Date: Sat, 5 Nov 2016 20:17:20 +0100
From: Jack Rabbit <jacktherabbit@doglover.com>
Subject: Remasculation 02

Remasculation 02	by Jack the Rabbit

The following story is part of a series that is a work of absolute fiction.
It imagines a world in the near future changed enormously by a single
event.  It is also smut, with general themes of bisexuality, incest,
bestiality, impregnation, crossdressing, transexuality, and pedophilia.
Please enjoy:

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The next morning was Saturday, and Mom sat us down for a little talk.
Well, not "us", really... Mom told me to eat my breakfast in the family
room so she could talk to my older sister, Mary.  I was a little worried
Mom knew that, last night, I had lost my virginity to my sister, but it
turned out not to be about that, but about the incident that started it
all, when Mom caught Claire with Antonio.

As I ate my morning cereal on the family room couch, Antonio was laying in
his doggybed there, clearly oblivious that he was being discussed in the
other room.  I thought for a moment about the fact that he did with my
mother what I'd done with my sister... and that his dick had been in my
sister long before mine.  I had given her my virginity, but he had probably
taken hers.  It upset me a little, but it also got me a little hard, and I
quickly adjusted myself to hide the tent in my dress.

Even though I was in another room, it wasn't that hard to hear what they
were discussing.  Mom apologized first for freaking out.  Claire wasn't
grounded - she never was, she always knew she could get away with anything
- and Mom admitted that, yes, she was being a hypocrite.  It was hard,
having grown up with the morals of the Old America, to admit that she'd
replaced her husband with a German Shepherd.  But, having done so, she just
wasn't comfortable sharing him with her own daughter.

"Now," she continued, "I am... *trying* to be more open-minded.  I know
that society's changed, it's just difficult to let go of how you were
raised.  I wish you would just date a normal girl or boy" - I knew Mom
meant transboys, as cisboys like me were practically nonexistant - "but if
you want to get your own dog after you move out, I won't stop you.  Just,
please, not Antonio, for my sake."

Claire considered Mom's plea.  "Can I get my own dog, now?" she asked, I
think intending to get on Mom's nerves.

"I-I don't think I'm comfortable with that," Mom stammered.  "I don't want
you being... mounted in the house."  She paused before the word "mounted",
clearly uncomfortable with saying it out loud and to her own daughter.

"Does that mean I can still get mounted by my friends' dogs?"  I could tell
she was teasing Mom, but it had the ring of truth to it.

"Claire..." Mom sounded upset.

"It's fine, Mom, I'll keep away from Antonio.  I'll sure miss having that
great tongue in my snatch any time I want it, though..."

"Claire!  Enough!"

"Will *you* do that for me?"

"Claire, for the last time, no!  I don't care *what* you've heard goes on
in other people's houses, but I am *not* going to have sex with my
daughter!"

"Gawwwd, Mom, it's just eating pussy, it's barely even sex.  I let my
friends do it all the time.  I'd eat you out and I'm not even a lesbian,
I'm just curious how you'd taste."

I heard Mom loudly sigh, and I could easily picture her with her head in
her hands in frustration.

"Please, Claire," she pleaded.  "I don't want to be an old fuddy-duddy.
You can live your life however you'd like, just please be considerate of
your poor old Mom."

"...I'm sorry, Mom."  Claire sounded more genuine than usual.  "I forget
stuff was really different for you.  I promise, I'll let Antonio be all
yours, and I'll keep the sex stuff to myself."

"No, no, you should be able to talk to me about these things, you should be
able to count on me as someone that you can trust.  Just... be more
delicate, okay?  I can't handle what girls your age consider normal, these
days."

Claire laughed.  "Okay, Mom.  I get it."

Their talk ended there.  After it finished, I wanted to get Claire alone so
I could talk to her about what we'd done the previous night, but almost
immediately she left the house to go hang out with friends.  I was really
bummed out by that, and I felt a little used.  I sulked around the house
for hours.  To be honest, I was pretty horny, too.  I don't know what I
thought we'd do with Mom hanging around the house all day.  Antonio must
have sensed it because, as I sat on the couch watching TV, he stuck his
snout up into my dress and gave my boner a rough lick.  It felt nice... but
it always felt nice. I'd let him lick me lots of times before, but never
for long, as I always got paranoid he was going to bite my dick.  This
time, I remembered my Mom's plea to Claire, and decided I'd stay away from
Antonio, too, and pushed him away.  I wouldn't need his tongue if I had
Claire.  But did I have her or not?

She didn't come back until late in the evening.  Just Mom and I ate dinner
together, but Mom didn't seem worried about it.  I asked her where Claire
was, trying to sound casual, and Mom just said she had a play date with her
friends planned today.  As we ate, I think Mom couldn't help but remember
how brazenly Claire talked about having casual lesbian sex with her
friends, the same friends she was currently with.  And yet, as much of a
prude as she made herself out to be, I saw her biting her lip and looking
off towards Antonio all through dinner.  Much as she was uncomfortable with
her daughter's sex life, it turned her on enough to want Antonio's knot,
and she just debated internally how to make that happen without me knowing.

So, when it was barely 8 pm, she awkwardly stammered that she was sleepy
and was going to bed early, and that I was to get myself to bed by
midnight.  Then, she scurried up the stairs, with Antonio hungrily
scampering up behind her, his red cock already starting to poke out of its
sheath.  I was just old enough to feel like Mom was insulting my
intelligence.

I moped downstairs on the couch, until I heard the front door open.  I
rushed over to it, and a flood of emotions hit me as I saw it was Claire.

"Claire," I started, feeling happiness, hurt, a little anger, and, of
course, horniness.  I thought I should ask her why she avoided me all day.
Did she regret what we did?  But before I could say any of that, Claire
grabbed me and bent down to passionately kiss my mouth.  All anger, all
reason left me, and I kissed passionately back, as she picked up my entire
small body and carried me to the couch before finally breaking the kiss.

"I missed you all day!" she said, grinning.

"I missed you, too," I said, gasping for breath.

"Sorry I didn't talk... Mom was hovering all over, and I promised my
friends we'd hang out today... but I left their sleepover just to be with
you."

I blushed, feeling awful for having doubted Claire for a second.

"Where *is* Mom, anyway?" she asked, before going quiet.  She could hear
the sound upstairs, what we both undeniably knew was Antonio on Mom's back,
driving his cock inside her.  "Nevermind."  Claire rolled her eyes.  "But
if he hasn't knotted her yet, we've got plenty of time."  We knew that when
Mom got knotted, she'd always stay still like that for a good half hour.

Claire pulled off her loose t shirt and pulled off a bra, and for the first
time in my life, I saw her beautiful tits.  They weren't huge, and though
she was still growing, they probably weren't ever going to be.  But they
were Claire's, and they were gorgeous.  She pulled my dress right off my
head and yanked my panties down, and I kicked them to the corner of the
room.  Then, as I stood on the couch, she knelt down and pressed her tits
together around my cock.  It didn't exactly work with how little tits she
had.

"Is this a thing?" I asked.

"I think so... we were watching loads of old porn to give me ideas of stuff
to do.  Maybe my boobs aren't big enough yet to do this right..."  And then
she surprised me by taking my errct cock in her hand and sliding her mouth
over the head.

I practically squeaked in surprise and I gripped the back of Claire's head,
tightly.  She slid her mouth off my dick and looked up at me with concern.
"Are you okay, Ty?  I'm sorry, the guys in the old videos seemed like they
like that..."

"No, I liked that!  I liked that a lot!  It was just kinda intense, all of
a sudden."

"Sorry," she giggled.  "I've... never sucked dick before."

"Not even Antonio's?"

"Have you seen his dick?  It looks so weird.  It's so red and veiny, I'm
afraid to touch it, I think it's going to hurt him.  Yours is
just... beautiful."

Now I had to giggle.  "Thanks... can you do that thing with your mouth,
again?  Just go slow."

"Like this?" she asked, as she gave my cock a slow, teasing lick.

That night, my sister learned how to suck cock.  She listened to what I
liked and what I didn't, until she had me all the way in her mouth, my
tight, undropped ballsack pressed against her chin, my smooth, pubeless
groin smushed against her nose as I came down her throat.  I asked her how
it tasted, and she laughed.

"Pretty weird.  But it was hot that I swallowed, right?"  Claire's honesty
was always her best quality.

I remembered what Claire had mentioned this morning, how much she'd miss
Antonio's tongue, and I felt like I should try "eating her out" like she
frequently mentioned doing with her friends.

"You sure you want to try it?" she asked, intrigued, as I brought it up.
"Antonio's tongue is pretty special, I don't know that a human could
compete."  She took her pants and undies off regardless, and sat on the
couch with spread legs, showing me her gorgeous wet pussy.

I hopped my naked body down off the couch and got on all fours and went
"woof!" at Claire, which made her snort and fall back with laughter.  Her
pussy was still in plain view, and I slid up between her legs and gave her
clit a little lick.  Claire gasped and gave a little twitch, and I felt her
hands on the back of my head, softly pulling me towards her snatch.

The taste was... odd.  I didn't hate it, but it was a very strange flavor
in the midst of a very intense experience I was already having trouble
processing.  But I was determined... and perhaps a little jealous of
Antonio.  Anything he could do, I would do!  And so I ignored the taste as
best I could and started licking Claire's labia all over.

"Ohhh...  oh, ohhhhh..." Claire moaned, before whispering "good boy... good
puppy..."

I flicked my tongue across her clit before looking up at her.  "Is that
good?" I asked.

"That's great.  God, you're so fucking cute.  I want to put a leash around
your neck and a fake doggy tail to poke out of your butt."

I frowned, unsure of how to feel about that.  "Am I doing as good as
Antonio?"

My honest sister just laughed.  "Oh, no, not even close.  He'd shove his
whole big tongue right up inside me."

I'd take that challenge.  "Like this?" I asked before diving into her pussy
so deep my nose was smushed against her clit.  She gasped and groaned as I
tongue-fucked her, coming up for air every so often.  I was so
inexperienced, I couldn't have been that great at what I was doing, but
Claire was loving it.  Maybe my enthusiasm, or the taboo of getting
cunnilingus from her younger brother made up for my lack for training.
"How was that?" I asked, taking a break from eating her pussy to look up at
her, her juices coating the lower half of my otherwise innocent looking
young face.

Claire was laid back, and breathing heavily.  She clearly enjoyed it very
much, but she had the look of someone guiltily pressing for more than she
should.  "Antonio," she started, "also licked me back here."  She rolled
off of the couch and got on all fours, sticking her butt up in the air and
spreading her firm cheeks to shamelessly show me her butthole.

Well, that was a little intimidating.  I knew she wasn't lying... Antonio
had licked me there a few times, too.  So I also knew how good that could
feel... well, if he could do it, then so could I!  I mustered up my courage
and dove in!

Claire gasped as she felt my small tongue drag up her crack and tenderly
over her butthole.  I don't think she thought I'd do it, but I did!  I
committed, too, teasing her pucker with the tip of my tongue for a while
and then driving it inside, as my hands played with her dripping pussy,
exploring the shape of them.

"Ty..." she grunted, "fuck me.  Fuck me now!"

I yanked my tongue out from her butthole, making her gasp.  Her ring gaped
open for just a moment then snapped back tightly shut.  I stood up behind
her, and she lowered her ass as best as she could; I was only 10, she was
14 and significantly taller than me.  But we still managed to link up and I
slid my cock inside her pussy, my perfectly smooth groin smacking wetly and
loudly against her ass.

The thing is, we'd forgotten all about Mom and listening for the sounds of
her and Antonio fucking.  We'd gotten carried away, fucking right in the
middle of the family room, that we weren't paying attention anymore to how
much noise we were making.

That's probably why, as I hunched over my naked sister's ass, pounding it
with my young cock, I looked over and suddenly noticed Mom, standing at the
entrance to the family room in silent shock.

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