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"Are you serious?" I asked, spreading my hands to either side.

"Sorry sweety," mom said, her muzzle curling in an apologetic smile. "That bug is going around and Mary Ellen caught it. But I'll be there the very next day, I promise."

Pissed was an understatement. We'd been planning this all year. It would be the last time we would all be hanging out together before I went to school the next fall in Pennsylvania. Mom having to cover for one of her co-workers was not part of the plan.

"But it'll be one less day."

"I know," she said and touched the side of my face with her fingertips. "It isn't like we'll never see each other again after you go to school. It's just the last time we'll be together while you're still living here, that's all."

I sighed again and turned to nuzzle into her palm. "I know."

"It'll just be you and Dad for one night. I'll get there the next day and it'll be just like we planned it," she assured me before she leaned forward and kissed me no the tip of my nose. "Chin up!"

I begrudgingly conceded and turned to head toward the stairs and my bedroom beyond. "Alright. Don't be late!" I said as I shuffled up the steps. "Goodnight!"

"Goodnight," she called as I disappeared onto the second floor.

When I came to my room, I shut the door softly behind me and collapsed onto the bed. It would just be me and dad one night. At least that would give us some time to ourselves where we weren't listening for the car in the driveway or the phone ringing or anything.

Not that I didn't want to spent a night curling my toes with my dad, but I had really had my heart set on the three of us spending the whole memorial day weekend up there in the woods. Two tents, just the three of us, and no one to interrupt our family time. I pushed my fists into my pillow a few times in frustration then rolled onto my back and stared up at my dark ceiling. '

Maybe it wouldn't be so bad after all. It was going to be my last weekend at home with Mom and Dad, it was going to be my last heat in Colorado, maybe it was a blessing in disguise that I'd have a night of uninterrupted time with just Dad and me. My nerves began to settle and I breathed a soft sigh.

My hands snaked below my pajamas. I gently cupped my breast against my left palm while the fingers on my right hand slipped beneath my pajama pants and panties to trace around my slit. Maybe it wouldn't be nearly as bad as I first thought.

I could scream and squeal and howl all night and we wouldn't have to worry about anybody catching us. As I imagined Daddy's knot pushing into me, I pressed two fingers into my moist folds and sighed pleasantly.

A night with my legs wrapped around his waist, bouncing up and down on his dick, bent over a tree stump or any combination thereof suddenly sounded wonderful. Then the next night, if it went anything like the last time we went camping, I could stay up in the middle of the night and listen to mom gasp and moan as Daddy ploughed her too. I'd paw myself off, writhing and struggling to stay quiet as I frigged myself, pushing my fingers into a cunny full of his cum. There'd be even more this time than there was last time.

Last time we went camping, we only had a quickie out looking for mushrooms or wild onions while Mom cooked, but this time, we'd have all night to fill me with spunk before Mom would show up to take my place. And since we're both in heat, poor Daddy's got his work cut out for him!

I stifled a moan and arched my back as a microgasm rippled through me. I thought about going until I made myself really cum, but decided against it. Anticipation would only make it feel that much better when Daddy finally got to split me open!

I reluctantly pulled my fingers from my pajamas and daintily licked them clean. The devil tempted me one last time as my eyes drifted closed. My anticipation levels shot skyward as I imagined him cumming in my belly for the umpteenth time and my heat coming to a close all at once. The idea that by midterms of my freshman year my belly would be full of my daddy's puppies almost made me plunge my fingers back into my pussy one more time. But I restrained myself.

The next day couldn't come soon enough. I was pretty restless all night long. I managed to wake up pretty well rested, but it wasn't a good night's sleep by any means. I climbed out of bed with more energy than normal, though. I shucked my PJs and slipped into a short skirt, lace panties with a matching bra, and a modest but tight top that really showed off the curve of my boobs without letting them both just hang out there.

My tail started wagging excitedly when I looked myself over in the mirror. Red top (to match my bra) and black little skirt. They both really shined against my white and black fur. Well, the skirt didn't really shine, but the top stood out pretty good! Had to be careful though, the red lace under the skirt would draw attention if I wasn't.

I practically bounded downstairs into the kitchen. Probably should have waited a little bit, or made more noise. Mom's suit was untucked, wrinkled, all kinds of out of place. Dad had one hand beneath her blouse copping a feel. One of Mom's was down Dad's jeans probably playing with those soft, fuzzy balls of his.

They coughed and stammered and mumbled, pretending to having been doing something else and I pretended I didn't notice as I stuffed my head into the fridge, giving them ample time to re-arrange themselves. It was the little moments like these that made my heart sing.

Sure, Daddy and I were fucking. I love Daddy and he loved me in a way a Daddy and a daughter really shouldn't, but that didn't mean he didn't love Mom. She was an attractive husky. I got my big, firm boobs from her. And her eyes. I get told so much that I have her eyes. But her heart is one of a kind. She's the kindest, most compassionate person in the world, I'm sure.

And the way they look at each other. Sometimes the looks they shoot one another makes me want to cry for joy and melt with all the cute fuzzies in their eyes. Sometimes, the looks make me week in the knees and make my pussy wet and feeling empty.

I took a breath to calm myself then snagged a slice of pizza neatly wrapped in zip bag. As I carried it to the microwave, Mom was already rinsing out her cup of tea and Daddy was seated in his usual place at the table, sipping coffee and reading the paper.

"Well, I'm off to work," Mom said and scowled at the pizza turning in the microwave. But she didn't say anything. She never did. "You two don't have too much fun without me!"

It was the little comments like that that made a part of me deep down wonder if she didn't know her husband was thoroughly rutting their daughter. My ears lowered as she kissed the top of my head and I pushed aside the worry. She didn't know. She was kind and compassionate, sure, but hell hath no fury like my mom when she felt slighted.

"I wouldn't be too sure about that," Daddy said without looking up from the paper. "We're going to have all the fun we can find out there and use it all before you get there tomorrow."

She snorted and poked her tongue out at him, though he didn't see it. "Yeah, at least save me a marshmallow then!" She smiled at both of us again then walked toward the front door. "Drive safely!"

"Love you, Mom!" I yelled as the door closed.

The kitchen was quiet. Nothing moved. The microwave beeped once to let me know the pizza was ready, but neither of us went to fetch it.

The car door closed outside. We didn't move. There was a long moment of silence and I began to worry that Mom forgot something. We held our breath.

The engine started and our ears perked, swiveling and listening as the engine whirred, paused, then whirred again. It faded, rolling down the street and turning the corner. We still didn't move. Maybe we were being respectful. Maybe we were afraid someone had quietly taken Mom's car and left her on the front step and she'd be back any moment.

The instant we couldn't hear it anymore, we bolted. His hands were all over me, tugging at my clothes. Our lips pressed tightly against one another and our tongues grappled in our muzzles. One of my hands darted down his pants to see just what my mother had been feeling a moment before.

As I rolled his balls between my fingers, he groped at my ample boobs and made me give a small moan.

"We should really wait," he said breathlessly as we turned around and I felt my rump press against the edge of the table.

"Wouldn't want to get caught," I agreed as I pressed myself against him and began unbuckling his pants with my free hand.

"Mom'll be pissed," he said as he lifted me up and set me down on the edge of the table.

The only way I could respond was by spreading my legs wide open for him, forcing my skirt to snap up to my hips, revealing the lace panties I had put on for him.

Daddy pushed his pants down just enough to pull his sheathe and throbbing red erection into the morning light. I moaned just at the sight of it and reached down to try to pull my panties to the side.

He had none of it. He swatted my hands away and tore the crotch out of them with little effort. I gasped, feeling the delicate fabric tear between my legs.

Before I could even react further, he was in me. I arched my back and gasped deeply. I had to close my throat, cutting off a moan that desperately wanted to erupt from my muzzle. My hands gripped the edge of the table with white knuckles. I held on for dear life as Daddy slammed his hips against my own with little semblance of preamble. We didn't waste time when we knew we might be caught at any moment.

I wrapped my legs around his waist, feeling his hips' every rippling muscle beneath my calves as he thrust into me. My boobs bounced beneath my top with each loud slap of his hips against my own. I swallowed another deep moan as I felt his knot swelling, ramming almost painfully against my outer pussy lips.

He never lasted long when we were on the clock. I both loved and hated him for it. But he made up for it in the times when we were guaranteed time to ourselves, as I'm sure he would when we got to our camping spot.

"Fuck me!" I gasped, struggling to keep my voice down. "Fuck me, Daddy!"

He grabbed my hips and dragged my toward him as he fucked his hips forward, forcing his knot to spread my pussy wider and wider until at last, he lurched that final couple inches forward and our hips locked together.

I wrapped my legs tightly around him, keeping him immobile as another microgasm, this one a little better than the one the night before, settled in my groin. I pulled Daddy down for a deep kiss and nuzzled my cheek against his own.

"I'm in heat," I whispered into his ear.

That was all it took. I felt his knot give one final swell and the delicious heat I longed so much for rushed into me. The same dick that put me in my mother's womb eighteen years ago was now painting my belly white in my most fertile time! I threw my head back and opened my muzzle wide.

Just as a deep moan was about to peel out of my muzzle, Daddy captured it with his own, kissing me deeply as he growled against me. We quaked and shook as one as he came in me for the first time that weekend.

When his knot finally deflated enough to pop out of me, both of us kept looking at each other with unspoken promises of what was to come. I would like to say I was walking bow-legged about the house as we packed the tents, sleeping bags, and other camping supplies, but I'd gotten that out of the way years ago. I did, however, take a little more care with every step to keep my pussy clamped as tightly as I could so none of his precious seed would dribble down my thighs.

The car ride out of town and into the mountains was much longer than I remember it being. I spent the entire way, rubbing my clit with one hand while the other pressed tightly against my slit, unwilling to let even a drop of cum onto the seats. Not only did I want it all staying up inside where it belonged, but I had no idea how to get cum stains out of leather.

Every bump on the dirt road was torture. Each unexpected lurch my fingers gave against my little nub made me gasp and moan, much to Daddy's chagrin. He reminded me on multiple occasions that he was trying to drive and distractions were a driver's worst enemy. But I had only one thing on the brain. That last little temptation the night before.

The engine stopped and we jumped out of the car at once. The sweet, fresh mountain air, the gentle breeze in my fur, it brought back so many memories. Daddy's deep "Mmmm" as he inhaled the same air and nostalgia brought back separate memories completely unrelated to camping, but I forced them down. For now.

We made short work of the campsite. We didn't half-ass anything. We put the tents up, double and triple checked to make sure they were securely planted, dug out the fire pit, put the coolers, sleeping bags, toiletries, all of that stuff in their usual places we liked to keep them when we were out here. Gathered wood. All of it. We did it right because the sooner it was done, the sooner the weekend could begin.

As Daddy set his hands on his hips and mentally counted off his checklist of things that needed to be done, I pulled my shirt off and tossed it aside, then kicked my skirt off. Slowly, I leaned back against the warm hood of the car and waited, watched him as the cool air washed over my body and my exposed pussy beneath my tattered panties.

"Well, I think that-..." He stopped short when he turned around and saw me there, waiting eagerly for him. It wasn't until I lifted a hand and curled a finger beckoningly to him that he broke out of his stupor.

"Well, aren't you just the most beautiful thing on this mountain," he asked as he walked forward, pulling his shirt off as he approached me.

"Until Mom gets here, at least," I chided.

Daddy shook his head and leaned down to kiss me gently. I heard his jeans hit the ground and scooted one of my feet over to confirm it. "I think you both hold that title, really. You have your mother's looks."

I smiled and my heart fluttered in my chest. "But I want my father's cock," I whispered, reaching down to stroke his thick sheathe. And his puppies, I thought, but I wouldn't say that. I was too paranoid it would scare him away from what we had.

He hummed in amusement and nodded. "Guess that can be arranged," he teased, then slowly turned me. I didn't protest. I rolled over and pressed my chest against the warm hood of the car. I pressed my palms flat against the smooth paint and spread my legs wide. Daddy did not disappoint. I felt the tip of his cock tracing lines around my opening.

My pussy winked, squelching lewdly and the first dribble of his cum rolled down the inside of my thighs. I quivered and bit my lower lip out of habit. A bird whistling overhead reminded me that we were out in the safety of the wilderness. I didn't have to be quiet anymore.

"Don't tease me, Daddy," I whimpered, rocking my hips in an effort to get him to slip into me cunt. "Just fuck me. Knot me, Daddy. Cum in my pussy. Put out the heat in my belly," I said. My heart skipped a beat. It was the closest I had ever come to asking him to knock me up.

"I'll douse that fire all night long," he said then pushed the tip of his rod into my waiting folds. He eased only an inch in before pulling it out again. Then another inch. And another. Every time he pulled his dick out of me, he pushed it in a little bit more on the next pass.

Relief washed over me both that he was starting to fuck me again and that he didn't get what I had meant. Not really, or at least he didn't seem to mention if he did or not. "Yes!" I cried out loudly as I felt his unswollen knot push past my lips as he pushed his dick in, then pulled it out again. "Douse the fire!" In retrospect, that really sounded cheesy as fuck, but at the time, I was just echoing it back to him. And the brief mental image of his cum rushing into my womb only got me more worked up!

He only grunted in response and started to push his hips against mine again and again in slow, full strokes. Every time his tip neared my entrance, I was sure he'd pull out and it would be over. But he never did. He pushed into me every time. I moaned loudly, writhing against the hood of his car as he took me.

One hand held my tail, keeping me as still and stable as possible while the other slide over my sides, my back, and along the edges of my tits that smashed outward around my torso pressed so tightly against the car.

"Fuck, yes!" I squealed. "Fuck me, Daddy! Yer little girl's in heat! Fuck her good, Daddy!" I said with a little more daring. The taboo of it send a surge of pleasure rippling through my body. As if us fucking wasn't taboo enough.

He growled deeply and leaned over me, pressing me even tighter against the hood. It was almost getting too hard to breathe with his weight keeping my chest from expanding. And his breath on my ear as he wretched my tail out of the way and grinded his unswollen knot against my pussy. It was suffocating!

"Gonna fill you up, baby girl," he said through grit teeth. "Gonna paint your womb white all day and all night until the sun comes up tomorrow."

My heart leapt into my throat. My eyes burst open and I turned my head, looking back at him out of the corner of my eyes. My filter disengaged completely. I couldn't help but say the first thing that came to my mind. "Cum in me until I'm not in heat anymore," I whimpered. "Your baby girl wants a baby. Gimme your puppies, Daddy!"

The dark growl rumbling against my bare back frightened me. I was sure I pissed him off and ruined my last camping trip with him and Mom. When he lifted his torso off of my own, I tried to rise with him, but he forced me back down with a firm hand.

"Gonna make all the college boys jealous," he said as he started rocking against me with a growing force and animalistic vigor. "They're all gonna wonder who was the lucky stud to make your belly swell!"

My heart lurched and tears leapt to my eyes. Whether or not he was just treating this as more dirty talk, Daddy had just told me that he was going to make my dreams come true! I choked back a sob of happy tears and cried out as he rubbed his hot dick against a particularly sensitive spot inside. "Yes, Daddy! Make my belly swell with your puppies!"

It was all a blur after that. I know I should have paid more attention and tried to remember more of what was our last camping trip together, but it was all just too much.

Joy. That's what I remember. Joy in all its forms. He took me on the hood of his car. Pushed my back against a tree and fucked me while I hung on to a branch. On all fours beside the fire where our dinner cooked. I sat in his lap with his dick cumming inside me while we fed each other. I rode him like a jockey in the Kentucky Derby in my tent.

When I woke up in the middle of the night, I knew it took. My naked fur was matted from head to toe with sweat and seed. But somehow, I knew that life had taken root in my belly.

In the darkness, I smiled softly and pressed a hand against my taut abs. My tummy was indeed taut, but there was the faintest swell where Daddy's seed was trapped inside my womb where he put it again and again that day and all through the evening. Soon, I told myself.

Slowly, I rolled over, expecting to find Daddy there asleep beside me. But the sleeping bag had been thrown open and he was gone.

I heard his voice. A deep moan. I heard Daddy grunting in time with the rhythmic sound of flesh against flesh. Maybe Mom had gotten off work early. I smiled to myself and closed my eyes. Mom and Daddy fucking only a few feet away while their daughter's belly grew with Daddy's baby. It made me quiver.

A hiss very unlike the sounds Mom makes caught my ears and my eyes shot open. What was that? I sat up and stared at the tent flap as if expecting to suddenly get x-ray vision. Of course that didn't happen, and Daddy's heady moan only pique my curiosity.

Cautiously, I crawled to the door of the tent and pulled the flap open.

A bloodcurdling scream tore from my throat.

Daddy was on all fours on the other side of the smoldering fire pit. He curled his fists into the soft soil beneath him as his body rocked with every quick thrust. His belly, horrifically distended swayed beneath him with every motion to and fro, brushing against the grass and weeds he knelt over.

Behind him, a monster from my deepest nightmares fucked him without mercy. It was big, black, insectile insomuch as its body was covered with black segments. Attached to its back, six impossibly long tentacles swayed in the air above them like seaweed in the lake a few miles down the road.

The monster turned its curved head toward me and stared with empty black eyes in my direction. My brain screamed at my legs to run, to get as far away as possible as quickly as they could, but my legs didn't move.

The tentacles descended quickly, wrapping around my ankles and my wrists before I could jerk away. I felt myself lifted into the air and the two remaining tentacles disappeared between my legs. It seemed like I was watching someone else for a moment. It didn't register until it was already done that one of the tendrils had plunged into my belly.

I wish I was exaggerating when I said into my belly. I felt the flesh of my tummy straining as the appendage fucked into me at the same pace the monster fucked my Daddy down below. My head dropped and I stared numbly at my belly distending and stretching outward obscenely each time the tentacle pushed into my body.

A firm pressure from surprisingly soft flesh pressed against my tailhole and I groaned. "Please no," I sobbed as tears blurred my vision. The soft, silk-like tentacle ignored me and pushed more insistently until my body spread around it.

There wasn't as much pain as I thought there should be. Daddy never took my anal virginity. I'd read online that it hurts a lot, but this wasn't bad. The tentacle felt rather slick, and it had a lot of give to it, conforming to the tight fit my tailhole provided.

Then it began to burn. A good burn. The burn you feel when you're in the deepest part of your heat and you finally get a firm, hot piece of manmeat stretching you out. I opened my mouth to protest again, but the only thing that came out was a deep moan very much like the ones Daddy was making under the monster.

Similarly, my pussy squelched deliciously with every thrust of the monster appendage into my womb. I felt my body betray me. I bucked against the tentacles and moaned deeply with every thrust into me. Each appendage was separated inside by only a thin membrane, and every pressure against that bit of flesh sent bolts of lightning surging through me.

For a moment, I felt pain. Not in my body, but deeper. I had been so sure that Daddy had finally knocked me up. Now, this thing was fucking its tentacle so deep into my womb that it stretched outward against my flesh and fur. There was no chance the baby had kept. This thing had taken my dream of having a baby away.

I had wanted Daddy's baby so bad. I wanted his baby in my belly, growing bigger and bigger. I had dreamed, not always of my own volition, so much of a baby swelling my belly outward. This thing had taken my dream. It had made my dream just that. But dreams come true. I wanted a baby so bad. Deep down, as I bucked and rocked and squealed against the tentacles, I hoped dreams could come true.

"Fuuuuuuuck!" I squealed as an orgasm tore through my body. I shook violently, suspended up in the air as the monster gave me more pleasure than I had ever thought was possible for one person to feel.

Below, I heard Daddy moan loudly and the smell of his cum assaulted my nose. His cum and something else I couldn't identify. But it worked wonders on my nose. I felt my heat roar forth like an inferno. I needed the tentacles inside me with a burning desire that frightened me more than seeing the monster for the first time did.

A wide bulge pressed against my pussy and my ears perked. A knot? Another pressed against my tailhole and I looked down. So soon!? This thing was gonna cum already-...

My eyes widened. It wasn't a knot, but several. From my pussy and ass all the way to where the tentacles were attached to the soft skin of the monster's back. Dozens of little bulges were all moving upward. Into me.

The first one forced its way into my pussy, followed quickly by the one in my tailhole, and I screamed. Each bulge working its way up into my sent another wave of bliss crashing over me. Each bulge emerged from the tentacles that had slowed considerably. They still thrust slowly into me, but it seemed they only did so just enough to deposit whatever these things were. Eggs, I decided.

This monster was putting monster eggs in both holes! I bucked fiercely against the tentacles as colors swam in my vision. My hands clutched at nothing and my toes curled painfully. "MORE!" I screeched as another powerful orgasm devoured my sanity.

When I came too, I was on all fours beside Daddy. He laid on his side, one hand stroking the beach ball-like swell of his belly with one hand while the other stroked his cock. His eyes stared into mine unblinkingly.

My belly brushed the ground as the monster pushed much firmer, ridged appendage, his cock I was sure, into my abused pussy. I arched my back and rocked back against the relentless, animalistic thrust. The monster buried the ridged dick completely inside me and I felt the tip spear into my womb. The eggs the monster left there shifted, dislodging and making room for the intruder. It was a strange sensation, feeling little marbles moving around from the inside!

It was not a fleeting situation. The monster started to fuck me hard and fast, rocking my body, and my belly, violently forward with every thrust. Each time, the eggs inside would shift and move, settling and resettling around the tip of the dick that I was sure would have been slamming against my diaphragm were my belly not full of its offspring!

"Daddy!" I cried, turning to look at him beside me. "It's so big! It's fucking me so fast!" I was so elated with what was happening that I felt the need to share it with someone, even if that person was my dad, a husky who had just experienced the same thing. "He's knocking me up!"

"Us," Daddy said breathlessly and lifted his hand from his own belly to my own. Instinctively, I pressed my hand atop his, sandwiching him between my palm and my shifting swell. "And when your mother gets here, she'll get knocked up too."

His voice would have scared me at any other time. He was so calm, so distant, so hollow. The same energy and humor that usually permeated his every word was absent.

"We're all going to have babies together."

I squealed loudly and threw back my head as the monster held his hips tight against my rump. I felt scalding heat rush into me, filling all of the empty space between the eggs already planted deep inside. My throat rumbled and I howled loudly as I came hard around the monster's ridged cock.

Somewhere far away, a wolf answered me. I imagined it was a shewolf, singing that she too was being impregnated with her alpha's puppies, just as I was.

I whimpered and sobbed as the monster pulled the ridged appendage out of me. My arms and legs nearly buckled, but three of the monster's tentacles were there to catch me. The other three scooped Daddy up and carried us to the tent I had emerged from.

Very gently, like a mother tucking in her pups, the monster laid us down and covered us with the sleeping bag. I pulled myself against Daddy. My heart danced in my chest as our bellies pressed against one another, shifting and rolling from within as they adjusted to their new positions.

"Wait till Mom gets here," Daddy whispered again.

I couldn't wait to see Mom bent over, her belly as big as ours. I wanted to see her boobs swing back and forth like mine did as the monster knocked her up. My hands caressed the swell of my belly and I breathed a content sigh. I was going to have a baby. That was the most important thing. I was going to have a baby. I had come out here wanting to spend time with Daddy and Mom before I left and now, I was going to have a baby.

This monster had appeared from nowhere, ruining all of our plans and ending the rest of my life before it began. I was going to have a baby. That's all that mattered. I was going to have a baby. This big strong black thing was going to make all of my dreams come true forever.

I was going to have a baby.