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This story was written for Silvergatomon as their Patreon commission reward for April. It contains M/F/M sex and masturbation between consenting adults, as well as incest. :3

Gadget's Gadgets - Part Four

When Gadget re-watched the footage she'd captured of Chip and Dale's session together, when she watched them piss over themselves and then watched their ears twitch as softly but unmistakably the sound of her own shrill, echoing scream of lust reached not only the two men but the sensitive microphone built into her spy-cam, she thought her life was over. Soon she would be fired from the rescue rangers, exposed as a pervert and a voyeur, and if she was lucky that would be it, with no charges filed against her for so willingly invading the privacy of her friends and colleagues to sate her own shameless sexual desires.

But, when a day passed, and Gadget was forced by the general goings on around the workshop to interact with Chip and Dale, neither one of them mentioned anything about it to her. They acted as though nothing had changed, though it was clear from the razor sharp tension hanging in the air that each and every one of them knew what was going on, but simply couldn't bring themselves to be the one to bring it up more overtly. And thus, Gadget found herself suddenly aware of an even more horrifying possible outcome than the one she had previously assumed to be the case. Not being confronted and rejected for her voyeuristic passion, but being caught, being found out, and... simply having nothing come of it, so that all of her fantasies, all of the fantasies which she knew not only she but Chip and Dale too shared for her, went forever unfulfilled despite all of them knowing about their existence.

For hours Gadget found herself tormented by that possibility, an empty pit opening up in the base of her stomach while at the same time she found herself getting increasingly wet within her purple coveralls. Her thighs trembled each time she so much as glanced at Chip or Dale, and eventually, no matter how terrified she was of the potential consequences of doing so, the thought of never having this situation resolved one way or the other proved to be absolutely too much for the mouse to handle.

"I... I can't..."

She whispered as she pulled herself out from under the motorcycle she had been attempting to repair for the best part of three hours, having made precisely zero progress with the pathetically simple task at hand in that time. Her voice was soft and hoarse, but the main body of the workshop was so uncharacteristically quiet in that moment that both Dale and Chip turned from their own work, equally incomplete and lacking in progress, to regard her with anxious curiosity. Gadget stared at them. They stared back at her. She shook her head, and their cheeks got redder. All their faces burning, all their eyes widening as they realised what was about to happen. As both chipmunks came to the sudden, awe-stricken realisation that Gadget was actually doing what they could not bring either of themselves to do in her presence, and actually acknowledge what they all knew to be the case.

Gadget didn't speak any further words though. She didn't tell Chip and Dale that she desired them. That she had been watching them masturbate and fool around together on her camera system, nor that she had masturbated frantically imagining herself with either or both of them on many, many occasions. She didn't actually confess to any of her lewd and wild actions, but instead simply rose shakily to her feet, eyes bulging and chest heaving with the stressful exertion of what she knew she was about to do, and began to unzip her coveralls right there and then in front of the two chipmunks.

As the two men watched her bare skin being revealed beneath that fabric as the zipper sank lower and lower upon her torso, they dared not look away. They dared not move, not even to cover their crotches as to Gadget's terrified elation both the chipmunk's cocks began to visibly stiffen. She pulled her arms free from the coveralls' confines and left the garment hanging from her waist, exposing her modest chest and flawless smooth skin to their gaze. She let slip a soft squeak of joy as Dale's hands began to move, to pull off his brightly coloured and open fronted shirt, and when she saw Chip's hat fall forgotten to the ground while the darker furred chipmunk started to pull off his bomber jacket, her quaking hands hurriedly returned to the fabric of her own clothes and started to push the remaining material of the coveralls down her legs.

Still not a word was spoken between the trio, all of them recognising and acknowledging that it was too impossibly hard to put into words what they knew and how that made them feel, but now Chip and Dale both realising what Gadget already had just moments before; that it was equally impossible not to do something, anything to rid themselves of this agonising uncertainty which they had spawned between them. They watched as Gadget stepped out of her coveralls, kicking them aside and leaving herself in nothing but her underwear, not panties but form-fitting shorts in this case. They stared as they saw the darkened fabric around the crotch, glancing desperately at one another for just a moment to confirm that they were seeing what they were seeing, that it wasn't a shadow or some other trick of the light, before turning hurriedly back to Gadget herself. Her undergarments were soaked, and even now as she stood there with only those damp shorts covering her body, the first drifting teases of her arousal's scent reached the chipmunks noses.

In a flurry of activity Dale and Chip alike shed their trousers until they too were standing in nothing but their own underwear, Chip wearing boxer shorts, Dale wearing a set of brightly coloured briefs with yellow pineapples upon a sky blue background. Both pairs of underwear were stretched by the erections standing rigid and twitching within them, and though less so than Gadget both the chipmunks' pairs of underwear bore a dark, wet spot of their own where the heads of their cocks were already beginning to dribble with pre-cum. For a few moments the three of them stood there, separated across the open centre of the workshop, just staring at each other as the room's air filled not only with the increasingly potent scent of sex but also the sounds of their mutually heavy, ragged breathing. Then there came a soft slap of one of Gadget's furless feet meeting to concrete floor, then another as she took a step forward. Chip moaned softly as he too moved towards the mouse, and with a whimper of delight Dale lurched forward himself, stealing Chip's hand into his own and advancing alongside his brother closer and closer to the woman who had been the object of their fantasies for so, so long.

Within moments they were face to face, standing so close that even before Chip and Dale's free hands reached out and took Gadget's paws in their own, they could feel their furred arms brushing against the smooth flesh of the mouse's body. They squeezed her hands. She squeezed back. They blushed, and they smiled, and they stared in awed wonder between their own near naked bodies and those of the other two they desired so very much. Finally, at long last, someone spoke. Not with a question though. Not with any measure of uncertainty whatsoever now that they were holding hands and staring at one another's needy nether regions through nothing more than a fragment or two of cloth.

"You know about us. About me, a-and... and Dale."

Chip whispered, entrusting Gadget with a secret which he believed she already knew, but still taking no less of a risk by admitting it aloud in front of another person for the first time in either of their lives, something they had sworn they would never, ever do.

"You know what I've done. Watching. Listening. Spying on you both."

Gadget whispered her own admission of knowledge, of awareness and in her own way, of guilt. It was Dale however who spoke up not with a confession, not with some deep and meaningful secret he was finally sharing with the people who most needed to hear it, but with a hopeful whimper.

"You're wet because of us. Just like we're hard, dripping, because of you, Gadget."

The mouse's hands tightened their grip on both the chipmunk's own, and as she gave a bashful, desperate little squeak, she nodded while staring wide eyed, frantic and pleading at the two men in front of her. Hoping, praying, wishing and begging that now that they knew the truth, now it had been spoken and shared in ways no words could possibly make clear, they would at last be freed from the paralysis of their own awareness and fear, and able to act as their hearts and their libidos so unabashedly wished them to.

A second later, they were kissing. Not just two of them, not passing Gadget back and forth between them or letting the mouse watch the two of them make out to give her an in person look at what she'd obviously caught them doing before now, but all three of them pressing their muzzles together in a three way make-out.

"Yes..."

Gadget gasped as two warm, teasing tongues slipped between her gasping lips while she fought them and welcomed them all at once with her own. She felt hands on her body. Pulling free from her own furless paws' grasp and instead reaching for elsewhere across her smooth, pink form. Touching her belly. Her breasts. Her face. Her thighs. She shrieked, wailing in relief and joy as she felt a hand ever so briefly cup her crotch, and a surge of wetness splashed through her shorts to warm and dampen Dale's touch. If the kissing alone hadn't been enough to set her inhibitions loose and render her as wild and crazed in her lust for these two men as her fantasies had always made abundantly clear, that caress to her pussy was the last straw. Her own hands reached down from where they had been rubbing at the two chipmunks' chests, feeling their hearts thundering through the lush, soft fur covering their gorgeous bodies. She grabbed at the front of their underwear and tugged, and didn't release the fabric until their erections were exposed and their cocks in her hand.

"Please, d-don't make me wait for it..."

The mouse whimpered as she smooched Chip and Dale feverishly, effectively just smushing her face into theirs, licking and nuzzling as much as she actually was kissing them. She grabbed their cocks. She squeezed them, rubbed them, masturbated them in tandem as more hands groped at her underwear in return. Four furred sets of digits fought to drag down her underwear even as they felt the incredible soft smoothness of her palms and fingers encircle and enchant them with rapid, urgent stroking. The trio stood with undergarments wrapped around their knees, leaning against each other as Chip pressed his thumb to the apex of Gadget's legs and began to grind at her clit, while Dale pressed a paw between her quaking thighs and drove two fingers inside of her, wailing in wonder at just how hot and just how wet she was.

"Don't hold back. Don't wait. Don't try to make it last. Please. I... I want to feel this, now. I want it now, a-and... and a million more times afterwards. Never hold back. Never wait. Never deny yourself... not now you know. Not now that you know how much I need you both. Just cum for me. On me. W-with me. Any time you can. Any way. Just do it, a-and then... then afterwards, do it again. And again. And... ohhh yes. Dale. Dale!"

Gadget's pleas proved more than sufficient alongside the eagerly caressing touch of her hand, and she shrieked in joy as she felt Dale's body shudder, as she felt him lean more firmly against her body for support, and as a strained, desperate giggle escaped the red nosed chipmunk. His cum streaked out over her hand. Over her smooth thigh, onto the mound of her pink pussy where his and his brother's hands were still so eagerly and unanimously working to grant her the very same pleasure. Dale gasped, shivered and moaned his way deliriously through his peak, and it was no surprise to either the cumming chipmunk, nor really to Gadget herself after everything that she had seen of the pair when upon seeing and hearing his brother cum, Chip humped at Gadget's squeezing paw and wailed happily as he joined his sibling in their first peak truly at the hands of Gadget herself.

"Aahhh, Gadget. For you... we're... aahh, I'm cumming, for you..."

Chip whimpered as he continued to buck his hips, shuffling forward until Gadget couldn't angle her hand right to hold him any longer and all of a sudden he was just wrapped around the mouse, humping his twitching, dribbling cock against her thigh directly for the latter third or so of his orgasm's duration. No sooner were both he and Dale spent though, they proved that even at the height of their first overwhelmingly intense bout with the mouse, they had been listening to her words. They were more than ready, more than eager to show her their devotion in turn. To hold nothing back from her. And of course, they were ready to prove to Gadget that not only would they not stop in sharing their passion for her, but that they couldn't have stopped, and would not stop for anything now that they finally had the chance to show Gadget how they felt.

Dropping to their knees in unison, the two chipmunks grinned up at Gadget in red faced, panting gratitude, before each of them wrapped a hand around her bare buttocks, pulled her in close to them as she steadied herself with a hand on each of their heads, and shamelessly pressed their faces between her quivering, cum-stained thighs.

"Oh god."

Gadget gasped as she felt two tongues fighting to lash her clit, to lick her skin, to taste her sweat, her arousal, and indeed to lick up their own and their brother's cum from where it had fallen upon her.

"Oh god."

She felt fingers all over her nether regions. Two hands squeezing and caressing her ass, another fingering her pussy amidst the sweeping of tongues and slurping of lips, and another still rubbing a single digit at the pucker of her asshole. Her legs spread wider and wider as Chip and Dale tried simultaneously to eat her out, the mouse doing everything she could to let it happen, but before long it was solely Chip whose muzzle was locked around her clit while Dale giggled, moaned, and kissed his way around the side of Gadget's thigh until his red nose pressed its way between her rounded buttocks. The mouse squeaked and her legs almost gave out beneath her entirely when she felt the chipmunk's tongue attack her pucker with the same eagerness as Chip was currently lapping at her clit. Indeed she might have collapsed atop the two men completely were it not for their hands on her legs supporting her as they went to town in their efforts to grant her the same release she had so hurriedly and eagerly given them.

"Dale, Chip, I... a-aahhh... I'm..."

Her toes curled. Her tail twitched. It was happening. It was really, really happening. So many nights she had watched her recordings of Chip, Dale or more recently the two of them together while imagining what they might do with her. To her. Now, at last, she knew the answer. Gadget knew what they would do to her, one of hopefully many, many things to come, because they were doing it. And though it seemed impossible given just how much she had been hoping and praying for this moment to come, it was everything that Gadget could ever have hoped for and so, so much more.

"I'm cumming..."

She whispered feverishly as her pussy began to convulse, as Chip's lips applied suction to her clit while his tongue lashed its very tip, and as Dale's own tongue wriggled intoxicatingly inside her ass.

"Oh god. Oh god, I... c-cumming!"

Her eyes bulged. Her thighs grew firm as stones. Her back arched as a gush of hot liquids poured forth from her pussy and began to drool immediately down Chip's chin, onto his fluffy chest as she began to squirt.

"Yes! Yes! O-oohhh boys. Chip, Dale, I... _aahhhhhhhhgod yessssssssss! _"

Ecstasy consumed her as the fantasy did not fade, as her mind reeled but the reality of her situation persisted undeniably in a manner that it never had before. This was happening. This was really, truly happening for her... for all of them, and it was that thought, that undeniable knowledge striking at the core of Gadget's heart and mind alike, which accompanied Gadget through her first all consuming high in the two chipmunk's presence. An orgasm which ranked among the best of her life, but which she now knew and believed with all her heart would be just the first of many, many more before she would ever dare to let either of the chipmunks out of her sight, or out of her arms.

*******

In the brief time that it took for the two chipmunks to recover from their first round of orgasms at Gadget's behest, she led them to her bedroom. She laid them down upon her bed, and watched them, two fingers buried inside herself and ears twitching with every moan and gasp they shared together as they kissed. A minute or so later she and Chip were the ones kissing while Dale groped and squeezed at his already renewed erection, giggling and murmuring happily as he watched Chip's own shaft rising back to full mast as Gadget straddled and kissed him. Then it was Dale's own turn with the mouse, and as they smooched and nuzzled and rolled around playfully, giddily in one another's arms while Chip lay back and watched with a bashful grin and his own cock in hand, Gadget whispered something to Chip which made his eyes bulge and led the chipmunk to giggle and gasp ever more gleefully in anticipation of what was soon to follow. He nodded, Gadget winked, and as they separated soon after she scooted her way to the edge of the bed while Dale intercepted Chip, and murmured teasingly to his brother.

"She wants to see you suck my cock. And, I want to feel you sucking my cock, Chip. So... will you?"

The darker furred chipmunk raised an eyebrow at his sibling, and gestured hurriedly for Dale to kneel upright so Chip could rest on all fours and do so with ease.

"Always, Dale. You know that all you ever have to do is ask, and I'll always want to."

Moments later Dale was gasping, whimpering as his brother did precisely as he'd been asked, starting to grant the other chipmunk a spectacularly skilful blowjob for Gadget to enjoy watching. As Chip tried to shuffle his and his brother's bodies around slightly though so that he could better show off his work to the mouse, Dale grasped his head and whimpered demandingly, pleadingly for him not to waste time and suck harder. Chip murmured in teasing frustration, but as he trembled in excitement of his own at the idea of his brother being so worked up and desperate thanks to Gadget's presence, he sincerely couldn't bring himself to deny or delay Dale's pleasure for even a second or two.

From behind Chip, Gadget moaned as she slid off the bed, pulled open her bedside drawer and wrapped the harness around her waist. Soon the toy followed; the toy she had been working on for precisely this occasion, a toy which from its inception had been destined to rest within her pussy and either Chip or Dale's ass... hopefully both before too long, and to bring them both delicious extremes of pleasure. It slid into her with such ease, perfectly sized for her pussy, and she scrambled back up onto the bed even as she locked it in place within the harness. With a bottle of lube in one hand she squirted a small amount of the substance onto the protruding end of the double-sided toy. She watched Chip's tuft of a tail wiggling happily back and forth as Dale started to more vigorously hump his maw, the red nosed chipmunk's eyes wide with glee at the sight of Gadget and her strap-on, but held a finger to her lips as she approached Chip from behind, scooting closer and closer while the eager male reached between his legs and started to jerk himself off as he sucked his brother's cock.

Only when she was poised and ready to strike did Gadget grin and nod eagerly to Dale, and only then, with a fresh fit of the giggles amidst his moans while he continued to hump at his brother's maw, did the other chipmunk speak up.

"H-hey, Chip... remember how you said... ahh, how you said that you wanted Gadget to... ooh, yeah... to fuck you?"

Chip looked up at his brother, wide eyed, red faced, bashful and excited all at once as he feared what Gadget would think about that particular fantasy of his while simultaneously unable to help his rather potent reaction to just thinking about it. He moaned breathlessly around Dale's cock, nodded as best he could, and had just started to quicken the pace of his hand on his own erection when he felt a warm, smooth body lunge forward and wrap itself around him from behind and above. Chip wailed happily around Dale's shaft as he realised that he was being played, but offered no resistance when he felt something firm, sleek and slippery press between the cheeks of his own fluffy, tight little ass. He stared giddily, joyously up at his brother while Dale just grinned and humped ever more eagerly at Chip's face, before pulling back and out of Chip's muzzle just long enough to let the other chipmunk's cries ring out loudly around the bedroom when finally Gadget drove her custom-made dildo into Chip's ass.

Wrapping one arm around Chip's belly and reaching down to grope him, pushing his own hand aside and wrapping her own fingers around his twitching, already dribbling cock, Gadget pumped her hips forward, working the toy steadily deeper into Chip. Her other hand fell to her own waist, and to the small box affixed to one side of the harness she was wearing. A box simply adorned with a couple of buttons and a single dial. Gadget pressed one of the buttons, and as she twisted the dial immediately afterwards, Chip howled just as he was pressing his muzzle forward to take his brother's cock into his mouth once again. She cried out too, in delight at Chip's pleasure, but in her own euphoria too as she turned the dial around and around, and with every twist the already powerful vibrations she had set up in this truly super-powered sex toy grew more volatile and earth-shatteringly blissful.

"Oh, Gadget. Do it. Please. Fuck him hard."

Dale whined as he grabbed at his brother's cheeks and started to face-fuck Chip as though in a demonstration of the force he knew his sibling desired. The mouse needed no encouragement though, and with the buzzing vibrator buried deep in her pussy and designed to rest perfectly against her g-spot now driving her forcibly towards an orgasmic high of her very own, she began to buck and hump against Chip's quivering, squeezing ass with all the speed and strength which her body could maintain.

"Ahhh! Aaahhhhhhhhgnhhhhhdmnnnhhh!"

Wailing mindlessly around Dale's cock, Chip's hands clutched at handfuls of Gadget's bedding as the woman he had desired for so long gave him the fucking of a lifetime. It was the kind of sex, fuelled by passion and pleasure of course but also by a deeper, more all consuming intensity that blew the chipmunk's mind, which Chip had only ever experienced from one source before today. From Dale's cock in his ass. From Dale's hand on his cock. From his brother... and now, from the one woman in all the world he and his brother both felt as though they could not only crave, but love every bit as much as they did each other.

Chip's body shuddered, his muzzle worked feverishly to suck and lick at Dale's cock in the vain hope that he could somehow show his brother as much pleasure as he was now receiving. His ass was ablaze as the vibrating dildo buried inside it pressed repeatedly against his prostate, sending volatile shocks of sensation lurching through his body up to and including the cock now being stroked in tandem with those rapid thrusts by Gadget's own hand. His ears rang with Dale's moans and Gadget's gasps, her grunts, her strangled shrieks of ever building euphoria. He smelled his brother's musk as his nose buried itself in Dale's crotch-fluff each time he took the other chipmunk's cock wholly into his maw, and he felt wetness that was more than just the lube from the dildo upon Gadget's thighs as they repeatedly met with his rump, the rhythmic slap-slap-slapping of her arousal stricken body meeting his own echoing around the bedroom.

Unsurprisingly, Chip didn't last long with all that rapturous bliss cascading through him. He was so lost in pleasure, so mindless in his euphoria at the sensations crashing through him and the myriad sounds of not one but two lovers crying out in their own bliss all around him, that he couldn't have held back even if he'd wanted to. His cock began to flex and quiver more and more urgently within Gadget's grasp, and though he had already cum once barely half an hour beforehand pre-cum dribbled liberally down the mouse's fingertips once again. He tried so hard to keep focused on sucking Dale's cock, but before long the other chipmunk was just wildly thrusting into Chip's half open, panting maw, finally giving up and letting go of Chip's head, pulling back and wrapping a paw of his own around his shaft to jerk himself off the remainder of the way.

"I..."

Chip grunted helplessly, his voice trailing off as whatever he had been about to say was immediately forgotten amidst the next wave of intense pleasure to crash through him.

"I... Dale. Gadget..."

He whimpered his brother's name. The name of the woman fucking his ass so hard, so deep. The names of the people he loved, and the people crying out, whimpering and moaning and gasping alongside him in ecstasy of their own. Chip tried to speak again, but the next time he opened his muzzle the only sound that came out was a strangled, mindless wail. He cried out louder and louder as his brother jerked off before his blurred eyes and Gadget's dildo hammered his prostate over and over again, until with a final squealing shriek of pure delight, Chip felt himself painting the sheets of Gadget's bed with streaks of cum even more abundant than the first bout had had unleashed in her presence.

"Yes! Yes, Chip! Cum! Cum with me! Aahhhhgodyesssss!"

No sooner had the chipmunk's cock started to twitch and leap within Gadget's grasp, Chip heard the mouse scream, he felt her body collapse even more tight against his own, and felt her shuddering, thrashing, obviously cumming herself as she squeezed and milked his own quivering erection. He felt trickles of her ejaculate streaming down her thighs and onto the outsides of his own legs, and as the intense vibration of the toy continued to milk his prostate, he could only imagine and delight at how incredible it must have felt for her.

"Aaaa-aahhhh, Chip! Gadget! I... aaaaaahhh!"

Before Chip could revel in the sounds and sensations of Gadget's orgasm though, yet another layer of lustful passion was added to his experience when all of a sudden more cum began to paint his face. Dale's hand was a blur on his own cock as he jerked off into his brother's panting, whimpering, scarlet-glowing features while glancing eagerly between himself and Gadget's own glazed, blissed-out expression. He didn't even care that he wasn't actually in contact as the two of them so intimately were in that moment, because getting to watch his brother and Gadget writhing and thrashing and screaming in such ecstasy was everything he had ever wanted to see. It was an image he had longed to experience as more than just a fantasy, and now that it was real Dale couldn't imagine ever picturing anything else to accompany his own masturbatory fondlings ever again.

Soon, the trio collapsed to the bed once more.

Blushing, panting, whimpering, the two chipmunks cuddled up either side of Gadget, and as their cocks dribbled and slowly softened against her slick, glistening thighs, she kissed them deeply, albeit wearily, back and forth in turn. All the while though, even as Dale and Chip felt themselves slipping into a near sleep-like state of comfort and joy in the arms of the mouse, Gadget herself continued to squirm and to whimper. The source of her continued activity was of course obvious, protruding from between her legs, glistening with residual lubricant and still with one end of itself vibrating intensely within her. She could have turned it off, could have cast it aside, but she didn't. Gadget kept the dildo within herself as it continued to drive her pussy wild with pleasure, and as her pacified lovers noticed this, as they recognised that much as they might have been temporarily out of juice she was still very much riding the high of her own arousal, they glanced over her squirming, shuddering body, and winked at one another.

"Don't stop."

Dale moaned eagerly, leaning over and planting a gentle kiss upon one of Gadget's smooth, bare breasts.

"Let us watch."

Chip added as he reached down and wrapped a hand around the protruding, slightly curved length of the dildo which until recently had been inside him, pumping it within his grasp as though Gadget could actually feel it.

"We've waited so long for this, Gadget. So please... please, keep going. Cum for us, again."

The chipmunk continued, urging Gadget on as though what they were asking was a demand that she might have resented, a situation she would have to push herself to make happen, rather than something that she was seemingly desperate to continue as a matter of course.

"And again..."

Dale coaxed, giggling as Gadget whimpered in bashful relief, in gratitude, and of course in ecstasy. The two chipmunks smiled at each other once more, then turned their eyes and their full attentions back to Gadget, and cuddled up against her, stroking, kissing, touching her all over as they whispered in unison into her flushed, quivering pink ears.

"And again, and again... and again..."

By Jeeves

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