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Her heart was still shaking.

It had been hours since she pleasured herself, hours since she found that bag, and hours since she read that note given to her by her sibling. Despite it now being nighttime, the moon high in the sky, the stars twinkling so bright, she took no comfort from this even though she was a bat. After all, how could she be calm knowing what she knew now? At any moment, her life could change forever.

Dinner went by in a flash for Cassandra, the black-haired bat being even more silent than usual during it. Amelia on the other hand spoke all throughout their meal, gabbing it up with their father about this and that. Cassandra couldn't bring herself to listen, even though she did watch. She watched everything Amelia did, how she leaned over the table, how she playfully giggled, how her tails and ears would wag and flap, and how her father drank in every bit of it.

Such a shame too... her father's spaghetti usually made her so happy.

It was 9 PM now, aka bedtime for a good girl such as herself. And while the lights in her room were still on, it wouldn't be much longer before Cassandra turned in for the night. Hey, she needed to wake up pretty early for school, ya'know. Rich or not, school hours can be quite the headache.

But before the demure teen went to bed, she walked over towards her vanity mirror to perform a few last-minute check ups of her personal being. Her pink pajama blouse and bottoms were already on her body, holding close to her figure as she sat down at her velvet stool. Then her green eyes gazed upon her reflection, desiring to see...something. What is that 'something'? Honestly, not even Cassandra knew. She just wanted to see it. To see that which would answer all her questions.

She just wanted to see anything!

Unfortunately, all Cassandra saw was nothing. She just saw boring, bland, shy, Cassandra. It made her feel so bad, as if she were unintentionally messing something up. While she wasn't a negative person - least of all with herself - she couldn't help but to feel down all things considered. Amelia and their father... were they fucking right now? And if so... why? Why did that make Cassandra feel so bad? Why was she so jealous? So envious? And why did the her father suddenly seem so... sexy?

Huff... was that a new thought? Or was that something she always_felt? Secretly. Hidden away. But_always there.

Cassandra didn't know. What she did know was that she couldn't take it anymore! She just wanted to forget all of this happened! She just wanted everything to go back to normal! She just wanted it all to stop.

Eeaaaaarrr!

"Cassandra... are you still awake?"

The sound of the door opening and the voice soon after caused the bat to turn slowly. In doing so, her eyes fell upon her father. The wolf stood tall at her doorway, brown eyes lining the walls from one end to the other as a red blush laid on his face. Why was he blushing? Considering what happened earlier, Cassandra couldn't help but to wonder that.

But then his eyes fell on her sitting at her vanity mirror, a sigh of relief escaping his mouth. Soon after, his lips curled into that warm, beaming smile befitting any father. Normally, such a smile would warm Cassandra's heart. But this time, she couldn't help but to think...

What if Daddy smiled at me the way he smiles at Amelia when they're...

"The door was unlocked... I hope I'm not stumbling in on anything," Matthew said, snapping Cassandra from her thoughts, "Is everything okay, sweetie?"

"Huh? Oh, y-yes, Daddy," Cassandra replied with a soft nod of her head, "Everything's fine... why wouldn't it be?"

"You didn't speak much during dinner," he said whilst approaching her, his hand resting on her shoulder as his brown eyes gave her a look of concern, "I was just a bit worried about you. Everything's fine, right?"

"Yes, Daddy," she answered yet again, though her tone was a bit...distant.

Matthew picked up on this. Try, try with all her might to hide her emotions, Cassandra was like an open book to her father. Hey, he had raised her since she had been born; he should know some of the telltale signs of when she's unhappy.

It saddened Matthew, his hand rubbing Cassandra's shoulder a bit which caused a soft sigh to escape her lips. When her green eyes looked up into his brown ones, he could see such a distant _sadness_within them. He didn't understand why, but Cassandra felt so hurt being touched by her father like this.

She wanted more. She wanted him to touch her like he touched Amelia. Jealous. Envious. But far too cowardly to ask for such a thing, to demand it. So she instead stood up from her stool, just to hug her father. He didn't fight back obviously enough, instead holding his daughter into his arms as she snuggled herself up against his chest. Hands gently stroked along his back, feeling his musculature even through his white shirt.

She had never marveled about this when it came to her father. How tall he was. How strong he was. How powerful he was. Like many a girl, she often sought her father as some form of protection. But holding him here and like this... she never realized her father was so sexy.

"Haaaaahhhnnn..."

"What was that?" Matthew muttered before looking down upon his daughter, causing her to blush and grow wide-eyed from embarrassment.

"N-nothing, D-Daddy," Cassandra answered, her head shaking, "I'm just... I just don't feel too well, I guess..." she took in a deep breath, "In gym today, we swam in the pool so... I'm still a bit frigid after that."

"I understand," Matthew said with a soft nod before breaking away, "Haaa... if you keep feeling bad though, don't be afraid to say anything. We have medicine downstairs."

"I know, Daddy... I know..."

He smiled at her, that same loving, soft, kind, fatherly smile that usually warmed her heart. But just like before, it was unintentionally hurting her now. She wanted Matthew to look at her like how he looks at Amelia amid the throes of passion. She wanted him to stare at her with lustful intent, like a randy male desiring to breed a female. She wanted him to stare at her like a woman.

Instead, her father cupped her cheek, the touch so warm and tender. Instinctively Cassandra rubbed her cheek against his palm, causing him to chuckle ever so softly. Then his thumb slid along her face, as if appraising her, seeing if she was worth any value. At least, that's how Cassandra viewed it. That's even what she hoped it was like.

That maybe her Daddy would...

"Mmm... goodnight, sweetie," Matthew said as he bent over to place a soft kiss upon her cheek, "Sleep well..."

When her father pulled away, Cassandra placed her hand over where he had kissed her. It was such a warm and gentle token of affection... and_nothing_ more. Not like how he kissed Amelia, obviously enough.

Turning to face her father, she watched as he left the room without a second thought, not realizing just how pained Cassandra was by this.

"Haaa... Daddy..." she whispered wistfully to herself.

...

"Haaaa! Fuck! Mmm! Daddy! Fuck! Haaaa!"

Her whispering voice echoed against the air, the bed shaking beneath their bodies. Back and forth, up and down, Amelia's ass cracked against Matthew's waist. He wasn't moving much, no, this time, it was his daughter's job to do that. One hand reaching up to grip the bedpost, the bat looked over her shoulder towards the broad wolf who was currently rutting her. Or was she rutting herself on him? It was hard to tell.

Her perky tits were bouncy as he fucked her doggystyle, like true animals. Dirty slurping noises echoed from her cunt as her pussy juices were so wet and so bright, popping with every successive stroke of his penetrating dick. It was driving Amelia mad, with moans and groans breaking through her clenched teeth.

"Haaaaahhnn! Dadddyyyy!"

Matthew laid his hand on her waist, brown eyes staring at that lovely, toned ass as it bounced against his waist. In and out, over and over again, her lurid thrusting caused him to moan as her cunt stroked his length from the top of his knot, to the tip of his dick. Heat and sweat was rising between them, a growing hunger beating within Matthew's chest. Desire, lust, need.

"Ameliaaaa..."

"Nnnggh... y-yes, D-dad?"

"Give me a kiss..."

"Huh? Oh... s-sure..."

Slowly Matthew guided her so that she could sit up on his bed, his cock still buried deep within her snatch. Matthew's broad and furry chest met her toned back and wings, while his hands moved up to grab her breasts. Squeezing those two orbs within his furry paws, Matthew coaxed her to turn her head and look at him from over her shoulder. When she did, he moved in for the kiss...

"Mmmmm..."

"Narlll... mmmmfff..."

Tongues danced with one another, and spit was traded so heatedly. Over and over again they kissed like true lovers, time seemingly going on forever. Matthew's hands even continued to work over Amelia's breasts, tweaking her nipples and causing the bat's cunt to clench hard around his dick.

"Fuuuuuck... Dadddyyyyy," she groaned, lips popping from his to let out her lurid moan.

"Lay down," he replied, "Let me breed you."

"Oh... yessss..."

Doing as she was told by her father, Amelia laid down upon the bed with a saucy and excited grin on her lips. Head falling into a pillow with her arms crossed, she gave her father free reign to do with her as he pleased. So he placed his hands upon her hips, positioned himself accordingly, and...

PATPATPATPATPATPAT!!!

"Oh fuck!"

If Amelia's ass was bouncing before, it was nothing compared to now! Letting loose, Matthew began to rut her pussy in earnest, that thick lupine cock thrusting in and out with reckless abandon. Much like before, it was exhilarating for Amelia, who adored the feeling of being abused like this. He was beating her into the bed so good, her pussy was suckling on his dick, pulling it deeper and deeper with every successive strike.

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Oooooh! Dadddy!" Amelia moaned, her climax reaching as he gave her such a rough and good dicking, "I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum!"

"Go ahead and cum, Amelia!" he said, "And don't hold back!"

"Nnnnggghhh!!!"

And just like he said, Amelia began to do so. Her pussy clenched upon his length, holding it down as her body arched up. Moaning so loudly, the redheaded bat began to cum all upon his cock, even matting down the blankets of the bed below. Her tight cunt had reached a zenith too, matching with Matthew as he pulled his cock out at just the right time. With his daughter falling forward after such an exhilarating climax, the wolf used her luscious ass to jerk his length off a few times, reaching his own orgasm mere seconds after.

"Hoooouuuuhhh..."

Blast after blast of his white seed shot from his dick, coating Amelia's brown ass white with spunk. It was so thick and gooey, oozing down the curvature of her buttocks like raindrops. Slow moving, hot-white, raindrops. Hey, no one said Matthew was a poet.

"Hooo... hooo... good girl, Amelia... good girl," groaned the wolf as he let out a deep breath.

"Haaahh? What? Nnnghh... D-daddy..." Amelia said as she looked over her shoulder towards her raised ass, "Nnnghh... D-daddy... you said you were going to breed me..." she shook her head, "The... this is the opposite of that."

"Heh heh... haaa... you sound disappointed," her father replied with a chuckle and grin, "I may have said a few things amid that sexual high that could possibly be misconstrued."

"Misconstrued? Ugh! What does that even mean!?" Amelia snapped back while her wings flapped furiously, "Nnghh! Daddy, you're insufferable!" she then turned slowly to face him, sitting on his bed as her green eyes stared up into his green ones, "Not that I don't like you plastering my ass but... it is more fun the other way, don't you think?"

"Maybe... maybe not..." he replied whilst shaking his head, "After all... I've been knotting you a bit too much as of late. Haaa... it's still a school night... I'm... ha... I shouldn't be keeping you up so late."

"No one said you had to knot me, Daddy... although... I would've liked that too," Amelia quipped which caused Matthew to roll his eyes, "Okay, okay... fine... I get it. Ugh. I don't even know why I'm bothering with school anyway!"

"Ameeliaaaaa..." Matthew groaned, "You know how important school is. You're not gonna... you're not..."

"Not... what?" Amelia asked when her father's voice trailed off.

"Nothing, nothing," he replied as he shook his head, "Why don't you go to bed now? We don't want Cassandra thinking anything, especially after what we did today."

"Speaking of Cass..." Amelia said as she got up from her father's bed, green eyes looking for her nightgown, "Did you hear anything strange coming from her bedroom?"

"I can't say that I did," her father answered as he shook his head, "Cassandra was acting strange today however... hmm..." he took in a deep breath, "Maybe we should go out for the weekend."

"Oh? Thinking of a little vacation, Daddy?" Amelia remarked as she slid her nightgown on, "Sounds great! Where to, where to!?"

"Calm down, Amelia," Matthew said with a soft chuckle, "I'm just thinking about it..." he then moved in close to her, his arms holding out, "Don't get your panties in a bunch. We might not go anywhere anyway."

"Mmm... well... I'd much prefer it if we did go somewhere buuuut... I guess that goes without saying, huh?" she replied as she met her father's embrace.

"Always with you, Amelia... always..."

Hugging her father, the redhead stuffed her face into his broad chest. His strong grip continued to hold him in close as well, not budging an inch as she embraced her father. She loved the feeling, even swooning softly until she felt her father pat the top of her head.

"Okay. Bedtime, Amelia," her father said as he pushed her off towards the door.

"Okay, okay, fine," she grumbled before walking off, though she still shot her father a teasing glare, "Don't stay out at work too long, Daddy!"

"Ameeeliaaaaaa..."

She was always the flirtatious one in comparison to her father's more quiet nature. But really, that was just the spark of her mother flowing through her veins which drove her to tease him so much. But Matthew never spoke on such a thing, instead watching as his daughter slipped through the doorway in her frilly nightgown.

Cum still oozed on her ass, the scent wafting through the air around her. Some of his seed had even dribbled down her legs and stroked around towards her inner thigh, mixing in with the juices of her pussy. To see it from afar would be akin to watching a harlot leave her meeting with how nonchalant it was.

It was almost as if she were flaunting this.

Eeaaaaarrrrrr...

"Oh... hey, Cass, you're still awake."

Such an annoying statement; didn't she know how difficult it was to sleep with them going at it like beasts in the wild?

Cassandra looked pissed. Her green eyes were sharp and hard, glaring at her twin from behind the lenses of her glasses. She briefly looked her up and down, stopping as she noticed that glistening sliver of cum oozing along her thigh. It was such a dirty sight, and yet Amelia made no attempts to hide it.

Why bother? They both knew what was going on behind closed doors.

"What's wrong, Cass?" Amelia asked with a wry grin and a slightly cocky tone, "You look like someone spat in your cereal."

But Cassandra didn't reply, not right away at least. No, she just glared at her sister, mouth slowly opening to flash her teeth and fangs. Her lips were trembling, wings were fluttering, and her tail stood up tall like an erect pole.

Amelia... seemingly had no reaction to any of this. No, she just chuckled softly to herself, even crossed her arms beneath her bosom in a superior and taunting manner. Looking into her sister's green eyes, Cassandra could see them baiting her, see them egg her on to do something...

Explosive.

They both knew it. Just shout it out. Just scream it out! Just yell at her! Just make her anger known! Just! Just!

Whump!

Much to Amelia's surprise, she suddenly found herself pinned up against the wall behind her. Cassandra's hands had pegged her down, both of them sitting beside her head. The redhead laid flat against the wall due to the lack of space, her green eyes gazing down to the top of Cassandra's head as she held it low.

Her sister's wings were moving, twitching, almost raggedly. Then her ears twitched, and she heard a sniffle slip from Cassandra's nose. Finally - after what felt like forever - the black-haired bat pulled her head up, green eyes gazing into those belonging to her sister. They were quivering, tears fresh at the edges of her eyes as she finally spoke out.

"Please...stop," Cassandra asked eyes closed, her tone pleading, begging, "I... I can't take it any more. Please, Amy, just... stop. Please stop having sex with Daddy."

There, she said it, she admit to knowing what was going on behind clothes doors. Letting loose the truth felt like a heavy weight was pulled off of her shoulders. She was freed of this burden she didn't know she had been holding, and it was such a relief.

But this moment was fleeting, soon replaced with bleak fear. Now that Amelia knew that she knew... what now?

Slowly - yet apprehensively - Cassandra's eyes opened. And she saw Amelia grinning at her. All the courage she gained at that moment instantly went away, her hands even pulling off of the wall behind her sister. Why... why was Amelia smiling like that? And why did that make her feel so weak?_So _pathetic? So...wrong?

"No..." Amelia finally said, taking Cassandra off guard.

"Wh... what?"

"I said no," her redheaded twin repeated, confirming her words, "No. I will not_stop having sex with _Daddy."

"Why? Wh-what is wrong with you?" Cassandra replied, her whispering tone like that of a yell, "Don't you two know how wrong this is?"

"Oh, don't give me that, Cass," Amelia said, her trademark sass coming out in full force, "That's not why you're asking me to stop having sex with Daddy! You want me to stop having sex with Daddy so that _you_can fuck him!"

"What!? N-no! No! No!"

"I'm not stupid, Cass," Amelia said, her tone suddenly oozing into her ears like a destructive venom, "You fingered yourself to Daddy earlier today, didn't you? I'm not dumb... I could hear it so perfectly..." then her eyes closed as she put on such an acted pose, almost as if she were swooning, "Please Daddy, more! More!"

Damn... her voice at that moment sounded exactly like Cassandra's own.

"No... th-that's not... no..." the black-haired bat said, lying to both Amelia and herself. It clearly didn't work.

"Get real, Cass. I may not get as many good grades as you do, but I'm not stupid," Amelia muttered, now sounding so annoyed with the entire situation, "You want me away from Daddy, because you're jealous, envious, and just want him aaallllll to yourself."

"No... no! Y-you're wrong!"

"Well guess what, Cass. I'm not gonna stop fucking Daddy, whether you want me to or not. Whether you know_I do it or not. Besides... I'm not sure how many times you have seen us doing it... but that's not even _half of the times we've done it overall."

Ooooooh, that hurt! That hurt something fierce! To think that the number of times she's seen them doing it wasn't even the majority of times they've done it... oh yeah, it hurt. Then... how many times did they do it a day?

Cassandra's world was being flipped around and around, and she started walking backwards to get away from her sister. Soon she slipped into her room where - without another word - she slammed the door on her sister. Even then, Amelia barely even moved. If anything, she appeared smug about the situation, giving an audible snicker that echoed through the door. She knew Cassandra could hear her... but that was the _point._And as if to throw more salt on the wound, she said,

"Love ya, Cass."

That was like having a _knife_twisted in her gut.

Cassandra's back slumped up against the door where she fell to her soft and round bottom, her knees hugged up close to her chest. She felt complete and utter defeat, like a weak child in comparison to a bodybuilder. It seemed as if now that Amelia was aware that she knew, her twin was poised to torture her with this information. It was like a taunt, a goad...

I'm fucking Daddy... and there's nothing you can do about it...

Dammit! Why did that leave her feeling so frustrated? So pathetic? So lesser? She should admonish them for having such a taboo and incestuous relationship, but in truth, she _wanted_it too. She wanted to kiss Daddy. She wanted him to grope her and tease her body. She wanted to suck his cock. She wanted to feel him fuck her so deep. She wanted his knot to fill her, and his seed as well.

She wanted everything_Amelia had. But... how does one _get it? What did Amelia have that she lacked? What was it that Amelia had that drove her father? Was her twin just that much sexier than she was? No, it couldn't be! Sure, Amelia was thinner than she was in certain areas, but Cassandra had bigger breasts, a bigger butt, and juicier thighs! And while she may not have been that knowledgeable on boys, she knew they liked those areas of a girl's body to be big!

Maybe... maybe she should weaponize this. From what she had seen ever so rarely between the two, Matthew did enjoy groping Amelia's breasts, and it probably wasn't a stretch of the imagination to think he liked squeezing her ass too. But how was she supposed to use this?

Well... why not take a page out of Amelia's book?

Cassandra was always known as being the more responsible twin; while Amelia loved to go out and play, Cassandra preferred to stay in and study. It's why she had the higher grades, not just in comparison to her twin, but to her fellow classmates as well. She wanted to be calm and studious like their father was; he was her idol, after all.

But perhaps she needed to be more like Amelia. Perhaps she needed to be more... dangerous. Well then. So be it!

Laying on her chair across from her bed was her school uniform, already cleaned and ready for the next day. Approaching her uniform slowly, Cassandra suddenly grabbed her skirt and tossed it aside. No, it was too long. She needed something... shorter. Fortunately, she still had a few old skirts from her younger years that would still fit her... though its length wouldn't be as long.

Good.

"Two can play at this game, Amy..." Cassandra said spitefully to herself, "And I'll prove it..."

...

"Mornin' dad!"

"Good morning, darling."

The smell of sizzling bacon and sausages flowing in the air was as familiar to her as the warm touch of the sun through the window. Her father may not have been the greatest cook in the world, but damn was his breakfast as fine as a five-star meal for the redheaded bat. Like a moth she was drawn to the kitchen, the smell and her father like that lovely, lovely flame.

And yet, she couldn't help but to tease him just a little bit.

"Do you only know how to make pancakes, bacon and sausage, Daddy?" Amelia asked, to which the wolf rolled his eyes.

"Give the people what they need. It may not be what they want," he responded, causing the redhead to raise an eyebrow in confusion.

"Wh... what?"

"It means that what the people want in their life - their desires and everything - may not be exactly what the people need. You _want_a different breakfast. You _need_this breakfast."

"So... that's just a roundabout and fancy way of saying... eat your pancakes, huh?"

Matthew smiled.

"You know it."

Amelia sighed in a slightly defeated manner, though she couldn't help but to grin and giggle soon after. Her father was a sharp and snazzy man, one whose wit easily outdid her own. And that's not from lack of trying, mind you; Amelia was a boundlessly feisty girl. Guess they were more alike than either of them would admit to.

She clung close to her father, gripping his thick arm as her tail wagged ever so softly. Standing a bit on her tiptoes, Amelia pursed her lips and took aim with her father's cheek. Gently she kissed him, keeping it chaste this early in the morning in case a certain someone were to catch them.

She did.

"Ah-hm!"

They turned to face the door way together, eyes falling on... Cassandra?

She stood at the doorway, her blazer on her shoulders, though it had been zipped down. In doing so, it allowed her twin and her father to gaze upon her blouse beneath... and the fact that the top few buttons were undone, not unlike a certain redheaded bat. Because of this, she allowed her family to gaze upon the ample cleavage she sported, one that was a cup-size or so larger than that of her sister's. And with the bra she was currently wearing, they were lifted and supported more, making sure that it would be the eye of all who came across her.

Cassandra's face had a slight change to it too. Her long, black hair had been combed over, falling over the right side of her face to cover it in such a stylish manner. The bat had even removed her glasses, stuffing it into her blazer's chest pocket to help with her cool demeanor.

But that's not all, for Cassandra's skirt was shorter as well, coming just barely to the tops of her knees as oppose to the bottom of them. Because of this, any slight movement would give everyone a lovely view of her legs and thighs, and perhaps a bit more if the wind was being particularly generous.

Obviously, this was not normal.

Gone was the uptight bat who wouldn't even dare think of showing much skin. Here was... well... Amelia's twin. Truthfully, this was probably what most people would think of when they first hear that the redhead has a twin.

Matthew could only gawk at Cassandra like his glasses had been shattered. He was seeing this, right? This wasn't just some fever dream, right? Why the hell did Cassandra seemingly break out her Amelia cosplay?

As for Amelia herself, well, the redheaded bat glared at her sister in an annoyed manner. Matthew may have been in the dark, but Amelia herself sure as hell wasn't; she knew what her sister was doing! In response, she clung a bit closer to her father, squeezing on his arm as his cooking came to a slow.

"Cassandra," said Matthew, "Uh... is something wrong, dear?"

"What? O-of course not, Daddy," Cassandra said, her tone being somewhat...spunky, "It's just going to be a bit warmer today... I thought I'd dress accordingly!"

"Really?" he muttered in reply, "Is 60 degrees really warmer? I know my fur's thicker but..."

"Hey Daddy!" Amelia suddenly shouted as she gripped his arm, taking him off guard, "Remember what we were talking about last night? About possibly going out to the beach?"

"Amelia... why are you holding my arm so tightly?" Matthew asked instead, a bit confused by her mannerisms.

She was holding him tightly but... she was also brushing and squeezing her breasts up against his arm. Her green eyes stared deep into his brown ones, a cheeky grin on her lips as she started rubbing her breasts along his bicep. He was confused by this, only to realize what Amelia was doing.

Flaunting herself off... but... why?

Glomp!

"Oh! To the beach, Daddy?" Cassandra suddenly said, "Can I get a new bikini then?"

He quickly looked over to his left, eyes falling on Cassandra as she too suddenly grabbed upon his arm. Not only that but - much like Amelia before - she was pressing her breasts rather hard against his bicep. On both ends, his twin daughters were clinging to his arms like magnets, squeezing down harder and harder as their breasts pressed into him.

"Girls, I--"

"Oh, you and a bikini? Don't you already have one?" Amelia asked in a snarky manner as she shot her twin a glare.

"I can buy new ones, Amy," Cassandra snarled, "You're not the only one allowed to have several bikinis all to yourself!"

"Girls, what are--"

"Hmm... maybe I should buy more?" the redhead shot back, "Something...thinner. But I guess you wouldn't know anything about being thin."

"That's rich coming from you! You wouldn't know the word 'thin' if it slapped you across the face, especially with all those burgers you keep eating."

"WHAT DID YOU SAY!?"

"GIRLS! PLEASE!" Matthew suddenly shouted, causing them both to stop arguing, "Haaa... thank you..."

He groaned a bit, then pulled on his arms so that his daughters could release him. Once they did, he ran his hands through his hair, groaning aloud as he tried to make sense of the situation. Cassandra and Amelia arguing was nothing new to him. That being said, Cassandra dressing the way she did? That was... strange.

He glanced over towards his black-haired daughter, causing her to tense up as she was put on the spot. Mentally however, she reminded herself of her plan, and so she began to stick out her chest more. She just wanted him to look at it, to look at her breasts, to marvel at them the way he marveled at Amelia's. And then - juuuuuuust maybe - she could take him from her.

It_didn't_ work.

"Cassandra, button up your shirt and get a longer skirt," Matthew muttered with a sigh as he returned his gaze back to the food, taking his daughter aback.

"What? But, Daddy!" she cried in protest, "Wh-what about Amelia?"

"I'd tell Amelia to change, but I know she wouldn't do it," he answered with a roll of his eyes and a sigh, "You, on the other hand. This is... uh..." he shook his head, "This is not how you dress. But uh..." he smiled, "You have nice hair..."

Ring! Ring! Ring! Ring!

"Hm?"

Hand slipping into his pants, Matthew pulled out his smartphone as he was suddenly getting a call. He leered at the sight, the call clearly being an important one as his entire demeanor shifted. The wolf even gave a sigh of annoyance as he pulled back, his finger pressing up against the touchscreen of his phone.

"Amelia, can you finish breakfast," Matthew said as he pulled away and towards the doorway, "I need to take this call."

"Y-yeah, pops," she muttered in response, watching him walk out of the room.

As soon as he left, one could feel the tension in the room grow thick and heavy. Amelia and Cassandra both stared at the doorway, not moving until they could no longer see their father. And once they did, the twin bats glared at one another sharply. Their eyes were like knives, chilled and deadly whilst leering at their reflective alter ego.

But leave it to Amelia to be... well... Amelia. She crossed her arms, her nose stuck up at her sibling while a cocky and superior smirk adorned her lips. She even chuckled a bit, making Cassandra feel lesser... but not for long. No, this time the black-haired bat would stand up against her sister! She would not turn tail and run like before!

"You know... you look pathetic," Amelia snarled, causing Cassandra's ears and wings to twitch.

"That's rich, coming from you," she retorted, much to the redhead's amusement.

"What? Did you think that by dressing like me, Daddy would throw himself on you at the first opportunity?" she asked with such a teasing and malicious tone, "Get real, Cass; that's not how any of this works."

"Then how does it work, Amy? Please, enlighten me," Cassandra growled back, her tone sarcastic and just as venomous.

"Heh... wouldn't you like to know?" the redhead replied as she shifted her focus towards the sizzling bacon and pan of pancake batter, "Now why don't you go ahead and change like Daddy said? I'm sure making him angry certainly won't increase your chances with him."

Cassandra glared at her sister, her hand bawling into a tight fist. It would be so easy to just tug her sister by the hair and start an all out scuffle, something that - ironically enough - wasn't too uncommon back in their earlier years. But as much as she wanted to, Cassandra just couldn't. Besides, her father told her to change her clothes, and it probably wouldn't be wise to disobey the man she was trying to_seduce_.

Wait...was she trying to seduce her own father? Cassandra... didn't really know.

Pulling her glasses out of her jacket's chest pocket, the black-haired bat made her way towards the kitchen's doorway, only to stop. Clinging upon its frame, there was one burning question she hadn't asked yet, one she so desperately needed the answer to. So she turned to face her sister, looking at her from over her shoulder where she asked,

"When did this all start? Why did this all start?"

And for a few moments, there was nothing but silence.

"Heh... you're not old enough to know yet, Cass..."

Damn, did that piss her off so much!

...

Another day, another day.

It was gray outside now, the sunny skies from this morning having been replaced with a gloomy overcast. A light drizzle fell from the heavens above, which is why their Porsche's top was up today. A cool breeze flowed from the air conditioner upon the twin bats, its breezy hum bouncing about within their sensitive ears.

Amelia and Cassandra said nothing to one another as the redhead drove, instead focused solely on getting home as fast as they could. Cassandra's arms were crossed as she leered out the window, and her sibling looked forward unflinchingly.

No music. No talking. No nothing.

When their Porsche drove into their driveway right next to their father's car, the twins got out with equal silence. As usual, it was Cassandra who opened the door first, walking into it while the rain outside began to pick up in earnest. When they both entered their home, the twins took a glance at one another, before averting their gazes.

They hadn't spoken to one another since this morning, and from the looks of things, it would continue on that way.

"No! No! No! You idiots! That is not what I said!"

The sharp words of their roaring father alerted the two, who both looked towards the staircase to see their father walking down it. Matthew appeared to be furious, his fangs showing in full while he held his phone up to his ear. Vicious growls could be heard echoing from within, listening to whoever was on the other end of the phone before he started to chew into them again.

"No! Just! Ugh! Wait until I get there; I'll handle it! And you better pray you still have your job by the time I'm done!" Matthew growled as he turned off the phone before furiously shoving it into his pocket.

"Daddy... is something wrong?" Cassandra asked as their father grabbed his suit jacket from off the nearby coat rack.

"Remember those plans I had to open up hotels along Japan's coast? Well, one of my subordinates gave the okay to put a down payment on lots there to begin construction preparations when that's not what I said!" he stopped to look at them, his angered expression growing softer, "I'll be back, dears, though I may be a little late," he then took a brief glance towards the windows, "Hmm... looks like it's going to rain hard. Haaa... go ahead and buy pizza or sandwiches. Just... don't spend too much money, Amelia."

"Whaaaat? I don't spend that much money on food," she retorted with a wry grin.

"Uh-huh... sure you do..."

Moving over towards Cassandra, he gently placed a kind and loving kiss upon her forehead. It made the bespectacled bat giggle, while her father moved over towards her twin. Said giggles died almost immediately after, for - unlike with her - Matthew kissed Amelia on the_cheek_. From the outside, it was nothing. From where Cassandra stood however, it was everything.

"Be safe, dears," their father said as he gripped their door's knob.

"You too, Daddy," they said in perfect mirrored unison.

Without another word, Matthew slipped through the door and made his way to the car. Together, neither Cassandra nor Amelia moved, just gazing at the door longingly as their beloved father got into his car, cranked it up, and backed up. Every sound was powerful, making the both of them realized that now, it was just them.

Just. Them.

Cassandra and Amelia both fidgeted about where they stood, the redhead's fists laying on her hips while her twin clutched at her arm and rubbed it. They couldn't bare the thought of looking at one another, so they gazed in the opposite directions. It was uncomfortable being here now, and that feeling was only growing stronger and stronger.

"Haaa... I... I've got homework to do," said Cassandra as she began walking off.

"Yeah, I do too..." Amelia replied.

Unfortunately, the moment one began to move, so too did the other. They both cut each other off from reaching the staircase, an annoyed huff slipping from Cassandra's mouth. She glared at her sister soon after, who shot back with an equally as annoyed gaze in her eyes. But said gaze soon shifted, and her frowning lips curled into a saucy, teasing grin.

"After you, Cass," Amelia said in such an acted manner, which only caused Cassandra more anger.

"Thank. You," she growled through gritted teeth before hurrying her way upstairs.

Cassandra was like a brown and black blur, whisking herself into her bedroom where she slammed the door behind her. Back pressed up against it, the young bat sucked a lot of air into her nose in an attempt to keep her rising blood pressure low. Amelia was clearly trying to get under her skin now, and Cassandra knew it. Hey, she was no fool! She knew when her sister was up to something dirty!

Why? Why would Amelia do this to her!? How could Amelia do this to her!? They were sisters! Twins even! She shouldn't be torturing her with the information she held! Ooh! It wracked Cassandra's heart with both pain and fury!

Their father wasn't home; it was just them. Perhaps it would be best to just avoid one another until their emotional highs had calmed down. And once they did, then maybe - maaaaaayyyybeeeee - they could speak like young adults.

Maybe...

Amelia's hand clung to Cassandra's doorway, her nails gently scratching lines into it. She opened her lips, but did not speak a word.

Instead, a grin appeared on her lips.

...

The graph of a piecewise-defined function 'f' is shown in the figure above. The graph has a vertical tangent line at x = -2 and the horizontal tangent lines at x = -3 and x = -1. What are all values of x, -4 < x < 3, at which 'f' is continuous but not differentiable?

There was something about functions and numbers that just put Cassandra to ease. Numbers didn't lie to her, they didn't hide information from her. Nothing hides within the heart to hurt her. No, they were just... numbers.

Just...numbers.

"Hmmm..."

Leaning back in her chair, Cassandra hummed to herself as she did her homework. Gone was her school uniform, with it having been replaced with something far more comfortable for the evening. Ironically - despite her words this morning - Cassandra had put on a burgundy sweater to give her warmth, as it was rather chilly in their house today. Her legs meanwhile were clad in form fitting and comfortable jeans. Just a little something to wear until bedtime.

In the past hour, she hadn't seen nor heard of her sister. This little game of ignoring one another was going well so far, but Cassandra didn't know how much longer it could go on. Even as she did her mathematical equations, she wanted to talk to her sister. To get to the bottom of her and their father's relationship as best she could. No matter how difficult that may be.

A flash of lightning surged through the skies.

KRACK-KAAAAAAAWWWW!!!

"EEEEEEP!?"

Tensing up in her seat, Cassandra's green eyes immediately locked upon her window in the distance, the howl of thunder having startled her. During her homework, the rain outside had somehow become a full on storm! Approaching the window, she saw wind sending ruffles through the grass, as well as blowing about some of the objects on their backyard patio. Fortunately, it wasn't too dangerous, but it was still rather jarring to say the least.

Pulling back, Cassandra's hand clung to her chest, feeling her heart beating from within. She figured she'd return to her homework, but the storm had other plans for how this evening would go.

CLICK! Thooooooooooommm...

"What?"

Suddenly - and much to Cassandra's surprise - the entire house went dead. A blackout it would seem, sapping the Morris household of all its energies. Everything was cast in a dull, gray hue because of the loss of energy, causing Cassandra to scramble for her glasses on her vanity mirror. Placing them upon her face, she then made way for the door and opened it up.

"Amelia!" she cried, "Is the power out, or is that just me?"

Eeaaaarrrrr!

"Yeah... the power's out," her sister's voice replied, "And not a moment too soon, either."

Turning her head, Cassandra looked in the direction of the hallway's bathroom; the personal one she and her sister used since their father had a bathroom in his master bedroom. The door was opened to it, and_steam_ was flowing out of it. Cassandra continued looking at it for a few moments, watching as her sibling appeared from within in such a slow and drawn out manner.

Amelia had just got out of the shower, her bathrobe wrapped around her body so gently. Her lovely brown fur looked so radiant now, her red hair glowing in the dim light of their hallway. Those green eyes - like radiant diamonds - shined out towards her sister, while she casually laid her hands into the pockets of her bathrobe.

Water was still dripping off of her form, but just lightly, and not to the point that it would ruin their brown floors. But more importantly...why?

Ba-dump...

What. The fuck. Was Amelia. DOING!? They both knew she was fucking Matthew, so why was she dressing so casually around her? Cassandra had see her sister's body far more times than she ever cared to, especially when in the throes of passion with their father. The bottom of it was split open, so Cassandra got an eyeful of her toned legs, and the top of it was opened up so she could see her siblings' perky chest. Sure, she had a larger cup size when it came to breasts, but there was something about Amelia's chest that was so...magnetizing.

Suddenly Cassandra found herself thinking back to the other night when she watched Matthew and Amelia together. Yes, that moment when her sister - unaware of her looking through the window towards them - rode their father reverse-cowgirl. And how Cassandra watched as his every thrust caused her body to bounce, from that lovely posterior her sister had, to her red hair, and - of course- those breasts.

Those breasts currently taunting her.

What the hell was Cassandra even thinking!?

"Something wrong, Cass?" Amelia asked, her head cocked to one side, "You're cheeks are all red... you're not sick or something, are you?"

"What? N-no!" Cassandra replied as she covered her face with her hands, "What are you doing!? Put on some clothes, Amy!"

"What? Why would I do that?" the redhead replied with a wry grin, "Oh? Heh heh... embarrassed by your twin's body? How old are you? Nine? You've already watched me and dad fuck like rabbits, so I know you've seen more of my body than you'd care to know!"

"Yes! That's true, but please, that doesn't make it better!" Cassandra replied.

KRACK-KAAAW!!!

"Anyway, I'm going to call in dinner, Cass. Anything you want?" Amelia asked as she walked past her sister in such a casual and cool manner.

Cassandra stood up straighter in the hall, her back turned to her twin as the redheaded bat made her way towards her bedroom. That's when she stopped, just to gaze over her shoulder towards her sister. In unison, Cassandra did the same; looking over her shoulder to gaze back at her sister.

But Amelia's robe... it was slowly moving down. In doing so, she flaunted her shoulders towards her sister. Such lovely, smooth, toned shoulders, and a lovely back, unlike Cassandra's who had a bit more meat to her. Her sister's body was... one Cassandra was so _envious_for.

And now she was looking at it. Almost too hard.

"Cass?" Amelia said, breaking her from her thoughts, "Any food?"

"Pizza..." she replied, almost too quickly, "I could... go for some pizza."

"Heh... then pizza it is," said the redhead, a saucy grin adorning her lips.

She slipped into her room soon after, leaving Cassandra alone within the hallway. Her heart was racing, her mouth agape as confusion ran through her mind. Meanwhile, her hands had tightened up into fists. Cassandra was convinced now that Amelia was up to something. But_what?_ What horrible game was her sister playing now?

And why did it leave her so aroused!?

No, no more of this! Cassandra needed all of this to stop! The silence! The torture! _Everything!_Last night she turned away in defeat, but not now! No, this time, Cassandra would face her sister down!

KRAAAAAACK-KAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWW!!!

And not a moment too soon either.

With the slow movements akin to a ghost, Cassandra walked over to her sister's bedroom, her hand falling upon the knob. She could already hear her sibling through the door, speaking with the pizza place about what they wanted. Cheese pizza and a supreme pizza, with bread sticks of course. Her sister gave the orders so casually, but that didn't stop Cassandra from opening the door to her bedroom, her face fixed in a serious scowl.

"Yeah, one Supreme pizza and one cheese pizza. Both with the cheese-filled crusts. And I want your six bread sticks as well. Oh! And two liters of soda. Kooba Cola!"

Amelia and Cassandra's bedrooms were like opposing forces to one another. Where as Cassandra's was girly and bubbly, sterile and clean, and with this air of professionalism to it, Amelia's was dingy and dark, filled with all sorts of grungy desires. Posters of rock bands were plastered on her wall, die-cast models of cars among other such trinkets adorned her drawers and vanity mirror, and she had a pile of clothing in the corner as oppose to using her closet like a sane person. That's not to say that Amelia's bedroom was cluttered mind you, but it was a far cry from her sibling's room.

Cassandra watched as her sister gave the order, her green eyes gazing over Amelia's shoulder. She was turned towards her open window, the gray glow of the storm outside having shot out a light that illuminated the bat's body. Like a moth and a flame, Cassandra watched her sister make the order, one hand holding her smartphone up to her head, while the other hand sat on her hip in such a powerful pose.

Slowly Amelia turned to face her twin, those green eyes of hers coasting along Cassandra's flat expression. She stopped then, their green eyes catching one another... where the redhead suddenly grinned. She didn't stop talking on the phone in the least bit however, continuing on with her order as Cassandra just... watched.

Her green eyes leered at her sibling's body, specifically how the bathrobe hung on her shoulders. The middle of it divulged such a scandalous view towards Amelia's cleavage, the robe having come down to just the middle part of her breasts.

The gray glow of the storm outside helped illuminate Amelia's radiant body, which Cassandra was now staring at fully. Somewhere along the way, she had forgotten her original mission to berate her sister. Instead, she just found herself... staring.

Endlessly staring. Watching.

Amelia was still ordering the pizza, but as she did so, she sat down on her vanity mirror. Her green eyes were looking straight across the bedroom towards her sister, with Cassandra's heart beating furiously in her chest. The bathrobe Amelia was wearing had falling along her legs, parting open to reveal her nude body beneath.

That pussy of hers. The same pussy that took their father's cock in on a daily basis was now staring back at Cassandra. She didn't know what to do but... her heart was racing. Harder and harder. Faster and faster.

Anger_began to fuel her as well. Jealousy. Envy. Resentment. All of these things mixed together within Cassandra, who just wanted to know _why!_Why did their father love Amelia _more than her!? Why did her father sleep with Amelia, and not her!? When had she lost their father's favor!?

Why_Amelia?_

Cassandra approached her sister, who had just finished the order. It would be arriving in the next thirty or so minutes, give or take with the storm going on. Despite that, Amelia continued grinning at her sister in such a sassy manner, not flinching in the slightest at the death glare her twin was giving her.

If anything, she coaxed it out.

"Say, Cass... you look a little peeved there," Amelia said, "Is everything okay?"

She didn't say anything at first, instead opting to leer as sharply as she could at her taunting twin sister. Amelia wasn't even attempting to defend herself, for she continued to face down her sister without a hint of fear or trepidation. Cassandra did the same, gazing deep into her eyes in some attempt to find something.

Anything!

"Amelia..." Cassandra said, her head held low and face breaking as she placed her hands down on her twin's shoulders, "Why... just... tell me why it all started. Could you... could you at least do that for me?"

And for a few moments... silence.

"Heh... you and Daddy are so much alike," the redhead replied, causing Cassandra to pull up with a confused look on her face.

"Wh-what? Nmmmm!?!?!?!?"

A_kiss_. Ya'know. Just a kiss. A kiss, square on Cassandra's lips.

Amelia was kissing her on the lips.

Cassandra's eyes grew as wide as lights, gazing straight towards her sister's solemn face. Amelia was so calm, so peaceful, kissing her like it was nothing special. But the same could not be said for her twin! For Cassandra, this was her first kiss!

And it was growing more intense.

Amelia began pushing into Cassandra, the black-haired bat pulling back from her twin in an attempt to put some distance between them. It didn't work, for the redhead gripped and grabbed her shoulders, kneading them gently as she held close to her face. Her lips began to move, causing Cassandra's stance to wobble and her eyes to grow slack. A heat was growing in the air between them, a powerful and intense one at that. She tried to breath, but Amelia was stealing the air from her.

Then she felt her mouth being opened, an act that caused her eyes to grow wide yet again. Looking forward, she watched as her sister maneuvered her mouth open, and felt her long tongue beginning to slide into her mouth. But before it could enter in fully...

"Haaaahhnn! Aaaammmyyy!" Cassandra cried whilst pulling back, panting desperately as her green eyes stared towards her twin.

"Shhhh... just chill and relax, Cass," Amelia said, her tone lustful and hungry.

"B-b-b-b-but we're both girls!" the black-haired bat babbled back, causing her twin to giggle.

"Really?That's your problem with this? Not the fact that we're sisters? Besides... you know what Daddy and I have been doing at night. This? This is just the next step."

"The next... step...?" Cassandra muttered in confusion.

"Yeah... so..." Amelia closed her eyes again, "Let me kiss you..."

"Amy... I... nmmmm..."

She didn't have enough time to speak before her twin had set upon her once again. Her lips pressed up to Cassandra's lips, her hands holding her sister's head still so that she could taste from her. Amelia's lips were hungry, her skill immaculate, especially in comparison to her sister's virginity. As they kissed, her bathrobe opened up, revealing her athletic body towards her twin, but Cassandra was far too busy kissing to care.

At first it was chaste; just Amelia's lips on her lips, with a bit of spit sliding between the two. But then the redhead did it again; maneuvering and opening Cassandra's mouth so that her tongue could slip and slide right inside. The black-haired bat's eyes grew wide as - for the first time - she was having a tongue kiss with someone.

And that someone was her own sister. Her first kiss was stolen by her own twin.

The heat and rush between them was growing stronger, with Cassandra finding herself being pushed up against Amelia's wall. The bat squirmed briefly, being stopped only when her twin grabbed her hands. Lifting them up, Cassandra suddenly found herself pinned to the wall by her sister, the spit between them having grown intoxicating. She was feeling lightheaded now, the lack of air causing her to spin and grow dizzy. Before she could fall over however, Amelia pulled back, her green eyes in such a dark, lustful glow as she stared at her reflection.

Cassandra stared back, her green eyes also glowing in such a heady and desirable manner. The storm outside was still strong, yet the air between them was filled with their heavy breaths as they panted for air. Cassandra didn't know what to do or think, so she just stared at Amelia, hoping her sister would help her through this situation.

The redhead stared back, that usual aura of smug confidence gone. No, no, right now, they were both adventuring out into uncharted territory, not knowing where it would lead them. But they were sisters,_and while this may have been wrong and taboo, they still had nothing but _love for one another.

Love... and now lust.

"Amy..."

"Cass..."

Their lips met again, tongues dancing around within each other's mouths in such a lurid display. The two sisters moaned into one another, with spit being traded between them without end. Amelia even pulled back, allowing some of her saliva to ooze into Cassandra's mouth, to which she graciously slurped it up.

Fuck... what was going on?

Amelia began moving in, with Cassandra suddenly finding herself being pushed upon her sibling's messy bed. The redheaded bat didn't hesitate either, for she moved in quickly to place a lips upon Cassandra's neck. She began kissing her sister there, making the demure bat moan out with lust. Cassandra never considered herself a lesbian of any sort, but her Amelia was easily making her think otherwise. This was the first time any person had ever touched her in such a way. To think it was her own twin.

The kissing to Cassandra's neck grew in power and vigor, causing the demure bat to grow weak in the knees. Her sister was trailing kisses from her neck up to her lips, where she once again began to kiss her in earnest. Cassandra - still being so new to this - struggled to keep up with their dancing tongues, while Amelia began to drool even more of her intoxicating saliva into her mouth.

So this is what it feels like to kiss one another. Haaaa... her mind was going blank.

Cassandra moaned as her sister's spit swirled on her tongue, and quickly swallowed it down without a second thought. Green eyes a hazy mist, she stared up to the redhead who kissed her so tenderly. Their lips met into a kiss again, with Amelia's hand trailing up her body. She glided her palm along her twins stomach, making the demure bat moan from the feeling. But her hands didn't stop, couldn't stop, not until they made their way up to Cassandra's breasts. And without hesitation, Amelia gave her tit a tight squeeze.

"Ah-ha!" Cassandra yelped from the squeeze, making Amelia grin.

"You have no idea how much I've wanted to do this," the redheaded bat stated.

"Y... you have...?" Cassandra said, stunned.

"You have way bigger tits than me, Cass..." Amelia answered, not even bothering to hide her feelings, "I bet playing with them is fun... in fact..."

Suddenly, the redhead began to squeeze upon Cassandra's tit harder and harder, as if trying to coax milk out from her bra-clad breast. All the while, her twin gave cute coos and moans, her attempts to keep her voice in check failing horribly. Slowly, Amelia was gaining control over her heated body, and Cassandra wasn't doing a damn thing to stop her.

And that's when Amelia released her sister's tit, causing her to babble nonsensically. 'Whats' and 'whys' left her lips, which only caused the redhead to giggle. She didn't answer her questions however, instead sliding her hand down to grab the bottom of Cassandra's shirt.

Up and up she began pulling on that shirt, revealing more of her twin's form. The difference between them was night and day; Amelia was so much more toned, more athletic, while Cassandra had pudge to her form. No, no, she was not fat, just thicc, yet again. And from the looks of it, that had Amelia enraptured.

She had seen her twins naked body before obviously, but this was the first time gazing upon her like... this. The sweater came to a stop right above Cassandra's breasts, revealing them in all of their glory as they were held shielded by her pink bra. An audible gasp left Amelia's lips at the sight, and she shortly after licked her lips in such a hungry manner.

But, hey, Amelia wasn't selfish in these regards. As if reading Cassandra's mind, the redhead opened up her bathrobe, revealing her form to her twin. Such a lovely and toned body; far different from her thicc figure. Amelia even pushed out her chest, flaunting her body more in front of her misty-eyed twin. Her flat stomach was on full display, along with her busty, perky breasts. Amelia even trailed her hand along her body in a sensual showing, her finger circling around her own naval before sliding down towards her waist. And Cassandra watched with unflinching eyes, even swallowing the spit in her mouth as lust continued to build within her.

"Amy... can I?"

"Sure, Cass..."

Given permission, the misty-eyed bat reached her hands out to gently cup her sister's breasts. Each tit filled her hand perfectly, the weight pushing down on her causing Cassandra to groan. She couldn't believe it; she was touching her own sister's breasts. She pushed her fingers in, pulled them out, and even flicked her thumbs along her hard nipples. Another gasp left Cassandra's lip, while her green eyes grew wide with curiosity.

"Haaaahnnn... Caaaaasssss... your hands feel soooo fuuuckinng goood," Amelia moaned as she pushed her hands out, "Keep... keep touching me...!"

Nodding gently, Cassandra began squeezing upon her sister's tit more earnestly, making the redheaded bat moan and groan with such desire. Soft fur melded with soft fur as Cassandra gently caressed Amelia's breasts, her fingers and nails pinching upon her nipples. The usually demure bat was getting more and more courageous as time went on, and that only caused her twin to moan more and more.

"Haaaahh! Yeeessss, Cass! Haaaahhhnnn!"

The sound, the voice of her sister's moans; had Cassandra really triggered that? Looking up, the demure bat gazed at her twin, watching as her groping hands coaxed such fresh moans from her voice. To touch someone else to bring them pleasure... Cassandra couldn't believe it.

In the back of her mind, she remembered the things their father and Amelia had done through closed doors. Groping Amelia's chest, snuggling up against them, and even _sucking_on them. Cassandra - driven by the things she had seen - went merely on instinct as she moved her head down, mouth opening up wide. Drool and spit hung from her jaw, hovering just inches shy from her sister's tit before she finally...

"Mmm!"

"Haaahhn!?"

Cassandra's mouth latched upon her sister's tit, eyes closed shut as she began to suckle on it. Her tongue whipped and lashed along her sibling's pink nipple, a soft, fluttering moan leaving her lips. Her sister's body tasted so... good. It was hard to explain but it was sweaty yet... _sweat?_Cassandra didn't know what to say, she just knew she loved it. Moaning and groaning as she licked and sucked on her body, spit oozing upon the hardened nub as she grew even hungrier. Her teeth even began to pinch in and bite upon Amelia's nipple, causing her twin's voice to grow high-pitched and fill the air out around them.

"Haaahhhnnn!"

Amelia's hand wrapped around her sister's head, clutching it close as her sister feasted upon her breasts. The heated rush between them, the sweat and musk, it was all growing intoxicating to the normally demure teen. Pesky inhibitions such as 'incest' and 'taboo' were all pushed to the back of her head now, replaced with burning lust and need.

The need to explore more of this, the need to _have_more.

Eyes opening, Cassandra looked up to see the same face on her sister: heat, lust, desire, need, and with zero fucks given to the fact that they were twin sisters. If anything, that added familial touch made things even better.

"Eeep!?"

To Cassandra's surprise, she found herself being pushed over upon Amelia's bed. Looking up, her eyes fell upon her lust-drunk sister, the sight of it causing her heart to pick up in speed. Hungry for her sister, Amelia began to kiss Cassandra yet again, their tongues dancing between their mouths as hungry, lurid moans drifted between them. Making out with her sister on her bed; why did such a salacious act make Cassandra so damn wet and horny?

"Cass," Amelia suddenly said as she pulled back, "Can I see them? See your tits?"

"My... mine?" Cassandra answered, suddenly feeling put under the spotlight, "Do you... really like them? M-my breasts? I think... I think yours are... b-better..."

"What? Hell no!" Amelia said, drool starting to hang from her lips as she looked down upon her chest, "I think your tits are waaaaay better than mine! They're so big and... mmm... juuuiiccyyy..."

"Juicy? Ah!?"

Suddenly Amelia's hands clung to Cassandra's breasts, kneading and squeezing them like bread dough. The demure bat moaned out loud as her sister groped her so furiously, especially when she started snuggling her head up against her chest. Amelia just couldn't help but to rub her face along her sister's buxom breasts, giving shivering, shuddering moans whilst playing with her body.

Amelia wasn't pleased with just groping Cassandra's breasts through her bra however; she needed to feel them _directly!_So reaching around her sister's body, the redheaded bat unhooked her bra in record time.

The garment fell without hesitation, freeing Cassandra's bountiful breasts. Amelia gave an audible, little gasp as well as a cute little 'whoa' when she watched her twin's breasts fall. They were so much larger in comparison to hers, so much more plentiful. Cassandra's breasts weren't as perky as her own, but they barely sagged nonetheless, and her soft ebony nipples were sharp and rigid. When the demure bat breathed, her breasts would rise, and when she stopped, they would bounce with wonderful synced perfection.

Damn. Amelia knew Cassandra's breasts were amazing, but she didn't think they were this amazing! Now it was her turn to feel a bit inadequate, with her green eyes looking down towards her own bosom. It was short-lived however, and soon after the saucy bat began grinning from cheek to cheek.

Without hesitation, Amelia reached forward and chastely placed her hand upon one of Cassandra's breasts. Her hands were so soft, so tender, causing a blissful sigh to slip from her twin's lips. She even closed her eyes as she enjoyed the pleasurable touches given to her. Her twin's thumb slid over her hard nipple, before she placed two fingers around it. Giving it a hard pinch, she caused Cassandra to yip from surprise. But she didn't stop her sister, not in the least bit. In fact, she wanted...

"More..." Cassandra whispered instinctively.

Amelia's green eyes stared down towards her twin's perky nipples, smacking her lips at the sight. A sliver of drool even began hanging from her lips, as the redhead started salivating over Cassandra's delicious body.

"Hey Cass... can I?" Amelia asked as she stared up to her twin, causing her to look back down.

"S-sure... g-go ahead," the demure bat answered, her face so red with lust.

The redheaded bat nodded, her green eyes closing shut. Mouth opening cutely, she slowly moved in to wrap her soft lips around one of Cassandra's perky nipples. Once she felt her sister's lips meet her bosom, the bespectacled teen threw her head back in lust as the heated, wet mouth of her twin encapsulated her. Amelia began to suckle on Cassandra's nipple soon after, the pressure and strength of it making her moan and groan. Face turning redder and hotter with lust, the demure bat stared down and watched as her twin suckled on her nipple. Her tongue was swirling around her areola, and her head was even bobbing up and down. She lathered her twin's nipple in spit, that slowly oozed down the rest of her large breast.

But Amelia wasn't pleased with just sucking on one of Cassandra's nipples; she wanted both! Quickly moving for her twin's other nipple, she suckled on it as she had done the first. Cassandra watched her other nipple being taken into the redhead's hot mouth, feeling all that spit and saliva oozing upon her nipple. Sitting up further on the bed, the demure bat could only moan and groan whilst rocking her hips and rubbing her thighs together. Her cunt was getting hot and warm, nice and juicy, as she seemingly nursed her sister before her.

"Haaaaahhhnnn!!!"

KRAAAAAAAAACK-KAAAAAAAAAWWWW!!!

The flash of lightning and crack of thunder almost drowned out Cassandra's voice, but Amelia caught it. Hey, bat ears; there's not much that doesn't get pass her, you know.

"Cass..." said Amelia as she pulled away from her sibling's breasts, gazing into her green eyes, "Come here..."

"Wh-what's wrong?" asked the bespectacled teen in a confused manner, "D-did I mess up?"

"No... heh heh... I just wanna _kiss_you..."

"Huh? Oh!"

Cassandra pursed her lips, but felt Amelia's hand press to her mouth instead. Green eyes opening from confusion, the demure teen could only look up towards her twin with an eyebrow raised. She thought they were going to kiss, but instead, she saw the redhead giggling.

"You're so cute, Cass," said Amelia as she smiled towards her sibling.

Placing her hands on the sides of Cassandra's face, Amelia brought her up so that the two could kiss. She pressed her lips to her twin's lips, sliding her tongue to grace upon Cassandra's tongue. The two moaned as they began to kiss and suckle on each other's lips, their bodies pressing up against one another. Amelia's pink nipples even started to rub up against Cassandra's ebony one's, tracking their spit upon their two tits.

It was such a slow kiss, both of their eyes closed in deep passion. They could feel so many sparks flow through their bodies as they kissed, tongues, spit, lips, moans and all. It was pure bliss, ecstasy, and love. Sure, they were sisters - twins even - but that didn't diminish the adoration they had for one another.

"Fuaaaaahh... mmm... you taste so good, Cass," said Amelia as she looked at her twin, this red haze laying on both of their faces, "I could get addicted to kissing you..."

"Mmm... haaaaa... Amyyy..." Cassandra groaned back, before slowly moving in to lay her head against her twin's shoulder.

The act of sudden intimacy took Amelia off guard, but eventually brought a smile to her face as they hugged. Their arms held and embraced one another, both silent as they just enjoyed the loving hug. It didn't matter if they were sisters anymore, if they were related by blood, or if this act of incest was wrong or taboo. They loved one another, and that was that.

"I love you, Cass..."

"I love you too, Amy..."

"Are you ready for more...?"

"Y-yeah..."

Amelia smiled as they began to move away from one another, though she laid her hands on her sister's face, framing it with her own. Giggling, the the demure teen could only blush from confusion and slight embarrassment. She quickly felt lips press to hers however, tongue sliding in moments later. Cassandra melted to the kiss, moaning as her sister claimed her mouth once more that day. But it was different from the previous kisses they shared; it was a kiss that showed Amelia reciprocated her feelings. Cassandra's heart began to race, overjoyed as she melted more into the kiss. She road out the feeling of her sibling kissing her more and more, before they finally pulled back.

Cassandra chastely slurped up the spit she gained from Amelia, before suddenly feeling her twin's grip move to her shirt once again. Slowly the redhead pulled it up, freeing Cassandra's upper torso of the garment. Once she was done with that, she placed her hands upon her twin's shoulders and turned her around. Green eyes wide, Cassandra could see the turbulent skies outside through Amelia's window. Her face heated up beet red, wondering if anyone could see them through the barrier. Before she could speak however, Amelia's hands fell on her thighs, motioning her legs so that they could spread open. Her pussy began straining against the lining of her jeans, the heat powerful as it started to fill the air. Amelia smiled sultrily as she placed one hand upon her twin's breast, gently squeezing the heavy and plump orb. It coaxed a moan from Cassandra's lips, driving Amelia to move her other hand along her stomach. Slowly, the redhead trailed her hand down Cassandra's lovely belly, before finding her hand teasing at the waistband of her pants.

"Oh... red panties?" Amelia said as she could see them peaking out from behind those jeans.

"I was... haaahhhn... gonna try and use them to seduce Daddy," Cassandra admitted, finding no need to hide such a fact.

"Heh heh... you don't say..."

Amelia licked her lips as she slid her hand into Cassandra's jeans and right under the waistband of her panties. She cold feel the heat of her twin's cunt flowing around her fingers, those digits pressing upon her soft, pink pussy. Gently she started rubbing Cassandra's cunt, sliding her fingers up and down along those juicy folds.

"Mmmmpphhh...! Fuck yeah, haaaahhnn! Fuuuuck," Cassandra moaned, her cute voice becoming high-pitched moans, "Aaaahhhnnn! Aaaammmmyyyyyy!"

The demure teen threw her head back as she felt Amelia's finger slide into her juicy cunt, the first time someone else - something_else - had ever done such a thing aside from her own fingers. Her pussy suckled down on that digit, causing the redhead to moan as well. Her sister was so damn _tight! The feeling of that heated pussy wrapping around her finger urged Amelia to plunge her digit into Cassandra's cunt more and more. She started to pump her fingers into that juicy pussy of hers at a steady pace, causing her sister to get wetter and wetter.

At the same time, Amelia continued to grope and massage Cassandra's breast. Her luscious tit was so large, it kept spilling through the cracks of her fingers, though that didn't stop the redhead from palming it graciously. She massaged and rolled her breast around in circles, over and over again, and even gave light pinches to Cassandra's nipple. All of this playing and groping was sending the shy bat on quite the adventure, and she made no attempts to hide this.

"Shhhiiiiitttt!!! Amy!" moaned the teenage girl as she rocked her hips into her sister's fingers, "Mmmphhh! You're gonna make me cum!"

"Hm? Really?" Amelia said with a smirk as she dropped her lips to her ear. She began to kiss and nibble on her ear, allowing her spit to slather all over her, "Go ahead. Cum..."

And to help in those regards, Amelia's middle finger began sliding in and out of Cassandra's cunt at a quickened pace. That slender and long digit stroked along her folds, before pushing in and delving into the tightness of her cunt. Feeling that digit stroke along her sensitive walls caused Cassandra's back to arch, and her lurid voice to be set free.

"Oh! Oh! Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit! OH SHIT! OH SHIT! OH SHIT! OH SHIIIIITTTT!!!"

Cassandra's legs suddenly shot up, her cunt quaking without control. Amelia couldn't see it, but she could feel it; an entire waterfall of pleasure running through every inch of her twin's body and flowing through her pussy. The demure bat squirted into her panties and jeans, moaning more and more as her climax finally started to subside.

It left her panting and moaning as she laid back on her sister, her mind failing to parse information. Pulling her hands free from her sister's pants, Amelia saw that her fingers were coated in her pussy juices. So warm, and hot, and sticky... and probably so damn _good_too. With a giggle, Amelia stuck finger after finger into her mouth, sucking off the juices that coated her hand and moaning from all the tastes.

"Ooooh... wh-what?" Cassandra said as she came down from her sexual high, watching her sister lick clean her fingers, "Isn't... isn't that nasty?"

"What? Hell no," Amelia answered with a grin, "It's so fucking good, Cass! Mmm... I loved it..."

"R-really? H-have you and Daddy ever done something like this?" Cassandra asked, before realization donned on her, "Wait... you can't do that to Daddy; he has a cock. So... h-has he ever done something like this to you?"

"Oh, Daddy does something even better," Amelia said as she thought back on it, "Daddy's fingered me 'till I've came all over his fingers multiple times, and then he just slurps it up! Sometimes, he fucks me 'till I cum all over his dick, and then I lick his cock clean of both my cum and his! But I think the best is when he gets down between my legs, presses his lips up to my pussy, and eats me out like there's no tomorrow."

"Whoa..."

Cassandra's eyes were as wide as lights, stunned to hear such a sordid acts exit her sister's lips. Did she and her Daddy really do all of this? She'd never seen her father perform oral on Amelia; always the opposite! Guess that was one of those times she missed.

Damn... just how often did they go at it?

"You know... I've never actually ate a girl before," Amelia said with a smirk, "Heh heh! Can I eat you out, Cass?"

"WHAT!? ME!?" she shouted back, her mind failing to even think up such a thing.

Amelia giggled at her sister's outburst, while Cassandra herself tried to dissect such information. Have her sister eat her out? Well... to be honest... she wanted to eat out Amelia. Oh, it was such a lewd and sordid thought to have, but it was there. And Amelia had read it like an open book.

"You wanna... eat me out too, Cass?" asked the redhead, which caused the shy bat to look back at her twin.

"Well... y-yeah..." she admitted, once again not attempting to hide this.

"Well... we can do a 69," Amelia replied.

"A... 69...?" Cassandra repeated, confused by such a thing, "Wh... what's that?"

"Jeeze! You're so daft!" the redhead said with a laugh, "Just take off your pants, okay? I'll handle the rest!"

"Okay... uhh..."

"W-wait!"

"Huh!? What's wrong!?"

"L-let me do it!" Amelia interjected, "Let me pull it down..." she pointed over towards her drawer, "Just put your hands over there, bend over, and let me pull down your pants, 'kay?"

"Umm... o-okay... uh..."

Gingerly and slowly, Cassandra got off of Amelia's bed and walked over to her drawer as she was told. Placing her hands upon its smooth surface, she then bent over, flaunting her lovely, juicy ass towards her twin. A shudder roared to Amelia, mesmerized by the lovely posterior her sister had.

She didn't want to say it, but damn! She was jealous!

Cassandra didn't see that face though; she was just wondering why her sister was looking at her so hard. It was rather embarrassing but... be it from the lewd situation or her own instincts, Cassandra gave a slight hop of her ass, causing it to shake. In doing so, she finally drove her sister to action, with Amelia getting off of her bed and walking over towards her.

Grabbing Cassandra by the waistband of her pants, Amelia reached around to unbutton it slowly. It fell slack on her hips and ass then, but the redhead wasn't done. Slowly she pulled down those jeans, revealing more of her bubbly ass with those red panties framing it so beautifully. The jeans eventually came to a stop right at Cassandra's ankles, with the demure teen stepping out of it soon after.

For a few moments that felt like an eternity, Amelia sat there, gazing upon her sister's ass. It was so beautiful and round, so fat and juicy, and all framed by such a sensual pair of red panties. Oh yeah, she was getting jealous again! Cassandra had both a fat pair of tits, but also a fat ass! If Cassandra had these assets, she'd be flaunting them all day! Her sister may not have been toned and athletic like she was, but her rubenesque figure was perfect regardless.

"A-Amy..." Cassandra whined, "You're staring too hard... i-it's embarrassing..."

"Oh, heh heh, sorry Cas," Amelia said as she gave a swift _SMACK!_to her ass.

"Ah!? A-Amy!?" the demure bat responded, causing her sister to giggle, "Huh...?"

To Cassandra's surprise, she felt lips press up against her ass. Amelia was kissing her, right where she had spanked her. At the same time, her twin reached up and grabbed her panties' waistband, where she slowly started to pull it down her legs. Amelia's eyes gazed along her sister's ass, specifically her pink slit which laid in such stark contrast to her brown fur. It was so wet, and it throbbed with a yearning, burning desire. Imagine tasting it from the source right here... she just couldn't wait!

"You... you look beautiful, Cass..." the redhead said with a smile that was half-lustful, half earnest.

"You really think that?" the bespectacled teen said with a demure, unsure smile on her lips.

"Of course I do... now then... come here and swing your pussy over my head. I'll lay on the bed."

"Uh-huh... s-sure..."

Doing as she was told, Cassandra walked over towards her sister who laid back on her bed. Amelia was smiling up towards her, awaiting the next act of sensual debauchery they would partake in. It took a bit out of her twin, but after a moment or two of moving around, Cassandra had positioned herself right above Amelia, her cunt above her face... and her twin's pussy staring back at her.

It was so pink, so bright, so wet, and laid along a sea of brown fur. Huh... their pussies were almost exactly alike.

The smell radiating from her sister's womanhood was so intoxicating, causing Cassandra to shiver. Slowly licking her lips, she moved her hand down and stroked her fingers along Amelia's labia. It was a unique sensation touching someone else like this, causing Cassandra to gasp in surprise. The sticky substance that came out of her twin's pussy had stained her fingers, and refused to go. She couldn't help herself... she needed to...

"Mmmffff..."

Delicious. A burst of flavor filled Cassandra, her green eyes growing wide. So this is what it tasted like. No wonder their father did this to her; Amelia tasted amazing! Locking her green eyes on Amelia's pussy, Cassandra began breathing hard upon it, tickling her sister which caused her to both giggle and moan.

"H-hey, Cass... s-slow down THEEERRREEEEE!? AAAHHHHNNNN!!!"

That took her off guard! Suddenly and without warning, Cassandra's lips latched upon her pussy without a moment's hesitation, tasting from her sister in earnest. It caused Amelia to throw her head back, as she wasn't expecting her twin to be so courageous out of nowhere! Cassandra's tongue was rapid and lurid, lacking refine and skill, but she didn't give a damn. She lashed that pink muscle along her twin's tasty cunt, moaning as those heavenly and lurid juices filled her mouth without end.

"Mmmmmffff! Mmmmmmmmm!!!"

"Casssssss! Haaaaaahhhh!" Amelia cried, her green eyes looking up to that pussy above her.

Right, right, she had her own to taste form, didn't she? Welp, hooking her arms around Cassandra's hips and ass, she pulled her face up and latched her mouth right on that cunt, eating and suckling upon it with as much lurid desire as her twin.

They both had no clue what the hell they were doing. Sure, Matthew has performed oral on Amelia before, but there's a difference having it performed on you, and knowing how to do it to someone else. It didn't matter though, for the Morris twins were over the moon with their taboo desires.

For Cassandra, the fact that she was doing this to another girl - that girl being her own sister - didn't matter. Amelia's cunt was so wonderful, that the normally shy bat just wanted to have more! As for the redhead in particular, her twin smelled and tasted just as amazing! She was used to the sweaty smell and taste of cock, not that of pussy. But comparing the two, the redhead realized she couldn't be without both.

Both her sister and her father... heh... Amelia was in paradise.

"Haaahhh! Haaaahhh! Aaaammmmyyyyy!" Cassandra suddenly cried out, "Haaahhh! Haaahhh! I'm gonna! Gonnnaaaaa!"

"Aaahhhnn! M-me too!" Amelia answered back, "W-wait! S-stop!"

"Huh? Wh-why?"

"Just... no! N-not yet! Just... th-there's a better way!"

"A better one? Wh-what is it?"

"I-it's called scissoring! We can do that together?"

"S-scissoring? H-how do we do that? Is it painful?"

"Well... I don't know... I've never done it before."

"Then how do you know how to do it?"

"What? Don't you watch porn, Cass?"

"Well... n-no... n-not really..."

"Heh heh... I figured... h-hey... just uh... f-follow my lead..."

"Okay... wha!? Oof!?"

Suddenly being moved aside, the bespectacled teen found herself looking up towards the ceiling of her sister's bedroom. Before she could move however, Amelia suddenly slammed her hands besides her head, pinning her to the bed. Cassandra gasped from the action, all while her sister gave such a saucy grin.

"Here's what you do, Cass," said Amelia, "I'm gonna grab your leg and lift it up an then... uhhh... I think I'm going to put my leg over your other leg, and my other leg under the other leg that I lifted up and then... uh... I move my body in until our pussies are touching... o-or something like that."

"You said it wouldn't hurt but... that sounds really uncomfortable..." Cassandra muttered.

"I bet it won't hurt! Actually, I promise it won't!" Amelia said with her eyes glowing, "I'm just gonna fuck you, Cass! I'm gonna fuck you 'till your glasses fly off!"

"My glasses?" the bat muttered as she framed her face with her hands.

"Yeah! Your glasses!" Amelia confirmed with a grin, "Heh heh! I bet it'll be fun!"

The redhead said it with such confidence, Cassandra couldn't help but to feel better. Her sister was always the more confident of the two, and always the one who pushed her to try new, exciting things. Maybe that's why she was the one who got their father's heart first. Even if Cassandra wanted to sleep with their father before all of this, she would never have gained the courage to do such a taboo thing.

Amelia on the other hand? Yeah, that wouldn't stop her.

Sitting up against her, the redhead grinned as her eyes gazed down upon her twin. This naked body in all of its splendor was laid out for her enjoyment; she would spend the next moments completely and utterly ravishing it until those glasses did indeed come flying off. It was time to give Cassandra sex so good, she wouldn't even remember having any previous boyfriends.

Then again, it's not like Cassandra's ever had any boyfriends, soooooo...

Moving in, Amelia pushed Cassandra's leg up, just like she said she would. Grabbing said leg so she could have something to hold onto, the redheaded bat then moved forward so that their pussies were nearly touching one another. She could feel the heat resonating from her twin's cunt, and it was already making her fur stand up on end. Her other leg crossed over Cassandra's other leg, she was just about ready to start in earnest.

And in this position, the demure bat began to realize why it was called scissoring. She didn't get much time to think about it however, for her sister suddenly moved in gently, their cunts pressing up against one another in a sudden, tender kiss.

"Aaaahhnn!"

"Haaahhnn!"

The sudden impact caused the two of them to reel back a bit, their sensitive pussies rubbing against one another in such a new interaction. Pleasure surged through them, their spit-covered cunts sticking together thanks to all that saliva and feminine juices oozing between them. The green eyes of the two eventually wheeled back to one another, gazing towards their mirrored reflections.

Their faces were practically the same; panting, mouths in 'o's, ears standing on end as their wings fluttered on their backs. Amelia was clutching upon Cassandra's leg while her twin gripped upon the bed sheets beneath her, and sweat adorned both of their bodies. The Morris sisters couldn't believe the situation they were in, but it was too late to go back now. Best to just keep pushing through.

"Okay... haaa... okay," muttered Amelia as she stiffened herself up a bit, "Mmmm... alright... I-I'll start off slow for you. One... two..."

Three...

With one more buck, Amelia caused their pussies to kiss again. But this time, she began to smear and drag her cunt against Cassandra's cunt in a slow stride. When she moved up as far as she could go, she went back to the bottom and did it all over again. Over and over and over again, the redhead dragged her pussy against her twin's pussy, giving a moan and groan with every stroke. Her body was twitching like wild; particularly out of her rapidly approaching climax, and also because of her desire to just start riding Cassandra home. But Amelia stove off such temptations, for she didn't want to hurt her sister on their first time doing such a thing.

Besides, she wanted to ride out on this pleasure for as long as it could go.

Good thing too, because Cassandra couldn't even explain what she was feeling right now. Bolts, fire, rivers, floods, whatever metaphor for pleasure, was currently running straight through her body at full speed. Every stroke of their cunts coaxed cute, high-pitched moans from her lips, which she struggled to keep control of. Her mind was awash with pleasure, growing blank as her pussy was steadily toyed with by the dominant movements of her twin.

"Hmmm! Oh! Fuuuuucckkk! Aaaaaahhhhhnn! Nnnnnghh! A-Aaaammmmyyy!" Cassandra cried as she looked up towards her twin, "Haaaaahhh! Haaaaahhhhn!!!"

"T-tell me when you want it harder, o-or slower, or whatever, Cass!" Amelia said back, "Ooooh! Fuck! You're so fucking hot right now!"

"H-Harder!"

"W-what was that?"

"HARDER!" Cassandra shouted out, "Fuck me harder, Amy! Do it now!"

"Heh heh! Haaaahhhn! Y-you got it, C-Cass! Rrrraaahhhhh!"

Cassandra wanted it harder, and dammit, Amelia was going to give it to her! With a renewed vigor, the redhead started to pound their pussies together so hard, she sent powerful waves through both of their bodies. Amelia and Cassandra's tits were bouncing from the furious impacts, the sounds of their bodies slapping one another lewdly bouncing off the walls in her bedroom. Regardless, Amelia did her best to gaze at the sight, to watch Cassandra's large tits bounce up and down with pound after pound, after pound. It looked like Amelia was going to do what she promised to do; to fuck those glasses right off of her twin's face.

"Haaaahhhhhn! Caaaaaaassss!!!" she cried out.

"Aaaaammmmyyyyy!" her twin cried back.

Overtaken with lust, both of their eyes began to roll to the backs of their skulls. This was like a dream come true for Amelia in particular. Some dirty, naughty, wet dream. To do something so lewd with her sister, it was like they were entering a new aspect of their lives. The slobbering kisses from their southern lips below created hot, sticky strands of feminine juices which broke out over her bed. Hell, Amelia was sure her entire bedroom would probably smell of their sexual tryst. But you know what? She didn't give a damn, not when she was so close. So very, very, close! Her pussy was quivering, her clit throbbing, her blood rushing, as if a thousand jolts of electricity was surging through her body. And all of it was focused on her cunt.

Her hot, juicy, cunt!

So this was what sex was like, huh? It was the one and only corporeal thought that flowed through Cassandra's head, actually. Like a little fish, one swimming around with a sea of... nothing. Yes, nothing, because she could barely even think with how heated, heavy, and lustful everything around them was. The sex, the juices, the odors, the feeling, the sight, the... everything.

The sight. Yesssss... the sight... why was her vision suddenly so blurry? Oh... Oh! Oooooh... holy shit, Amelia actually did it.

Somewhere along the way, Cassandra's glasses had been fucked right off of her head.

"AAAHHHHNNNN!?"

The sudden scream that flowed from the demure bat's lips suddenly brought her back to reality. There was this quivering in her pussy, a tension that forced her to bit into her bottom lip. This knot which had been placed in her belly was being pulled and unwind, that desperate orgasm approaching with the speeds of a tiger. Every impact from her sibling's cunt helped bring it out more and more, with Cassandra's eyes growing wide. Spit flowed from her mouth, her green eyes grew wide, and a flash of lightning surged through the window.

"HAAAAHHHHHN!?"

"AAHHHHHNNN!!!"

KRAAAAAAAAACK-KAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWW!!!

Throwing their heads back in unison, the Morris twins underwent one of the greatest orgasms of their lives. It sent them reeling, though their legs never parted from one another. Between the two of them, their sordid and lewd juices squirted out from their cunts, splattering out against one another and further oozing down to stained the bed they fucked upon. Their combined climaxes trickled down into exhausted moans and groans, as well as baited breaths and panting. The twins couldn't even keep themselves up anymore so...

Fwump...

"Haa..."

"Aah..."

They fell over, their green eyes looking up towards the ceiling together. Panting echoed through the bedroom, with neither twin capable of moving more than a few inches at most. The incestuous act complete, they could only lay there and reflect. Reflect on what just happened, and how things will change for them in the future.

After all... could they go back to being just sisters after... this?_Maybe... maybe _not.

"Haaaa... hhhmm... m... my pussy's numb," Amelia muttered, causing Cassandra to giggle.

"Ewww... I didn't need to hear that..."

"Heh heh! Since you ate it, you should be more familiar with my pussy than I am!"

"H-hey! D-don't say that!"

"Hah hah hahahhahaha!"

Amelia's laughter filled the air around them, causing Cassandra to grow a bit demure. And yet, that didn't last for _too_long. The black-haired bat eventually began to smile alongside her sibling, giggling and chuckling, and soon after, laughing just as loudly as Amelia was. She didn't know where this new path in life would take them but...

But...

"Haaa... I love you, Amy..."

"Haaahhnn... I love you too, Cass..."

Bweeaaaam!

The lights were back.

...

"Nomph... mmmff... nomph... mmmf..."

"Harmph... mmmfff... naarrlmphhh... mmmff..."

"Shit... I fucking swear, cheese pizza is the best."

"A-Amy... stop cursing!"

"What, it's not like Daddy'll hear me... mmmph!"

"Not hear what?"

In unison, the Morris twins tensed up, the deep voice ensnaring them like a net. Turning together, they faced the entrance to the kitchen, their eyes falling on their beloved father. The tall brown wolf looked back with an exhausted expression on his face, his body drenched from head to toe in rain. It dripped along his form, leaving a trail of water all on the floor that followed him from the front doors of their home. Honestly, the twins were shocked to see their father here at all; they didn't hear the door opening for one thing!

Gazing back at them with his tired eyes, Matthew himself got quite the view. Both Amelia and Cassandra were wearing their bathrobes... for whatever reason. It was 7 or so PM now; what, did they take showers earlier? If so, why? Maybe school had tired them out.

Regardless, the twins gave their father such beaming smiles as he appeared, though they were naturally reluctant to hug him because of all the water. It didn't matter though; just seeing them smile brought a smile to his tired, tired lips.

"Had a bothersome day at work, Daddy?" Cassandra asked asked, her head cocked to one side.

"Yeah Daddy, you sure do look tired," Amelia threw in with her naturally sassy grin.

"Haaa... maybe..." he responded as he walked up towards the two, bending over to place a kiss upon both of their foreheads, "But it's all better to return home to the best women in my life."

"Aaawww, Dadddyyyy!" said Cassandra back, blushing from such a statement.

"Hmm... I think I'll take a shower myself," he said as he walked off towards the exit, "Hmmm... haaa... I could really use it..."

"Uhh... w-wait Daddy," Amelia said as she looked at her father.

His brown eyes glanced at her from over his shoulder, an exhausted eyebrow raised. Those green eyes of hers were so bright and lovely, but her expression looked like a question was on the verge of her lips. She didn't say anything, instead glancing over towards Cassandra. Her twin looked back, her face one of equal curiosity as well as concern.

Amelia was in the middle of them both now. After all, she had fucked the both of them. Naturally, Matthew had no clue what his daughters had done at home while he was away, and Amelia wasn't sure if she should tell him about this or not. What did this all mean for their relationship?

What did this all mean for their family.

"Uh... heh heh... n-never mind, Pops," she said with a shake of her head, "Go ahead and take your shower."

"Okay dear," he said with a shake of his head whilst making his way off, "And don't stay up late, you two. It's not the weekend yet; you still have school tomorrow."

"Okay, Daddy," the twins said in unison.

He stopped at the sound, taking a quick glance at them from over his shoulder yet again. Seeing them there stare back at him really did warm the wolf's heart, who gave them a beaming smile on par with Cassandra's usual smiles. But he didn't say anything else, instead pushing on to go and take that shower. He truly did have a bothersome day driving through a storm, yelling at people, and then driving back through a (weaker) storm. Whether or not Amelia decided to join him tonight wasn't up for him to decide, but damn was he looking forward to his bed.

As his form faded from view and left the Morris twins alone, they pulled back in their chairs and looked at one another. Their faces were similar again; unsure, confused, and rather wary of their future going forward. They hadn't spoken much of what happened but... here they were.

Ironically, Cassandra spoke first.

"What now, Amy?"

Amelia didn't have an answer.