A quiet week at home, hopefully

Spring seems to come at random times every year, sometimes it's a week earlier than the year before, sometimes it's a week later, sometimes it feels like it didn't come at all until you hear a magnificent chorus of sneezes and ads for pollen allergy and whatnot. Then, sometimes, all of a sudden, when you least expect it, there is a day that aligns with the 'official' date that you see on the calendar, if you're so damn old-fashioned that you still have one of those paper thingies you hang on walls. Damn waste of paper when you could see everything on phone or computer. Still, mom had one plastered on the wall of the kitchen, old as fuck and fucking old too, 1989, best year for pumpkins if you trusted Dorothy the fat badger on the cover. Maybe that was why spring never seemed to align… I was looking at an almost forty year old calendar my mother very clearly had put there to mask an old stain she couldn't remove without repainting the whole room and damn, they didn't make that pink anymore anywhere in the country or online, and so, calendar. I loved it.

I love spring too: clean air, longer days, weather that is cold as an icicle in the morning when you wake up, the one that gets you the perkiest of nipples under the pyjamas and makes you shiver, then it's sweat-under-the-armpit-like-a-swamp hot, then cold again in the evening. Lovely, right? I'm not that sensitive to change, I can go from one end to the other without complaining too much, my sister and dad though, not so much actually, even if I do get the same cold nipples as her. I'm also not allergic at all, saving me the hassle of buying the two hundred boxes of tissues others need and all that shit they recommend on tv. But… there is one thing that I do not like about spring, just one little and gigantic detail.

“Mom!"

“What?"

“I'm in heat!"

Fuck. There it is: the one bad thing. Heat season. Now, not all girls get theirs at the same time, not all are synchronized, not all are bad but damn, they start somewhere in spring for a great many females, most of all, my sister… and me. So, colour me surprised when I woke up, tired already and for no reason and with the hardest boner I had in weeks, sheets more than damp in two goddamn spots. My nightmare. I was heated, flushed, hard, swollen, smelly and angry, surprised too, mix a little surprise in and it's an amazing way to start the day.

“Crap."

“Honey, your sister's got her things…" The door to the room I called mine opened all of a sudden, flooding it with light and clean air as a woman in her fifties, old but not that old, still going strong to the gym and doing her couple miles every two days but still oh, so soft and warm, despite the clear lack of fur or scale of any kind. “And… you've got them too…" I didn't hear a sigh, thank god, but I did feel she wasn't that happy too.

“Sorry."

“It's not like you can control your body Nyla." This time there was a soft huff and then she strode in, braving her way through the lair of the soon-to-be horny monster that I was and then opened the curtains till the light doubled in intensity. I groaned and pulled what little cover I had and freed my feet from the safety of the sheets, talons out in the air and scales a faded green as per usual, nothing new there. “Ny, please, get up."

“I'm already up."

“I wasn't referring to your penis dear. Come on…" The gust of air that was coming in from the open windows didn't help me in making me feel like getting out of the bed right now but mom wouldn't hear anything that was against her orders and so she kindly hit the soft spot I had, or rather, the hard one.

“Moooooom…" She always found this way to make me feel horrible and cringe inside while laughing as she hadn't just commented on the two feet of dick standing high above my crotch and making a tent of my sheets. “Please don't, it's already bad as it is." And she couldn't smell it at all, which was even worse. Humans… lucky sons of bitches, well, not really but I did envy them. “Five more minutes?" There it was, the Sigh. “Please?"

“Fine, I'll give you five, but then you come down for breakfast, ok?" A finger was pointed at me and then touched my snout, tip to fingertip and pushed against the scales cluttered there. “I know school's closed but try not to stay in bed all day." She got a grunt and a moan as answer, more I didn't feel like giving, I had already lost everything as far as dignity went when she commented on my dick like it wasn't the most prominent part of me aside from, well, the scales and six feet something of height. “Get your ass off the bed, now!" The slap on my snout came very, very out of the blue and startled me enough to jerk the entirety of my body off the bed and onto the floor, mostly: half of me, the half with the head and tits, was down, the other half, hips, legs and dick, all on the bed.

“Thanks mom, I really needed that to wake up." The kiss was more expected, right on my left cheek

“You're welcome."

She closed the door behind her when she got out of my room at least, something worthy of praise just as much as me getting up on my own which I didn't, so I guess it was a morning leaning more on the 'horrible' side of the spectrum than anything else. As if on cue, that fucker I had between my legs twitched and sprayed the whole of my face with pre, one, two, three shots all in a couple of seconds and all over me, tits included and then it stopped.

“Traitor…" I looked beyond the wrist sized pole of meat staring at me and beyond the swollen balls I had, right where what little of feminine I had, tits excluded. “You fucker, you'll be the end of me." My cunt didn't answer, another little miracle today, it just felt hot and burned a wet hole right through my panties, soaking them beyond repair. With grunts and some back pain I got up and on my talons, not at all ready to begin.

I had one mirror in the room, one, but it was tall enough for me, courtesy of grandma for my birthday this year and I could see me in all of my morning glory: a muzzle that told a lot about my inner thoughts, nipples poking through my shirt, panties ruined and straining to contain what had become of my sack with a raging boner like no other, courtesy of nature. I won't lie at all and pretend I'm some super hottie or fit girl: I had a bit of a belly instead, pudgy, not excessive, a bit of fat on my ass and tits that, despite being attached to a female weren't anything special, since most of my hormones went to my balls and dick. A huge inconvenience, as I could point out by the literal huge inconvenience in my pants. But, for a teen dragoness who liked hamburgers and didn't work out, I was in a decent shape. The bed didn't look too good on the other hand, kind of soaked in two spots, sheets and mattress and smelled bad of heat and sweat. I wished I was human just to save myself the hassle of having to deal with bad seasonal heats and smelling them in the air, not to mention the extra bits and the rest. As far as I knew and cared, I'd prefer a monthly few days of cramps rather than this for more than a week every season. Sounds weird unless you are me.

I didn't even bother to put on anything new and just removed my panties and kept the shirt I used as pyjamas. The soaked fabric smelled so good even to me and I really wanted to lick them, but I knew I'd set off something far worse than hell itself and I also wanted breakfast. So, naked from the waist down, boner in front and dripping from the important bits, I got out of my room and into the kitchen. It wasn't the first time, it wouldn't be the last and I couldn't afford to wait until I got this fucker down completely, which wasn't going to happen in the next five hours, unless I did something. I wasn't.

I had to thank whatever divinity I had at least partially for allowing me to have the first day right at the first day of the weeklong holiday this semester, else I'd have had to call friends and professors to tell them that I was not going to go to class today. I'm no pervert, I don't want to go around with a damn boner down my pants, if I can even fit it into mine at this point. As it always happened when I didn't tend to it, instead of just quietly disappearing, it just hung half-hard and between my legs like a soda can close to two feet long and an open one at that, drooling all over the place, but it wasn't bouncing under my chest so that could also be called a good thing. I sat on the chair in the kitchen and took my milk and my cereals, poured, mixed and took a spoon.

“Bad heat dear?" The man, the lord of the house, my one and only father, appeared from nowhere and hugged me from the back, scraggy beard rubbing on my neck. I kind of mumbled something in response. “If it's that bad I can go and get you something to munch on and try to distract you." Now you might begin to understand why I'm on the less fit side of the spectrum. “Maybe some cake?" That might have been enough to win me over had the queen of the house strode into the scene with the same flair of an actress and the same shame of a porn actor on steroids: Mina, my sister.

At this point it's rather obvious but I'll say that anyways: I'm adopted. How else would two rather average humans get me, a dragoness with more to her than she needs and a hen that clearly, needs some lessons in modesty. If I had been hit by puberty in a less than average way, with everything concentrated on the male part of me, she had been kidnapped, beaten up, tortured and tossed on the roadside by puberty and his gang. She wasn't that tall, maybe five feet seven, but fucking hell she was a bomb of pure fap material: from head to talon, Mina was thick, not fat, not obese, but armed with an ass that could smother faces, thighs that made people salivate and, well, tits to knock down people while still being in the realm of science and not fiction. To further make this whole situation even worse, she was damn attractive even to me and her heat was so bad for her she was actually lactating. Eighteen and already milking herself. What a… honestly, what a sexy mess. Mina walked in and puffed her white feathers just that bit to make her look a bit bigger and sat on the chair opposite mine. I looked where she had just come from and there was a trail of arousal just as evident as mine, though her was 100% feminine and not a weird mix of both.

“Hi sis." Her blue eyes looked into mine and just stared for seconds.

“What?" Please leave me alone with my sad cereals…

“Mom told me you're in heat too, not that I need her to tell me." She tapped her beak with a claw and smiled silently, breathing pretty hard now that I noticed it and now that she mentioned the smell I had, I picked up hers and god forbid I did that… It was thick, heavy, creamy, rich and screamed for me to come and fuck her. As one could imagine, my little friend down below came to live with a loud comeback as it slapped on the table at lightspeed and startled dad who was cooking. It didn't even hurt. “Sorry, I tried to put on some deodorant but it wore off after ten minutes." At least she tried.

“It's fine, I don't have classes today so… I guess I'll stay in my room and sleep this off." I saw a dangerous glint pass through her eyes.

“Or I could help you…" Dad turned around and slapped her head hard, hard enough for her to lean forward and have her breasts press on the table and squirt milk, leaving a large stain on the cloth. Fuck… that was hot. “Dad! Why did you do that?"

“Mina, we talked about this: no assaulting your sister, she's in a bad spot already as she is, you don't need to make her feel any worse."

“Then how am I supposed to get through my heat? I can't go out and get myself a boyfriend because you think I'd get pregnant and I can't ask her… I'm literally burning down there." Please don't get up, please don't get up, please… aaaand there we go. Mina got up, sat on the table, rump facing me and spread her legs to show dad her sopping cunt and the soiled chair. “Look at this! I cannot, I literally cannot, finger myself forever, I need cock dad." The slap that came next was well deserved. “Dad!"

“Language." That was his problem now? Jesus. “Look, I know it's bad, but try not to press her too much, ok? At least try to ask nicely."

“Don't… I'm not in the mood for that."

“Clearly you are." She turned around on the table and her eyes wandered from my tits to what lied hidden underneath the table. “You're just as needy as I am Nyla." I huffed. “And I know you like me, more than a sister for sure." Fuck.

“I don't like you like that, it's just that you are always going around naked and my hormones are going crazy." Oh god I could see her pussy from here, all of it, ready, dripping, fragrant… One more slap under the table. “Just hormones."

“Yeah sure." She wasn't even trying to not sound sarcastic. “I'm fine if you want to look at me when you jerk off Nyla, it's hot and I do think of you sometimes on my own. Maybe we can just… do it together? I mean, same room, looking at each other… you fapping that big monster, me with my fingers or that new toy I bought." Nope, nope, she's my sister. But she's so hot… Under the table my cock was making a mess out of everything and I could feel the puddle of pre spreading around my feet. Crapcrapcrap. And she looked like she knew what I was thinking. “I'll be in my room, masturbating as I think of you." Mina hopped down the table and kissed me on the cheek, leaning down so that her tits swung freely below and sneaked in a hand on my cock and stroked it till she reached the tip and slid a finger inside the slit. It took every fibre of my being to hold back the moans and the orgasm. It was so sudden and damn good. “If you don't want me to look and touch, don't go around with all this delicious meat free for me to stare at."

“I can't fit inside any pair of pants like this, you know that." She was about to say something but she closed her beak and instead just teased me more, licking her finger with a lusty expression on her face. “Just let me have my breakfast Mina."

“Jeez, fine." The pouting hen turned around and made to head to her room but not before bending over and raising her tailfeathers, flashing me her sex once again. “As I said: I'm ready if you want me." thank god she stopped at that, I couldn't take it anymore. Fucking tease.

“Why can't I spend one heat without her trying to fuck me?"

“Because she loves you Nyla, you're her sister, you're special to her, you understand her more than we can and since we're not that keen on her having a boyfriend at her age…" She was two years younger than me, not ten. “… she can only come to you for this."

“I wish she didn't. I know we're not blood sisters and I know she wants it but it's weird, you know? And the fact that you two don't seem to have a problem with her doing that is even weirder." Dad chuckled and sat next to me, pancakes on his plate. I wanted some now, great.

“Your mother and I were well aware that something like this might have happened ever since you started growing and hit puberty. Well, not to this extent but we prepared ourselves just in case one of you showed interest in the other, we read books asked around, the usual stuff: the answer was that with your two species, it's all very hazy when talking about the confines and limits of what a family finds acceptable." I frowned, stealing a slice of pancakes from him. “I don't mean to say we're completely fine with any of this, hell, I'm still a bit shaken by how much she's gotten big and sexy and what you have down there."

“DAD!"

“What? It's objectively big and she's objectively stunning." He shrugged. God please help me. “I say that as a father who's proud of his big girls, not as some kind of pervert, mind you." He hugged me again. “I love you two with all my heart and I just want what's best for you." How did we get from my sister trying to fuck me to this? I don't even care anymore… “If it's bad for you and you really need some help I can call a doctor."

“No, I can live through this, it's not that bad." It's still the first day though and it could get worse. Cool, I jinxed myself. “I'll try to sleep it off or… release the tension in my room."

“Then I'll tell your mother not to bother bringing clean sheets for a couple of days." I wanted to say something but I just couldn't. “After last year when you kind of ruined the good sets of sheets and the mattress for five times we agreed that it's best for you to do it all in one room, preferably the bath but if you want some privacy you can stay in your bed. Remember to cover the important stuff before, ok? No more buying new books because you couldn't aim properly." That was beyond embarrassing, it was bordering on 'I want to die' territory but dad just laughed and patted my head with a smile. “I need to go to work and your mother has stuff to do in town for the whole day so try not to wreck the house."

“I beg you dad, stop, just… stop."

The man smiled and kissed me on the forehead, packed his stuff and then left the house without saying anything else and spared me the pain of hearing him comment on me or my dick or Mina or anything. Speaking of dick, after she had come and sat with us, her scent was all over the room, making it impossible for me not to think about it even if I wanted, each breath a reminder of her luscious form and lust. Each time I closed my eyes she was there and fingering me or my urethra, and each time my cock would shoot loads of pre under the table, hitting the underside and then splashing onto the floor. A nightmare if you ask me…

The rest of my breakfast was not as bad as I thought, even though my dick never softened and kept messing up the place with unholy amounts of preseed. Since I had made the mess, I'd have to tell mom, one more thing I didn't really want to do but I couldn't shy away from it. Tired, horny but not hungry anymore, I got up and moved to where mom probably was: the laundry room. Being the day it was, Friday, meant laundry and whatnot so when I heard the machines hum and vibrate, I didn't think much of it but that wasn't it at all. When I entered, there wasn't mom putting clothes inside the dryer nor taking them out, instead, Mina was there, straddling herself on top of the washing machine and riding it through the stronger cycles, moaning softly enough for me to not have heard her. The damned hen wasn't in her room at all! Her entire body quivered and spasmed and from time to time she put something on her beak and inhaled, making her shiver even more. That… something I knew well what I was, since it was mine and looked identical to my panties, the one from two days ago, something I had forgot to put in the pile for dirty clothes. Another whiff and what seemed another orgasm, tits swaying left and right and leaking milk with each bounce. Fucking hell that's hot… No! Sister, remember that! But she is hot… sniffing my panties like a damn pervert. Well, she is a pervert, my pervert sister who wants me to fuck her… NO! NO!

I slammed the door closed just when I saw her looking at me or my cock and turned around, noping so hard I slammed into mom while she was getting out of her bedroom with more clothes to wash.

“Sorry mom, I didn't see you." I went and picked up what I had made her drop.

“And where are you going with such hurry? Did something happen?"

“No, not really… Mina's in the laundry room." She didn't react. “On top of the washing machine." An eyebrow was raised. “With my panties on her beak." A second eyebrow was raised: she was mildly surprised, mildly… but other than that, no reaction. “Did you hear me? My sister is sniffing my two day old panties and masturbating on a washing machine mom."

“I heard you loud and clear, Ny, so what?" So what??? “She's in heat and I'm not going to let her go out, I believe your father told you that. I don't want her to get pregnant."

“My panties mom! And in the kitchen she said she'd wait for me to come and fuck her or something! She even told me she thinks of me when she's horny." No reaction. Did I anger some god perhaps? Did I kill hundreds of people in a past life to deserve such a punishment? And to think that my childhood was so damn normal… “Please help me here."

“I don't know what to do dear, I mean, she's in a very bad heat right now, she can't go anywhere or she'll jump on anyone who's vaguely male, your dad is out and she loves you with all her heart, what's so surprising she turns to you when she needs it the most?" Still… “Nyla, she is younger than you, she admires you more than us probably, because we're not like her." Did mom and dad have some kind of prearranged script? I was getting a deja vous here. “Who else is she going to ask for help if not you?"

“But… she's my sister."

“Do you love her? Do you want her to be happy?" I nodded of course. “Then I'm not going to tell you to do anything but at least understand where she comes from." Mom put the free hand on my arm and stroked it. “I'm sure it's going to pass soon enough for the both of you but in the meantime, I'll let you two alone."

“Don't."

“Oh, you silly dragon, you're going to be fine." She opened the door to the laundry room and Mina didn't waste any time to spread her legs open and glare at me as she pumped four claws inside her sopping cunt. Every fibre of me tensed up and the slab of meat between my legs twitched and shot ropes of pre right on the dirty clothes. “Mina, get off I need to dry the previous loads." The mad hen giggled and hopped down from the dryer, leaving behind a massive pool of arousal in her wake. Mom didn't even wink and switched contents from the two machines as if she wasn't still pumping her cunt full while maintaining eye contact with me. “I'll clean any mess you two make later, I've got to go to town for errands."

“Yeah, dad told me." Mina smiled deviously and licked her soaked claws, rubbing her breasts every now and then, spreading her fluids on the feathers of her chest and milking large drops from her nipples. “But we'd have to make a mess before, wouldn't you say so, sis?" God… I'm in trouble.

“I'll… I-I'll be in my room, have a good day mom!" The last image of the two was mom putting my old clothes in the washing machine and Mina licking her fingers as she pretended to deepthroat something and looked at me. Hot, so fucking hot… I slammed the door to my room and sighed in relief for just about a second before the thick scent of a full night's worth of heat burned through my nostrils, making me hard again. “Fucker."

Within the secure confines of my room and behind the walls and the door I could finally relax and let myself go, no more restraint for me, no sir. I slumped on the bed and stared at my cock for a while, looking at it throb and squirt pre, did it look a little bigger than this morning? I put a hand on it and shivered… Definitely feels more sensitive, so much more sensitive. I had to stifle a curse as everything in my body lit up all at once.

“Oh Jesus fucking… Crap…" I almost came right then and there, almost and when the overwhelming feeling disappeared I was left on the bed, panting and even harder and more flushed than before. I had to stop any movement for a few minutes just to catch some breath. “What the hell was that??" I put a hand on again, feeling how my fingers failed to meet up on the other side and stroked it ever so slightly. Once more I felt that jolt of pure pleasure wrack my body but my cock seemed to only spurt more pre all over my chest and on the wall behind, staining the wallpaper and posters. I liked those posters… “What if I...?" I took a deep breath and put both hands on my spire and started stroking softly, but each time it felt like a nuke exploding in my chest, making every movement a jolt of pleasure like nothing every before. “Man, this is one bad heat…" the more I jerked off the better I felt and soon I felt something approach like a dam about to burst, mounting and mounting with increasing strength, more and more powerful.

My hands turned into a blur and before I even knew it I was fapping so hard my arms hurt and then… boom. Everything was white for a second as my back tensed and my legs cramped in some form of pain and pleasure at the same time and every cell inside me worked to push out the strongest shot of spunk of my life, the thick and unbroken stream of seed hitting the ceiling with enough strength to push air out of the way and then hit me with the splash that came next. It felt so damn good I couldn't even speak and just laid on the bed, arms spread, moaning and shooting more and more on the ceiling, bathing everything in white, me included. It lasted a whole minute, a whole goddamn minute for just one orgasm, my feminine parts joining in on the fun as soon as the scent of male musk got too strong and made everything even better and worse at the same time. At the end, my bed was soaked, I was covered in spunk and so was half of the bedroom. With a corner of my eyes I could see that some of the important stuff was safe, books and whatnot but all of my clothes were slimy. I didn't move for what felt like forever and then, even more tired, I rolled over and got up to save what little I had not covered in seed. I barely managed to put away a couple of books and my computer when the same jolt hit me again, stronger if it was even possible and I felt my loins churn and tingle with need and pent up stress.

Less than two minutes after, I was as hard as before and just as horny. This was a very, very bad heat, the worst by far now doubt about that. I hurried to put more stuff away and then I doubled over as my cock twitched and shot a rope of pre as thick as my finger on the wardrobe and splashed all around it. Good thing I had closed it. Two more followed and hit the same spot, and I swear I could hear the wood creak and strain under the force of the hits. I gave up cleaning or putting away my books for the moment and slumped on the bed again, face first into a heap of soiled sheets, burning right through my nostrils. I licked every last drop and then suckled on the sheet itself, longing for more, going all over the bed for the amazing stuff. Something told me it wasn't normal, I knew that, it wasn't normal at all but it felt good and no one was watching so fuck it. I'd be as dirty and slutty as I could for just today.

I rolled on my back and stared at the oozing slit on top of my traitorous dick and licked it. More white, more pleasure. I arched my back as pre hit the wall again and then wrapped my mouth around the fist sized head, tongue lapping at the crevice of my foreskin and collecting the fluids within, while the slit rewarded me with endless salty pre, pooling in my mouth. I didn't swallow but spat it in my hands and used it as lube for my increasingly rough and desperate strokes. The pleasure mounted to insane levels again and I did all that I could to get it higher and higher if it was possible, to the point my tongue was massaging the inside of my urethra as my hands worked outside to milk myself. Despite the lack of attention, my pussy didn't feel any worse and twitched with need and splashed its fluids on my tail and thighs and the bed, orgasming often and bringing me to an even more powerful male climax. The second one came even harder, the shot going straight down my throat and pooled in my stomach until I had to pull the head out and bathed myself in more spunk than before. The stream was strong enough to knock my chin back and splash under and on my chest, making my tits tingle in the heat and nipples dig in the soaked fabric. I may have lost consciousness, or not, I don't even know at this point, but when I opened my eyes all I could see was white: on the ceiling, on me, on the bed, on the walls, on the carpet, on the wardrobe and still I was hard as a rock.

The fact that it was wrong and not normal was completely out of any thought I could have and I just begged for a god to make this stop. I had shot out at least a hundred gallons and I didn't feel like I was done in any way, at all. My cock eyed me with smugness and spat out more pre and mixed seed on my face as I got up on my elbows, wobbling and flushed, licking my hands and snout to clean them of spunk, even if it didn't mean anything at this point. Whatever was happening wasn't going to end with just this. As if on cue, my urethra bulged and gaped wide as a thicker shot raced in the air and onto the nightstand. It looked so big and… inviting… My mind went to Mina's claws fingering it at the table and how good it felt, maybe, just maybe, if I did it now it would feel even better… right? Yes, I'd need to find out, soon. Under the bed, inside a box locked with a combination, one that it took me half a minute to open since my hands were slimy and trembling, there were my secret treasures: two large dildos and lube. I tossed the bottle away, no need for that and I took the smallest silicon dick in hand: it was black and ten inches long, so small compared to mine but I knew it was big for human girls so I got it to at least feel how a big human was like. Next to my slit it felt actually big. I didn't put it in right away, no, I put it on my belly, resting on the little rolls of fat and widened slit with my fingers, one at first going a couple inches deep and then two, fingering it like I'd do with my snatch, then three and then knuckle deep.

Every pump was a jolt of bliss and in seconds I forgot the silicon fake cock in my lap and just plunged a whole hand inside my urethra, feeling the walls contract and relax around my fingers and scales, struggling to send more pre up and out of the pole of flesh. I wondered if I could fit a whole arm inside… no, let's take it slow, yes, slow. I picked up that dildo in the soaked hand and licked it after coating it in white slime, letting the tip hit my throat and then gagged on it for just a second, I didn't feel much. As I pulled it out I saw the strings of saliva connect it to my lips for just second before aligning tip to smaller tip and pushing. The silicon cock slid inside mine with ease thanks to insane amounts of lube and my stretching from a few seconds before, going for five inches in one go and stretching me just right all over the length I had jammed in. It felt so good I almost wanted to let it stay there. Still, I grabbed what little there was left outside and pushed it deeper and deeper until the fake balls hit my tip and stopped, pulling back to reveal the dripping shaft and then in again. The entire two feet of cock I had throbbed and sang in bliss and so did my cunt, one soaking even more the sheets while the other struggled to spurt even more out. I could feel the pressure rise and rise inside my flesh, pre backing up like a clogged pipe and threatening to burst. I pumped harder that shaft within my own, one hand to keep my cock steady as the other manned the dildo in and out with sloppy sounds that echoed in the foggy room.

The air seemed to turn thicker with each minute and I knew I'd never get all of this out, never, not completely and it turned me on even more. By now the pressure was so high it almost hurt and felt good at the same time, I didn't care. I slammed the dildo in one last time to trigger another climax. It came just as strong as the one before and tried to escape, I didn't let it. My flesh bulged around the silicon shaft, I felt it strain and expand around the clogged exit until my arms couldn't bear the force anymore and the shaft slipped out of my hands. The pressure made the fake cock slam against the wall and bounce madly in the room, stopping on a pile of dirty clothes I tossed in a corner, next came the actual flood of my pleasure. It was thick as two fingers side by side, impossible to stop and made the entire length of me gape as it escaped the confines of my body, hitting the ceiling and the wall behind me hard enough to scrape off paint and kept going. I rolled in my bed, tugging the sheets on the tip and flopped on my stomach, humping at the mass of cotton and fibres as they soaked in hundred of endless shots and gallons one after the other. The bed creaked and strained, seed pooling under and form a giant puddle around, stopping only as I put my mouth on the gaping slit and drank more, thirsty and needy as ever.

This orgasm seemed to never want to end, again, but it did, minutes and countless gallons after and, much to my horror, I was still somewhat hard but not as hard as before, my slit still gaping wide and oozing seed like a faucet. I a fit of desperation I grabbed the bigger dildo and jammed the flow with the foot long and two inch wide purple shaft. Weirdly enough it felt good, good enough to make me hiss in pleasure and then the need slowed down to a crawl and faded, not enough to make me soften completely and instead I clamped on the intruding shape harder than before. It felt so amazing to keep it in there, look at how it made my flesh tingle and bulge out. I had decided.

“You're going to stay there for a while."

A weak smile was plastered on my face and then, weakened by so much pleasure and so much wasted seed, I slumped on the bed and on a giant puddle of spunk, dozing off to sleep. The alarm clock woke me up a few of hours later, right before lunchtime and for a moment I thought everything was a dream, a product of my heat but when I woke up and saw the huge, smelly and cooling mess of my orgasms, I had to admit I was awake. Seed was drying on my scales but I didn't care, the room was coated in thick layers but I only felt a tinge of pride in it and my cock was… bigger, thicker, still plugged with that dildo and now close to three feet of cock, a pair of watermelon sized orbs rested and weighted on my thighs like fifty pounds dumbbells. Whatever my body seemed to have produced as I slept had not been shot out as it should have, instead it must have flowed back and pooled in the one place where it could rest and increase without causing too much damage to my tissues and organs. Maybe, I don't know, I'm no doctor. Still, it felt kind of good to have that much weight on me, even if it made walking hard and cumbersome, not that the inch deep pool of spunk didn't mattered anyways.

“I… need a drink." I really needed one, or two, or a hundred and thanks to me not being human I could, yay for different legal drinking ages. “Maybe that's not a good idea." With the mess I made sober, what would happen if I were to get drunk? I was sure I'd jump on Mina and pump her full of eggs… “No, that would be bad. Let's stick with something else. Water, yes, no… coffee, that's better." I made a couple of steps and then noticed that I felt heavier also in my chest but seeing as I didn't gain any size over there I put the matter behind my head. God this was so weird. I put my head on the door and listened for any sound or clue on Mina's whereabouts: nothing. “Ok, cool, I'm just… getting out to get some coffee, grab the mug and rush back, now worries." I took a deep breath, bad idea, shivered, calmed down as much as I could and then stepped out of my room. Sneaking was out of the question with these two monsters between my legs but I'd have to manage to do something about it. Slowly and carefully, I made my way to the kitchen, seeing with relief that Mina wasn't there. I took the one free mug on the counter, almost getting to the machine and the sweet nectar when…

“Having fun sis?" Fuck. I turned around and saw that Mina was staring at me, at the watermelons I was clearly trying to smuggle in my sack to be precise. “Without me?" She winked and walked to me, hips swaying, agonizingly slow. As she came right in front of me, she grabbed my cock and stroked it, feeling the dildo jammed inside and the insane pressure within. “Fuck sis, you're so hard." Her claws might look weird but they were so damn soft… crapcrapcrap… “And so much bigger than before."

“I might have had a… slight problem earlier."

“I know, I heard it all." She smiled and pressed her body closer to mine, for some reason I couldn't move at all. “I heard it the first time, the second and the third, I can only imagine the mess in your room…" Mina shivered and licked my neck clean of spunk. “So good. I wonder what you'll do to me then."

“Woah there, calm down just a bit." I found some strength to push her back. “Who said anything about me fucking you?" I could see the look of desire and lust on her face disappear into confusion.

“Why?"

“Cause you're still my sister and I don't want to hurt you. I mean, I know what happened before and just how much of a disaster I caused and now I'm even less inclined to do it." She didn't move one inch. “I still love you as much as before but… I'm afraid that this heat is too bad for me so I think it'd be best to keep some distance between us. Ok?" I held her shoulders and ruffled the feathers just a bit, thinking she'd pout and protest but not… cry. The tears flowed and reached the floor as her sobs picked up intensity. “Mina?"

“I just… want to… love you better… I-I did my best… you still, you still don't want me…" ok… what the hell? “I try to look good for you… I dress nice… I kiss you and… I just want you to love me… more than this…"

“Mina? Are you ok?" This was worrying: she was sobbing and every word was broken up by hiccups and shivers. I hugged her tighter to me, feeling her body tense up and every muscle clamp into a bundle. “Calm down girl, calm down…" I don't know what the fuck to do! Help me!! “Calm down."

“I don't… want… to."

“You need to."

“No! I need you to love me!"

“I do love you, you silly goose." She squirmed in my arms and I had to force her to stay. “I am just worried about my body since I don't know what's happening." I waited for a few minutes just like that, hoping she'd calm down and when she did, Mina looked at me with those big eyes and sniffled.

“What if I told you why you're like this? Would that make it better?"

“Yeah sure…" Wait: this is odd. Why would she know what… oh. “Mina? What did you do to me?" I wasn't sure of what I was thinking until she looked away and blushed hard, all of her feathers in a mess out of nervousness and what I learned to be shame, as rare as it was. “Mina you better tell me before I get angry."

“Ok… ehm, I-I… I got my heat yesterday actually." I frowned. “It was very, very bad and I was lactating so much I had to put it all somewhere so I grabbed an empty jug and used it…" Ok what the fuck. Seriously. What the fuck. “Then I put it back and used deodorant all over the house and since you were out of classes you didn't notice, but you did, uhm, drink it yesterday and today as well. That might have been the cause of your heat…" That would explain that but not the rest. She seemed to hear my thoughts and blushed even harder, completely flustered. “Then I got so horny that I couldn't stop thinking about you and when you drank my milk and you liked I just… loved it so much I felt like I was dying and… I wanted to do stuff with you, more than usual so I got out and bought some pills... I put on inside your dick during breakfast. I guess my hormones and the pill mixed and made you like this."

“What. Pill. Mina?"

“One that I saw on tv to enhance fertility for young dragons, male ones… I though that maybe if you liked my milk and got in heat you'd get all horny and jump on me so I'd get pregnant and have your babies please don't be angry I just love you pleasepleaseplease…." After that last sentence I needed a few decades to process it all. I didn't have that much time so I did my best to cram it down in a couple of seconds.

“You what?" I… I got roofied by my own sister so that I'd fuck her till she was pregnant? “YOU WHAT?"

“Please don't be angry…" I knew she looked mortified and sorry and all that shit but FUCK… drugs for fertility? Fuck… “Please I just love you so much." I stared at her for so long I thought my eyes would pop out and then, minutes after, I just collapsed on the nearest chair and sighed till my lungs hurt. “Please?"

“Shut up. I-I need a moment, no, all the moments." She opened her mouth and then closed it. Good. I spent some more time in silence, cup of coffee, empty, in hand and thought about this, a lot and the result was: I've got no fucking clue of what to do next.

“Do you hate me?"

“No."

“Do you forgive me for this?"

“I don't know." She looked down and played with her fingers. “I said I don't know, not that I don't."

“Does this mean there is a chance you'll forgive me?" I cocked an eyebrow and looked at her dead in the eyes, dead in this case referring to my soul, and pointed at my cock and balls.

“What do you see?" Her gaze drifted from my package to my eyes and my tits and everywhere on my body to be honest. “Don't lie." The fidgeting picked up in intensity.

“I see… the sexiest creature to ever walk the planet?" The answer was almost phrased like another question but it was clear she was being honest with me. “I see my sexy sister and her beautiful body."

“I… I don't even know what to say to you anymore."

“I forgive you please have my babies?" The sad look was changed for a hopeful one as she made an attempt at bringing me over to her side, again. I glared at her. “Sorry." She wasn't sorry but I didn't care. “Did it hurt?" I took a moment and then shook my head. “Did it feel good?"

“Too good to be true." I knew I shouldn't have said that: her hole face beamed with glee and the regret and shame were gone in milliseconds. Bird brains… go figure.

“Did you come lots?"

“Flooded the room." Yeah go on, keep digging that grave, make her even more excited and into you… Jesus I can be so damn stupid at times. Mina giggled and jumped on my lap, making me wince in that weird mix of pain and pleasure I was not willing to get accustomed to, wiggling her rump right on my cock. “Don't." She was leaning in for a kiss, I stopped her with a finger, she licked it and started bobbing on the digit like she had done before in the laundry. “Don't."

“Why?"

“Because I'm still not sure whether to be angry at you or not." Mina pouted and crossed her arms under her chest, making her bountiful breasts even more prominent and squirt milk whenever she moved or breathed. Once again I was hard pressed not to stare or find her the incarnation of perfection, an increasingly hard task with her swollen and hot rump pressed on every sensitive bit I had down there. “And you roofied me so that you'd get pregnant." She huffed. Oh, she was the one offended by this? The gall on this chicken! “I mean, what were you going to do when I'd jump on you and make you egg heavy?"

“I'd lay the eggs and you'd become a daddy of course." She puffed her chest in a very much not deserved pride as if this was normal or natural. “My big and sexy sister and father or my children."

“Mina, I'm 20, I go to college, I can't be a father."

“You can go to college, I'll stay at home and care for the babies." I bet she was tempted to end the sentence with a 'duh'.

“What about mom and dad? Do you think they could care for more children, do you think I could get a job when I don't even have a degree? Should we stay here or move out? What were you going to do if none of you non-existing plans didn't work Mina?" Her happy face turned uglier and uglier as I talked, the realization that her plan was so full of holes despite the holes I'd fill came crushing down on her. She looked devastated and I couldn't bear seeing her like that: I hugged her tight and caressed her head. “I love you and I'd care for any baby but that would be the end of us."

“Sorry." She suppressed a tear. “I guess I was too horny to think about what came next." I mean, she still was. “I'm so happy that you are so thoughtful, you'll make the best father when we are ready." That's it, I give up, my sister is a literal bird brain but… a sexy bird. Crap she's sexy. “I'll go to college as well, then we will find a house and get married and then you could work and I'd be a happy mom for the rest of my life."

“Mina, please… just, just try to think this through ok? I love you but you're my little sister."

“Then what do I have to do to get you to love me as a real woman?" I'd say nothing because that wouldn't happen, every but she wouldn't listen. “I will do anything! I even trained myself to lay eggs!"

“I'm sorry? You did what?" I felt half of my brain freeze for several seconds and that was all that it took for her to smile and hatch a plan, literally.

Mina hopped down from my lap before I could stop her and knelt down on all fours, tailfeathers raised high in the air and legs spread. Her pussy was so swollen with arousal I felt the heat even from here and it looked so… inviting. She wiggled her rump left and right for a few seconds, shaking her hips to catch more of my attention and the attention of my second brain who was obviously interested by the way it twitched and hardened under my nose. With a smile, a devious smile, Mina let out a sigh and a moan of pleasure as her body shook and quivered with the prelude to an orgasm while she seemed to work on something. Her nethers pulsated with rhythmical pushes, her beak hung open as her tongue lolled out and drooled on the wooden floor, tits mashed onto it and leaking more and more milk. Less than a minute later I saw her pussy spread and something white, big and white, peek from the folds within, killing what little of brain power I had left in that moment, not to mention when her body spasmed strongly and the white object was pushed out, landing on the floor with a heavy thud. Mina smiled and slumped, proud. I picked up the thing, the egg. Only it wasn't an egg: it was made of… plastic? It was covered in her fluids and was horribly warm but it was plastic, that's for sure.

“Do you like my toy?" That was the toy? “I bought it last week when I figured out I'd get my heat any way and started practicing. I kept it inside for the whole day. I like the weight and shape, I know that our eggs will be smaller but it's a good start, I was thinking of buying another and then giving you a show." On cue, she spread her legs more and pumped a couple of claws in her folds and let the strings of lust soil her feathers and pool on the floor, eyeing me with the same lust as this morning, the sadness of a few minutes before gone way too fast.

“For the last time, Mina, I'm not going to knock you up!"

“You dick says otherwise." Funny enough, I was hard again but I noticed that only when she pointed it out: every inch of me was throbbing and working hard to push the footlong dildo out, managing only to force my already stretched urethra to ooze pre and seed alike while the silicon shaft held tight for some reason. “It's so pretty."

“It's a damn inconvenience that's whaaaaaat." I didn't notice her moving in front of me nor taking my cock in her hands and the jolt of pleasure made my words fade into nothing. “Please, Mina, don't. I think I'm about to burst…" I realized a moment too late that I shouldn't have said that: the damned hen smiled and started running her hands all over my length and using her lust to lube me up, her tongue already over my glans and licking it with short and soft licks. “Minaaaaaa please… don't…"

“Mina please yesssss"

She didn't care, I couldn't move due to how fucking good it felt. I was sure she was thinking it was the perfect win-win situation. Her tongue never stopped licking, her hands never stopped stroking me and I felt the same build-up mount inside me all over again as the pressure increased and the dildo strained to hold everything in. I thought Mina would take it off but she didn't, she wanted to see me pop it out on my own, thanks to her attentions and touches and god forgive me I found it so hot. At some point I gave up and concentrated on the feeling of her tongue and hands on me, on the pressure and the pleasure I was getting from this impossible situation, I was loving this and some part of me didn't want to love it. Then everything came down in half a second: the pressure exceeded the dildo's plug and the pre managed to sneak and lube it up enough for what was behind to act. The silicon shaft was sent to the other end of the room and followed by gallons of seed, an even messier replay of what had happened earlier. Mina broke into a wide smile and worked the full three feet spraying cum all over the kitchen even harder and made my shaft sway left and right, hosing the walls and the floor. An eternity later I felt the flow stop, but that was only for the true orgasm as the remnants kept going and pooled around the chair from the gaping slit while Mina licked the soft flesh inside and fingered herself to more climaxes, her stomach bloated. She must have drank a few gallons herself and that perfect figure was broken by a large belly, which weirdly seemed to make her even hotter than before. I didn't speak as she cleaned me up until every inch was shining in saliva and even my sack wasn't spared.

“You came so much and they are still so heavy…" So heavy she couldn't lift both properly. “But to think my big sister loves having stuff pushed into her… I guess she's not so different from me then and that gives me an idea."

“Wh-what idea?" Mina smiled and picked up the plastic egg she laid earlier and licked it clean.

“I wonder if it will fit inside your big cock, sis." Oh, crap. “Don't you want to try?" I shook my head: of course I didn't. “Then why did you put that in? If you did that, you must have liked it a lot…"

“It was… necessary."

“For what? Necessary to what end?" Well… oh. “Was it to keep all that lovely spunk inside for your little sister to drink and play with or was it because…" She pressed the thinner part of the egg against my urethra. “… you like shoving stuff down your dick?" My slit stretched so wide it hurt a bit and she still kept pushing in and pressing against my entrance until I stopped her.

“Ok, Mina, can we… make a deal?" Her eyes shone with interest. “I'm not going to get you pregnant because that would be a disaster but, how about we do everything else?"

“Like what?"

“Literally anything." If it meant taking her mind off of that idea, I'd go do anything she would ask me and save my ass from decades of suffering and… to be honest I was feeling so horny I wasn't sure that in a few minutes I'd say no to her proposal or restrain myself. Mina smiled and stopped trying to push a ten inch wide egg into my balls or something. “Deal?"

“Would you cuddle with me?" I nodded. “Be my daddy and make me happy?" Another nod and already I was regretting it. “Drink my milk and letting me treat you like you deserve?" Oh god, can we please turn time back to when I was ten and allow me to redo everything? Please? No? Fucking hell… I nodded, she jumped in happiness and threw herself onto my lap again. “Thank you sis! I love you so much! You won't regret this! Ever!" I already was…

Mina grabbed my shoulders and kissed me: not the 'smooch on the cheek' or 'kiss before you leave home' type of kiss, no, this was the 'I love you' kiss. She shoved her short and tiny tongue in my mouth and tried to wrestle with mine. At this point, was there any reason to resist? Not that I could think of anyways and since everything felt so damn good, I gave up, for real this time, not a half-assed thing. I grabbed her myself and turned the tables upside down, pushing her tongue back and forcing her beak wide open as I kissed her back for the first time in our lives. Mina squirmed and put her arms over my shoulders and seemed to lose control over her entire body as the heat in her loins increased and became unbearable for both of us.

“You're way too hot Mina, literally." She cooed and planted a quick kiss on my neck. “You'll be the end of me for sure."

“I'll… take that as a compliment." It was technically a statement and nothing more but she didn't care or didn't get that. “Shall we get on the more fun stuff?" I cocked an eyebrow and she smiled with a bit of a blush on top and held her breasts on her palms, each one too big for her hands. “I see you still haven't drank anything. Coffee?" I nodded, confused. Mina giggled and hopped down, stroking the length of my cock before getting the coffee from the machine and pouring it in the mug I held. “Seems like it needs some milk. Want me to put mine in… daddy?" It was cringy, it was bad, it was fucking hot and I wanted it. I nodded again, she burst into the greatest blush ever and squeezed her nipples over the mug and added a whole lot of milk. I could see that she was on the verge of climax just from that. “Here you go."

“Thanks…" I took a sip and found that it was damn good, downing it all in one go. Mina came from looking at me. On one hand it was fun to watch her squirm like that, on the other… I wanted more of it. “I'll take some more, straight from the tap."

Her eyes went as wide as they could go and moaned loudly when I grabbed her, put her back on my lap and took a nipple in my mouth, biting down just enough to draw a strong gush of milk: it was rich, creamy, full of flavour, abundant and so deliciously wrong. Mina came again. This wasn't fun: this was exhilarating. At this point I guessed that 'whatever she wanted to do' was basically 'anything I told her to do' and that made it all so much better. I latched on the other nipple as I kept playing with her breasts, making her moan for everything I did. While she kept coming over and over, I felt my own climax approach yet again, the sensation of fullness and need to release strong as ever, the whole three feet of cock high above my crotch and pressed against Mina's side, shooting pre on her feathers. I drank and then drank some more until my stomach felt full, then everything started tingling madly, from head to toes to fingertips.

My chest heaved as I breathed and got heavier and heavier, lowering ever so slightly at first, then adding one cup to my breast size, then two and then… milk. Mina didn't take her eyes off of my tits for the duration of the whole thing, mouth watering at the sight so I stopped suckling and let her do the same to me instead. When her beak nibbled at my breasts I felt so fucking amazing I encouraged her to take both of my nipples in and drink from me. The more she drank the better I felt and eventually, once again, the dam broke and I came. The chair gave in as I arched my back against it and we fell on the floor, me laying on my back and Mina on my chest, still drinking while a fountain of seed splashed against the ceiling and onto everything in the kitchen, most of all, us. The pressure I was feeling decreased a bit and made my cock swell to adapt to the flow, gaining a couple of inches in girth and length, gallons passing through it each couple of seconds for minutes on end this time, each shot and pulse of my overstretched nuts a whole new column of seed in the air. Time passed and not so soon, definitely too late for the kitchen, I stopped coming: the whole room was flooded and at least an inch deep in spunk, thanks to some handy thingies that dad had put under the doors, but even then, the room next had been hit as well and a few walls had been hit. Everything was white and reeked of me. I loved it and I wanted more. Mina was even more white if possible, resting on top of me and still drinking what was left of my milk, happy as she could get and sticky with seed.

My cock gave a few last shots and then flopped between my legs, aching and sore while my nuts halved in size, only halved, which meant that I still had two large, overly large melons and still heavy.

“Mina?" There was a grunt. “You there?" Another grunt, louder, followed by her moving around and licking the closest globs of seed with a dazed expression. “I think your little pill worked a bit too much. I don't think this is what you expected."

“But it is what I dreamt of… or better." I sighed and kissed her soaked forehead. “Shower?"

“God, yes."

She led me by the hand to the bathroom, leaving behind the absolute mess I had made. I hoped the situation wouldn't happen again but something told me I wasn't going to get anything less than the most perverted of teen dreams, my sister's perverted teen dreams. She didn't even bother to close the bathroom door and just opened the water in the shower, letting it get hotter but didn't get in immediately. Instead, she knelt down and started licking my shaft, from gaping tip to the root, cleaning it even before stepping under the hot water, passing to my sack and pressing her beak between one and the other, inhaling the stronger musk collected there and still licking me clean. She moved slowly, inches at a time and reached my tail only minutes after the beginning. When I felt her breath on my tailhole and her tongue lapping at the sweat, I clenched and gasped at the sudden stimulation, almost hardening again. She cleaned that and then finally moved to my lady bits, circling around my folds and collecting all of my lust with her tongue until that too was shiny with her saliva and only then, she entered the shower.

Water assaulted me with warmth and the promise of a good cleaning, more than what she had already did. Mina was staring at me, soap bottle in hand and squirting generous amounts on her palms. The process repeated itself under the stream, slower if anything and incredibly pleasurable. Once she was done, I stole her bottle and began my share, against her wishes to continue servicing me but this was what I wanted. Her feathers were all sticky still and took a lot of time to remove the gallons of spunk from her and I'd have liked to do a good job but Mina had other plans, as always: her hand grabbed mine and led them down, down to her bubbly rump and sank them in the mass of her buttocks, spreading the voluptuous cheeks. Her claws reached for her hole and plunged deep, spreading that too.

“I trained myself for weeks to be able to get all of you in, daddy, but I don't think I can anymore…" Her hand almost sank in her hole and made it gape lewdly.

“We'll have to try and see, wouldn't we, sis?" It was obvious it was her goal but she still shivered with anticipation and excitement at my words and even more when I pressed my tip to her hole, feeling the stretched ring push against it. “Such a big horny bird…" The first few inches sank in without any problem, the rest kept stretching her more and more until she squealed and her beak hung open in shock and pain. And still I was stretching her. “So hot and willing to get full of spunk from her sister." I pushed again and felt a few more inches plunge deeper until I felt something hard press against my tip. “Mina? What is this that I'm feeling?"

“Ah… I may have… ah, used a second… egg for my training… in there…"

“Oh?" I pushed with more strength and felt my tip stretch over the mass of the egg: this one was smaller but didn't budge any more than this. “I guess you just like to be stretched like me then…" Mina nodded and blushed. “Lay it for me, maybe it'll be enough for me to get the other two feet of cock inside you."

“Y-yes…" I turned her around so that she'd face me while she laid the egg, squatting in front of my dick like she had to. “Then…"

“How about you keep your tongue busy in the meantime?" Mina blushed and nodded, grunting as the first contraction wracked her body to force the egg down, eyes losing focus. I pushed her head against my balls and let her have her fun with them, playing with my sack and cradling the heavy orbs. “Good hen, lay that egg." She chirped, as much as a chicken could, and worked harder to get the egg out, still with her beak buried under my cock. A couple of minutes went by then then I heard a soft thump: I looked down and there it was, the egg, big and round, smaller as I expected but still sizeable. “Let's see if you're stretched enough." Mina didn't say a thing as I flipped her over and examined her tailhole: the gaping ring looked every bit as pink and inviting but the space between her walls was bigger and I could clearly see her passage, squirming in anticipation. “Seems like you're ready."

“I-I am… please, daddy…" She was resting with her back on the tiles of the shower, legs spread open in the air and her eyes begged me to stuff her to the brim. I couldn't refuse her, could I?

I didn't let her wait much more and pressed my tip against her ring yet again, this time feeling the ring part around it with greater ease and much softer than before, the first inches sliding in without effort and then some more. As I reached the point where I had stopped before she moaned and patted the outline of the bulge on her belly, I pushed with more strength and the first foot entered her, two more to go. Mina was thrashing on the floor, flushed and burning with need and fingering herself while I held her thighs, those pillowy thighs for me to use as support as I thrust in and out. Her walls tried to grip my length and keep it inside but failed horribly, I was stronger than her and with each thrust I pumped pre in her, pushing it further and further with each inch I added to what she already had inside. Bit by bit I managed to jam two feet in her and picked up the pace, my sack being a rather big hindrance to my movements as was the little space of the shower, we didn't care. She was so hot, inside and outside, and moaned like we were the only two in the entire world without a care, caressing her breasts and squirting more milk that faded into the shower drain. It was such a waste I craned and bit on a nipple, sucking from her what little she had left as I kept pumping and added more inches to her ruined passage.

I don't know how much time went by but eventually the water started turning cold and that was a signal for me to hurry up and finish. Without caring for her, I slammed the final half foot in and stopped moving, relishing in the feeling of her body massaging all of my cock and her moans in the air. No wonder boys always wanted to fuck something… After a few seconds, I resumed, faster, harder, gripping her legs to hold on to her better, taking out a whole foot or two at a time and slamming it back in. She'd walk funny for days… More time went by and Mina stopped fingering herself, just laying on the floor, beak open and tongue lolling out, eyes unfocused and mumbling something every now and then. I never stopped thrusting even when I felt the impending climax come to me and even when the first shots ran through my cock and into her stomach, I kept hammering at her ruined tailhole. Her stomach started swelling and lost the outline of my cock as seed poured inside her by the gallon, giving her a shock and waking her up from the daze she had just been in. The moans of pleasure resumed and Mina kissed me deeply again, shutting herself up as my seed ran through her entire intestines and pooled directly in her stomach. Each exhale brought forth the scent of spunk and soon she started coughing and poured my own seed inside my mouth, wave after wave. We shared it, so wonderfully wrong and delightfully arousing, after this, I'd never see her the same way again nor I'd try to pretend she hadn't given her entire being for me to use as a toy.

I pulled out after I drank several pints of seed and felt the gush of what was inside her splash against my sack and legs while my cock kept pouring more on her belly and breasts. A minute went by and the shower drain failed to absorb everything, letting the white seed pool around us in an inch deep layer which turned into two inches and stopped when I finally felt the flow halt. I sighed in relief and bliss while Mina panted and caught her breath, every cell of her body, inside and outside, saturated in spunk despite the shower. I gave myself one last rinse and helped her do something just before the cold water kicked in and forced us to get out. We still smelled bad and she was still caked in spunk here and there but way less than before and soon so were the towels we used to dry ourselves. Mina had to use the hairdryer for her species that mom bought so that she'd not go around like a wet bird, well, more wet than she wanted to, and ended up with a puffy and warm coat of feathers all over, turning her alluring figure into a motherly one: big, soft, plush and with a bulging belly full of spunk.

“Lovely…" I kissed her neck and cradled in her warmth for an eternity while the shower gurgled and struggled to drain every gallon of spunk but from the looks of it, it'd take a long, long while. “I'm hungry, want to order some pizza?" We had a clock on the side of the sink, not sure why, and it read that it was already past noon, which meant that from my misadventure with the coffee to now, we'd spent at least an hour fucking and more.

“Sounds great sis… I'll order something." She moaned some more as I grabbed her ass and kneaded her plump cheeks once more, teasing her abused ring with a finger or two.

“I came to a conclusion: you really want me to get you pregnant, but we are not ready for that just yet, and seeing just how much you like me filling up your ass, I think we can safely say that from now on it's my property." I squeezed harder, she blushed and moaned again. “I'm going to train you to be able to take me whenever and wherever I want, you'll love it and we'll be able to spend as much time as we like together. Doesn't it sound nice to you?"

“Y-yesssss… I'd, I'd love that daddy…"

“For the next few days I'll make sure you're either full of cock or spunk, got it?" She nodded. “So no clothes for either of us, you come to me and bend over when I ask you to, you do what I want and I'll make sure to make you happy, as a daddy should." She shivered more and more as I spoke. Fuck, what was she doing to me? I had never been this… perverted or horny before but she was so damn fun to toy with… Should I stop? Yes… maybe I should tone it down. “O-of course… if you're fine with it, I love you too much to hurt you, Mina. Are… are you ok? With me being a little rough?" I decided to break the 'bad girl' act and hugged her tight, that wasn't me, that wasn't going to be me: if I was indeed going to keep her as my lover, she'd get everything she wanted and not one thing less than that. Her eyes widened a bit at the change in attitude but her gaze was soft and she finally hugged me back.

“Oh, that's fine by me, you can be my big bad daddy or my big sis whenever, I don't care… of course, daddy is much more fun to be around." The coy and lustful Mina came back with a bang as he groped me and latched onto my nipples to drink. “I'll go and get that pizza for us…"

We got out, leaving the room a little more tired and in a rather different situation, one that seemed to have shifted from one side to the other so often I didn't know what to think anymore: first she was ogling me and sneaked a pill to make me horny, then she bawls and begs for me to love her and then asks me to get her pregnant, then she gets all hot for me while I turn her into a cock sleeve and… Jesus that's a whole lot of crap to deal with and take in…

She took the phone and placed an order on one of the dozen places that delivered pizza, getting two of the biggest and baddest pizzas ever just for us. Mom called to check on us and I lied so much and so badly I knew she smelled something was amiss. Speaking of smelling: the whole house reeked as the spunk I hosed my room, the kitchen and the bathroom soaked into the tiles. Now that little stain on the wall was actually the cleanest place in the entire room. Mina didn't mind of course, licking any available surface from the coating of spunk while she grabbed the glasses from a cupboard. Unfortunately for me, the delivery boy arrived just in that moment and she didn't seem to be in any state to answer or receive our lunch. I looked at myself, naked as the day I was born and still semi-hard, pondering whether to rush to get pants, only to remember that nothing would fit me in any sort of way. I shrugged and took the necessary twenty dollars for the pizzas.

“Hello ma'am, here are your…………" I saw the face of the lizardboi turn from 'customer service' to 'ohmygodthereisanakedlady' in the span of half a second and then back to normal again. “Pizzas. The total comes to eighteen and fifty." I handed the two bills.

“Keep the change." He thanked me, profusely and stared oh so very much at my tits, not even trying to go any lower. “See many naked women when you deliver? Mark?" I read the tag, I didn't know him.

“I'd say it happens more often than I'd like." He chuckled and scratched his neck.

“Not into girls, are we?" I flashed him a toothy smile and he shrugged. “It's ok, I can understand, I also prefer girls, you know." He seemed not to understand for just about a moment and then he looked down and the composure he regained was thrown out of the window. He gulped what little of saliva he had left. So fun, maybe I'd do it more often. “This is just the beginning of a bad porno." Or the best one ever. Still, I couldn't get anything out of the scaleless boy since Mina came hissing and waving her arms to shoo him away.

“She's mine so get off our property you pervert!" The poor guy paled and ran, tail tucked between a pair of rather decent cheeks and got on the scooter. “You're all mine and I do not share."

“Wouldn't I have been fun to get another person to get frisky with?" I closed the door and held the two pizzas, hot and steamy, in my hands and put them on the coffee table in the living room. The tv was on and she had already selected a movie to watch on a streaming site, one of the many. “I bet he's into big girls, seeing how he was eyeing me."

“Fat chance, you're all mine and so is your cock." Mina huffed and sat next to me, leaning in and clutching my arm. “And all that's in there." Her hand reached for my sack and caressed the stretched skin, feeling just how much was still left. Judging by the weight between my legs I could bet they were getting heavier by the minute. “All of it."

“And you, my little hen, you're mine." She giggled and rested her head on my shoulder, sighing in happiness a moment later. “All mine."

The hour after that was a weird one: on one hand, I was watching a move with my little sister, enjoying the bad plot and worse CGI, on the other, well, she wanted kisses, hugs, she groped my tits and junk more often than not and I wasn't sure how to feel about either. We had a normal relationship before, more or less, sisters and just that, though if I have to be honest, I was jealous of her looks, and during her heats and mine I did look at her as someone I could love but now… now she had told me she wanted to have my babies. I mean, that's something married couples say after a year or two of marriage normally, not something you barely legal little sister blurts out after admitting she roofied you. Still, despite the weirdness of it all, Mina looked cuter when I teased her, when she moaned she had this air on her, sexy, pure, beautiful and she was mine to take. Right now, as I looked at her, laying on the couch, naked, hot and horny as always, focused on the movie, I felt my heart skip a beat, it scared and made me happy at the same time. So weird. How would mom and dad take this? They did know she was going through a bad heat and so was I, but to what extent had they prepared themselves, mentally I mean. Would it be better to just get her through this week and just hope all of this was a lust-induced dream of hers or should I… prepare myself for more to come?

“Sis?"

“Yes Mina? Something's wrong?"

“You know how you said to me in that cool and sexy voice that you were going to train me to fit your dick?" I nodded. Oh boy here she goes again. “I was wondering when you'd start, I feel awfully empty." The pizza box was there, void of said pizza, so it was safe to say she wasn't referring to her stomach, though I could improve even that. “Really empty and I know just the thing to fill me up."

“You are aware that you're awful at talking dirty, right?" Mina blushed and buried her beak in my chest, hiding her face from me. “But then again, you're better at being my dirty hen than anything else…" Her leg twitched at that. Learning how to push her buttons sure wasn't hard. “So get up here and let's see what can we do about that awful, awful feeling." She didn't wait even an instant before jumping on me, face to face and mashing her tits with mine. Before giving her the next order I sneaked in a kiss. “Don't move and get me hard." Mina seemed a bit confused by my words, since she didn't know how to do that without her hands or… In a couple of seconds her bird brain caught up and her talons wrapped around my shaft, carefully and slowly, trying to stroke me to an erection. The feeling of her talons was wildly different, so much more rough and strong than her claws. “Good girl…" the praise worked just fine and she picked up pace, grinding her hips on the base of my cock as she got better at her job, going in for the occasional kiss. “Faster Mina." Both talons gripped my shaft harder and she settled comfortably on my lap and picked up speed yet again, changing the position of her talons often and slathering them in pre as I got hard and some of it dribbled back down. The more forceful shots landed on the carpet or on the tv. “G-good hen…" The stark difference in sensation was enough to bring me already close to release and so I stopped her in her tracks, turning her around so that she'd press her back to my chest. “Get up." She obeyed and stood on the pillows of the sofa, bending over just slightly and pressing her rump on my muzzle: the heat made her ever so hot and warm down there and still so horribly flushed and swollen. I leaned in and licked her folds, tasting her arousal to the point it burned in my nostrils and caked my snout with sticky fluids. She moaned loudly. “Now, get down."

I flexed a couple of muscles and raised my cock to the ceiling, right where she could align herself. Mina gasped and blushed, lowering her massive ass down with her tailhole pressing against my tip. Her ring stretched and parted around it easily and she moaned again, going lower and lower, until a delicious bulge appeared on her belly and still kept going. I just leaned back and let her do all the work. Around halfway through she stopped going down and instead wiggled her hips, massaging the foot and a half buried inside her with her walls, up and down as well. It was nice and all but I had other plans so grabbed her hips and forcefully slammed her down to the hilt. Mina howled and came once the full three feet were inside her, most of them going in all at once, her pussy squirting over the not so clean carpet. She was stretched so much she tried to move her hips so that she could find a comfortable position I enjoyed the feeling of warmth she was providing and the inner texture of her walls.

“Now, you stay like this, I'll make sure that your ass remembers my cock forever." Mina opened her beak to say something but I stopped her by jamming two fingers inside her mouth, the same two I had used to prod at her folds a moment before. Any complaint she might have had was stopped as she started sucking on them and licked the fluids off. “If you finish the movie without coming once, then we can have all the sex you want until my balls are dry."

“But… that's impossible."

“I think you can do it, if you try hard enough."

After that I didn't say anything else and pretended to only care about the movie: we were about halfway through and so she'd only have to last for half an hour, but, considering how lovely she felt and how much she quivered, it was going to be hell for her. Inside I kept pumping a few pints of pre, adding to god know how much she had already from before and from time to time I'd tease her, be it from biting on her nipples or pumping a finger or two in her cunt. She never stopped moaning and a few times she came really, really close but she almost made it to the end without too many problems, almost. By the twenty fifth minute, she let out a loud gasp and her entire body was wracked by spasms and I felt a gush of fluids hit the carpet. Mina whimpered and looked at me with the expression that wounded puppies have.

“I didn't make it… sorry."

“Oh, well it doesn't matter. You know what's the losing condition?" She shook her head. “I will fuck you till you scream and then keep you around my cock for the next few hours." Her shock was rather pleasing to me. “And then for the whole night, maybe fuck you before going to bed and definitely when I wake up and then… you'll suck me clean and we'll start all over again till your ass is so perfect for me no one else will be able to enjoy it."

“Y-yes daddy, please… please. I need this."

“I bet you do." I kissed her one last time and then flopped her on her stomach and onto the cushions of the sofa, gripping her hips. “My little hen will not spend more than a few hours away from my dick until the holidays are over and then it'll be the same whenever I come back from college. Am I being clear?" I pulled out a foot and then slammed it back in, Mina moaned and started playing with her breasts and pussy.

“Y-y-yes… please fuck me… now…"

She had earned it after all, for being such a nice girl. I pulled back again and began giving her 'the due punishment', the whole of my body working to pound her soft ass till my hips hit her buttocks and the smacks echoed in the entire house along with her moans. Mina had given up on being silent and voiced her pleasure over and over till her throat felt sore, each moan was a slap, each time my balls hit her heated folds and made her quiver, each time I slammed a foot or even more of cock inside her. The sofa was getting soaked in the escaping pre and residue cum, with her tailhole being loosened by countless thrusts and her own pleasure, sticking to the green cushions and pillows alike.

I never really stopped pumping pre inside her and so her belly was even more prominent, bouncing up and down, sloshing and getting ever so big, giving her a really motherly look and all of a sudden, switching hole and pounding her cunt raw and full wasn't such a bad idea, if it meant to turn that cum belly into one from eggs. But not today, no, I'd make her ass so plowable she'd never be the same again, always ready for me, always a bit gaping, perfect. Apparently in the midst of all of this perverted debauchery I had become an ass lover, which was the cool type of person, according to my guy friends.

Mina came over and over, each orgasm melting into another as I thrusted all of my length in and out and only after… dozens of minutes, I felt the need to release inside her. Right at that time, the door opened and I heard the loudest gasp and the weirdly familiar sound of groceries falling on the floor.

I love spring. Sometimes.