Vrak, as it turned out, didn't have to wait long.
Her sister became increasingly feverish in the days that followed, her fur becoming matted with sweat and heavy production of her skin oils. She bathed regularly to hide it, she conditioned, treated and styled her fur so that no one could tell what she was going through.
But at the end of the day, she would finish her day with her hair, her skin and even her face in disarray.
"Honey," Vic asked her a few days after his experience with...his wife prostituting herself to him.
He should be at work, but Vrak was actually happy that her father had found something at home that interested him enough to put it off- "you look a little bit pale, are you alright?"
"I-I am fine dad," Vika replied as she tried to not let her hand shake too much.
She was sitting meters away from Vrak, at the opposite end of the table, but even that distance was enough for Vrak's sexual pheromones to affect her it seemed.
Vika would try to peer at her from the corner of her eyes from time to time and Vrak, like the older sister she was, would just brazenly smile at her. She had not spoken to Vrak since that first night of pimping their mother out to their father, but that was fine with Vrak; Siblings fought all the time after all.
And her sister would soon be hers anyway~
"Really? You don't seem to be doing too well," Vic responded with a grunt. He was actually sitting a distance from Hina, and was looking at her from time to time like he never had in all the years that he had been married to her, "Point in fact, you've been looking bad for a while and you just seem to be getting worse."
"I am doing fine, dad!" Vika growled as she grabbed her shaky hand with her other hand, and forced herself to scoop up her food into her mouth, "So just stop asking already. Please!"
Vic actually raised an eyebrow at Hina, who pointed a thumb at her stomach and then pointed at her head, indicating "heat".
Vic wordlessly gasped in understanding.
"Are you taking any pills for it hon?" He asked, making Vika glare at him, "I mean, if you are going into your he-"
"-I AM NOT GOING INTO HEAT!" Vika yelled as she half got up from her table.
Her parents recoiled back and even Vrak was surprised by that. Was Vika...in denial?
"I know what I am doing," Vika spat her words out as she settled into her chair again.
"...honey," Vic tried again, "Have you talked to your mother about this?"
Vika, for the first time, actually looked at Hina for the first time as she tried hard to not let her contempt show.
"I am good," She replied simply as her attention went back to her food.
If she had been acting as if she were ignoring Vrak...then it would be apt to say that her ignorance of their mother was no act.
Ouch.
"Well," Their father lamely said in the aftermath of that, "If you are sure."
Vika only grunted her affirmation as Vic sighed...and then pulled out a few bills from his pocket.
He slid them down the table to Hina, and the fox gave Vrak a questioning shake of her head.
Mistaking it for being directed at him, Vic gestured towards the seat next to him, and Vrak gave her stepmother and bitch an approving smile before she nodded behind her father's back.
Hina took the money and put it between her tits as the patriarch of the house breathlessly watched, before she sauntered over to his side.
They had been like this for days, with Vrak doing anything to encourage it. Sometimes they would charge a lot of money for the most meaningless of things.
Sometimes they would charge a pittance for the most extreme.
It was all part of the game, with the main point being that Vic paid.
Vika gave a hiss of scorn at the display as she put her spoon down and, without a word, departed for her room.
"What got into her?" Vic wondered as his wife put a hand on his shoulder as she sat down next to him.
"Who knows," Hina said with a worried frown that gave away her knowledge.
"Oh, little sis is just going through her rebellious phase," Vrak confidently replied, "Just give her space."
"I'll pull her out of it soon enough," She assured them.
"I can always count on you hon," Vic replied and even Hina seemed to be eased.
What could Vrak say? She was just doing what any loving Alpha bitch would for her family.
"Oh little sis, what are you doing?" Vrak asked herself as she sat on her computer in her room.
The scent of her mother's heat wasn't as strong in the room as it was before, as the game that they were playing with her father required her to be out of it. But oh, just to add spice there were nights where no amount of money would make Hina stay, and she would come here so that Vrak could make up for selling her.
She was keeping her bitch well fed and fucked even as they slowly worked on giving her father a spot on her future vision of her family.
But today she was checking up on her sister's computer from her own console.
As in denial as she was, and as nearly incapable of actually working in society as her heat had rendered her, she had been hard at work to, as far as Vrak could determine, stop Vrak..
There were cameras in the house now, arranged so that they would be "hidden" even as Vrak had fun with their mom. Point in fact, Vrak went out of her way to pose and make the sex look as good as she could for her sister!
There were also microphones in strategic places, near where Vrak made sure to loudly talk about her adulterous plans for her stepmother with their father. She would incriminate herself in ways both subtle and obvious. And she did it knowing full well that she was probably filling a library of records heavy enough to fully destroy their family.
About the only thing that worried her was that she had not heard Vika masturbate.
Not even once.
Her eyes were going red at the edges and her pussy was so swollen that Vrak could see the outline of her triangular lips if she didn't wear loose enough pants or skirts.
It was worrying, really.
But the fact that she now had so much incriminating evidence on her? Well, what was a little risk for getting what you really wanted?
"You really should use a better system, sis," Vrak sighed as she earmarked all videos, audio files and even pictures that Vika had on her. She would work on this with her later, because, who knows, maybe a career of incestual porn laid on their futures? As it was, they were ready to be uploaded to a cloud system.
But they actually weren't. That is to say, if something happened to her computer, all this hard work would go to waste.
Sloppy, sloppy.
And that was when her phone rang.
A simple vibration that indicated that someone had sent her a text message made Vrak pull out her cellphone.
And when she looked at it she smiled.
"We need to talk," it said, by the sender that Vrak had nicknamed "Loving sis" in her phone.
Was it finally time?
Vrak rapidly went to her contacts and called the only other person necessary to turn all this hard work into the necessary last steps that she needed to fulfill her goals.
Things had not gone to her plans. Obstacles had shown themselves. But would she be her father's daughter if she couldn't roll with the punches? At the end of the day, she would widen her scope.
And she would make her problems into open doors.
"Hina," Vrak purred into her phone.
"Y-yes hon?" Hina asked and Vrak could practically hear her shivering over the phone.
"It's time," She told her bitch and stepmother.
