It was a lovely Summer evening in the quiet town of Serene. The sky was clear, the Moon was bright, and while the stars were dimmed somewhat by the light pollution, the air was crisp and clean. The perfect time for a casual stroll through the neighborhood, a walk in the park, or even a get together with friends. 

But tucked away in the living room of her modest flat in an average apartment complex was a lone zoroark, oblivious to the night’s beauty. Because really, why should she care about all that when there was perfectly good entertainment inside?

Alexa shifted on her comfy, two-person couch, transfixed by the porno playing out on the wall-mounted flatscreen. It wasn’t anything too steamy, just two cute ninetales cuties eating each other out, nice and vanilla. It was hot though, leaving the zoroark breathless as she plunged her blunted claws deep into her dripping wet spade, generating lewd schlicks that might have been embarrassing were she not driven by the carnal need to cum. 

She had every intention of finishing before her brother got home from his date. Nothing would stop her from this goal. There would be plenty of time to clean up before their weekly movie night started. Failing that, oh well. Smelling like a bitch in heat wasn’t the end of the world, and Blake put up with worse during their hang out sessions. He’d get over it. 

The soft, wet squelches of her masturbatory session echoed throughout the room as she pumped away, stretching her black mound to its limits with three of her claws. She unleashed a soft moan as the tingly pleasure grew, only to bite her lip before getting too loud, not too keen on rousing the neighbors’ ire again.

It wouldn’t be long now. The tension was building—slowly, gradually, tingly and delightful, but it was progressing. Albeit slower than she would have liked, as the warmth in her belly took its sweet time to bloom. She was desperate to get this over with, to get her release and then wait for Blake to get home. Maybe have some leftover pizza in the meantime. 

The camera zoomed in on one of the ninetales’ fluffy behinds, putting focus not only on the muzzle buried under her tails, but also her tensing tailhole. Alexa leaned forward with perked ears as the ninetales’ moans increased in intensity. They were obviously fake, but the hitch in the ninetales’ breath was genuine as that tight pucker underneath her tails burst into powerful, rhythmic twitching.

Alexa drank in the sight of the ninetales’ orgasm, her own climax creeping ever closer. She wanted to cum with the sexy vixen, pretend they were cumming together, and their rhythmic contractions proved the perfect fuel to achieve that goal.

Any moment now. Just a little longer. She grasped her sore folds with her free hand and gave it a tight squeeze with her claws, compressing her spade in all the best ways, moments away from release. Just a little more, a few more seconds, almost—

The front door slammed open.

“Hey, Sis! I’m ready for movie nig—” Her brother hadn’t been looking her direction when he walked inside, but a massive blush spread across his cheeks when he did notice her on the couch. “O-oh, um. Staring early tonight I see.”

“J-just—hnnn—finishing up!” She squeezed her eyes shut as she pumped her digits into herself, generating a rhythmic schlik. She was too close to stop now, the pressure of imminent completion expanding within her belly like a balloon ready to pop. “I’ll be done in a minute and then we can hang out!”

“I’ll, uh, be back with the snacks!” The other zoroark quickly shuffled off toward the kitchen, leaving her alone just in time for her orgasm to crash through her. 

Stars burst across Alexa’s vision and she slammed her claws deep inside her clenching cunny, experiencing a most wondrous release. “Ooooh, yeah! F-fuck! That hits the spot!”

Blake called from the kitchen, “Must you be so loud? I really do not need to hear this!”

She giggled at her brother’s protests. “You’re just jealous I’m having an awesome climax and you’re not.” 

Blake returned with two bags of chips to find her still sprawled out on the couch, three claws deep in her still-twitching vulva. She winked at him, but he just rolled his eyes as he sat down heavily next to her. She’d been in more compromising positions than this around him, but that didn’t stop his nostrils from flaring. The scent of a horny zoroark could be quite ripe.

He made a face. “Ugh. I’d ask you to take a shower before the movie, but we both know you won’t.”

“You know me so well!” 

A few seconds passed in silence.

“Sooo,” she began once the pleasure tapered off, casually fiddling with the edges of her folds, “we could put on some gay male porn for you to fap to before we watch the movie, you know, to make up for the date. I can tell it didn’t go well, and I’d feel bad if I was the only one to get some relief tonight. Just make sure not to get anything sticky on me, ‘kay?”

Blake put his face in his paws and groaned. “Ugh, how do you always know? Yeah, the date went bad. He was super cute, you know how much I love umbreon, but we didn’t click. He was kind of an ass too.”

“Bummer. Did this ass have a nice ass?”

“Yeah.”

“Were his balls good-looking too?”

“Hnnn, they were perfect.”

“That’s rough, dude.” She sighed as her orgasm finished its course. As usual, the afterglow was pretty great, yet unsatisfying without someone to share it with… Her eyes widened as she suddenly came up with an idea, one so stupid it had to work. “Hey, maybe you can show me what he looks like, and then I can make an illusion of him for you to fap to? Give you a nice show! Might be fun.”

His ears perked up. “You’d do that for me? I’m not saying no, but… wouldn’t it be, uh, weird?”

“Pfft, weird? I’ll show you weird!” Without a second thought, Alexa used her claws to spread herself directly in front of her brother, letting out a laugh when Blake got adorably flustered. “Don’t worry about it! If I’m comfortable spreading my pussy in front of my gay as fuck brother, I’m fine flaunting some random dude’s ass at you.”

“I guess that makes sense,” he said hesitantly, refusing to make eye contact so long as she kept herself gaped. There was something exciting about showing off her most intimate bits to someone who would never find it arousing. Even when she herself shouldn’t have either. “But did you need to flash me?”

“Yes.”

“Ugh, you’re such a perv.”

“Says the one not saying no~” she sing-songed, before removing her claws from her spade, allowing it to close up with a jiggle, returning to its usual tight state. Once Blake was glancing back at her, she added, “Go on! Show me what he looks like.”

Her twin still seemed nervous by the scenario, but nonetheless he poofed away, leaving an attractive male umbreon in his place. He was slim and had a nice butt, with toned legs that would’ve been mouthwatering on a girl. Then there were those bright red eyes that anyone could lose herself in. “Wow, no wonder you didn’t click, he’s so out of your league.”

“Oh, shut up.” 

“Kidding! But seriously, if he was a girl, I’d go down on her hard.” She peeked between his legs, and hummed as she examined his fuzzy sheath and decently sized ballsack. “Eh, these are alright. Can’t say I’m a huge fan. Give me a plump and juicy spade to gawk at any day. Oh! Actually, can you do that? I wanna see what he’d look like with one!”

He groaned at her. “I don’t stare at pussies, Alexa. What do you expect me to do? I can’t make it look real.”

“Just copy mine,” she told him, making his eyes widen. His eyes got even bigger when she grabbed her fat spade and shifted it up so that more was visible. “See? No biggy. Just remember what it looks like. In the meantime, I’ll change into the hunky umbreon so you can get your eye candy.”

Without further preamble, Alexa poofed out of existence as well, and an identical copy of the umbreon appeared in her place on the living room rug. She lifted her—well, the illusion’s leg to show off her package, and grinned smugly at her now incredibly flustered brother. “Well? How do I look?”

He swallowed hard. She could feel his leer on her illusion’s very masculine crotch. “That’s… wow. You look amazing!”

Alexa’s illusion stood up, lifted his tail, and gave a little twirl to show off the goods. She winked, and so too did her umbreon. “I know. I’m fabulous.” A soft, wet noise started, and she grinned knowingly at her brother. “You’re totally masturbating under your illusion, aren’t you?”

“M-maybe.” The other umbreon was heavily flushed. While most illusions could conceal certain actions like masturbation or rude claw gestures, facial expressions were so instinctive, they usually defied alteration and made both of them an open book. “Can you make him hard please?”

“Sure,” she said, then smugly added, “when you give yourself a spade.”

There was no more hesitation. One moment, the umbreon was male. The next, she had a swollen black spade that looked very much like her own, up to and including the slippery sheen. “Nice. Even made her wet too!”

The umbreon’s cheeks turned an adorable shade of pink. “Y-yeah. That’s the mental image you left for me. Since, you know.” He coughed and pointed down at where her feminine bits would have been if not for the illusion. 

“Wasn’t complaining,” Alexa said with a laugh. “She’s very sexy.”

The reality that it was her brother wasn’t as huge a turnoff as it should have been. In fact, seeing him behind the guise of such a beautiful female umbreon had her heart fluttering something fierce. Those gorgeous ruby eyes called to her, and that spade, oh! If only she were real. If only she wasn’t just an illusion cast by her brother. If only they could fuck.

Then it hit her. An idea so crazy, so unbelievably absurd, that it couldn’t possibly work. But it would feel real, if they did it right.

“Hey, I have a stupid idea.” 

“Even stupider than this? Can it… wait?” He sounded winded even though she hadn’t given her umbreon an erection yet, which she expected was the main turn on. Apparently not. Speaking of… another poof, and there it was, a red, glistening tower of flesh, knot and all, bobbing between the male umbreon’s legs. From her perspective, he was standing on her lap. Which was sorta weird. But to her brother, he was flaunting his cock, and she could hear the louder slaps as he fapped faster. 

There was no better moment than this, so she decided to just blurt her crazy plan, “How would you like to fuck this umbreon’s tight ass?”

The question hung heavily in the air. She would have been worried she spooked him if the sounds of his fapping session hadn’t remained constant. “I’m—ha—I’m not saying no, but I didn’t think you were that good at tactile illusions.”

“I’m not.”

The lewd noises slowed, then stopped. His eyes widened. “Wh-what? But that’s… no way you’re suggesting that! You’re my sister!”

Her heart was pounding so fast. Time to sell it. “So? All you have to do is make your dick look like a strapon, and all I need to do is raise my tail and make sure you get into the right hole. We merge into our illusions, and it’ll feel just like the real thing. You get to fuck this tight stud’s ass, and I get to be railed by a gorgeous umbreon girl with a strapon. You’re still gay, I’m still gay. Win-win.”

“That’s incest!”

“Only technically!” she countered with a wave of her claws. “Come on! We’ve masturbated in front of each other enough times that most pokemon would raise eyebrows, so what’s us getting a little closer?”

“But we only masturbate together because it isn’t arousing!” he countered back. “I can’t do that with you, that’s way too far. I’m gay!”

“So am I! It’s still gay! It’s— it’s a roleplay!”

“A real roleplay!”

“You’re getting the better end of the deal here! My ass won’t feel any different than a guy’s, but you’ll feel very real to me.” She looked into his eyes, pleading. “Please? I’ve been pent up forever, I need this.”

Blake bit his lip hard. The struggle going through his eyes was intense. Would he say yes? No? Would this ruin their relationship?

“F-fine,” he eventually conceded, and she let out a breath of relief. “Just— just turn around, lift your tail, and show me your balls so I can pretend you’re a hunky male umbreon.”

“You’re the best! I promise, you won’t regret this!”

Alexa put out all the stops. She jumped off the couch, her illusion landing gracefully on all fours while she only stumbled slightly. Hoping he wouldn’t notice the blunder, she turned around and lifted the male umbreon’s tail, flaunting everything he had, her butt kept high and ready, real and fake alike. Matching the umbreon’s stance required her to keep to her hands and knees, nearly brushing her belly to the ground, but all he’d see from his perspective was a confident umbreon showing him exactly where to stuff it..

Most everything was in place, but her body wasn’t quite in sync with the illusion, and she had to consciously merge with it. Put it on autopilot, as it were. She arched her back, he stretched his. She lifted a leg, he lifted his. When she clenched her asshole, well, her brother got quite the show.

“O-oh, that’s hot, why is that so hot?” Blake said, and she felt a shiver go down her spine at the compliment coming out of his umbreon’s mouth. Or she should say, her mouth. If she wanted to do this right, she had to think of him as female. Had to pretend this wasn’t her brother.

She looked over her shoulder at the very pretty umbreon who couldn’t tear her eyes away from her butt. “How do my balls look?” she asked sweetly, her voice smooth and deep and making her feel like a very sexy male indeed. If she were into that sort of thing. “What about my cock? My asshole? Mhm, wanna see just how tight it can get?” She clenched her asshole, but her spade took the chance to jump in turn, getting into the perfect position for a good fucking. The illusion translated the natural reflex to make her umbreon’s cock twitch instead.

The gorgeous umbreon’s nostrils flared at the display. “F-fuck. Have you done this before?”

“Done what?” she sing-songed, voice low and breathless. Hopefully she sounded sufficiently masculine. Getting the voice right was her biggest worry, but the look in the other umbreon’s eyes, pupils dilated and intense, told her she was on the right track. It stoked her ego to know she passed well enough for a guy that even her gay brother was all hot and bothered. “Do you mean showing off my big, juicy, sweaty balls and tight sheath to a cute umbeon like you? Mhm, can’t say I have. You’re the first~”

“...I’m going to mount you now.” It wasn’t a question. Before she could react, the female umbreon leapt up onto her hind legs and mounted her, and with practiced precision managed to align the tip of her strap-on with her ass. The realistic toy squished against her virgin pucker, making it tense hard in response.

Alexa’s heart raced as she was mounted for the first time by a guy. It wasn’t a cute girl on her back, she wasn’t an umbreon, and that wasn’t a dildo strapped between her legs. As much as she tried to pretend otherwise, to get into the roleplay, to relax and embrace the fantasy, she couldn’t. The dick touching her was real. How could that warm, stiff length, twitching eagerly against her rump, be anything else? 

But somehow, it didn’t matter. Somehow knowing the truth wasn’t making her any less wet.

Her brother hooked his forelegs around her waist and unleashed a low, feminine, and throaty moan as he thrust against her rump without restraint, squirting pre all over her butt, smearing it into the surrounding fur. The switch in her brother was surprising. She naturally assumed that he bottomed, given how much of a pushover he could be sometimes, but he proved that assessment dead wrong. I’m going to need a long, thorough shower when this is over with. 

“I want inside your butt so bad,” he huffed as he tried to push inside, not accomplishing much beyond sliding past her butt and humping between her thighs, dangerously close to her flexing spade. Until he actually did squish himself against her slippery mound, earning a startled gasp from the both of them before he hastily corrected himself. She almost didn’t want him to pull away.

He eventually managed to get his tip into the dip of her butthole, but after pushing against it for a few seconds, he again got deflected to the side. “F-fuck, you’re too tight! We need lube. You got any?”

“Just use my pussy,” she said without thinking, before hastilly correcting herself, “I mean, rub against it to lube yourself up!”

He gave a low growl. “Don’t break the illusion,” he chastised.

“Sorry. Uh.” She thought on how to phrase this to work as a guy, and said, “I smeared my balls with lube. Rub against them or something.”

He scoffed. “I’m not rubbing my dick against your ‘balls’.”

“Come on!” she urged, pushing back against him. “Going into my room just to fetch some dumb lube? It’ll ruin the mood!”

“Ugh, fine! You’re so persistent.”

“You bet!”

“That wasn’t a compliment! Whatever, this is going to be so gross…” Blake whined as he aimed lower, and she held back an oddly pleased gasp when his tube-like tip brushed against her folds. Her spade leaped at the contact, warm fuzzies spreading along her crotch and throughout her belly. Meanwhile, Blake was whining like a baby as he rubbed his cock all over her incredibly tense, twitching vulva. “O-oh, Arceus, it’s squishy and warm and weird. Eww, you’re moving it! Stop that!” 

“Fuck you,” she growled, annoyed by the unfair criticism. He was such a baby. “I can’t help it, it just happens! It’s like how your cock twitches. I didn’t compain about that, because that would be dumb. Ignore it, or pull away. You’re pretty much all lubed up already.”

Struggling to hold back a moan, Alexa stopped talking. If only he knew how good his dick felt against her spade, he’d flip. And he was right about one thng: her spade wouldn’t stop moving. Her body was reacting to its first taste of male, her fat mound tensing hard in response to the stiff flesh smushed against it. She couldn’t deny how good the sensations were, and it was making her question her sexuality in ways she never had.

Alexa pushed back into the feeling, just a little, trying to sneak in a bit more stimulation. By sheer, dumb luck, Blake shifted forward at exactly the wrong time, and plunged deep into her untouched depths until his sheath impacted her fat, trembling spade with a loud squelch.

Neither could breath, let alone move as they tried and failed to wrap their minds around this new reality. It didn’t make sense to Alexa. Was this really happening? Actually, truly happening? No way that was actually her brother’s cock stretching out her virgin pussy. No way that was her pussy clenching down pleasantly in kind, her untested tunnel clearly satisfied by this turn of events. In fact, both of their junks made their opinions of this union very apparent, happily throbbing together without a care in the world.

This wasn’t the plan. This wasn’t supposed to happen. She didn’t want this. But now that he was inside her, warm and alive and so fucking big, she realized that may not be so accurate anymore. He’s inside me. My brother is inside me and it feels… amazing.

“...I’m inside you,” Blake was the first to whisper the obvious.

“Y-yeah.” She let out a shuddering breath as his cock continued to swell within her, making her tense hard enough to see stars. “Wow.”

“I’m inside your pussy,” he repeated as though in a trance.

“...Yeah.”

“Fuck, this is too weird, I’m pulling out.”

“W-wait!” Alexa cried before she could stop herself. What was she thinking? She looked back at Blake just in time to see how lost his gorgeous umbreon eyes were, and she had to explain herself quickly.  “I, uh, maybe we could try it out? It feels… not that bad actually! Kinda nice! Maybe you can thrust a little? If you don’t like it, you can pull out, put it in my butt, and we will never speak of this again.”

He was quiet for a few moments. His maleness continued to pulse inside her. Was that his heartbeat? Could she actually feel Blake’s heart beating through his penis? “It feels good for me too,” he admitted. “Fuck, I can’t believe I’m saying this, but sure. Why not? We’re already this far. We’re doing this. Just… don’t make fun of me if I cum.”

“You think you’re gonna cum?” Alexa teased him. “My pussy’s so good even gay guys love—” 

He thrust forward without warning, tearing a surprised squeak out of her throat. 

“What?" he smugly whispered into her right ear. "If you’re going to make fun of me no matter what I do, I may as well enjoy myself. Arceus… I never thought I’d fuck a girl, let alone enjoy it. Maybe it’s because it’s with you?” 

Before she could have a chance to melt at his words, Blake pulled out of her clenching folds and slammed back inside, producing a noisy squelch so loud she swore their neighbors heard. He felt even larger than her biggest toy! Then he repeated the thrust, in and out, sending shockwaves throughout her loins.

“Fuck," Blake moaned between thrusts, "why does this feel so fucking good?”

“M-maybe you're bi, after all?” Alexa suggested with a stutter, shaken by the slow, forceful mating. It was made even stranger by the fact the pokemon fucking her didn’t look or sound like her brother at all, and was instead an incredibly pretty female umbreon. Pretending she wasn’t being pounded by a real cock was impossible though, and she figured he couldn’t pretend her pussy was fake either. Not that she thought he was pretending at this point, given the adorably scrunched-up expression on the umbreon’s muzzle when she looked over her shoulder. But it felt so good that she didn’t care if she was gay or straight. 

If enjoying her brother’s cock made her bi, then by Arceus, she was bi!

Blake appeared to be having similar thoughts, as he held her close, his hot breath washing over her neck as he whimpered, “Oh, fuck, maybe you’re right! Maybe I am! Drop the illusion and turn around, Sis, let us just… let me just… I want it to be us when we finish.”

Hearing the desperation in his voice, she didn’t hesitate to drop her disguise. Blake followed her example moments later, the pretty umbreon vanishing like she never existed, leaving her heavily ruffled brother mounting her back instead. 

But this wasn’t the position either of them wanted, not now, not anymore. It was tricky twisting around mid-fuck, and Blake was forced to pull out during it, but not even a second after she was on her back, he was back to plunging deep into, this time while they gazed into each other’s eyes. 

It was embarrassing, in a way. Blake clearly thought so too as he buried his face into her small, fur-covered breasts as his knot expanded, making it increasingly difficult for him to pull out, his expression crumbling as his orgasm approached like a runaway train. 

She realized that this was it. He was going to knot her if he didn’t pull out soon. Part of her was scared, unsure that he would pull out in time, but another, increasingly large part begged that she let him stay inside. Let him fill her womb full of his hot, fertile seed. 

As sexy as that sounded, the rational part of her won out, and she whispered, “Pull out and cum in my ass, okay? I’m not on any birth control, duh, and—hnn—as good as this feels, let’s not risk anything.”

“Got it,” Blake said through clenched teeth. “I really don’t want to, but you’re right.” With a grunt, he tugged, only for her insides to cling onto his growing knot, making her fear for a moment that she wouldn’t let go. “Fuck, you’re tight! I-I don’t know if I’ll make it!” 

The pressure mounted to incredible limits, and for a moment she thought he would knot her, but then, with a sudden pop she felt more than heard, the entirety of his cock slipped out of, nearly sending her over the edge from how fucking intense it was. His freed length slapped against her spade, and without missing a beat he began humping against her turgid flesh, almost as though trying to shove it back in. They whimpered together as his monster of a penis twitched madly against her overwhelmed, trembling mound.

She almost told him to put it back in. To just say fuck it, and let him knot her, send them both over the edge. She was already so close! But as much as the idea appealed to her horny self in the moment, she knew it was a bad idea. Also a bad idea was that Blake continued to rub himself against her spade, using her warm, soft flesh to get off.

“Aim down, dingus," she said without much force, but she knew if he didn’t put it in her ass now he'd blow his load all over her spade and belly. Cleaning her brother's cum out of her fur, no thanks.

Enough clarity remained for Blake to give her a nod as he shifted lower, earning a shudder from them both as he slid across her spade on the way down. He prodded her puckered hole with his tip, and she only had a moment to prepare before he shoved forward, stretching her untested ring in ways only her toys could claim before now. 

“H-hey, slow down!”

Blake didn’t slow down. 

“Sorry!” he apologized as he held her close, stuffing everything short of his knot into her poor rectum. The stretch was incredible, his sheer girth somehow putting pressure on her vagina through her anal walls. It was too much. She’d thought he felt big in her pussy, but this had nothing on that. 

He was destroying her ass, and she loved it. 

Alexa had been close before Blake pulled out, but that feeling swiftly rose into a building tension with only one outcome. Except she still needed direct stimulation to finish, and the huge cock stretching out her ring wasn’t quite doing it for her.

“Damn it, Blake," she protested, though that didn’t stop her from also wrapping her arms around him and humping back, mashing her spade against his pelvis. She may have enjoyed it, but she couldn't let him off that easily. "If you’re going to be like that, at least rub me off while you’re at it so I can cum too!”

While he didn’t reply in words, too busy battering his knot against her well-lubricated anus—generously provided by her sopping wet cunt—he did obey. She inhaled sharply when his claws suddenly wrapped around her spade, which jumped at the contact, as though leaping for joy at not being forgotten. 

“Y-yeah, like that!” she encouraged, the tingly touch feeling so good already that she jerked her hips forward, telling her twin without any further words that he was on the right track. She also wrapped her arms around him and held him just as tightly as he held her, inhaling deep, the familiarity of his scent overpowering the male musk that would have turned her off in any other situation. 

He didn’t seem to know what, exactly, he was doing right, but he did follow her reactions, and at this point being squeezed down there was more enough fuel for a fan-fucking-tastic climax. 

Without prompting, he slipped a claw inside her. She winced at the rough sensation, but his improper technique was countered by him squeezing her spade harder, sending a flurry of tingles through her sex, a rush of pleasure ballooning out her belly. Combined with the fullness of her backdoor, she knew she’d pop any moment. 

Blake beat her to it. Because of course he did. 

She’d always wondered what it would feel like being ejaculated inside, and even being a lesbian—er, bi?—could not stop her morbid curiosity. Now she knew. Oh, fucking Arceus, did she know. Warm, wet, and bloated, that was what it felt like. But there was more to it than that. Blake was surprisingly gentle as he squirted into her, even going so far as to give up on shoving his fully inflated knot inside, leaving it flush against her sore anus. Which she was very thankful for.

Maybe next time she'd let him knot her spade—with a condom, of course. 

His efforts to get her off continued despite filling her ass with his warm seed, and she followed him into orgasm with a gasp of her own. Her asshole clamped down on him without mercy, and Alexa whined as she came her fucking brains out. 

Blake buried his face into her neck with an overwhelmed noise of his own. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, Sis,” he gasped, “you’re squeezing me, and your spade, oh man, your spade is like bouncing between my claws! Are you cumming too?" 

"Y-yeah," she said through clenched teeth, barely able to comprehend what was happening, let alone get as loud as him. “K-keep a claw in me… having something to squeeze on is nice.” She was having an orgasm because her brother was fucking her ass. Scratch that, by ejaculating into her ass. She could feel each and every hot spurt and rhythmic twitch, everything blurring together into wondrous pleasure and a slick, soothing warmth. 

Their highs lasted a while, but without a proper knotting, it didn’t last nearly long enough.

Her brother’s dick softened over the minutes, before popping free with a gush of hot, watery cum. But where his orgasm ended, hers remained strong, sustained by the powerful squeeze of Blake’s claws around and within her fat spade. “Wow,” he uttered as she continued to twitch in his grasp, staring into her half-focused eyes in a way that sent heat to her cheeks. “You’re very pretty when you cum.”

Those innocent words had her heart fluttering faster than being fucked in the ass ever could.

Alexa leaned closer as she stared into the affectionate eyes of her wonderful, amazing, sexy brother. “Wanna make out?”

“Yeah.”

Then they kissed. It wasn’t romantic—honestly, it was pretty clunky, their snouts not lining up properly—but feeling Blank’s muzzle up against her own felt right. Like this was meant to be. Who cared if they were twins? What did it matter if siblings shouldn’t kiss this deeply? All either of them cared about was how wonderful it was to melt into each other’s embrace. 

Alexa wrapped her arms around her brother’s neck and pressed her body urgently into his, feeling his warm chest and soft belly against her own. This had the side effect of reintroducing their crotches with a wet squelch, sending tingles up her spine as his softened length throbbed against the entrance to her tense spade. She wasn’t positive, but it felt like her folds were being spread somewhat, letting in a slippery heat.

The danger didn’t register as danger at first, content as the two zoroark were to kiss and giggle and grind. Then she remembered exactly what the ‘slippery wetness’ was, and reality washed over her like a cold shower. 

She squirmed out of her brother’s embrace and broke the kiss with a panicked gasp. “W-wait, your cum’s leaking into my pussy!”

“Oh shit!” was his reply, equally panicked. He rolled off of her as though she was on fire, but by then it was already too late. She could feel the slippery seed oozing deeper inside.

Alexa stared down at her messy, cum-soaked sex with growing dread. “M-maybe it didn’t get too deep?” she said, her tone seeped with denial. She reached down and spread herself with two claws, only to whimper at the sight of a messy creampie her brother accidently leaked into her vagina. “F-fuck! That’s a lot. What am I supposed to do? If I try to dig it out, I’ll just be shoving it deeper…”

“You’re not in heat though.” Blake fidgeted next to her, looking almost as anxious as she felt. “I-I mean, you usually complain about everything when you’re in heat…”

She glared at her brother. “Very funny! My heat starts next week, but that doesn’t matter. If I got one thing from sex-ed, it’s that there’s a risk even two weeks before heat. ” She buried her head into her claws and whined. It didn’t make her feel any better. “Ugh, what the fuck am I gonna do?! Birth control doesn’t work after sex, does it?”

“How would I know?” Blake replied, voice squeaking as it grew high-pitched. “I’ve only fucked dudes!” Her brother squirmed, clearly uncomfortable with the topic. “Oh, Arcues, I can’t believe I’m having a pregnancy scare, let alone with my sister…”

“YOU’RE having a pregnancy scare?” she cried out, stupefied and frustrated. “I’m the one at risk here, Blake!” 

She regretted yelling when Blake shrunk back. “Jeez, sis, I’m really sorry, okay? I’m not used to this! I didn’t consider that we should wash up before cuddling, and obviously neither did you.”

“Sorry, you’re right.” Alexa deflated with a powerful sigh. “Sorry for yelling. Sorry for being a bitch. This is stressful, you know?”

“Yeah.” He scooted closer and put his arm around her neck, squeezing gently. “What if you squatted? You know, let it leak out? I doubt it got that deep. I mean, I didn’t knot you, didn’t even cum in your pussy. Just, uh, dribbled some in the folds…”

The idea had some merit. Maybe. Without any other options, Alexa decided it couldn’t hurt. “Ugh, fine,” she conceded, taking deep breaths to try and calm her racing heart. “I’ll try ‘squatting’. But I swear to Arceus, Blake, I will scratch you if you laugh at me!”

“I won’t, promise!” 

“Better not,” Alexa muttered as she stood up, shook his arm off her, and squatted over the carpet as though she had to pee. She even kept her spade spread to expedite the flow of… fluids. Never before had she felt so vulnerable. 

It was humiliating. 

Blake made the correct decision to keep his mouth shut.

Thankfully, the position seemed to do the trick. Cum dribbled out of her and onto the poor carpet in a steady ooze, stopping after only a few seconds. It wasn’t a lot—obviously, since he’d only dribbled into her—but it was still more than enough semen to get someone pregnant. It was mess they’d figure out later. “Hey, can you, uh, look inside to make sure it’s all out?” 

He grimaced at the suggestion, clearly still not sold on the idea of pussies. But he didn’t say no, and instead got onto all fours as he scooted in front of her spade, which she kept wide open. She leaned forward so he could see into her more easily. “Uh, it’s hard to tell,” he spoke after a few seconds of staring at her crotch. It made him look very silly. “I think there’s a little left in there. Maybe I should… try sucking the rest out? I’m not a big fan of the idea, but it sounds like it’ll work.”

“Are you… offering me a blowjob?” she asked, baffled but not turned off by the idea. In fact, it appealed so much that she swore her spade flexed.

“N-no!” he insisted, twiddling his claws as he looked anywhere but her face. This meant staring at her leaking sex instead. “I figured if claws would push it deeper, then suction might be the best option? I’ve already put my dick in there, so it’s not like I can get any less gay.”

“Okay, fine, do it.” Biting her lower lip, Alexa released her folds, letting her labia close back up. Keeping herself open wouldn’t be necessary if his suction trick worked. “Lay down on the carpet and I’ll, uh, lower myself on your mouth… I can’t believe we’re doing this.”

“Me neither,” Blake agreed as he obeyed, getting onto his back and scooting himself under her rump. “I didn’t think of this until now, but what if you cum? Wouldn’t that suck the semen in or something? That’s how it works, right?”

“I guess? But if you don’t get it all out before I cum, I don't think it would’ve worked anyway.” With that said, Alexa squatted down until her sensitive spade squished against Blake’s chin, sending a pleasant shudder through her body. Aiming it into his mouth proved more difficult than she expected, and she ended up smushing against his cheeks, nose, and even between the eyes, only for her to squeak when she finally greeted his lips with her lower ones. “Okay, you can start! I’ve never had a girl lick me here before, let alone a guy, so be gen—OH, WOW!”

Careful apparently wasn’t in the cards as Blake latched onto her spade and began suckling it like a teat. There wasn’t any tongue, nor was he doing anything except mindlessly providing suction, but none of those details mattered with how fucking incredible his mouth felt against her feminine bits. 

She placed her claws on the other zoroark’s chest to steady her shaking legs, letting out a loud, drawn-out whine in the process. “D-don’t stop! Even if this doesn’t work, you better keep sucking! F-fuck, that’s… fuuuuck! Put the rest in your mouth, Blake, p-please! I’ll make it up to you later, I promise! Think of it like a small cock!”  

Her brother obeyed without hesitation, opening his maw wider to slurp the entirety of her spade into the warm, slippery confines of his mouth. Tingles burst through her loins as Blake began to swallow, cheeks bulging to contain the entirety of her turgid mound, which twitched and bucked wildly within the boundaries of its new and temporary home. How anything felt this good, this intense and tingly, Alexa wasn’t sure, but that uncertainty didn’t stop her from unleashing a low, throaty moan as she received her first blowjob by her very own twin brother. 

She could feel a trickle of fluids being sucked out of her, too, telling her their plan was working, but that was honestly the furthest thing from her mind as her orgasm swelled to the surface and leapt out of the water like a primarina. Reality was much less pretty as she grabbed her brother’s head, forced him against her lap, and came so fucking hard in his mouth that she swore she peed a little. It would have embarrassed her if it didn’t feel so amazingly incredible. 

“Fuck yes!” Cumming her brains out felt so good that she hardly cared what had squirted out, only that it continued for the first five powerful contractions of her climax, her brother forced to swallow it all as she kept her twitching spade all snug and warm within his incredible mouth. She figured it couldn’t actually be pee, as it didn’t quite feel the same. 

Am I really squirting? No way, I thought that was a myth!

Myth or not, an orgasm was an orgasm, and what an orgasm it was.

Alexa threw her head back with a satisfied sigh after nearly half a minute of bliss, letting go of Blake’s own head in the process. There was a dramatic pop as her spade slipped free from her brother’s warm, cozy mouth, her tingly mound twitching away and feeling like it had been gently zapped by a joltik. Her delighted giggles filled the living room, everything feeling so bright and free. Who knew getting sucked off would feel so awesome?

The flesh of her dark, quivering sex was glossy with saliva, shiny and clean. Not a drop of cum remained. 

“That was the best thing I have ever felt,” Alexa said breathlessly as her pleasure tapered off. 

She reached down between her legs, only to flinch at how sensitive she was. Her dark spark flexed at her touch, growing tense with tingles, but she fought through the feeling and spread herself with two claws to check if he’d actually managed to get the cum out. Which was sort of important. 

Blake peered into her open vagina, which was helpful when she couldn’t really get a good look himself. “I think I got it all?” he said, blushing in the process. He smacked his lips and made a face. “I can’t believe you squirted in my mouth.”

“Did it taste like pee?” The question was more to ease her embarrassment than anything else. She really hoped he said no.

“No, thank Arceus. If you peed in my mouth I’d smack you.” He was grinning, and she grinned back. “Do you usually squirt like that? You didn’t do it when I was in your, uh, butt.”

“I never squirt,” she said. “It’s super weird for me too. Like, cumming when you were up my butt felt incredible, but your mouth is on another level. Just, fuck! Where did you learn to do that?”

“By sucking lots of dick.”

They stared at each other before bursting into laughter.

After recovering from their giggle fits, she and Blake climbed back onto the couch, and she sat up just so she could lay her head against his shoulder, snuggling close. Like she always did when they would watch T.V. together. Except here they were just… together. The T.V. hardly an afterthought.

“You know,” Blake began, “I think I’m still gay.”

“Really?” she replied curiously. “Even after all that?”

“Even after all that,” he agreed. “Pussies still feel icky, you know? Don’t do much for me. Give me a cock to suck any day. But yours is different. Not because I like girls or anything, but because it’s yours. You know, yours.”

Warm fuzzies filled her stomach. “I like your dick because it’s yours too,” she said with a laugh.

Leaning against Blake with a happy sigh, warm and cozy and reeking of sex, Alexa realized she was content in her relationship status for the first time in… a while. Weird that it happened with her gay brother, but they had always been close. Weirdly close, some might say, enough that getting fucked in the ass by him didn’t feel like the enormous leap it probably should have.

She tilted her head upside-down at her most favorite pokemon in the whole world, grinning playfully up into his eyes. His gorgeous, sexy eyes. 

There was only one thing left to say.

“Wanna make out?”

“Yeah.”