Long Time Homecoming

"Nn... Kinky, Otter."

Carbon grinned as he wrapped his queoo tightly around Sydney's wrists and knees. "Well you hinted at a bit of this the other day. I'll try anything if it might make you feel good, Meerkitten."

"Well I was thinking rope or cuffs, but these wiggly guys..." Sydney coughed as she was lifted upward into a swinging position, the hybrid's vines looping over a pipe in the ceiling. "Not too hard, please."

"Well for everyone's sake maybe we should have a safeword?" Evelyn kissed her wife as her head was raised to her level. "Don't want anyone getting hurt."

"Not a bad idea." Carbon spread Sydney's legs and smiled as she weakly tried to shut them out of embarrassment. "So what's a good one for you, kitten? 'Platypus'?"

"Don't... stare like that..." The meerkat grumbled as she cleared her throat, her face rolling to the side to hide her blushing. "How about 'safeword'? Keep it simple?"

"Something more intuitive would be better." Eve kissed her mate again, forming a Link briefly. "'Fire-starter'? Interesting that's the first thing that came to your head."

"I could do 'fire-starter'. No mistaking that one." Carbon leaned forward and played faintly with his wife's pussy, going so far as to lift his breathing mask for a few slow licks. "Sound like fun, Meerpuss?"

"Y-Yeah..." The light rumblings of a purr welled up from within the meerkat. "Gods, you're eating me out? Like this?"

"Just having a taste. I've only got one more of my injections right now so sadly that bit of fun has to wait." Carbon lowered Sydney's hips so her crotch became level with his erect manhood. "I can think of a good substitute though."

"Well that's not making the most of all this, is it?" Sydney gasped as her husband pressed into her damp folds, not stopping until hips met hips. "F-Fuck..."

"Well that looks cozy." Eve morphed a cock onto herself, but at the last moment decided to revert back to full female and pull Sydney's face to her muff. "Would you mind...?"

"Sure." Cid fought with her purring as she licked Eve's smooth mound and clit. "So I'm just... being raised up...?"

"Oh, I think you'll like what I've got planned." The hybrid walked forward a few steps, setting Sydney off center from her swing's pivot. "How hard do you really want it?"

"I trust you, my mates."

Evelyn grinned as she read Carbon's intentions like a book. "Want me to push back, honey?"

"Oh, that sounds lovely." Carbon shoved his hips forward, then took a step back so Sydney would rock back into him and impale herself with a hard clap of her ass. "...Still with us? Good. Eve, all on you."

"H-Huh?"

"Don't worry, dear. I'll start off light." Evelyn reformed her body over Sydney's, reclining between her arms and sitting on her face as if she were a fuzzy hammock. "Good thing I can control my mass, right? If you're alright, Sydney, give me a lick. If not, I can take a bite too."

Carbon grinned as Eve gasped from an apparent positive response. "Guess we're good. Well here goes." The hybrid shoved forward again, this time letting Eve's off-center position swing Cid back into him. "Fuck. She's wringing me out from this."

"Well she loves it!" Eve bucked herself forward out of reflex as Sydney's tongue slipped inside her slit. "Remember to breathe, hon."

"That good, huh? Hey, can you keep up?" Carbon strengthened his thrusts, his cock battering his wife's womb when she returned under Evelyn's increasing counterweight. "Nice and deep... Spirits, you're tight."

"You should try this end sometime." Eve rolled her hips around her wife's probing muzzle, savoring the unique feeling of each angle. "You ever been eaten out by a clothes dryer?"

"I can hear that purring from here." Placing his free paws above Cid's mound, Carbon rolled his fingers over her clit while also pressing her G-spot down against his pistoning length. "That's... fuck, one hell of a response. Shit, does that safeword work for me too, in case my cock rips off?"

"Oh, damn... That's just too--" Evelyn lurched forward as her climax slammed into her like a wrecking ball. "F-Fuck-k!"

"I'm close myself." Evelyn suddenly almost doubled her weight as she lost a bit of control, causing Carbon to slam against Sydney so hard his cock pierced her cervix. "Oh... fucking... hell...!"

"Oh... Oh, Paths... Oh, shit." Eve reformed her body on the bed beneath Sydney and stretched her jerking limbs all around. "S-Sorry, Sydney. I got c-carried away there."

"Cumming!" Carbon kept up his heavy pounding, though with far shorter strokes now that he was so deep. A constant stream of sizzling, tingly cum shot forth into his wife as she shook and quivered helplessly. "P-Paths divine, Sydney..."

"Aw. Poor thing's a mess after that." Eve regained her motor functions gradually, leading her to rise up beyond her gasping wife to kiss her wanting husband. "Went a bit deep there, did you?"

"Huh?" Carbon slowed his motions to a stop and noticed the bulge of Sydney's belly that slowly deflated as cum managed to sneak past the tight seal of his dick in her womb. "Oh, yeah. I guess we did go a bit hard at the end there. Sydney, I didn't hurt you, did I?"

"Wow. That must have really hit the right spot." Eve raked her fingers through Sydney's fur, tracing her curves up to her chin. "You've left her speechless. Damn, Carbon. I call next ride."

"Well you'll have to give me a bit. That one drained me completely. I couldn't stop myself." Carbon lowered Sydney's trembling body back to the bed, eased himself free of her winking confines, and rested his head between her tits. "Thank you, honey. This was a lot more fun than... I..."

"Hm? Something wrong?"

Carbon frowned at a certain cue, his gasping wife's chest rising and falling fully but far too quickly. "Is she hyperventilating? Shit, she couldn't say the safeword!"

"What!? Move!" Evelyn shoved Carbon back a bit to make room, then formed a Link by kissing the flesh of Sydney's nose. A moment later she broke that Link and grabbed her husband's mask. "I'm borrowing this!"

"What? But... what about... me...?" Carbon grabbed his air mixer and set it beside his wives. "I... need... air..."

Eve set the breathing mask over Sydney's face and started tweaking the air mixture. "Take your shot! She needs this more than you right now!"

Carbon blinked heavily as his sight blurred from mild asphyxiation, the act of finding and administering his formaldehyde injection taking much more effort than it should. "O... Okay... I think I... I think I'm good."

"Sydney, listen to me. This should work for you; You can breathe this. Don't fight it anymore." Evelyn brushed a paw through her mate's hair, calming her enough to trust her instructions. "There you go. Slow, deep breaths."

"What the hell happened?" Carbon shook his head as his vision returned to normal. Upon spotting Sydney breathing he then kissed her on the forehead. "How can she even breathe this?"

"She... needs a mix of methane and higher carbon dioxide plus normal Earth atmosphere now." Eve used her heightened range of vision in tandem with her odd radiation and scanned her wife's body for other issues. "It's a bit closer to Earth's air right now, but if I'm right she'll be more like you than not soon enough."

"I still don't get it." Carbon stared into Sydney's concerned eyes and kissed the mask to reassure her. "She's scared, Eve. What's going on here? ...But explain like we're five."

"Well it's more complex than that. Regarding the air? She's morphing much like I can help you do. She'll be needing the same air as you soon, and likely other things will change too." Evelyn sighed as she found an oddity finally worth pondering. She glided a hand down to Sydney's draining womb and rubbed it softly through her tummy. "As to why? Well... I think she's pregnant."

"Preg--?"

"Pregnant!?" Sydney finally spoke up at that news, her paws joining Eve's hand on her belly. "Again? Damnit, you brats! I'm gonna kill Ari's girls!"

"Actually, that's... probably not it." Carbon cupped his paw over Sydney's leaking cunt, his fine queii forming a Link through skin contact. "Yeah. This time there isn't a trace of them in you. We... We made a child by ourselves, Sydney."

"That's still not quite right." Eve smiled as she laid down beside her wife and snuggled next to her. "We're having twins."

"Twins? Gods..." Sydney went limp as Carbon snuggled from the other side, making a meerkat sandwich. "My cunt's never gonna be the same..."

"Oh shush, silly." Carbon kissed Cid's neck and worked his way up to nibble her ear. "You don't know how happy I am right now, Meerkitten."

"Well I for one can't wait for the kids, but the changes they'll bring..." Eve smiled reassuringly for her mates as she changed her tone. "They've got the same plasticity as their daddy. Sharing a body with their mommy though..."

"They're letting your genes change too." Carbon shook his head for a moment before returning to his kisses. "We'll just have to watch out for more changes then. I guess we need to make another breather system first though."

"So... I have to breathe like this from now on?" Sydney began to mope, but perked up at a certain realization. "But we can breathe in the same room, too. I can finally kiss you for more than a damned second."

"And I can finally go down on you whenever I please." Carbon licked his chops at the thought and pulled his wives closer. "I don't know if it's permanent or not, but we'll make the most of this."

"Well we've gotten pretty good at winging things lately." Eve reformed herself into her wedding rings and fit to her mates' paws. "I'll keep an eye on you and the babies for a while, Sydney. Just... relax for now."

"I can't make any promises." Sydney rubbed her sore womb through her skin, her wrists burning from a tight squeeze toward the end of her lovemaking session. "Fire-starter, huh..."

Carbon closed his eyes as he became the big spoon and cuddled his wife. "Hm? You say something Sydney?"

"Oh... No, nothing." Sydney clasped her husband's arms around her and cozied into his protective embrace. "I need to go home. I need to see my mum... and visit dad again."

"Well we're on our way. Only a few months left now." Carbon nuzzled and kissed the back of Sydney's neck. "I'm sure your mom would like to see you plump with her grandchildren."

"You obviously haven't researched my mum then. There's about a billion ways she might take all of this." Sydney closed her eyes as well, reaching for a blanket to cover the two with no fucks given about dirtying the sheets further. "But I really need to visit dad. He's gone far too long without his little girl dressing up his resting place."

Carbon tightened down his hug and rested his growing cock between his wife's thighs. "He'll understand. She went off growing into the strong, sexy woman he raised her to become."

"Well I'm not the only one getting raised..." The meerkat pressed a paw down to guide her otter back into her searing nethers, her head rolling back for a failed kiss. "How about we suck all the air out this room and fix it so we don't need masks? Then maybe we can see about sucking something else..."

"Heeee..."

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16 Years Earlier

Wildlands North of Wildebrooke

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"How much longer are we staying out here, daddy?" Sydney sighed of boredom as she poked a stick into a campfire. "There's nothing to do."

"That's the point, Cid." Mister Tristan Karidan huffed a sling of freshly chopped firewood over and eased it down carefully. "I come out here to relax. Hunt some game... go fishing... sometimes drink a few beers if work's been bad..."

Sydney gave up on her stick and picked up a flint fire-starter to make a few sparks. "Like I'd get to do that."

"Oh yeah?" The old meerkat reached into an ice chest and slugged a silver can to his daughter. "Why don't you try that. I won't tell your mom if it's just one."

"Really? You'd never let me do something like this." Sydney read the label of the cheap beer and popped open the tab. "What's the occasion?"

"Well I'd say it's been a bad day at work when you have to finagle your own kid out of lockup." Tristan popped open his own can and drew a hefty gulp. "Which is why we're going to relax, cook some sausages, drink, and get that shit out of your system."

"Like I need this..." Sydney tried to look as strong as her old man and took a big swig, but her first taste of beer nearly found its way into the fire. "Bloody hell... How do you drink this?"

"It's an acquired taste." Tristan chuckled as he swapped out the alcoholic beer with one of the soda variety. "Consider that your first lesson. You don't need to impress your friends if you don't like doing something, Cid."

"What, you're teaching me about life now?" Sydney cracked open her root beer and sipped on it, secretly admiring that her father knew her tastes so well. "What's next? Gonna tell me about the birds and the bees?"

"That right there is what I don't get. You're always trying to act tough." The old man finished his beer and crushed the can flat between his paws. "I know my little girl grew up a tomboy. I actually kind of like that. But the punk act? Where's this coming from, Cid? Your so-called friends?"

"I'm not doing anything for my friends! This is for me!"

"So you want to climb dangerous buildings, bridges. You want to put that fucking graffiti everywhere?" The concerned father reached for another beer but ended up slamming it into the dirt. "You really want me to explain to your mother why you're hurt, or locked away, or... shot for trespassing like you almost were today?"

"Daddy..."

"Cid, I can't take this anymore. I care about you."

"Then why do you always stay at work!? You're always solving some big crime of the century!" Cid took a sip of her drink to try and pace her words. "I'd rather get locked up than sit through another sad dinner alone with mum."

"I work so hard so you and your mother can be safe, Cid!" A moment passed with only the crack of a beer can and the sizzle of a fire. "I try my best, for your sake. Don't try to shift the blame for your behavior onto me, Cid. Own up to it."

"I'm not blaming anybody. It's just the truth."

"So you want some truth? Then how about this?" Tristan took a solid chug of his beer to steel his nerves. "I've signed you up for the Academy in the fall. It made a good man out of me and it'll do the same for you."

"Daddy, no..." Sydney dropped her drink as a concerned expression flushed over her face. After a moment of paralysis she bolted to her side and shut herself in a tent. "Bloody cunt!"

"Cid! If you don't like this, you brought this on yourself!" The elder meerkat stood and hovered around the shut tent flap. "What's so bad about it anyway? You've got to be bored if you're skipping school and running around town all day. Cid?"

"I... I need some time, daddy." The woods seemed to go silent except for the quiet sobbing of the meerkitten. "If you don't want me around, just leave me alone right now."

"Oh Cid... That's now that I meant." Tristan opened the tent and slowly crawled inside, resting behind his curled up daughter. "I'm not trying to get rid of you, kitten."

"I told you not to call me that, daddy." Sydney wiped her eyes and suppressed her sniffling. "Why the hell would you send me away if not to ditch your problem?"

"Don't say that, Cid. I love you. That's--"

"If you really loved me like I love you, you'd spend more time with me!" Sydney's crying only started up again, the meerkat giving up all attempts to hide it now. "All I ever wanted was to be closer to you! Now you're going to send me away!? I love you, daddy!"

"Cid... Maybe we can... talk about this later." Tristan rested a paw on his little tomboy's shoulder. "I really do love you. I only want the best for you."

"No, daddy... I mean... I think I'm in love with you." Sydney took her father's paw and slowly slid it over her chest. "Every time you come to rescue me from the shit I get into my heart starts racing. I do all of that... just to see you..."

"Cid, I don't..." The concerned father recognized where his paw rested and moved it back, only to have it placed just under the lip of his daughter's pants. "You're serious. Cid, you're my daughter."

"Don't lie. I'm just another hooligan you'd rather turn into a compliant soldier." Cid unbuttoned her pants and guided her father's paw to rub her pussy through her shorts. "Tonight's the last time I'll ever get to be your little girl. After I'm gone..." She unlatched her tail loop and slid down her pants. "While there's still a hint of woman in me, the least you could do is... make me a proper one..."

"You're sure about this? You... You really want me like that?" Tristan slid against his child's rear, a bulge wedged into the base of her tail. "If only I knew this earlier, maybe we could have handled things differently. We can still take this slow, Cid."

"No... I need this. If someone doesn't stop me, I think I might really lose that side of me..."

"As much as I like my little tomboy, I'd rather you stay my little kitten." Tristan slowly repositioned his paw beneath her underwear and gently slid a finger up and down her slit. "If this is how you see yourself being my little girl, I think I can handle making you my little woman as well."

"Oh, daddy..." Sydney pulled her shirt over her head as she kicked off her pants. "Show me how much you love me, daddy."

"Is this much enough?" The father shoved down his own pants and poked his cock between his daughter's thighs, her wet pussy lubing him up. "Cid... I wasn't exactly expecting this but... You don't happen to have a condom, do you?"

"A condom? I thought you loved me, daddy."

"You're just as bad as your mother. Maybe that'll be enough when I tell her about this." Tristan pulled his little girl's shorts down and eased himself slowly into her virgin folds. "Holy crap... Is this really your first time? Those other boy friends of yours--"

"Daddy, shush." Sydney winced as she adjusted to the sensation, soon loosening her death grip between her thighs. "Keep going, please..."

"Anything for you, Cid." The older meerkat slipped his hips forward until his hips crushed his daughter's rump. "That's not too much, is it? I'm not hurting you?"

"Do you want to?" Sydney pulled her father's paws to her chest again and turned back for a wink. "I've been a naughty girl, daddy. Maybe you should punish me."

"Spitting image of your mother..." Tristan clamped down on his girl's modest tits and started hammering his cock into her hard enough his balls made audible slaps. "So you like it rough as well? Want me to make it hurt just a bit?"

"Y-Yes!" The smaller meerkat crumpled forward with each heavy thrust into her depths, but suddenly she found herself arching her back rearward from occasional nipple pinches. "Daddy! Yes, d-daddy!"

"F-Fuck, Cid... If you say it like that I..." The older male struggled under ragged breaths as his hips moved more erratically. "Kitten, I'm at my limi-it."

Sydney reached back and pulled her father closer, hinting he was already reaching deep where he should finish. "Make me yours, daddy!"

"Cid, I can't!" The concerned father pulled his cock free of his daughter's searing hot confines just in time, his cum splattering all over her pussy and thighs. "Oh, fuck... Fuck, kitten. That was... far too close."

"Oh gods, daddy..." Sydney fell limp for a moment, then slowly gained the willpower to reach between her legs. "Do you cum this much for mum?"

"Sometimes. It's been a few days, to be honest." Tristan pulled his daughter close, letting his manhood slip between her gooey thighs as he relaxed. "Just give me a minute and I'll help you out. Never left a lady wanting in my life."

"And you won't now either." Sydney took her paw to her father's cock, angled it upward, and eased his semi-hard length into her cum-covered depths. "Oh... Daddy..."

"Cid! Fuck!" The meerkat tried to pull himself free but found himself caught in a death grip that now included strong legs. "I was trying to keep you safe, Cid! Now what do we do!?"

"We get a pill in the morning if you're so worried. I should be safe today anyway." The smaller meerkat spun around and resumed her light humping on her father's cock. "But for now, I want my daddy to make love to me the right way. I want to look him in the eyes as he dumps all he's got into his little kitten."

"Damn, Cid. I hope your mother understands. Maybe let me do the talking about how my cum got in my own daughter..." Tristan leaned forward and mashed his lips against his daughter's, the two practically out of breath by the time they parted. "In fact, all I want to hear coming out that muzzle all night is you moaning my name."

Sydney gasped as her father's renewed vigor plowed into her deepest depths. " Daddy!"

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16 Years Later, Plus 7 Months

Karidan Estate, Bordering Wildebrooke

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"Now that we're here, I'm not so sure about this..." Sydney held her paw close to a door knocker but didn't have the will to move it. "This is going to be too much at once, even for her."

"Well we can lessen the blow." Evelyn reformed her body into two wedding rings on her mates' paws. "I can keep quiet until you're ready, hon."

"Thanks, Eve. That... oddly might help the most."

"I can always strip down and cloak." Carbon smiled as she tugged the coat of her military uniform playfully. "You down for a little flash before all this? Heeee."

"You always get randy as a woman, otter. Sheesh." Sydney reached out and bopped one of her mate's queoo. "Just hide your vines and I think we'll be alright."

"Same goes for you, sweetie." Carbon helped his recently morphed ottkat tuck her newly grown appendages into the waist of her sirat, then fumbled with the coiled mess of her breathing system's tubing. "We should probably get you a shot too. The mask is a bit of a tell as well."

"Actually, I want her to see me as I am now." Cid pulled her mask free of her muzzle and untangled the hoses with a long breath. "Not like she hasn't seen me in these things before. I had to figure all this out for drills."

"Well that's admirable, kitten. Maybe I'll do the same." Carbon settled her mask and smiled, preparing for the door as she guided her mate's paw to the knocker. "It'll be fine, dear. Don't keep her waiting."

"Ahem." The front door opened as if the knocker was a handle, revealing an opossum in a suit on the other side. "Young mistress. Please, do enter before your mother indeed scares you off."

"Panos! Good to see you!" Sydney latched onto the butler and refused to let him go. "I can't believe you still work here, old chum. How's it been the last few years?"

"Your mother has been... quite trying, as per usual. Sadly there are fewer of us to take the brunt of her antics now." Panos bowed slightly and passed an arm to his side, gesturing for Carbon to enter even as Sydney clung to his shoulders. "Please, do enter. My mistress has been informed of your arrival and shall arrive promptly."

"So you're in charge here? My daughter Fleur would love to meet you, I'm sure." Carbon sighed as she remembered her other daughters. "Sydney, you think we should maybe grab the girls from the car? It's rude to keep guests hidden away..."

"I'm not the one that wanted them to stay back. Cait gets nervous; you know that." Cid took out her phone and tossed it to her mate. "Why don't you give them a message, maybe see if they're ready to come out. Cait feels a bit braver near you."

"Sure thing, honey."

"Gods, I always knew you'd come back home with a woman. Your father forever owes me ten quid." An older but still quite beautiful meerkat strode over from an adjoining room, stopping just shy of the couple for an inspection. "You know I fancy fine dressers, at least. Quite a looker at that, for what it's worth."

Sydney groaned playfully as she released Panos from her death grip. "Hello, mum. Nice to see you, too."

"Well in all seriousness, it's nice to see you too." The mother pulled her daughter into a quick hug. "So you brought a friend? Please tell me this isn't another investment opportunity. You didn't ruin the last one, did you?"

"Well it did run aground, but only because I... couldn't pay my taxes for a pawful of years..."

"Sydney, you brought a debt collector to my home? That's uncouth, even for you."

"Mum..."

Carbon put away the phone in her breast pocket and offered a paw for a shake. "I'd rather not add to the confusion. I'm Carbon and... I'm your daughter's wife."

"Blast, already? Does she always ruin the fun so quickly?" The mother shook that paw, then pulled Carbon in for a hug of her own. "I noticed the rings, love. I was just teasing."

"Oh... Okay. I'm an idiot then." Carbon took a deep breath as the false tension cleared. "It's nice to finally meet you. I have to say though, I swear we've met before."

"I get that all the time. Oh, Panos. Would you kindly make us some extra tea?"

"Certainly, mistress. Miss Lana will serve in the drawing room if that is to taste."

Carbon studied the elegant way Sydney's mother nodded to the butler, her motions holding a practiced grace. "I swear I know you from somewhere."

"Oh, Panos? I'm feeling like the violin today." The mother smiled at the opportunity to tease Carbon, but Sydney shook her head in earnest protest. "Spoilsport. Fine, out with it then. Please call me Bailey, dear."

"Wait, Bailey...? Bailey Valentine? As in the singer and composer?" Carbon shook her head in disbelief, then instinctively offered her paw for another shake. "Your music helped me through a whole war. To think, I'd marry her daughter..."

"The very same. Such an honor, I'm sure." Bailey smirked as she finished that shake and then used that paw to lead her guest to the drawing room. "I do love my music, even if the industry gave up on me. Please, grant me the honour of listening to my recent musings. I don't have guests nearly as much as I'd appreciate."

"Of course! But I do have one request:" The hybrid pulled out a notepad and felt around for a pen. "I have two friends that would die for your autographs. Cid, Robyn and Rhyme are going to freak out."

"Oh? I'm always happy to hear I'm making new fans even after retiring. It means they have good taste." Bailey crossed into the drawing room and smiled at the smell of fresh black tea and sweets. "Come, I'll set the mood with some music. When we're done we can find something more deserving than a scrap of paper for your friends."

"You're uncharacteristically helpful today, mum." Sydney eased herself down into a cozy chair, a chipmunk girl serving her a cup of tea. "Hey, Lana. Thanks." She pointed to the milk and Lana nodded, the maid remembering her preferences. "So, what's your angle? You're always screwing with me. Always."

"There's something about kettles and pots in that, I'm sure." Bailey found her violin and bow set up on a chair near a sunny window and equipped the instrument below her neck. "Normally I would tease you more, but I'm far too curious about your own games."

"What? We're here because we wanted to share what's happened these last four years."

"Indeed. Your intent is clear, but your methods are what's in question." Bailey slowly started playing a light tune without much effort at all, making sure to keep it low for the sake of conversation. "What now? Am I the one that must bring it to light? Clearly I'm going to be a grandmother--or have you given up on that heavy exercise regimen of yours?"

"I could still put anyone on the ground, thank you. But you're right. You are indeed a grandmother." Sydney put down her tea and dropped her mask after a sip, then rubbed her barely bulging tummy. "These two are due any day now. I want you to be there when it happens for once."

"For once? That's a specific choice of words. Curious."

The front door knocked almost meekly. "That's them." Carbon grinned as she presented a secret of her own. "Bailey, you've already got two grandchildren. We have two girls, Leannan and her younger sister Cait."

Panos entered the room with the girls in tow, Cait hiding behind her bigger sister. "Mistress, may I present--"

"My grandchildren! How sweet!" Bailey paused her music and stretched out her arms with a smile, which soon turned placid as the two didn't take the bait. "Shy little things, aren't they? Don't worry. Your gran won't bite."

"Such a bad liar." Sydney offered her arms and the pink mess of a child fell into them for a hug. "Cait's a bit reserved. It's alright, girls. Grandmum is a really fun person."

"Kids will be kids. It's fine if they want to keep to themselves, dear." Bailey returned to playing her tune, the music calming the air a bit while still filling the room with warmth. "I have an idea. Why don't we show your mate's kids where you used to grow up. I left your room just as it was, Sydney."

"Mum... they aren't just Carbon's kids. I know they're grown up--and that takes some explaining--but these two are only a few years old. They're my kids. Our kids."

"I'll field a guess that it has something to do with the neon paint and those silly masks of yours as well?" Bailey set down her violin, walked over to her child, and kissed her on the top of her head. "You know I love a good story, Sydney. I love you, no matter the conditions."

"In that case..." Carbon tapped on his ring a few times as he severed a Link to Eve. "Please don't freak out."

"Hm?"

Evelyn reformed her body out of her two ringed halves, opting to keep her pure black, natural form for the sake of transparency. "H-Hello."

"Well that's a party trick." Bailey nearly fell over in confusion, the enigma opting to keep her steady until she regained her wits. "Quick paws..."

"Hands, actually." Eve held up her three-fingered hand and waved it. "I'm Evelyn... your daughter's other wife."

"Kinky." Bailey regained her smug demeanor and retook her seat for her tea. "You have two very interesting mates, dear. I'm sure we've got a lot with which to catch up. Why don't you go show the children your room while we... settle the air a bit."

Sydney groaned as she rose to her hindpaws. "If you really have to interrogate them, I insist on the Geneva Convention. No torture... until I get back at least." She took her kids by the paws and guided them to a large double stairwell near the foyer. "Grandmum has a really big house; it's easy to get lost."

"She's a bit out of place here, I think." Leannan eyed a large crystal chandelier as they went up the stairs. "She seems too normal for all of this."

"That's where you're wrong. She's anything but normal." Sydney took a moment to check inside a small study at the top of the stairs, finding it still shared the scent of her father. "Cait, you're being quiet. You okay, hon?"

"Yeah..." Cait poked her head in the study as well and wrinkled her nose at the harsh smell of sandalwood, leather, and dusty books. "I think she's a bit loud for me. She seems nice though."

"She really won't bite. She's just a tad aggressive be default." Sydney passed a few more rooms and came to a stop, holding a paw on a door handle in hesitation. "Here's my old room. Well, my last one anyway. I liked to change rooms a lot."

Cait peered down the hallway at the endless series of elegantly carved door frames. "There's dozens from the look of it."

"There's plenty of room for growth. Grandmum built the place for her future family, not just hers." The mother ottkat finally garnered the will to open the door, finding that aside from some obvious cleaning the room was exactly in the condition she left it. "Wow. This brings back memories."

"Damn. I wish we had rooms this big." Lea walked into the very spacious first room, then gawked upon finding the adjoined dressing room. "What the hell? How can you stand living on a ship after having all this?"

"Well to be honest, I never saw myself living on a ship in the first place. Ari's girls are making their ship really great though." Sydney sat on her bed for a moment, then laid back onto something sharp. "Hm?" She rolled off the offending item, discovering an old military uniform and the various pins and badges adorning the breast. "Damn... She saved my old uniform..."

"That looks pretty sharp." Cait walked over to check the ribbons and awards up close. "I like when you wear suits. They make you look pretty, mom."

"Not as much as you like her in a dress." Lea giggled as she raided the closet, but soon frowned at the relative lack of feminine clothing. "It's fun to see you squirm, mom."

"Funny." Sydney looked into the closet and then back to the uniform. "I never left this out. I'd get my tail handed to me if my dress uniform was wrinkled." She checked the suit over, finding it had been meticulously cleaned and repaired to perfection. "Mum... She kept it up for me?"

"She'd be crazy to get rid of this. It's such a handsome suit." Cait smiled as she lifted the coat off the bed. "We should see if it still fits. Wanna give it a try, mom?"

"I'm not sure I can wear it with respect anymore, honey." Sydney checked the sleeve closely, sighing when a certain explicit stain wasn't present. "Could you please put that back, Cait? There's a lot of... hard memories tied to that uniform."

"Mom..."

"I'm fine, honey. I just never expected this here of all places." The ottkat wiped a few tears from her eyes as an old friend flooded her thoughts. "Sorry, girls. I just need a minute."

Lea walked over and gave her mother a hug. "We love you, mom."

Cait joined in atop her sister. "Please don't cry."

"Sometimes... we just need to let emotions take over."

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12 Years Earlier

Wildebrooke Defense Academy

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"Good! Nice form, Jones!" A large husky loomed over his cadets as they fired rifles from a prone position. "Karidan, that's good shooting as always. Try the 300 meter one."

"Yes, sir!" Sydney adjusted her stance slightly and reconfigured her sights for the new range. She slowly breathed outward and pulled the trigger on her rifle once her lungs were empty. "Hit, sir!"

"You're going places, Private. Keep it up." A klaxon sounded for about half a second, signaling the end of field classes was nearing. "Damn. Okay, cadets. Empty your rifles and hit the showers. Next class we have a target test, so feel free to use the range for practice whenever I'm here. That means you, Corso."

"I'll aim higher, Volk, sir!"

"Damn right you will. I've never had a single fur walk out my classes without perfect marks. I have hope for all of you yet." The husky reached down to help two of his students off the grass. "You have 20 minutes until your last class of the day. Don't you dare let your other instructors think I make sludge out of water."

The whole class doubled its pace as it shouted in unison, "Sir, no sir! Our pack is strong!"

"Exactly what I want to hear. Good job today, everyone." Vasily tapped a paw on his cadets' shoulders as they passed, but gave Sydney's ass a slap when she walked near. "That goes double for you, Karidan. You should consider joining the marksman team, maybe boost them from silver to gold this year."

"Ah... Y-Yeah. I might do that, Volk." Sydney picked up the pace to the locker room, red flushing to her face. "I'll... be back after classes. Have my rifle ready, sir."

"Now that's my kind of dedication." Vasily sniffed around after everyone left, his paw soon coming to his snout. "Odd. What's that spicy, sweet scent? Tobacco?" He checked around the grass and found a disposable lighter near Sydney's spot. "Cid, don't tell me you're doing something bad..."

Sydney perked her ears up as she heard her name in that mumbling. "Hm? You say something, sir?"

"Uh, no. It's nothing." Volk followed his students into the locker room and made sure to keep the lighter visible for a few up front. "Anyone know where this came from?"

"No, sir."

A bunch of students opted to spray down with fragrant antiperspirant to get to classes across campus faster, leading the husky to find another group that was changing back into their daily uniforms. "This belong to anyone? I'm not going to make a fuss."

"N-No, sir."

The three young men found their way out as quickly as possible, leaving the wolf dog to himself. "Well damn. Wait, where's Cid?" He scouted the benches and found a single duffel bag hidden in the far corner. "Still here? I called class late today, too..."

The meerkat's voice echoed from the showers as the water started up. "...Exactly not what I needed today..."

"Acting suspicious..." Vasily mumbled to himself as he opened the bag, doing a quick check for illegal substances. "Shirt, pins, shoes..." As he was about to give up in total relief, Vasily pulled out a set of wet women's boyshorts. Not only that, he found at least three more pairs crammed below the rest of the clothing. "Fuck, Cid. Is that it? You know there's no fraternizing with girls while on campus..."

"...Fucking driving me insane all day. I respect the guy, but the tail... grabbing...?" Sydney froze and dropped her towel as Vasily held up her previous set of panties. "Eep!"

"W-Woah! Sorry!" Vasily shoved the undergarments back into the bag and took a step back... only then realizing the lack of an expected appendage between his student's legs. "Wait... Cid? What's going on here?"

"Shit... Shit-shit-_ shit !" Sydney covered her chest first, but after tracing her instructor's eyes downward she fell so her waist was below the bench. "Don't fucking _look!"

"Cid, you're a... a woman?" Vasily turned around on the bench and sat down, making it known he wouldn't sneak a glance. "This is a military school, Cid. It's male only. This is... a pretty big deal."

"I've passed all my physical tests! Don't you dare!" The meerkat sat down in defeat, grabbing her towel to drape over her nudity. "I worked just as hard as anyone else! No, harder!"

"Cid, I'm not--"

"Don't take this away from me! I made a promise to my father!" Sydney hunched forward, her tears falling onto her towel along with the water of her damp fur. "Gods damnit! Why did this shit have to happen today!? My fucking cunt!"

"Cid!" Vasily forced himself to turn around so he could set his paws on his distraught student's shoulders. "Your secret's safe. I'm not here to ruin careers. I'm here to create successful ones." The husky gawked as Sydney dropped her towel in surprise again, which combined with a certain scent in the air sent his cock straining against his pants. "Wh-What's wrong? You sound like there's, um... Is there something else you're dealing with?"

"I... I need to get to class."

"Cid." Vasily slammed his paw on the bench to pin the girl in place. "No. I'll write an excuse. I can't have you going out there flustered like this. Talk to me."

"I'm in heat, Volk. Happy now?"

Finally the heavy, spicy scent made sense. "Oh. Shit, my bad." The husky pulled back his paw. "So you were trying to wash the pheromones off you? That wasn't long enough for a real shower."

"Y-Yeah." Sydney lowered her guard further, relaxing once she realized Vasily was keeping his gaze higher than her neck. "When I work out it only spreads. Imagine what would happen if the other guys smelled that."

"Well I can tell you right now I smell you clear as day. A shower isn't the solution. Trust me there; I have a wife and a daughter." Volk fumbled with his pant leg to hide his erection out of politeness, which of course only made things worse. "Have you tried... pawing off? If you get yourself off hard enough it usually buys a few hours."

"N-No. I just put on new shorts with a lot of cologne in them."

"Well... would you like to try? I'll leave you here for a bit, then we can talk about a tardy pass after."

"I'm..." Sydney thought about her preferences and shrugged off the concept. "It takes a lot to get myself off. I'll be here at least an hour."

"Well fuck. Classes would be almost out by then." The old dog sighed as he parsed through solutions until his instincts caused one to blurt out without thinking. "Well I could do it for you."

"But... I'm your student and... you're married."

"Student or not, I'm never letting a lady suffer on her own." Finally Vasily let himself take a full view of the meerkat before him, her lithe, toned body reminding him of his otter wife's muscled frame. "And my wife doesn't care anymore. We haven't been close in... a while. I might actually needs some excitement just as much as you."

"I'm sorry..." Sydney eyed the husky's large bulge and swallowed hard. "Fine, but I'm not letting you go all the way, Volk. What's something not too... wrong...?"

"Don't want to cross a hard line? That's fine; I was thinking just a bit of fooling around myself." Volk swiveled his student to straddle the bench, then laid her on her back so her nethers were in full display. "I've been told I have a magic tongue though. Think that might do the trick?"

"M-Maybe." Sydney fought against the paws that held her legs apart, secretly loving the struggle. "Don't stare. If you're gonna... then you should..."

"Muff munching it is. You're really sexy down here, by the way. Nice and neat." The husky grinned as he lowered his muzzle into place, easily noticing the heated pussy twitching in anticipation. "Soft or hard? Which does it better for you?"

"Hard." Sydney blushed enough her head looked like it might explode. "Don't hold back. Just treat me... like you would your wife, maybe."

"Oh, so as hard as it gets. Sexy." Vasily gave a few testing laps of his long tongue, causing the meerkat to shiver with minimal effort. "Doesn't seem like you'll take much to pop. Hit me if I'm going too hard."

"H-Hit you?" Sydney quickly found out what the wolf dog meant as his thick tongue slithered deep into her heated folds. She clamped onto his head and held him there, driving her teacher's enthusiasm with a grumbling purr of approval. "Oh, gods! J-Just keep that up!"

"Sure thing, Cid." Vasily slipped his tongue deep inside the kitten's pussy, twirling it and dragging it against her clit on the way out in a very lewd licking motion. "Hard enough?"

"No... Harder!" Sydney arched her back as the assault continued. "More... I need more..."

"You really are like Cathy. Damn." The husky added a harsh sucking to every dip of his tongue, as well as two fingers to replace it every time he left Sydney's cleft vacant. "Mm... Tasty. That good?"

"Yes! Yes, daddy!"

"Daddy? Huh." The old dog couldn't shake the image of his little girl now, slowing his efforts. "I like where you're going, but not feeling the 'daddy' thing."

"H-Huh?" Sydney blinked and flushed red in embarrassment as she realized the words she let slip. "Uh... Ah... Teacher?"

"Mu~ch better." Vasily grinned and licked his chops before diving back into that cunt harder than ever. "That's got you clenching. Almost there?"

"Yes! Fuck me, teacher!" Sydney shoved the pup's muzzle down and he responded by adding a finger and nibbling on her clit and petals alike. "Oh, fuck! Teacher, fuck y-your student! Fuck me! Fuck me!"

"That's it..." Volk ground his teeth around Sydney's clit as she shook with bliss, her tunnel overflowing as it squeezed his fingers like a vice. "There we go. Just let it out, Cid."

"Oh... Oh god... Magic tongue... Magic tongue!" The meerkat huffed and puffed, left gasping between mewls as one of the best orgasms of her life wracked her body. "...love you, daddy..."

"What was that?" Vasily sat himself up straight, leaving his one paw wedged inside his student's clenching pussy to help elongate her aftershocks. "That did it? Looks like you're a lot more relaxed now."

"Yeah..." Sydney pulled Vasily's paw free so she could cool herself down, the overstimulation becoming unpleasant. "That was... amazing, Volk."

"That tongue's got perfect marks to date. Never leaves a target able to stand." The husky chuckled as he licked his paw clean, savoring the unique taste of meerkat in season. "I'm glad I could help. It was actually pretty fun."

"Yeah... it really was."

"So I'll let you take another shower to clean up. I'll be back with a pass slip for you. Oh, let me lock the doors too so we don't have a repeat incident--"

"I need to thank you." Sydney unzipped her teacher's fly and reached inside to wrestle his cock free. "Nobody else... would have given a damn about me..."

"Cid, you don't have to do that. I just wanted to help, that's all." Vasily gasped as Sydney's rough tongue licked his pointed tip. "Gods... It's been years since I've felt that..."

"Sorry, is my tongue too--?"

"No, otters have rough ones too. It's fine." Vasily ceased fighting his student's advances, instead guiding her into a better position on the floor to do her deed. "Okay, let's see where this goes. Just... if you're sure about this, promise you'll let me help whenever you need it. I... could use some relief myself every so often."

"That so?" Sydney slid her tongue from the base of the husky's knot up to his tip. "Then I'll see you every day after class at the marksman club, Volk..."

"You're earning private lessons right now, Cid." Volk grunted as Sydney slid half of him into her muzzle with a hefty purr. "I'll help you paint your target if... you prime my loads..."

Sydney nearly choked as she started laughing around her role model's large cock, leading to the both of them cracking up in their newfound relationship.

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Present Day

Resolute Gardens, Karidan Estate Grounds

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Sydney slumped into a bench surrounded by all manner of fragrant flowers and topiaries, all forming around a solitary gravestone. "Hey, daddy. It's been far too long, hasn't it?"

Leannan crouched before the decorated plot in awe. "This is grandpa? Mom..."

"Mommy..." Cait sat beside her mother and wrapped her arms around her waist, digging her face into her shoulder. "I'm sorry, mommy."

"It isn't your fault, sweetie." Cid leaned into her child's embrace, rubbing her back to calm her. "He died doing what he loved--protecting his family from the bad guys."

"So he was like you."

"Not exactly, Lea. He was a cop, and a good one at that." Sydney reached into the belt of her sirat and pulled out a flower in a protective case. "His death is the reason I want to protect people. People like Volk..."

"That wasn't your fault either, Sydney." Carbon sat down beside her wife and added to the loving snuggles. "Vasily would give anything for his family, which might I add also includes you. From the sound of it, your own father would have approved."

"That he would." Sydney broke away from the family hug long enough to set the crystalline flower on the gilded, obsidian base of her father's headstone. "I brought a bit of Volk's resting place here for you, daddy. I like to think you would have been good friends if you ever met. Maybe you still can, wherever you guys are."

"Now where did you get that, ottkitten?" Carbon smiled as she inspected the alien flora with a hearty smile. "These were all over the surface of Yangurraar. When did you...?"

"She asked his children to pick a momento." Evelyn rematerialized behind the grave, leaning against a large cherry tree providing eternal shade. "I think it's sweet. Even to Yangurraa, those are rare to find. Giving up such a token is... kind."

"He'd complain you didn't properly declare it with Customs." Bailey kissed her daughter atop her head, then giggled through welling tears as she kissed the front of her mask. "Thank you, Sydney. It's brilliant."

"It'll outlast his grave, too. I like to think that long after everything's gone, someone will find it and be driven to... spread that beauty."

Bailey rubbed a worn, well-used spot of the headstone like she'd done so every day for a decade. "We'll always love you, Tristan."

"Mum... Gods, I'm..."

"I'm fine, Sydney. It's just been a while since the family's been so... lively."

"No, mum!" Sydney took a step back and collapsed onto the bench, her paws on her belly and her sirat drapes drooling wet. "Carbon! Eve! Help!"

"Paths divine..." Carbon leapt upward, patting the grave with a hearty smile. "Sorry, pops. I think I've got to make your family even larger."

"What?" Bailey smirked as she spun around, the sight immediately triggering a chuckle of joy. "Time to lose some weight, love."

"Mum!"

"Right, I've got the keys." Carbon jogged out of the garden in a rush. "Stay calm, kitten! Remember to breathe!"

Eve walked over and formed a Link with her wife so she might aid in controlling her bodily functions. "Ignore her. She gets spastic every time you go through this."

"Wait, this is actually happening? I thought this was one of our pranks..." Bailey pulled her daughter into a tight hug. "I'm so excited! We're an hour from the hospital though..."

Sydney's breathing slowed to a more regular rate. "Carbon has a lot of really, really fast cars."

"Oh, I bet mine are faster."

"I'd like to be alive when we reach the ship, thank you."

"Ship?" Bailey quirked her head sideways. "Come again?"

"We... didn't cover that. Her doctor was with us on the Starbreeze." Eve shook her head and held out a hand. "You're all dumb. Don't risk the kids in a speeding bullet when Ilaria's twins are a call away. Phone, please?"

Sydney passed her phone to her wife and the enigma started texting via her Link. "The twins! I never thought I'd want to kiss those hellions so much!"

A portal opened up about twenty feet away, the other side leading directly to the Starbreeze's Medical Bay. "Bloody hell... it was true?" Bailey started to faint at the sight of the phenomenon before her, only staying on her hindpaws with Eve's help. "L-Lead the way..."

"Okay, the car's waiting just over here..." Carbon stumbled back into the garden and stared at the portal with her keys in her paw. "I don't think I can make it fit through there..."

Bailey's eyes lit up with renewed vigor as she burst out into laughter. "That's what she said!"

"Mu~m!"