Editor's note: this fictional work contains scenes of completely fictional incest or fictional incest content.
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"Thomas... be careful! Stop! It's too sensitive for that!" Regina said as a husband kneeled down in front of her. "It's so sensitive it hurts!"
Regina looked down her fur covered body, something new had happened. A change that every female of the kin dreaded. She had somehow been infected with a futa. A large penis extended from a new small sheath above her vagina, and it was very sensitive. She could hardly stand it, the sensation coursing through it were almost overwhelming.
She struggled to keep her heat at bay. She wanted to mate, her tail swished back and forth in agitation as her black bordered eyes locked onto her own throbbing member. *~I have a dick! A dick! My dick! And his touch feels so good.~* Regina thought as her heart thudded in her chest, hard and violent. Her dripping pointed head down to the knot at its base had to have been at least nine inches long. Bigger than half of her husbands.
"I don't know... What will I..." She whispered as her eyes welled with tears and she wiped them with black furred paws. She was so confused and horny and confused and lustful and confused and in a full-blown heat! All at the same time! what was she going to do?! *~Will they leave me now? Now that I am a futanari and not a vixen anymore?~* Her vulpine features sagged in distress while her dick throbbed in desire, she let out a small mournful howl.
Her mind ran wild as the images of her husbands flashed through her mind. Bernard, the large taurus who had stolen her heart with his impressive physique but gentle nature. Her newest husband, the fiery crocodilian Burges and his quick temper. The lazy and relaxed puma Rigley, so easygoing and dynamic. And sweet Thomas, her vulpine cousin-brother and first husband who kneeled before her, his own fox-like face hard to read as he stared at her freakish new feature.
"Thomas... What, What am I going to do?" She begged him and he looked at her with tenderness in his eyes. His soft features full of concern and something else she couldn't place.
"Are you feeling the heat?" He asked her, his soft paws on her spread knees. He looked so good down there.
"Yes. Yes. I need to mate. I need it." She said her voice growing husky. She had to look away from him, and glanced around his bedroom. It was a comfortable den, dark and well padded with blankets. They had shared it last night, and things had progressed normally as he mounted and tied to her, pumping her full of his seed for the half-hour they were joined. The thought alone caused her to wince as she throbbed above and her wetness increased below. Her femininity was still there, wet and ready for him. Aching to be filled.
She watched him lick his muzzle as he looked at her again she only wished that long wet tongue was lapping at her. Pushing into her to tickle her depths. He was very good with that tongue of his, one of the few things she could convince him to do beyond regular mating. He was a chaste little fellow.
Her head spun as dizziness gripped her more and more. She thought that all the blood must be pooling at her double sex. Her passionate thoughts kept revolving around how she wanted to throw him over and mount him or be mounted in kind.
"Thomas..." she started in a progressively lustful voice. "I need t--"
"Come, let us go." He interrupted her and stood.
"G.. Go? Go where?!" She hissed. "We can't tell anyone else! They will all leave me!" A sudden dread gripped her. "Y... You won't leave me will you?!"
"Nonsense, we all love you." Thomas, always loyal no matter what she had put him through. Her neediness, her whimsical temperament, her collecting husbands like she was a hunter bagging game. "Let's just go to Rigley. He will know what can be done." Thomas reassured her softly.
*~Of course,~* She thought, the free spirited Rigley had a lot of experience with these things before he decided to settle down with Regina and her pack. *~If anyone besides Thomas would know, it would be Rigley. And besides that, he has that amazingly slippery and barbed co--~* She cut off the thought, she needed to focus. Focus hard. Before she knew what was happening, she had a silk robe around her exposed fur and was being escorted down the hall towards Ripley's room.
He lived on the other side of their large open-air home. And each step was a mix of bliss and pain as the silk rubbed against her. The raw skin of her unsheathed member luxuriating in the touch of the smooth cool silk as it slipped across with her steps. The cool air of the morning struck her nipples and they hardened under the robe as if trying to out show her new addition.
She knew she must look a sight, eyes half closed, hard nipples and red hard cock pressing out between the folds of her robe, and a sweet tender effeminate naked fox leading her by the hand. She watched the way his tail swished and small little butt tensed with each step. She reached out with her other hand and grabbed his tail, tugging on it gently, like he did when he wanted to mount her. With a toothy grin he looked back at her.
"Now, now my wife-sister, you must behave." He told her with a wink as they continued to walk, the claws on their exposed paws clicking along the wooden flooring. She tried to focus on the garden at the center of their home, the burbling of the stream and fishpond, the soft jangle of wind chimes. Instead of that hot little furry orange ass in front of her.
The rustle of fabric and bells being moved aside brought her attention back to their short journey as she followed behind Thomas into a room.
Rigley was an open sort, he had no door on his room, just some strips of fabric to keep out the cold, and it worked, within his low-lit den it was very warm. The ringing of the bells attached to the fabric strips must have woken him from his cat nap as his lithe body was stretching and a big yawn full of fangs graced his short-muzzled face.
"Yessss?" He purred out, his voice full of invitation and seduction.
Regina groaned and leaned forward, her lust fogged mind wanting to feel his tan-furred body against hers. He was a rare concolor variant of the puma line. His fur a mix of creamy brown over a lean and agile frame. Some of the things they had done together caused her to whimper and stumble forward and lean against Thomas. A sharp inhale took her as her hard dick pressed against him, rubbing along one of his soft buttocks. It felt... divine... *~Is this how it is for men? So... good?~* she wondered amongst her foggy thoughts.
"My queen, what ails you?" Rigley asked, up and at her side in a flash, he took one of her arms gently and supported her. As she turned to the side he looked down with wide eyes at what pushed out from the folds of her robe. She froze in horror staring at his features, waiting for his ears to turn back and claws to sink into her.
But instead, his lips rose into a small smile, the points of his fangs showing as he whispered to her. "I see, the creators have finally blessed you with a new pleasure." He said, his voice silky as he effortlessly led her to his pile of blankets and pillows. With Thomas treating him with deference he helped move Regina to the nest.
