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With summer vacation beginning, one would think life would be less hectic for Isabelle Price's harem. College lessons were over, forever for several of them who were going to pursue their adult streams and content full-time. But that was before Izzy, Allison and Eve all went into labor within days of each other. Now the three of them needed rest and they had a nursery full of half-fennec babies who needed near constant tending to.

Tonight, the girls were all still in the hospital, Ray was staying with them, leaving Ellie and Charlie to hold down the fort. Izzy wanted them to keep the nightly streams going, even if they had to run them shorter. It was their first night without any of the others to join them and they quickly realized why the two of them had never been paired together without a third. They were the two most timid, submissive members of the group, neither were made to take the lead.

Charlie was just used to waiting around for some kind of order, that was all he ever wanted after all. To be subservient, to be a pet. Ellie meanwhile was easily flustered and embarrassed, sure she was capable of the willpower to overcome that, but when the camera was on, she always had a partner or a set of instructions to fall back on. Not tonight though, tonight they were on their own.

They started off simply enough, Ellie took the lead on announcing that the babies were on their way, stammering the words out nervously to the camera while stroking her own pregnant belly. In a few months it would be her time...

After that and a little back and forth discussion with the chat, there was a lull, an awkward silence. While Ellie had been hypnotized not to let her embarrassment and shyness stop her from performing, that didn't mean they wouldn't stop her from drawing a blank on what to do next.

Charlie wanted to say something, the right move in his mind would be to ask chat what they wanted to see, perform requests. That's what both of them excelled at, following orders. The golden retriever realized he should have discussed this with her beforehand, but he was so used to being passive it hadn't crossed his mind. Now it was too late, because unfortunately, as much as he wanted to speak up now. He couldn't. He didn't speak on camera, sometimes he might bark at his mistress' request, but he never spoke words, he behaved like the perfect pet for the camera. He was hardly going to break character now. He would need to think of something else.

He looked Ellie over, the equine was wearing a cream colored turtle-neck sweater that hugged her tits and belly quite snugly. Her lower body was clad in a pair of pink yoga pants, her horse cock prominently bulging down one leg. She really made being the most dressed of them all eye-catching. It even made her stood out when everyone else was either naked, in lingerie or in bondage wear, like Charlie, who was clad in a leather harness that criss-crossed over his body and a pair of leather mittens that prevented the use of his hands, simulating a feral dogs paws.

He knew one way to get the audience going... and Ellie too for that mattered. He padded over on all fours. As soon as he was close to Ellie, he reared back on his hind legs, grabbed the waistband of her pants in his teeth and tugged downwards. The pliable pants came straight off, revealing that she had gone commando underneath them.

This got the immediate desired response as the flustered equine tried, entirely in vain, to cover her massive endowment with her hands.

He wasn't done though, distracted as she was with her sudden exposure, Charlie moved behind her, shoving his snout between her legs, finding its way to her slit. His broad canine tongue pressed against her pussy, licking it in broad strokes.

Ellie doubled over, moaning deeply. "Oohh... you naughty doggy..." She gasped.

He didn't stop though, his tongue slid between her folds, working to pleasure the equine. He knew every spot to hit, he could only imagine the faces Ellie must be making for the camera. She was the least experienced member of the group and serving others was, well, kind of his thing. His skill with his tongue was something he took pride in improving and now he was showing her just how good he was. He had her on the brink of orgasm within moments, but then he refused to push her over the edge, instead keeping her there. Letting her tremble and squirm for the camera while listening to her whimpers and moans.

"B... bad dog. I-I'm going to- mff... going to have to punish you." She stammered out.

That was his cue, there was no way the subby equine thought to say that herself, chat must want her to punish him and she was paying attention.

He pushed her over the edge, listening to her moans turn to screams of pleasure. He wasn't done though, he didn't slow down, in fact the intensity of his tongue increased. Hitting her g-spot, teasing her clit, just when she might get used to one technique he would change it up. He never let her come down from the first orgasm, instead it chained directly into her second and soon her third. He decided after that to stop, lest the equine lose control of her legs, fall and crush him.

It took Ellie a minute to compose herself, breathing heavily. As she looked around, eventually spotting Charlie as he padded around to the front of her, he wasn't entirely sure if she knew where she was or what she was doing anymore after that mind-shattering orgasm, but her memory started to return as she did her best to make a stern face. It probably looked more convincing on camera than it did in person...

"Bad dog, look at that mess you made." She pointed down, where Charlie noticed a rather sizable puddle of cum on the floor. Her cock was still twitching and throbbing, the occasional drop of sperm contributing to the puddle. "Clean that up!" She ordered, at least he assumed it was meant as an order and not as a light suggestion like it sounded.

Charlie of course did as told, lowering his head down to the puddle and lapping up the viscous, slightly bitter and salty fluid. He feigned whimpering noises, like a sorrowful pup.

Ellie moved behind the camera, angling it down to make sure the audience could have a good view of his humiliating task, watching him lap cum from the wood floor of the former home office with nothing but his tongue.

The night went smoother from there, the pair wrapping up the stream with Charlie showing the audience his flexibility, sucking his own dick while Ellie pounded him from above with that thick cock of hers, driving his cock deeper into his own muzzle with every thrust.

The following nights were easier, the pair actually planning their activities before the stream and soon enough, the others were home and Ray could step in where needed.

Of course, then things only got even more hectic. Izzy, Allison and Eve had to take time to recover, in addition to how busy they were with a bundle of newborns in the house. When he wasn't entertaining the audience, Charlie found himself running constant errands. The chores around the house only increased, more things that ever needed to be washed.

He found himself missing the time he used to have for intimacy with his mistress, but he would make up for it, the new mother could always use a paw rest while she was breastfeeding, even better to have one that knew how to give a paw massage.

Seeing how busy the children had them at all hours of the night, Charlie started taking it upon himself to wake up earlier than the others, helping save them time in the morning by making sure breakfast and coffee was ready for everyone when they got up. His effort's didn't feel like much to him, but he was determined to do whatever he could, anything to serve.

Weeks passed, the smell of the girls collective heats permeated the house. Charlie had just finished putting on his gear, making his way into the stream room on all fours. There, Izzy was waiting for him, resting on her knees on the bed. She was wearing a shiny black latex under-bust corset, alongside a matching pair of latex elbow-length gloves and thigh-high stockings. Contrary to the normal purpose of clothing, nothing covered her heavy tits, ass or genitals, they were all on display, including her vulpine cock. She was rock hard, but who wasn't with the girls in mating season?

Charlie was surprised to see her though, he thought he was scheduled to go on air with Ray tonight.

"Up." She commanded, holding up the leather leash she held in both hands.

Charlie crawled up onto the bed eagerly, happy to once again be following the commands of his mistress.

She clipped the leash onto his collar, pulling it taut. "On your back." She ordered, guiding him so that he laid down with his head at the foot of the bed.

Izzy stood up, placing a paw down on Charlie's chest, still holding the leash taut. "Speak." She ordered.

Charlie barked like a common, four legged dog.

"Good boy." She said, smiling. "Ready for your treat?"

He barked again, nodding.

Izzy giggled, swinging her foot the rest of the way over him, straddling him and standing over his waist so that his erect phallus was pointed straight at the source of his arousal, her quivering, wet and most certainly fertile, pussy.

She lowered herself down onto her knees, the golden retrievers cocktip brushing against her wet sex as she held this position. She grinned wide. "Does my heat have you worked up already, pup?"

Charlie whined and nodded again.

"I bet you would love nothing more than to sink your big, hard doggy cock in my pussy, wouldn't you? Knowing just how fertile your mistress is right now is driving you insane, isn't it?" She teased.

Charlie whimpered, nodding yet again, his cock throbbing and leaking drops of pre down its length as she riled him up.

She pulled the leash hard, forcing Charlie to lean up, meeting her muzzle as she leaned forward.

"Don't think everyone hasn't noticed your hard work lately." She whispered so that the stream's audience couldn't hear. "This was their idea."

She loosened the grip on the leash, letting Charlie fall backwards while she sank down, her unprotected fertile pussy enveloping Charlie's bare, leaking cock.

Up until now, the golden retriever didn't dare get his hopes up, her teasing could have just been all that, teasing. He had expected another contest, perhaps with audience participation this time. After all, last time, he and Ray were made to eat out Allison and Eve and try to make their partner cum first. Ray had won with a sneaky tactic, getting to breed Izzy.

There was a warm, fuzzy feeling in his chest he experienced, knowing that it had been the others who convinced Izzy to let him breed her. That also means that Ray and Ellie would have to give up their opportunities to breed Izzy to give him this. Hypnotically devoted to her as they were, that was the highest honor they could receive.

That warm feeling of praise and gratitude would have to wait though, as Izzy sank down until her pussy lips were kissing his knot. Charlie groaned out in pleasure as her tight walls squeezed along his length.

Izzy moaned softly as she lifted herself back up slowly, until only the tip of his tapered canine cock was inside of her, before sliding back down, releasing a yelp of pleasure as she reached his knot again.

She tightened up on the leash. "Does it feel good, pup?" She asked. "Does it feel good having your bare cock in my fertile pussy?" Her voice was a little shaky with arousal.

Charlie whimpered and nodded. It felt absolutely divine, no sensation could compare, especially knowing how much his mistress was getting off to this.

"That's good, I'm glad you are enjoying this... no cumming until I say, got it? I want a nice big load to get me pregnant." She said, almost shouting those final words as she began rhythmically bouncing on the canine's cock.

The golden retriever nodded again.

"Good boy." The fennec praised. "Now, Charlie, speak."

Charlie barked as soon as the order left her muzzle. If he hadn't been laying down, his tail would be wagging as well.

"Good boy." Izzy reached out, scratching him under the chin. "Charlie, beg." She ordered.

He held his leather-clad hands out in front of his face and whimpered, staring at his mistress with puppy-dog eyes.

Izzy smiled. "Charlie, breed."

That was a new order, but he didn't have to think of how to interpret that. Charlie's hands moved entirely of their own accord. A hypnotic suggestion? One he has no memory of her implanting in his head? He placed his hands on his mistress' hips, getting as good a grip as he could with his mittens.

Then, with all the force he could muster, he bucked his hips, thrusting upwards into the fennec, slamming his knot into her fertile pussy, tying them together as he began hard and rapid thrusts. Izzy's moans became a mess of incoherent noises, constantly interrupted each time his hips slammed into hers.

She leaned backwards, but held onto his leash tight, using it to keep from falling over as her canine slave completely rocked her world.

The noises Charlie made could easily be mistaken for growls. But they were in fact groans from the submissive pup, as Izzy was brought to a swift orgasm, her pussy squeezing a milking Charlie's cock with a vice grip. Her vulpine cock twitched and began painting the canine's chest and face with her musky seed. His own body was screaming for release, he started to tremble, he needed to cum. But he couldn't without his Mistress' permission.

But that permission didn't come, instead Izzy cried "More!" As her slave kept pistoning into her fertile pussy.

Charlie's eyes were locked on her body, watching her tits leak little bits of milk as they bounced with every thrust, jiggling and knocking into each other. He felt the layer of fat on her thighs through his mittens, baby fat she still retained, he couldn't help but wonder if his litter would make her even plumper.

His cock twitched and spasmed, desperate to cum. His hips burned from the exertion of thrusting up into her, most men would not be able to hold out this long at this pace. In fact, he was pretty sure no man could, not without being hypnotically bound to do so like he was, Charlie had no choice but to keep this up. He had no choice but to keep slamming into the fennec, no matter how uncomfortable it became for him, he would keep going until she told him to stop, or his body physically could not continue. For some thing might be agony, they might think Izzy a cruel mistress to push him like this, but for Charlie this was heaven, this was what he wanted out of his life.

Perhaps if pushed even further, his tune might change. Thankfully, his mistress would never let it go that far, as her pussy clamped down on his cock and she began shooting jizz all over him again, a second orgasm coursing through her, she screamed out. "Do it! Cum inside your mistress! Give me your puppies!" Her voice was so loud that Charlie would be worried the whole neighborhood could hear her, if not for the fact this room was soundproofed.

He obliged her request gladly, thrusting up into her, holding himself inside tightly, his balls tightened against his body and he emptied his load into her. She had gotten him so pent up that not a drop was held back, every ounce of virile baby-making cream was deposited directly into her womb and his knot made sure that it all stayed where it belonged. As soon as his balls were drained, he collapsed, his body going limp as a content smile spread across his muzzle.

****

Izzy placed a hand on her flat belly, feeling it swell slightly from the cum filling it, feeling the hard outline of the cock penetrating her. It had been ten months since she got to experience what it was like to orgasm from a real breeding, how much it enhanced the experience of her orgasm. Too long in her opinion, but biology was a fickle bitch like that. But soon enough she would instead get to experience pregnancy again, with all of its joys and all of its aches, but even the aches she found herself missing.

She looked down at Charlie, the poor pup had put everything into that orgasm and was struggling to stay awake. She reached down, scratching him under the chin appreciatively, before glancing up at the monitor displaying stream chat. No surprise it was going wild, people were rabid at seeing the mistress get bred. Not that it mattered, today's show wasn't for them, it was for her. It was only getting started too, tomorrow there was more to come...

The next day, Izzy spent the first half of the days stream watching over the kids with Ellie. Last time she had made Ray and Charlie compete in a contest to see who could breed her. This time, Allison and Eve competed to see who would be bred first. Giving each of the boys blowjobs, seeing who could make the other cum first.

Izzy couldn't watch the stream in here with the young ones, but soon enough she knew the victor as Ray, cleaned up and ready to take over for her, walked in and announced the winners name.

Izzy walked out into the living room. She could hear Charlie in the kitchen, preparing what presumably would be dinner. She took off her normal clothes, a pair of gray sweats and a blue university hoodie, revealing her latex corset and stockings beneath them. She slid on her gloves and walked into the stream room, where Allison waited on her knees, naked save for her collar, wearing a load of cum on her tits with pride. Eve was on her feet, performing a sensual dance for the camera, equally as nude as the fox, pausing as she noticed her mistress come in.

"I didn't say stop." Izzy announced, prompting the snow leopard to continue.

Izzy stepped in front of the vixen, her cock poking from it's sheath. "Congratulations on your victory." The fennec said.

"Thank you, Mistress." Allison said in return, a gleam of pride in her eyes and a great deal of excitement plastered on her face.

"You're very welcome. Are you ready to receive your prize?"

Allison nodded. "Yes, mistress."

"Well, I'm not ready to give it just yet." She gestured to her sheath. "Be a good girl and use that prize-winning muzzle of yours to fix that." Izzy said with a wide grin, watching her slave have to stoop lower to line her snout up with the fennec's cock.

"Yes mistress..." She repeated, letting Izzy feel her warm breath on the tip of her cock. Then she enveloped Izzy's sheath in her muzzle, using her tongue to tease the tip.

Izzy groaned, her cock slowly sliding from its sheath, deeper into her vixen's mouth. The dominant herm's eyes traveled over to Eve, watching her ass shake and sway with her movements. A show like that was sure to speed things along.

Allison gagged softly as Izzy's cock was now bumping into the back of her throat as the fennec grew harder. The fox was taking it slow though, her masterful tongue could have Izzy hard in a heatbeat, but she was teasing it, edging it. Having some showmanship and a surprising amount of patience given what the main event had in store for her.

Izzy crooked a finger, catching Eve's glance and beckoning the feline over until she crouched low, allowing the fennec to whisper into her ear.

"With pleasure, mistress." She said, grinning, before slinking away towards the closet, disappearing from the camera's field of view.

Then Izzy pulled her cock free from the vixen's throat, now at full length, her knot just barely beginning to swell at the base. "Now, I am ready." She announced, stepping past the Vixen to sit down on the foot of the bed. "Up." She ordered.

Allison complied immediately, climbing up onto the bed and straddling fennec's lap, facing her. Slowly, she began lowering herself down, Izzy lined her cock tip up with the foxes folds, moaning softly as it rubbed against her slick entrance.

"I'm going to fuck you until you're plump and pregnant." Izzy announced, loud enough for their microphone to pick her up quite clearly.

Allison squirmed, that breeding themed tease sending a jolt of unexpected pleasure through her body. Cum on her fur wasn't the only trigger Izzy had implanted in her during a hypno session...

"I can't wait to see this belly full of my kits again..." Izzy continued, gently running her hand over the vixen's flat belly.

That was too much for Allison, she let out a high pitched squeal, cumming without hardly any physical stimulation at all. In that moment, Izzy grabbed the foxes hips and pulled her down, impaling her on the fennec's bare shaft.

This made the vixen cum a second time. before her first had even subsided. Another trigger, her mistress cock entering her raw while she was in heat. Izzy knew Allison was no stranger to multiple orgasms in mind-breaking quantities, but Izzy had never told the fox about these triggers, she wondered how she was handling it when she had no idea they were coming?

"Feels so much better knowing you're about to bred, doesn't it?" Izzy teased.

The vixen nodded, gently bouncing in Izzy's lap, eager for even more.

Izzy smiled contently, reaching up to grope the vixen's cum-coated tits from the sides, observing how milk trickled out when she squeezed them. Then, without warning, Izzy dived forward, burying her face between those plush knockers, getting still-warm cum on her face. Her tongue darted out, licking up some of the salty liquid. "Mmm... so you were paired with Ray for that little contest." She mused under her breath.

She could feel her knot swelling up inside the fox, the confines of her pussy getting tighter and tighter.

It was at that point that Izzy noticed Eve returning.

Izzy removed her face from her slaves breasts, cum clinging to her fur. "Get behind her, she has another hole that needs attention.

Allison looked back over her shoulder, as her and the audience got to see what the fennec had asked of the feline earlier.

Eve now wore, attached by a black leather harness, a massive ridged dragon dildo. She squeezed a small amount of lube onto its tip and used her hand to spread the liquid over its length, before pressing the tip of it to Allison's tailhole.

The fox gasped sharply as the toy was pushed inside, buried to the hilt in one motion. Eve didn't waste time letting the fox adjust to the insertion either.

Izzy grinned, her slave was well trained and knew better than to keep her waiting. As Eve began pounding into Allison's back door, she now dictated the pace, her thrusts into the fox driving her as far upwards as Izzy's knot would allow, before she was brought back down into the fennec's lap whenever Eve withdrew.

"Harder." Izzy ordered. One hand still groping the foxes breast, the other reaching past her, squeezing the snow leopard's tit.

Eve complied, slamming her hips into Allison with increased fervor, the room echoing with the sounds of her hips meeting the foxes ass as well as the grunts and groans from the overstuffed vixen, and the low moans from her mistress.

Izzy's cock twitched, she was getting close... and she wasn't feeling abundantly patient today. Besides, she had to save some seed for round two...

"Harder." She demanded again, prompting Eve to grab Allison's collar with one hand and her tail in the other, pulling on them for added leverage. She thrust with everything she had and then some.

"I'm getting close. Beg for it." Izzy demanded, locking eyes with Allison.

"P-please mistress. Cum inside. Get me pregnant with another litter of your kits!" Allison cried out without any hesitation, like she had been waiting to say just that.

"You want my kits?" Izzy asked, prompting the overwhelmed Vixen to nod her head rapidly. "Then here they come!" Izzy cried out, thrusting her hips upwards instinctually as she began to cum, pouring her virile load deep in her fox's fertile pussy, painting her womb white with fennec cum.

Of course this triggered another, violently intense orgasm in the fox. Her whole body began to convulse and twitch as Izzy got to learn just what Allison's subconscious interpreted the hypnotic command to experience the most intense orgasm of her life to actually mean. After all, there should be no greater pleasure than getting bred by her mistress, right?

Allison went limp, only being held upright by being sandwiched between Izzy and Eve, her eyes rolling into the back of her head. Izzy watched her for a few moments after her own orgasm had subsided, until the fox finally twitched, her eyes rolling back forward. She looked dizzy, but otherwise fine.

Eve slid the silicone dragon-dong from the foxes' ass, while Izzy pulled her shrinking knot from Allison's used slit, rolling the vixen off of her and onto the bed beside her. The fennec then made a show of spreading Allison's legs wide, letting the audience see the fresh creampie dripping from the bred vixen.

"You won't be needing the toy anymore." Izzy said to the snow leopard. "Take it off, I want you and Allison to be good girls and pleasure one another, with your mouths." She ordered.

Eve nodded, undoing the buckles and straps for the strap-on, letting the toy fall to the ground while she clambered up onto the bed, climbing on top of the vixen who had already scooched further up onto the bed. Her muzzle dove between the foxes' legs, pressing into her cum-filled cunt. Eve showed just how well trained she was, using her tongue to push the seed leaking out further inside, making sure every drop of baby-batter had a chance at Allison's eggs.

Izzy watched with a smile for a little while, as her cock began to slowly grow hard again. Both girls squirmed and writhed in each other's embrace, they were going all out with their tongues... getting competitive again, wanting to show off for their mistress. However, Izzy wasn't going to let there be any fair play as she moved behind Eve.

"Ready to have your pussy fertilized just like my foxy pets was?" Izzy teased.

Eve arched her back as a shiver of pleasure ran down it. "Y-yes mistress." She said, moaning as she briefly pulled her muzzle away from Allison's pussy, before immediately diving back in.

"Good, because I loved how beautiful your pregnancy made you... and I know this one will be even better, because I intend to give you an even bigger litter."

Eve's whole body trembled as she came, throwing her head back momentarily. "P-please mistress..." She cried out. "Breed me!"

Izzy didn't need any more invitation, tapping Allison's snout with her tapered cock, getting the vixen to make way for her mistress. Izzy drove her cock inside of Eve to the hilt, moaning out as she felt Allison's tongue lathering her shaft the whole way in, working to pleasure where Eve's pussy and Izzy's cock met, with the fennec's balls resting on the bridge of her muzzle.

Meanwhile Eve's pussy clamped down as she came again, the snow leopard implanted with the same mental triggers as Allison.

Izzy began thrusting her length in and out of the snow leopard with slow, casual motions, letting Allison's tongue continue to run along her shaft. Pulling it out until only the pointed tip was inside, then driving back in until she reached where her knot was beginning to swell up again.

"You want my knot?" Izzy asked the feline.

Eve lifted up her head, nodding. "Yes, mistress, knot me!"

"Then make my foxy cum for me." She ordered, the snow leopard immediately diving her head back down between the vixen's legs.

She worked double time, her tongue reached as deep as it could while her fingers worked to tease Allison's clit and finger her ass, doing anything it took to bring the fox to a swift orgasm. The feline slut eager for her mistress to knot her, to ensure that she would be bred.

It wasn't long either, soon the vixen below them was quivering and convulsing, cumming hard from the other females ministrations.

Thanks to Allison's teasing tongue, Izzy's knot swelled up quite a bit, by now nearing its full size. The fennec pressed her knot against the snow leopard's pussy.

"Brace yourself, pet." Izzy warned, giving the snow leopard only a couple seconds before giving a powerful thrust, forcing the knot inside, where it quickly swelled to its full size, locking her inside.

The fennec leaned forward, wrapping her arms around the snow leopards waist and she began jackhammering her hips into the fertile feline as hard as she could, feeling her heavy balls slapping into Allison's muzzle with every single thrust.

Eve moaned and squirmed, her face still buried between Allison's legs, muffling her squeals of delight.

"I'm getting close." Izzy growled. "I'm gonna knock you up soon!"

Eve pulled her head back up, taking a gasp of air before speaking. "Yes mistress!" She cried out. "Give me another baby!"

Hearing her slaves beg to be impregnated by her never stopped being so incredibly hot, Izzy couldn't help but give them exactly what they wanted. Her cock twitched and throbbed, releasing its second, equally potent load in Eve's fertile depths. Izzy didn't slow down either, slamfucking her sperm deep into the feline's womb, making sure she would keep her promise to give her an even bigger litter this time!

Eventually she slowed down, her knot shrinking, she pulled her cock from the feline's used pussy and shoved it into Allison's mouth for cleaning, the fox moaning as she slurped down the mixture of Izzy's cum and Eve's juices.

"Good girl." Izzy whispered, wiping off the saliva that remained on her cock onto the side of Allison's muzzle.

Later that night, after the stream was concluded and everyone was cleaned up and back in their casual clothes. All of them gathered for dinner. Eating a wonderful chicken salad prepared by Charlie. Izzy looked around at her slaves. The muscular german shepherd Ray, the twink golden retriever Charlie, the leggy fox girl Allison, the busty snow leopard Eve, and of course Ellie, the gentle giant clydesdale.

Izzy smiled, she truly couldn't ask for more in her life.

Although, as her eyes drifted to Ellie's pregnant belly and back over to a nearby set of cribs, where Izzy's many children were giving them a rare five minutes of peace... maybe she could ask for one more thing.

A bigger house.