DING-DONG!												"I'll get it, Dad!". The boy rushed down the stairs and swung the door open wide. The seven year old golden retriever threw the door open wide, the wide smile on his face fading away as he saw who was on the other side. "M-mom?", the boy whispered in shock. Standing in front of him was a fully grown, fully naked golden retriever woman, her plump belly making her appear pregnant.										"Who's at the door, Champ?", came his father's voice from the kitchen. The boy, Champ, froze for a moment. It had been so long since he last saw his mother. Nearly a year now. And she was naked! And... crying. "Champ?", his father asked again, sounding more concerned. "I-it's Mom! And she's naked!". "WHAT!". The woman flinched as she heard a plate shatter in the kitchen.										The boy's father rushed to the door, quickly placing himself between the two of them, "Deborah!? What the hell do you think you're doing! You know this is a violation of the restraining order!". Champ peaked from around his father's side, "Is Mom pregnant!?".		The man glared down at her bloated gut, then back into her crying eyes, "We haven't even finished filing the divorce papers, and you already got yourself knocked up!? Have you no shame!?". The woman stood there, crying. Too embarassed and upset to reply. "Damn it, Deborah! Why are you here? Are you drunk again!?", the man asked, placing his paws on his hips. "I-I just- Sh-shi said- made m-me-", Mrs. Stephans sputtered out.				"Deborah! You need to tell me why you're here before I call the police! Again!", the man said, pulling his cell phone out of his pocket. "REBECCA!!!", the woman screamed, stopping the man. "Lil' Sis!?", Champ said, eyes searching the area outside, "She's here?". His father's eye's instead returned to her plump belly, "Ohh! I see!". He replaced his phone in his pocket and moving aside, "In that case, come on in... ladies".						Champ raised an eyebrow, confused by his father's sudden change of heart. Deborah lowered her head in defeat, half hoping the cops would come and drag her away, but stepped through the door anyway. "But where's Lil' Sis?", Champ asked his dad as he shut the door. "Why, right here, of course!", he said, patting Deborah's tummy.					"But I thought she was supposed to come out of an egg, not Mom!?", Champ said even more confused, "How are we supposed to have our naked play time if she's still not even born yet again!?". Before his dad could respond, Deborah half moaned, half shrieked as a small arm popped out of her cunt. Champ and his dad just stared at the sureal sight, unsure what to do. 											"Lil' Sis?", the boy asked the tiny paw. The paw clenched into a fist and extended the thumb, giving an affirmative thumbs up. "Are you gonna come out, honey?", Dad asked the paw sticking out of his ex. The paw twisted around, point the thumb down in a negative response. "Then how are we supposed to play, Lil' Sis?", Champ asked.				The paw changed gestures again, this time repeatedly extending and curling a finger, motioning him to come in with hir. "Oooh! Dad!? Can I!?", Champ asked, his paws already hooked into his shorts, ready to pull them down. "I don't know. It is a school night...", Mr. Stephans teased. "Please!", Champ pleaded, bouncing from one footpaw to the other back and forth. "Oh alright! Get in there before I change my mind!"						"WHAT!", Deborah cried as her son stripped off his clothes and approached her. She turned to give the boy's father a pleading look, only to pale at a sight over his shoulder. There, just outside the window, was a little lamb girl, miming blowing her brains out with her very real pistol. Mrs. Stephans once more became submissive, momentarily confusing her ex. The man turned to look out the window, not seeing anything out of the ordinary, then placed a comforting paw on her shoulder, "Don't worry, Deborah. While the kids are playing, we'll get you cleaned up. You look a mess!".								As tears started falling anew from her face, Champ approached his mother's cunt. The little paw reached for him, grasping his paw firmly, and pulling him in. The boy slid in with very little resistance, Champ assuming it was because his mom had had two cubs already. As his head pressed against her labia, Champ took a deep breath and jumped upward with all his might. 												"OH GAWDS!!! CHAMP!", Deborah cried out as her son's body rapidly stretched her open. "Now, honey, the boy's just excited to see his baby sister again", Mr. Stephans said, watching his son's torso being slurped up into his mother's cunt. Deborah had to lean against the wall for support, lest she fall over and injure her son.						"Here, let me help you there", Mr. Stephans said. Deborah relaxed slightly in anticipation of his aid, only to whimper as the man dropped to one knee before her and take hold of Champ's flailing legs. He gave a firm shove, carefully forcing the rest of the boy's form into the woman. As Champ's toes disappeared inside her, Mr. Stephans firmly dragged his wife to the bathroom, "Come on, Deborah, into the shower. You smell like you haven't bathed in a month".											Inside Deborah, Champ finally came face to face with his former sister. Baby New Year shyly released the slightly larger boy's paw, and gave him a small smile, "Hi... Champ. It... It's been awhile. You probably forgot all about me by now". Champ looked surprised for a moment, only to suddenly embrace hir with a tight hug, "Of course not, Becca! You're the best little sister ever!". "Really?", shi replied, fighting back tears of joy. "Of course! When all the kids at school found that Baby New Year was my sister they went nuts! I sold Billy Matthews one of your old pull-ups for fifty bucks!".							The cubs pulled away from each other, smiling. "What!? Why would anyone want my old training pants?", shi asked. Is was Champ's turn to be shy now, as he looked away, too embarassed to meet hir gaze, "Well actually... I, um... wear your last pull-up to bed every night". Champ nervously looked up into hir eyes, hoping he hadn't just scared hir away. "That... Is... So... HOT!", Baby New Year cried out, once again embracing hir brother.			Outside, Mr. Stephans had stripped down and steeped into the shower, dragging his wife in with him. "Alright, I'll get your back. You can handle the rest, right?", the man said, turning on the warm water. He poured out a dollop of body wash in into one hand before handing the bottle to Deborah. She accepted the bottle wordlessly and poured a sizable amount of the cleansing goop for herself.								Inside, the cubs once more broke their embrace, distractede by the rythmic sound of water cascading against the flesh all around them. Champ did his best to look around inside the dim, cramped space, until his sister's paw gently turned his face back to face him. "Wha-", he started, but was cut off as shi kissed him. He happily accepted, wrapping an arm aroung hir head and letting his tongue dance with hirs.								Without breaking the kiss, shi manuvered hir legs to either side of his hips, so that his already stiff member rested against hir lower lips. Champs eyes snapped opeen in surprise, but he made no attempt to stop hir as shi ever so slowly impaled hirself upon him. After getting only halfway in, however, the whole world tilted, forcing Champ onto his back with his baby sister's whole body atop him.									"GERALD!", came their mother's voice from outside. "Now, now! Can't let the kids have all the fun now, can we?", their father replied smugly. Champ had only a moment to be confused before he felt the hard length of his father slide into the womb with them and straight up his butt. The boy moaned into his sister's mouth as his father's rod forced him to fully hilt his baby sister, causing hir to moan back into his mouth.					"Gods, Deborah, you used to be so tight. How many men have you been sleeping with since the seperation!?", Mr. Stephans said, frowning as he held himself inside Deborah's cunt, "If it wasn't for Champ's ass, there's no way I could stay hard in you anymore". Mrs. Stephans just cried quietly to herself, all her energy going to keeping herself upright, pressed against the shower wall.										Back inside Mrs. Stephans, Champ was pressed snugly against his baby sister, so much so that hir member was jammed a bit uncomfortably into his belly button. He had forgotten that becoming baby new year would give hir a boy rod, too. "Hey dad!?", the boy called out, breaking the kiss with his sis. "Yeah, Champ?", Mr. Stephans replied, suddenly concerned he might be hurting the kids. "This feels good and all, but if you could... you know...".			"Oh! Uh, yeah! Let's go then!", Mr. Stephans said, grabbing Deborah's hips firmly with his soapy paws and pulling back out slowly. Inside, Champ felt his father's rod slide almost all the way out of him, relieving some of the uncomfortable pressure, but also making him feel a little empty in his rump. This only lasted a moment, however, as Mr. Stephans barely made it out of the boy's tailhole before slamming back in all the way. All four golden retrievers moaned out in pleasure, even Deborah, despite herself.						With each thrust, Champ was forced into his baby sister's cunny. He even allowed his naval to be impaled in return, the slight discomfort ignored as they wrapped their arms around each other. "I missed you so much, Becca", Champ whispered in between mpoans into Baby New Year's ear. "I missed you, too, big brother", shi replied.					Outside, Mrs. Stephans' head was swimming. This was more pleasure than she had felt in a long time. The feeling of being so full. The perverse thrill of being dominated by her husband. The shame of being mated against her will. The taboo of her children fucking inside her. It felt SO GOOD!!!											Mr. Stephans was a little startled, momentarily losing his rhythm as his wife started moaning loudly, her voice echoing off the bathroom tiles. Inside her womb, the cubs matched her voice and volume, their collective moaning sending pleasant vibrations through all of them. Mr. Stephans soon joined in, happily his family was able to moan in unison for the first time in over a year.										To everyone's surprise, even her own, Deborah was the first to orgasm. Intense spasms rocked her, nearly toppling her over if not for Mr. Stephans firm grip on her hips. Inside, the cubs were suddenly squeezed from all sides, the moist walls around them suddenly becoming even wetter as their mother began to squirt. Mr. Stephans felt his wife's vaginal lips clamp down, as tight as he remebered her once being, but also felt his son ass become tighter within her.										Inside, Champ felt his prostate being press hard against his father's cock, causing his already blissful mind to see stars. When his father then unloaded into him full blast, the boy lost all control of his body. Luckily, Baby New Year was clamped tightly to as much of hir big brother's body as shi could, pumping hir seed all over his belly while he sprayed down the inside of hir cunny.											All of a sudden, Mr. Stephans knees buckled from the pleasure, sending him and Deborah to the floor of the shower, the flowing water only slightly cushioning their fall. "Y-you kids... alright... in there?", he gasped out. "We're... good... Dad!", Champ replied form within, simultaneously limp yet unable to move as Deborah's continuing orgasm kept him pinned against his sister and his dad pinned inside him. 						The four of them lay there, riding out their collective orgasms for several minutes, before Deborah finally stopped spasming enough for Mr. Stephans to pull out. "---py --th--s d--, Dad!", came Baby New Years voice from within Deborah cum dripping cunt. "What was that, Rebecca?", Mr. Stephans asked. Mrs. Stephans clambered into a sitting position as best she could, " Our daughter said: 'Happy Father's Day, Dad!".						"'Our' daughter?", Mr. Stephans asked, a little hope daring to show in his eyes. "Yes, husband, 'our' daughter", Mrs. Stephans replied, kissing him.