussy, still being mated by his son, Hudson, the other glass lizard's eyes glazed over with breeding, mating fervour. Sometimes, even that was too much for someone, even a transformed man, to overcome, the lizards twisting around and around, tied together with their own bodies, as the pulse of the coyote's pussy around them set them off.

For there was no holding back, not as it seemed that all three climaxed at the same time. The sensation of a hot, wet pussy, perhaps no longer as tight, squeezing around Matt was too much as the glass lizard thrust into his body, driving deep, filling his female one with seed. Hudson twisted with a hiss that, somehow, managed to come out as lustful, pressing against his father with even greater need, though he had to have known what would come of his seed flowing deep into his father's pussy.

There was more to come, the coyote's sex slickening around them to such an extent that they slipped and slithered back and forth. Really, it was only the twining of Hudson around him that kept him deep inside Oliver's cunt, the pounding of the glass lizard's cock filling his cloaca, again and again, driving the point home. It was with a sick twist of realisation, despite his own orgasm, that Matt realised, really, that he was going to lay eggs, that he had been bred by his son and there was nothing more that could be done.

Outside Oliver's pussy, the male coyote, Piper, could only cower and shake her head helplessly, watching it all happen before her. The coyote whined and pawed at her brother, even though her cock was out and hard and throbbing even then, her body not understanding that she wasn't supposed to be turned on by the sight of a bitch's pussy. And yet Kate laughed at her when she leaned forward and tried to pull the lizards out again when they did not emerge, tugging gently at them with her teeth.

“Oh, you know, do you?" Kate taunted her. “You know that they're stuck, that your father has been bred by your brother? Is this the moment of mental clarity, dear Piper, that you hoped for?"

Piper growled and shook his head, but, really, that didn't bother Kate. She was only there to watch as she had them trapped in the kennels, Piper grunting as she grabbed at the lizards, helping them out as they fell to the ground with a wet plop. Their sides heaved, coming back to themselves again after mating fervour, and Kate propped her chin on her hand with a small smile as she watched the display.

“Do you smell that, Piper?" She teased, circling a finger in the air to elaborate on what she was saying. “The scent of your bitch, her heat curling around you… Oh, you need it, you crave it. You need that pussy more than you need air right now. The bitch's smell will linger, Piper, and you'll find yourself getting hard, even at night, craving her. And you'll take her too, of your own accord, making her fat and plump with coyote kits."

Piper trembled and pulled back and away from Kate, but still licked her face, tongue slurping along the side of her muzzle. For the scent and taste of Oliver, the bitch coyote, still lingered there, thick and tangy, reminding her just what the lizards had come out of. Kate smirked as Piper whined and pawed at her muzzle, throwing her abuser and torturer a truly furious look, though it was not as if she could do anything about it.

The lizards twined together, around and around, the male's shaft still driven into the cloaca of the female. Clearly, Hudson was far from done with his father… That was the effect of breeding, after all, drawing and driving one to such lows of depravity that one could so very rarely come back from it.

“Now, and your mother for company…"

Kate opened the kennel door only enough to slide the cockroach terrarium inside too, the family sharing in one another's misery.

For she knew that, even though their human minds, broken and shuddering in the aftermath, were in control again, no longer taking a backseat to pheromone and drug-fuelled passion, it would not be long before the males fell prey to their mating urges once more. Kate smiled, surveying them proudly, glad that she had been able to capture them all, not even losing the slippery glass lizard, Hudson, who had been so quick to slither to the side of the room. If he had been smarter, he might have been able to get himself somewhere far away, but, well, that wasn't going to be something that bothered Kate. Not when she had them all in her grasp there.

“You won't be long for this peace," she told them, though Piper's ears flicked back and forth as if the coyote was defying her, even then – not that Piper had much bite in her, her cock already protruding from her sheath again. “Think of all that lust in you, being driven mad with your mating urges, breeding need… It'll come to you, again and again, forcing you to mate with the females, to fill them, to do all kinds of wicked things to them. You wouldn't want to hold back from that, oh no. And you won't."

Piper snarled and Hudson disengaged from his father, the glass lizard hissing, eyes dark with a reptile's intent. Kate only smiled.

“Say what you like to me," she said flippantly, checking that the portable kennel door was secure. “This is your life now. You might as well get used to it."

For Kate had far more planned for them back at her laboratory. Funnily enough too, that was exactly where she was going to take them, all under the cover of darkness as she got away with kidnapping yet another innocent family…

Well, she was rather good at it, after all.

To be continued in part four…

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