THE FAMILY IN RUTWELL FOREST

By Kthanid

With input from SerenaKtty

Chapter 10: And The Band Played On

“How did daddy put us inside you, mommies?” Tina asked innocently.

All three adults blushed and looked at each other in the hope that one of them had a quick way out of having to explain ‘that’ little procedure.

“You know, Wannah learned to speak our language about the same time as all this was going on,” Serena offered quickly. “Wouldn’t you like to hear about that?”

“I would!” Tim piped up, eager to hear any stories about his favorite Auntie.

“I wanna know how daddy put us inside our mommies,” Tina pouted.

“We’ll have daddy tell you about that when you’re all a little older.” Monica said, ignoring Martin’s horrified look.

“I Wannah hear about how my mommies out wrestled all the boys in the forest,” Mik grinned proudly.

“Wh-who said we ‘out wrestled’ all the boys in the forest?” Monica asked in a shocked tone.

“Unca Randy did,” Mik grinned. “He said you an’ mommy Serena wore out every boy who came to wrestle you.”

“Did he, now?” Serena asked, making a mental note to have a little talk with Randy Rabbit. “Well Randy tends to exaggerate a bit. But, I guess we could tell you what did happen.”

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Harley Looked curiously at Wannah. After the she-tiger had calmed down and got over her awe of Randy’s ‘ability’ to transform him, she had crouched down and started sniffing at the carpet and what was left of the couch. After a few minutes of this she looked up and grinned brightly before squatting next to the couch and holding her outer lips apart with her fingers. Harley suddenly clued in as to what she was about to do.

“NO!” Harley shouted. “Not here! This isn’t your territory!”

Wannah looked up at Harley with a startled, confused expression.

“This place belongs to Serena,” He said, taking her by the arms.

Standing the tigress up, Harley quickly guided her outside into the night air. Wannah went willingly enough but with a sorrowful expression on her face.

“Do you need to use the bathroom?” he asked once he had closed the front door behind them.

Wannah frowned, trying to understand what Harley was asking of her. After a moment she hung her head submissively and bent over, bracing her hands on the side of the house.

“What?!” Harley asked, his voice raised in frustration.

“Wannah tonga, Har-ley,” she said sadly.

“I don’t understand,” Harley said. “I wish I could understand you.”

“I guess I could do that for you,” The faerie mouse said as she popped in. “But only if you promise to stop teasing the poor girl.”

“How can I be teasing her if I don’t know what she wants?” Harley snapped.

“Honestly,” the faerie sighed. “What does any healthy, hormone driven adolescent in love want?”

“In LOVE?!?”

“Are you blind? Of course she’s in love. You sent her away and where did she end up sleeping? On the porch of what she thinks is your home. She wanted her first mating to be with you. She gives in to anything you want, once she figures out what you want. Right now she’s waiting for you to punish her. She thinks you’re mad at her for trying to mark her territory.

“But I’m not mad at her,” Harley protested. “I just wanted to let her know that Serena’s home isn’t where you do that sort of thing.”

“She isn’t used to houses, Harley. She thinks you live there. She was just trying to stake her claim. You really have led a sheltered life, haven’t you?”

Harley blushed and looked up at the night sky. The faerie sighed again and landed on his shoulder.

“Look, Harley,” she said. “You’ve got to be a bit more outgoing here. Look around, enjoy what life has to offer. I mean, you seem to enjoy sharing pleasure with others...Even Randy.”

Harley opened his mouth to protest but the faerie cut him off.

“Oh don’t even try to deny it. I saw your aura when he was playing with you in female form.”

“That doesn’t mean I want to mate with him,” Harley fumed. “That just really makes me… Uncomfortable.”

“Why? The whole point of turning you into a girl was so you could experience what a girl wants and needs. If you keep fighting it, you’ll never learn.”

“Yeah, well, you didn’t have to do that to me either. I would have learned eventually.”

“You can never learn soon enough.”

“You still didn’t have to do it.”

“Let me make it up to you then. If you want to understand Wannah, I’ll teach her our language.”

“You can do that?”

The faerie mouse grinned and gestured at Wannah. The tigress was still waiting for Harley’s to punish her. Her eyes were closed so she did not see the green sparkles that danced around her head. The mouse then bowed to Harley and popped out in a shower of green sparkles.

Harley blinked, wondering briefly if he would ever get used to that. He turned to Wannah.

“What’s the matter?” he asked hesitantly.

“Wannah is sorry Har-ley is mad,” she said submissively. “Wannah promise no pee until Har-ley say it okay.”

“I’m not mad,” Harley said, amazed that the faerie actually had done as she promised. “I just didn’t want you to pee in Serena’s house. It’s her territory.”

Wannah looked up at Harley, wonder in her eyes.

“Har-ley understand Wannah?”

Harley nodded.

“Wannah smell no marking scent.”

“Well...We don’t mark our territory that way,” Harley grinned sheepishly. “Besides, Serena’s scent is sorta all over the house.”

“Mating scent,” Wannah grinned, then her grin faded. “She...She is Har-ley’s mate?”

“Wha? NO!” Harley said quickly. “We...We’re close enough. But she belongs to Martin and Monica… The mink and the platypus.”

“Har-ley has no mate?” Wannah asked shyly.

“Ummmm, no...Not yet.”

“Har-ley...Like Wannah?”

“Ummm...Y-yeah, I l-like you.”

“Wannah love Har-ley. Har-ley make Wannah tingle good...Better than Wannah make Wannah tingle.”

Harley blushed. Wannah grimaced and squirmed a little.

“Wannah do anything please Har-ley.”

“How did you get here?”

“Wannah lose trail,” the tigress admitted looking at the ground. “Was on hunting rite of passage. Wannah fail...Wannah just cub.”

“What were you after?”

“Wannah hunt shell-rat.”

“What’s a shell-rat?”

Wannah squirmed some more then held her arms as far apart as she could, about 6 or 7 feet.

“Big rat. Bigger. Have shell on back, spikes on tail.”

“I’ve never seen an animal like that...Ummm... Are you okay?”

Wannah grimaced and held her thighs tightly together.

“If you have to pee, then pee.”

“Wannah thank Har-ley.”

Wannah crouched down immediately and pried her pussy lips apart. She let go with a heavy, gushing, seemingly endless golden stream. She groaned in relief as the pressure on her bladder slowly eased. Harley stared for only a second before turning away, his cheeks burning. After almost a minute and a half, Wannah sighed softly as she expelled the last of her water.

“Har-ley clean Wannah?” she asked coyly.

Harley turn to face her again.

“Huh?”

Wannah shifted over a little, sat down and lifted one leg straight up in the air. She bent over and lapped a little bit at her pussy, then looked up at Harley. Harley could only stare and blush at the sight.

“Wannah clean.”

The tigress proceeded to lick herself clean, purring and shivering a little until she finished.

Back inside the house, Serena came out of the bedroom with Monica trailing behind her. Martin lay on the bed an utterly exhausted, a silly grin on his face. Cleo quickly intercepted them and laid a hand on Serena’s belly. She closed her eyes a moment then grinned broadly. Serena looked curiously at Cleo as the sorceress turned and repeated the performance on Monica.

“What was that for?” Serena asked.

“Oh nothing,” Cleo giggled. “You can pass.”

Serena still burned with need, as did Monica. She had come out hoping to find Randy and Harley to satisfy her body’s cravings. She spotted Randy leaning on the remains of her couch a broad grin on his face.

“Wh-what happened to my couch?” Serena asked.

“Oh, Harley’s girlfriend is a little, er, physical,” Randy grinned. “Cleo is it okay, now?”

“Yes, Randy,” Cleo grinned knowingly. “Have fun.”

Serena went over to Randy, her mating scent washing over him. He caressed her hips and kissed her as his bunnyhood responded quickly to the stimuli.

“Could I interest either of you ladyfurs in a game of hot bunny poker?”

“Sound like fun,” Serena purred. “How do we play?”

“Well, first we need a rabbit,” Randy smiled. “Hey! I guess that would be me!”

Monica moved hesitantly over to Randy and Serena. Her body craved satisfaction as much as Serena’s but she wasn’t sure she could mate with anyone other than Serena and Martin. She watched as Randy coaxed Serena to the floor, her fingers absently straying to her pussy. As she watched Randy and Serena kiss, she felt Serena’s hand on her calf, coaxing her to come down with them. In spite of the anxiousness she felt she knelt down with them, her body rebelling against her mind. Serena laid back against Monica and spread her knees apart. Randy moved between her thighs and lightly pressed his bunnyhood against Serena’s slit.

Monica could feel her juices soaking the fur on her outer lips, her inner thighs and her calves. Suddenly, Randy kissed her. His mouth covered the end of her bill and his tongue licked at her lips. Before she even realized what she was doing, he opened her bill and accepted his tongue into her mouth. Randy explored her mouth thoroughly before breaking the kiss. Monica panted breathlessly as Randy kissed his way down to her breast and suckled at her nipple.

Randy had not been neglecting Serena. He rubbed the tip of his bunnyhood up and down Serena’s slit, teasingly slipping deeper and deeper past her fuzzy outer lips. Serena moaned and purred. Randy cupped one of Serena’s breasts as he suckled at Monica’s tit. He caressed and kneaded it firmly. Serena purred loudly and took hold of the rabbit’s hips. She pulled him into her, moaning happily as her cunny was filled with throbbing male flesh again.

Randy mated with her slowly making sure to pay attention to Monica as well. Serena caressed his sides and back and savored the friction of his cock sliding in and out of her love tunnel. Slowly his pace increased. Serena humped against his thrusts, her purring moans of pleasure growing louder and more urgent. Randy suddenly groaned and thrust hard and fast for several strokes then slapped his groin tight up against Serena’s pussy. His hot Bunny cream flooded her belly. The sensation tipped Serena over the edge and she leaned her head back Mewing and purring as she felt her tingles flood through her.

For a minute or two Serena and Randy panted as their climax slowly faded. Randy then slipped out of Serena, who vacated Monica’s lap. Serena kissed Monica and eased her back to the floor. The next thing Monica knew, Randy was kneeling between her thighs. She looked at Serena and Randy with a mixture of panic and desire. She whimpered and trembled in Serena’s arms.

“Relax love,” Serena purred soothingly. “It’s all right.”

Monica hugged Serena and closed her eyes. Randy slipped his arms under Monica’s knees and lifted her legs up to get a better angle on things. Randy’s shaft slipped easily into Monica’s hot, well lubricated egg tunnel. Monica stiffened and clutched at Serena as Randy’s shaft filled her. Serena purred softly and rubbed Monica’s belly.

“Relax, Monica. It’s just like mating with Martin. I promise he’ll make you feel good.”

“But he’s not...I’ve only ever...with Martin and you...” Monica babbled as Randy began to thrust into her. “Oh Serena! He’s...He’s mating with me...!”

Monica’s babbling became whimpers and moans as the tingles began to build in her pussy. Serena panted softly as she watched Randy’s shaft disappear into and reappear from Monica’s cunny. She kissed Monica’s throat and along the platypus’ collar bone.

Monica held Serena tightly as the tingles in her pussy flooded out to her belly and thighs. She whimpered and moaned as her cunny clung to and squeezed Randy’s shaft. Serena grinned and purred. She reached down and stroked Monica’s clit while Randy continued to thrust harder and faster. The extra stimulation sent Monica into a second orgasm. She cried out as it washed through her whole body. Her pussy clamped down on Randy’s shaft even more tightly than before. Randy stiffened and drove his shaft as far into her as he could and emptied his passion into her, grunting with each pulse of his orgasm.

Randy released Monica’s legs and he and Serena kissed Monica and each other passionately. Randy slipped out of Monica as Serena muscled her way to straddle Monica on her hands and knees. Randy grinned as Serena wiggles her rump enticingly at him.

“It’s a dirty job,” He panted with a happy grin. “But if somebody’s got to do it, it might as well be me.”

Harley and Wannah came back into the living room just in time to see Serena cum, mewing and purring loudly. Harley blushed three shades of crimson.

“Oh good, you’re back” Cleo said with a broad grin on her face. “We’ll need you after Randy is finished.”

Randy switched and started mating with Monica again.

“Wh-why me?” He asked, fascinated and embarrassed by the spectacle on the living room floor. “I...I’m spent.”

“Well, we won’t need you until morning, I think,” Cleo said thoughtfully. “Based on past experience, Randy should be good until morning. Besides, we wouldn’t want Serena or Monica to be mating with just anyone, now, would we?”

“I’m g-going to bed,” Harley said wearily, feeling just a bit overwhelmed by the day’s events.

Harley walked around the rutting trio who seemed all but oblivious to his presence. Not even Serena’s and Monica’s combined mating scent could deter him from his mission to rest and recuperate. When he reached the door to the guest room. He turned around and found that Wannah had followed him and was standing right behind him, and innocent grin on her face. He grinned a little nervously at the tigress.

“Y-you can sleep in here with me if you want,” He said.

“Thank Harley!” Wannah gushed happily.

To his surprise, she scooped him up in her arms and leapt onto the bed...Which promptly crashed to the floor. Undaunted, Wannah set the startled and slightly terrified fox onto the mattress and snuggled up beside him, purring happily. Harley stared at the ceiling a minute, running the rather hectic day through his mind and ending up with him sleeping next to a female saber-toothed tigress. The rumbling purr from Wannah’s throat had a calming, almost sedating effect on him. He looked over at the big tigress and smiled.

“Oh, what the heck,” he whispered.

With that he snuggled up to Wannah, wrapped his arms around her and fell asleep to the sounds of purring and vigorous mating.

Harley awoke early the next morning to Wannah lapping at his muzzle. Out in the living room the sounds of passionate mating continued.

“Morning, Har-ley!” Wannah beamed.

“Good morning to you too,” Harley said, a little bewildered as his brain slowly began to remind him where and with who he was. “Have they been at it all night?”

“Bushy, yellow-tail take over when sun come up,” Wannah said as she stroked Harley’s pouch.

“You mean Martin?” Harley asked, gently pushing her hand away and praying that his male organs weren’t going to betray him.

“That name little kitty shout,” Wannah grinned.

“Heheh, well that’s what happens when you go into season,” Harley said as he sat up and stretched.

“Not know,” Wannah said. “Season not come for Wannah.”

“Your time will come, I’m sure,” Harley said, though he hoped that it would be after he had concluded his visit with Serena.

“Wannah remember one tigress. She get mating scent and go into cave for many days. Many tigers come to visit. Big fight when more than one tiger come at same time. She have cubs in belly when she come out of cave.”

Wannah got up and stood in front of Harley. She had a coy, almost shy look on her face.

“Har-ley come visit Wannah, when season come for Wannah?”

I-I’ll t-t-try,” Harley answered, sweating nervously.

Wannah licked his nose and smiled broadly. From out in the living room, Serena’s purring mewling signaled that she had cum yet again. Cleo, looking a little tired, poked her head into Harley’s room.

“Oh good, you’re awake!” She said quickly. “Martin could use a break and Randy is rehydrating himself in the kitchen.”

“You’re still here, Cleo?” Harley asked. “I’d have thought you’d have gone home by now.”

“Can’t,” Cleo said. “If I leave these two alone in their condition they’ll be wandering the forest mating with anything that moves.”

Out in the living room Martin thrust his minkhood hard and fast into Monica, who had her arms and legs wrapped around him, pleading for him to cum inside her. Martin was drenched with perspiration and panted breathlessly as he rapidly approached utter exhaustion. Monica squealed as Martin squirted the very last drop of his seed he could muster into her. Immediately there after, Martin collapsed into a deep sleep. Monica, her own eyes drooping a bit, wriggled out from under her spent lover and tried to paw his Minkhood back to life. Serena smiled, still horny but feeling a little peckish.

“I’m going to get something to eat,” She said.

She got up and went into the kitchen where Randy, looking a little ragged around the edges, was downing the last of a bottle of orange juice.

“Already?” Randy chuckled. “Martin has got to work on his stamina.”

“He’ll probably get better,” Serena said as she got herself and apple.

“He’s going to have to,” Randy grinned. “With two sexy ladyfurs to satisfy. Of course, I’d hardly be a friend if I wasn’t there to offer a helping…Er…Hand.”

“Or toy?” Serena grinned as she nibbled at her apple.

“That too.”

“I think I’ll go for a quick swim,” Serena announced as she finished her apple.

“Are you sure that’s a good idea?” Randy asked. “I mean, in your condition and all.”

“Don’t be silly,” Serena said as she opened the back door and stepped outside. “I’m just going out back.”

She trotted down to the edge of Passion Lake. There she spotted Sheila. The young platypus looked absolutely miserable.

“Sheila? Are you all right?”

“Serena? You’re okay?” Sheila said before noticing Serena’s lack of attire. “And y-you’re naked?!”

“Yes, I am,” Serena said, noticing that Sheila’s eyes were riveted on her chest. “What’s wrong? Why were you asking if I was okay?”

“Randy came to the house and told Monica that there was some big emergency and that she had to come right away. Me brother an’ me came over later to find out what was going on, but we saw this big scary cat peeing next to your front porch for your friend Harley...Is he really into that water sport thing? Well anyway, we didn’t want to disturb them so we went home.”

Serena grinned, a little embarrassed that they’d worried over more or less nothing and that during her entire dissertation, Sheila had not once looked anywhere other than her breasts.

“Well, I’m okay,” Serena said.

“Oh I’m so glad,” Sheila said with a relieved smile. “But, where’s me big sis?”

“Inside,” Serena said. “She’s resting. Don’t worry, though. She’s just a little tired. It was a very long night. By the way? Where’s your brother?”

Sheila’s smile faded and she looked at the ground.

“He…He’s packing.”

Serena suddenly remembered that Monica was sending her little brother back home to Australia. She suddenly felt badly that she hadn’t spoken with Monica, but the situation being what it was, with neither of them thinking clearly she could hardly blame herself.

“I don’t want ‘im ta go!” Sheila bawled, tears spilling from her eyes.

“Martin and I are planning to speak to your sister about Shelby,” Serena said. “I’m sure we can get her to reconsider.”

“But what if she still says he has to go?” The young platypus sniffed as her tears continued to flow freely. “We love her. We love you and Martin ...Why can’t we all be together?”

Serena knelt down and held Sheila tightly to her. The young platypus wrapped her arms around Serena and wept into her shoulder.

“Don’t give up just yet,” Serena said, fighting her body’s desire with all her might for the sake of consoling her lover’s sister. “Everything will work out in the end.”

“It...It will?” Sheila asked, looking up at Serena with big wet eyes and a trembling lower lip.

“Y-you just go home and you’ll see,” Serena said, becoming very conscious of the soft warm body pressed up against her. “Just as soon as our “season” passes....”

“You’re in season?” Sheila gasped her smile returning. “Monica too? Y-you’re going to have Babies?! I’m going to be an Auntie!!”

Serena smiled and nodded, reluctantly letting Sheila pull away from her.

“I hafta tell Shelby right away!” she gushed excitedly. “C-can we come an’ visit?”

“Of course,” Serena smiled. “You’re always welcome in my house. We’re going to be a family after all.”

“YAY!!” Sheila yelled exuberantly as she skipped off along the shore line in the direction of Monica’s home.

Serena breathed a sigh of relief. She didn’t know how much longer she could have held off her bodies desire to be satisfied. She liked the younger platypi, but still felt awkward about being with them in ‘that way’. She shook her head and hoped that a quick dip would clear away the lustful cobwebs. She stepped into the chilly water and quickly immersed herself. She surfaced and dove again, delighting in the chilly bite of the water on the fevered flesh under her fur. When she surfaced again, her need asserted itself once more. She felt empty and needed to feel another’s touch. She swam to the shore and stepped out of the water. Her fur was slicked down against her lithe body showing off every last little curve and detail.

“Ahem!” came a low authoritative voice. “Miss Kitty, Ah do believe Y’all is not properly attired ta be out an’ about.”

Serena turned and spotted Beuford leaning against a tree his eyes roving up and down her body. She smiled and strode toward him, her tail lashing the air behind her, fanning her scent in the air.

“I believe I’m perfectly legal, constable,” Serena purred. “After all it’s practically in my back yard.”

“Technically, y’all maght be raght,” Beuford drawled. “But y’all maght be jus’a tad safuh indoors.”

“Indoors?” Serena purred.

Serena noticed that the constable looked a trifle uncomfortable. Her eyes roved down to his groin where she saw that his pouch was swollen and prominent and that his doghood peeped out of its sheath. The hollow emptiness in her cunny demanded attention.

“Safer from what?” she purred as she pressed her wet body up against the constable.

Beuford grinned as Serena’s mating scent washed over him. His male pride throbbed and grew long and thick, nestled between his and Serena’s bellies.

“Th-there’s no tellin’ wh-what kind of low life individuals maght be walkin’ around heah and catchin’ wind o’ that lovely scent of yours. Ah’d hate ta thank y’all maght end up in a compromising position because Ah was negligent in mah duties. May Ah escort y’all back ta y’alls domicile?”

“That would be wonderful, constable,” Serena purred, running her fingers through the bloodhound’s chest fur.

Randy came down the trail from Serena’s back door talking to himself.

“How could you be so stupid, Randy,” He mocked Cleo’s voice. “Geeze, Cleo she just went down to the lake! It’s only a hop, skip and a jump away. How much trouble can she get intooooo...Oh Heck! Beuford! Stop!”

Beuford whipped his hands behind his back.

“Ah was just reprimandin’ miss kitty heah about huh lack of propah attiah.”

Randy pried Serena away from Beuford who quickly covered his raging erection.

“Come on, Serena,” Randy coaxed. “Harley’s got a nice big...Er...‘Toy’ for you to play with.”

Serena giggled and skritched behind Randy’s ears. The rabbit’s foot thumped the ground and his ears drooped back. The smile on his face became a silly grin.

“You’re not helping the situation, Serena,” He said. “You know that, don’t you?”

“Cain’t y’all see th’ lady is needin’ it bad?” Beuford said, Serena’s scent arousing his mating instincts.

“Awww...Heck,” Randy said as what little resolve he had faded away.

He kissed Serena deeply and passionately. Beuford moved up to the pair and caressed Serena’s belly and breasts. He turned her toward him and knelt down. Serena licked at his muzzle as he lay back, pulling her with him.

Serena mewed and purred as she rose up enough for Beuford to position the tip of his lover’s tool at her vaginal entrance. Serena eased down, filling her pussy with the bloodhound’s long, thick cock. Randy looked a little dismayed and left out as he watched Serena’s rump bob up and down on Beuford’s shaft. Inspiration struck him however, bringing a smile to his face. He whipped out a handy tube of BUNNY LUBE tm* and generously slicked up his own aroused tool. He moved in behind Serena and held her hips motionless long enough to push his length slowly and deeply up her tail hole.

Normally, Serena would have protested mightily. Anal sex was not something she was into. But in her aroused state all she cared was that a second male was mating with her. Randy thrust slowly into Serena’s asshole, each thrust in lifting her up off of Beuford’s tool and each withdrawal settling her love tunnel back down over the hound’s hot throbbing shaft.

Serena could only purr and mew and groan in ecstasy as she felt the two males moving within her. Randy and Beuford slowly increased their pace, humping Serena harder and faster. Serena cried out and threw back her head as her climax hit. Randy and Beuford continued to mate with her throughout her orgasm. Beuford came next, howling out his pleasure as his seed surged into Serena’s womb. Randy lay over Serena’s back, clutching at her breasts. His hips pumped his bunnyhood up Serena’s tail hole. At last he flooded Siren’s colon with his hot bunny cum.

Serena lay sandwiched, warm and happy with both males still lodged within her. Beuford’s knot had locked them together. She purred and squirmed on the twin shafts of turgid male flesh that impaled her. Beuford and Randy took Serena’s hint to heart and began again.

Thomas wolf happened upon the trio about then. He had been tracking the source of a particularly arousing scent in the air. He could only stare open mouthed at the spectacle. Between the show in front of him and the twin scents of sex and mating scent, Thomas’ male pride sprouted quickly from its sheath to tent his pants prodigiously.

Serena caught sight of Thomas and reached out to him, beckoning him to join them. Thomas grinned broadly and shucked his pants. His wolfhood waved side to side as he walked up to the group. Serena wasted no time once Thomas reached them. She took hold of his thick lover’s tool and began to stroke and lick it. She lapped at the tip of Thomas’ cock before closing her mouth over it and suckling at it.

It wasn’t long before all four were howling and mewling and groaning in ecstasy once more. Serena swallowed as much of Thomas’ flood of semen as she could. The males shifted places and were about to begin again when a crack of thunder shook the group. Cleo stood at the top of the trail scowling at the group.

“All right, what the heck are you doing!?” she shouted. All of you, up to the house and I mean right now!!”

Another peal of thunder had the group scampering for the house.

“One at a time,” Cleo reminded them as they hurried along. “Spread yourselves out. It’s going to be a long couple days! I can’t have you all exhausted at once!”

Wannah met the group halfway down the trail and snatched up Randy by the ears.

“Need magic bunny,” She said quickly. “Har-ley mate with furry duck and loose boy thing.”

The tigress then sprinted back up to the house. From inside the house came an angry ladyfurish shout.

“Damnit, Randy! Keep that thing in its sheath or so help me!!”

“Oh come on Harley...I promise you’ll like it.”

“Change Har-ley back, magic rabbit!” (Crash)

Cleo put her fingers to her temples and sighed wearily.

“Okay...It’s going to be a very, VERY long couple of days”

The morning of the third day found Serena’s living room littered with exhausted male furs. Serena came out of the bathroom, leaving Fettish sleeping and soaking in the bath. Monica was sleeping in Thomas’ arms and Cleo was curled up in Serena’s easy chair with Randy. Even though her eyes were heavy lidded, Serena still tingled with need. Martin snored on the couch. Serena frowned seeing no males were in any condition to satisfy her need. A knock at the door gave her hope and she trotted over to it. When she opened it she found the platypus twins grinning up at her.

The warm mating scent laden air spilled from the house and rolled over the twins. Shelby’s pupils shrank in his eyes. He quickly pulled his shirt down to cover the swelling of his pouch.

“Hi, Serena!” Sheila grinned. “We thought we’d stop by and see how you and our big sis were doin’.”

Shelby trembled as he stared at Serena’s aroused state. Sheila quickly poked him in the ribs with her elbow.

“Th-these are for you and me sis,” Shelby said quickly as he took a bouquet of wildflowers from behind his back.

“Why thank you Shelby!” Serena beamed as she took the flowers. “They’re lovely! Well, won’t you please come in?”

Sheila skipped in and fairly drooled at the sight of all the exhausted male furs lying about. Shelby hesitated at the door, sweat beaded up on the young platypus’ head. He stepped in and promptly wrapped his arms around Serena’s waist, nestling his head just under her breasts. Sheila gawked in horror.

“Shelby! No! You’re going to ruin everything!”

“I can’t help it,” Shelby whimpered as he rubbed against Serena’s body.

Shelby’s hands caressed Serena’s hips and rump, lightly sifting through her soft fur. Serena purred and knelt down, her need in full control of her actions. She kissed along Shelby’s bill to his lips.

“Serena...” Shelby whispered.

He embraced Serena and kissed her deeply and passionately. Somewhere deep down in Serena’s heart, she felt his passion and recognized it for what it was. No mere lusting need to mate, though that too was present. She felt the love and desire that the young platypus held for her. She returned his embrace and nuzzled at his throat. Shelby whimpered softly as part of his most passionate dreams held him and snuggled against him.

“Serena...I...I love you. I want you to be my sister. I want to be part of a family with you. I want share my love for you and Monica and Sheila and Martin. I....”

Shelby suddenly yelped and pulled away from Serena. Serena blinked and shook her head. She saw Shelby nearby, rubbing his backside and looking up at his big sister. Monica trembled, trying to control her own conflicted emotions.

“Go home, Shelby!” Monica ordered.

“Monica...” Serena said, still trying to focus her thoughts. “Th-that wasn’t called for.”

“But Serena said we could come an’ visit!” Shelby protested.

“P-please, Shelby!” Monica begged. “I don’t want you here...not now...Sheila, Take Shelby home, now!”

Sheila took Shelby by the arm and tried to drag him out the door. Shelby resisted.

“But sis...She wants to play...And so do you!”

Shelby clasped his hands over his bill and wore a terrified look on his face. Monica was shocked and mortified all at once. Most especially since Shelby’s accusation was more than half true. Serena’s need to mate overcame her self control and she started to move toward Shelby. Monica panicked.

She pushed Serena back and grabbed Shelby’s arm. She dragged her younger brother from the house and closed the door behind them. Sheila stared at the door but didn’t follow. Serena shook her head again to clear her thoughts. Then she heard the fur muffled slap slap slap and Shelby crying that he was sorry. Her ears twitched and she winced with each slap in sympathy. The sounds ceased quickly. Serena went to the door. She opened it to see Monica kneeling on the ground a few feet away and Shelby running toward the lake and home. She ran over to Monica.

“Monica...I”

“I spanked him,” Monica sobbed. “Like a little kit. He hates that...I didn’t know what else to do. I woke up and saw the two of you...I know you couldn’t help yourself. Part of me didn’t want you to. I knew you would mate with him and then I would...but I couldn’t…I can’t. It’s so wrong.”

“Sheila does it with him,” Serena gently reminded her as she held Monica in her arms.

“Would it really be so wrong?”

“I don’t know any more....”

“Well aren’t you two just a pair,” Sheila said scornfully from the doorway. “You two sit there, starkers and in season, and try to come up with reasons not to make love with me brother. That’s right, make love...not mating or rutting or fucking. Shelby loves you two...I love you two.”

“Now just one bloody minute, little...” Monica began angrily.

“Don’t say it, Sis,” Sheila said, matching her big sister’s anger. We are not ‘little’. Younger, yes, but not ‘little’. All Shelby and I wanted was to share our love and a little pleasure with those we care about.”

With that the young platypus turned and stalked into the house.

“She’s right, Monica,” Serena said. “We haven’t exactly been helping him.”

Monica looked at the ground in shame.

Cleo appeared at the door, still only half awake but still trying to keep track of her charges.

“Oh my!” Cleo exclaimed. “You two get in here right now. I’ll wake up a couple of males for you.”

Serena and Monica picked themselves up and came back into the house. Cleo followed them in and spotted Sheila as the young platypus was attempting to get friendly with Harley, who looked scared to death.

“Sheila,” she said as she hurried over to rescue the large fox. “I’m afraid we need the males for Serena and your sister. You can help me though, if you like.”

“Really?” Sheila said, her eyes lighting up like a kit on Christmas morning.

“Most of the males are dehydrated and they’ll be hungry when they wake up. Could you run down to the store and pick up some fruit and juice?”

Sheila nodded enthusiastically.

“Okay, here’s some money. Now hurry, all these poor males are depending on you.”

Sheila trotted off on her mission. Cleo smiled as she saw that Serena and Monica had managed to rouse Randy and Fettish and were once more hard at work satisfying their bodies cravings rather that prowling about the forest.

“Only a few more days”, She told herself.

Continued