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A Moment of Weakness

A Zig Zag Fan fiction

Written by D. J. Sabin

This is a work of fan fiction using the characters from Max Blackrabbit's character Zig Zag and ZZ Studios. Other characters are created by the author for the sake of storytelling. Any similarities to other people, fictional or real is purely coincidental.

ZZ Studios and Zig Zag is © Max Blackrabbit. Sabrina is © Eric W. Schwartz. Christopher Cross is © Myself.

--1--

Christopher Cross, or as everyone called him "Chris Cross" had never flown in a helicopter before, nor had he ever been to a tropical island; so today was a day of firsts for him. They were flying over water so crystal blue, had it not been for the occasional cresting sea animal, he'd almost think the water was pure sapphire. He watched from the port window, trying not to look like some excited little kid, but he couldn't hide what he felt. The roar of the blades drowned out the pounding of his heart.

"Enjoying the view, kid?"

The voice came from the headphones he was forced to wear, allowing him to still talk to the other occupants regardless of the thrumming of the blades. He turned to look at the figure of a more mature, curvy and female replica of his own tiger-striped body, only her stripes were black and his a silvery gray. She was wearing a simple dress suit and miniskirt which did nothing but accentuate the curves of her voluptuous body and generous bosom.

Chris grinned, brushing some of the silvery bangs from his bright blue eyes, "I sure am, Aunt Z! I can't believe you got Mom to approve this!"

For as long as Chris knew, Zig Zag was the closest member of her family other than his mother Tabitha and His father, Jacob. Since he was a little baby, Aunt Z was always there, offering to babysit, buying him toys and gifts for holidays, and being there whenever she could. It wasn't until he went into private schooling that he found out that his Aunt was a porn star, a result of his long sheltering from the world and an overprotective mother. He wasn't sure what to make of it at first, but after a while, his love for his Aunt overcame that and he accepted that part of her life. Eventually, he would beam with pride knowing that his Aunt was a celebrity, even if it was in the world of adult entertainment.

Thanks to that, he was now participating in that life. Not wanting to be a shut-in for the rest of his life, He started to further pursue his love of photography and try to make it into a career. Zig Zag and his parents had encouraged it, providing him not only with the tools, but hands-on training by his aunt's own team of specialists. Before he turned 18 however, his mother made Zig Zag promise not to get him involved in pornography until he came of age. That day was now and in the fashion common to his extravagant Aunt, she was going to expose him to the adult world in grand fashion.

They were on their way to a remote island in the Caribbean where they got special permission to do nude photos and movies for one of their latest skin flick. It was going to involve a cadre of beautiful girls and only one guy. Chris was thankful that it wasn't him going to do that role; he had yet to really be with another woman in that way, and didn't want his first experience to be seen on the camera. That and his mother would kill them both for doing it.

"Were coming up on the island now, Boss!" The pilot said, pointing out in front of him.

Both Tiger-skunks looked out in front at the island coming up. It was a rather large island, with lush jungles and sandy beaches that were almost white in color. As they got closer, the makeshift studio tent city that was already in place was visible from one end of the beach. The closer they became, the more they would see employees of ZZ Studios milling about, moving equipment, cameras, and actresses in their swimsuits going about.

"Wow!" Chris chimed in evident awe and energy. Zig Zag looked at him with bemusement, enjoying the sight of her Nephew with such excitement. She lingered for a spell, seeing the boy with his thin but athletic body, wearing a white ZZ Studios Intern T-shirt and a pair of Hawaiian Shorts. His white fur was marked with silvery gray stripes all along his body, and the long puffy skunk tail was similar to hers, streaked with twin columns of silvery stripes instead of her own black stripes.

For a while, she started to think more about Chris. He wasn't just handsome, he was as the younger porn stars called him "Hot". One even mentioned that he could pass for something called a "Bishounen". She later learned it was a Japanese term for a young male idol. She remembered seeing him take off his shirt to put on the intern Tee before they left and showed off the flat toned belly he had, the abdominal muscles prevalent even with his white fur. It was then that Zig Zag finally noticed Chris as something more than just his Nephew, and the thought disturbed her.

She had come from a broken home, her and her younger sister and brother. Because of her unique fur pattern, she would be the sight of abuse and scorn by her peers, and even her father. She endured it for a long time until she started puberty and her body filled out. Once it was evident that she was growing up to be a beautiful woman, her father heaped another form of abuse on her at night, one that she still loathed. Eventually she had enough and ran away form home, trying to make it big as an actress. Unfortunately her fur pattern made her too unique for film and she was rejected constantly. That was until she got hired for an adult film. Desperate for a break, she accepted the job, and the rest was history. She was now the successful owner of one of the best adult film studios in the world and she was the proclaimed queen of porn, a title she wore proudly.

It was thanks to her new status that she was able to save her siblings from their abusive parents and put them into responsible foster homes. As she became more popular, her siblings grew and eventually started families of their own. Tabitha married Jacob, a Bengal tiger once they graduated college and had Chris, their only son. When they learned that he was going to look like his aunt, they feared the prejudice would affect him. Thankfully, Zig Zag embraced her nephew and helped him to not only accept his appearance, but get others to accept it as well. He was not going to suffer as she did, she had once promised herself. Chris grew up to be a strong, responsible and kind young man. Now seeing him in the helicopter, Zig Zag also realized that he inherited another thing from her: Sex appeal.

He was 18 now, and would be exposed to the adult film world that he wanted to partake in, but he was also kind, young and naïve. Zig Zag was no fool, and knew that a relative of Zig Zag was going to be a target. She also knew that he had a charm and sex appeal that the girls would drool over, even if he was completely oblivious to it. He was going to have to be watched.

As they were closing in on the island, a strange vision flashed into Zig Zag's mind, one she had suppressed for a while. She was staring at her nephew and suddenly was imagining him naked! Sure she'd seen him naked before when he was a baby or a young boy, but he was 18 now; a man. She was seeing him that way and the idea shocked her into awareness. Was she even going to entertain the thought of having sex with her nephew? There were a lot of taboos she had easily broken because of her own promiscuity and the industry, but the idea of incest reminded her of her bitter and painful past, and she quickly vowed never to walk in the steps of the man she would never call 'father'.

--2--

The moment the helicopter landed, it sent out a cloud of sand and grit from all around, but was thankfully far enough away to avoid causing trouble for those already on the ground. It took a few minutes for the rotors to wind down enough to let the dust settle before Zig Zag and Chris could disembark. Zig Zag strode from the makeshift landing pad with a gait that depicted not only her sensuality, but her authority as the boss.

Chris on the other hand was walking in a daze, looking out at the tropical backdrop, with the lush palm trees and white sands. He was taking the sight of the island in so much that the sudden sound of giggling snapped him abruptly. He stopped short to see several young women, a vixen with long brown hair, a doberman pincher with short cropped hair and twin Persian felines looking in his direction and waving. Normally seeing a group of girls was no big deal to Chris, but when they were wearing nothing but bikini thongs and no top on...

He tried to straighten up and look more masculine, but his ears visibly burned with shock and embarrassment. Thankfully his eyes were hidden behind a pair of mirrored sunglasses and was hopefully hiding the fact that he was gazing a little too long at them. He tore his gaze from the topless girls and started to speed walk to catch up to his Aunt, his ears catching a bit of the conversation the women were having.

"Is that him?" The vixen said to the doberman girl

"Looks like her, doesn't she?" The doberman replied.

"He's kind of hot!" One of the twins remarked

Hearing that, Chris suddenly felt a wave of self-confidence, and started to stride with a bit more purpose than before, his tail swinging about in light of the comment. He had heard teenage girls at school talking about him before, calling him a stud or sexy, and it was nice to hear that. He had never been very outgoing at school, preferring the nerd pursuits of his cameras and studying about lighting and shadows. Yet Chris couldn't help but feel something different when a mature group of women talk about him like that. Maybe it was the fact that he hung around his Aunt so much that he found older women more interesting. They were mature, experienced, and 'seasoned' one classmate had told him.

A few steps ahead of him, Zig Zag was watching it all with a level of wariness and a mix of envy. Chris was not normally aware of his growing attractiveness and now it was obvious to her that a lot of the girls for the shoot were aware of it too. She couldn't just walk up to those half-naked bimbos and tell them to stop talking about her nephew, cause what would be the point in stopping them? And when did she suddenly start acting like a doting old maid anyway? Chris was grown up now, and it wouldn't be long before he was going to be pursued by other women. She only hoped that he would not suffer the same fate as herself when she was that age. Maybe if she was his first...? She quickly tamped down that thought as soon as she heard it in her mind. What the hell was the matter with her? Deep inside, she could almost hear the hoarse laughter of her father, belittling her for this moment of weakness.

Not more than a few seconds after she quelled her inner fantasy that she watched as Chris was suddenly tacked by an all-to-familiar orange vixen. Chris seemed to be completely caught off guard as a completely naked Sheila vixen bowled over the young tiger-skunk and buried him in her naked tits.

"Chris! You made it!" She squealed, hugging the sprawled body of the young teen! "I'm so glad you made it!"

He tried to say something like "Get off me!" or "Can't breath" but it came out more as a muffled groan as he realized he could easily die happy knowing he asphyxiated on Sheila's engulfing bosom. It was finally after two other girls, the skunk girls Tracy and Stacy that finally helped lift up both Chris and Sheila from the sand and peeled them apart.

"For crying out loud, Sheila! Save some for the rest of us!" Stacey said, stuffing Chris' face into her own chest, which wasn't as grandiose as Sheila's but just as firm and comfy. Tracy scowled at her while trying to keep Sheila from affectionately attacking Chris again.

"No fair stace!" She pouted, "I want a turn!"

"Geeze, girls!"

It was the familiar voice of Tina Lynx, wearing a tight fitting ZZ Studios shirt and Denim shorts over her chubby but surprisingly alluring curves. She held a clipboard in one hand which she proceeded to causally bop on Sheila's head.

"Hey!" Sheila yelped at the gentle rap more out of surprise than pain.

"Give the kid some air you lot before he passes out!" Tina exclaimed.

The girls all relaxed though Stacey kept a firm but slightly less firm grip on Chris. He sucked in a much needed breath, as the girls all huddled around him. Stacey and Tracey were both wearing matching two piece bikinis while Sheila, in typical fashion, was running around with nothing but a smile.

Tina walked up to Zig Zag who was watching this comical scene and handed her the clipboard. Tracy was now grabbing Chris on the other side as Sheila tried to horn in on the two girls.

"I got the schedule set up and ready to go, boss." Tina said, but Zig Zag was hardly paying attention. Her mind seemed suddenly distracted as he watched the girls fawning over Christopher. They had been around him as he was growing up, but had for the most part, remained fully clothed and proper around him until he was of age. Now that he was considered old enough, they were finally free to tease the young tiger-skunk

"Helloooooo? Boss? Earth to Zig Zag!"

Zig Zag blinked as she came back to reality, turning to see Tina staring back at her.

"You ok, Ziggy?" She asked, looking genuinely concerned.

"Ye-yeah..." Zig Zag replied, not very convincingly, "Guess the helicopter ride was more tiring than I thought."

Tina looked at Zig Zag, already convinced that her boss, friend, and most-times lover was lying to her. The other girls were busy giggling and wrestling away Chris from one another as Zig Zag was appearing to stare into the distance. The Lynx sighed and snatched the clipboard.

"Alright ladies! Break time is over! Let's get you bitches back to work!"

Barely aware of what happened, Zig Zag suddenly regained herself as the girls finally let go of Chris who practically fell into a gasping heap on the sand. They had nearly stripped off his clothes, leaving his midriff exposed. The moment she saw her nephew's toned abs under the short fur coat, the fantasies within her awoke again. She felt her loins quivering and she wanted to just shove her hands under her skirt and get it over with, but she held onto what was left of her willpower and dignity to prevent that. She wouldn't go in that direction. There was a lot of things she was perverted enough to enjoy, but incest was not going to be one. Again she could hear that cackling man's voice in her head, using that to help hold back that inner lust of hers towards her own flesh and blood.

She watched as Chris righted himself up and adjusted his clothing, hiding that youthful but sexy body of his. Zig Zag bit her lip then turned around as she heard Tina call out.

"Chris! I need your help over here!"

He turned to Zig Zag who waved him off, avoiding his gaze.

"Go on, honey. I need to take care of a few things."

Chris acknowledged her then ran off to help Tina, leaving Zig Zag staring at the wall of one of the tents. Why was this happening to her now? Was this some sort of midlife crisis, even though she knew she was no where near the middle of her life yet. Seeing Chris was doing something to her she wasn't prepared for, and it was both arousing and frightening at the same time. If Chris wasn't her nephew but some nobody off the street, she would have jumped his bones and made a man out of him in no time. That wasn't the case now, and yet she was still catering to the idea of being the one to take Chris' virginity. It was getting in the way of her job now and something had to be done. She opened the flap to the tent and stepped inside where it was dark and quiet. Groping into the carry on bag, she pulled out a familiar object to her; long, cylindrical and tapered to a round tip at the end. It had several bumps and ridges that she knew too well would stimulate her in all the right places. She would not indulge herself in the fantasy, but she would satisfy the gnawing craving within for that release she was desperately needing; there in the quiet darkness, her body succumbing to the pleasures of something though artificial, was just as satisfying.

--3--

Sabrina was fiddling with the web cam as Chris on the other end was checking the connection. The female skunk had been working on a virtual chat room for those on the field so she could check on incoming photos and videos for the tech crew to work on, as well as to keep them up to date on scenes and scheduling. Much to Zig Zag's chagrin, Sabrina refused to go to the island, opting to avoid being tormented by the boss to wear some skimpy bathing suit and preferred to set up the remote camera instead. Chris was one of the only other members of the staff there who had an inkling of handling the hardware, so Sabrina helped talk him through setting up the camera and satellite feed.

She had been one of the first to meet Chris when he had learned about his Aunt's career in the adult film industry. Since Sabrina was a geek herself and also very conservative, both Sabrina and Chris bonded instantly, sharing a mutual interest in technology. At one time, there had been a bit of jealously between Sabrina's boyfriend RC and Chris, feeling threatened by the young handsome male version of Zig Zag. Instead, Chris declared to RC that he felt Sabrina was more like a big sister than a love interest, and it only made the bond between the two tighter. She had set it in her mind to help make sure Christopher remained as innocent and sweet as long as possible, expecting his aunt to eventually corrupt the naïve young man someday.

"How's the connection now, Sabs." Chris asked, using the nickname he had given to Sabrina. He was reaching behind to secure some of the cables connecting to the satellite dish outside that would give them a connection to the net and to the studios.

"Better," she replied, her voice sounding less crackled through the speakers, "Should be able to do some live streaming if we can angle the dish better."

"I'll have the guys check the dish, see if we can't get that improved."

Sabrina nodded, "Looks like you're getting the hang of all this, kiddo." She chimed, "Glad to have another kindred nerd among the flesh-fest here."

"Oh it's not so bad, Sis." Chris replied affectionately, putting his head into view of the camera, "The girls here are all being really nice to me."

Sabrina scowled, "Don't go dropping your guard around there, Chris. Those girls there know you're 18 and they'll eat you alive!"

He couldn't help but let out a snort, "With Aunt Z hovering around like a vulture? They won't come near me if they want to keep their fur on."

Sabrina knew better. She had seen it when Chris came to visit how the girls around the studio stopped and stared. She even remember hearing Stacy and Tracy comment one time.

"He is going to be such a heartbreaker!" Tracy said, giving Stacy a cuddling hug.

"I wouldn't mind sharing him with you, baby." Stacey retorted, licking under Tracy's chin.

She made sure to vacate the room as the two skunk girls were quickly escalating their cuddling session, but she had gotten enough of what they were saying to put up warning signs. Chris was a very handsome young man, and maybe she was a bit overprotective, but just like Zig Zag, she worried that Chris' unique appearance was going to attract the wrong attention and he would wind up used and abused by someone or someones.

"C'mon, Sabrina. You don't really thing Aunt Z is going to be like that?"

Chris' words broke Sabrina from her reminiscing and back to the situation at hand.

"Knowing your Aunt, Chris, I wouldn't be surprised if she was one of them after you!"

Chris was taken aback by that and he sat up blinking.

"Aunt Z? You're kidding!"

Sabrina realized she should have kept her mouth shut, but it just came out. She sighed and leaned forward. "I know you love your Aunt, Chris. I just worry that her lifestyle is going to affect you...you're around all those naked girls and at your age...you know?"

She was obviously trying to change the subject which only made Chris wonder more.

"Yeah, but my Aunt? I know Aunt Z gets around a lot, but she wouldn't try anything with me, would she?"

Sabrina shrugged, "I would like to think Zig Zag had better sense than that, Kid."

Avoiding the question only seemed to make Chris wonder more. Zig Zag was attractive, even if she was older than him, but he apparently had a thing for older women. He had been around not only Zig Zag, but Stacey, Tracy and Sheila for a long time, mostly babysitting or visiting the studio when he was old enough to handle things. They were like a second family to him, like a bunch of sisters he never had. Now all of a sudden a new awareness was washing over him as he considered the possibility. The thought of seeing his Aunt in that way...

"Hey...HEY! CHRISTOPHER!"

He snapped back to reality to see a frowning Sabrina on the other end of the computer.

"S-sorry sis..." Chris apologized, feeling his cheeks burning hot at the revelation.

She seemed to relax at that and let out a loud breath, "Just be careful out there, OK, Chris? Don't let those girls do anything to you...alright?"

Chris smiled and they disconnected the link after exchanging goodbyes. His mind was clouded with strange new thoughts and ideas as he sat there alone in the tent. Was something like this okay, he wondered. Seeing himself in the now deactivated monitor, he began to somehow cater to the strange notion. Stacey or Tracy he knew would probably not be interested in him. They were his babysitters for pity sake! They had watched over him in some of the more unsavory times of his youth, as did Sheila or Sabrina. Yet he couldn't help but wonder about them, about their bodies, and the things he thought about doing with them.

He felt the stirring in his shorts and knew he was getting aroused. He couldn't help himself but shift and try to stifle the dirty thoughts creeping into his mind. He looked around to insure the flap of the tent was closed. He had done what he was about to do before: he was a teenager after all, prone to bouts of hormones, but now he was feeling the surge of need, and building fast.

As he began to reach into his shorts, his mind raced through the various fantasies going into him. Tracy and Stacey wrapping their bodies around his and touching each other in all the right places. Bouncy Sheila and watching her atop of him, riding him and seeing her beautiful breasts jostle with the motions...even seeing Sabrina; stiff, prudish Sabrina, bent over her desk and him behind her.

His hand was moving faster now, pumping vigorously, his shorts slowly dropping down his thighs. He panted hard, feeling the surge between his thighs building as the fantasies grew in intensity. He could imagine each of them setting him off, firing volleys of his essence over them.

It was then he saw her. Aunt Z. She was sprawled on her desk, legs spread, eyes transfixed on him as she held out her hands to him. Beckoning him to...

It was the most mind-blowing release he had ever experienced and his mind refused to grasp the horror of it while he was gushing his spunk under the table. He gasped, nearly collapsing on the floor of the tent, breathing heavily from the exertion and the release. His mind kept focused on that one sight that both aroused him and worried him. Aunt Z, naked, beckoning him...wanting him.

--4--

Neither Zig Zag or Chris could look each other in the eye after that. Though neither one knew of the other's secret imaginings, they acted as if they had already done it together. They both knew it was just a fantasy, but knowing it was so wrong only made it more like they did. It also made the thoughts more intense as the hours moved on.

Zig Zag focused on directing the various shots, working with Tina to see the girls got into the right locations and that any scenes that needed filming were done right. She had resigned herself to work herself to exhaustion rather than further entertain those wicked thoughts a moment longer.

Meanwhile, Chris was also trying to focus on his duties. As an intern, he was scrambling to get bottles of water, food or other necessities for the staff and actresses. He would assist the camera team with lighting and adjust the special reflective umbrellas to help put light on the subjects. It was tiring work, but Chris had set it in his mind to keep himself busy rather than let any stray thoughts of his Aunt linger.

The day grew hot and it was time to give the staff a break for lunch and rest. A lot of the actors and actresses were going out on the beach to sunbathe or splash around in the water, while others, still aroused from their scenes, decided to go deeper in the woods to finish up where they left off. Stacey and Tracy both were under a palm tree, their lips locked on each other and grinding their naked bodies together in the open. Sheila went out to the beach to lay out on the sand and get some sun, not caring at the moment that she didn't have a scrap of clothing on.

Chris was helping break down some of the props when the heat finally got the better of him. He sighed as he pulled off his intern shirt and tossed it aside. Several of the girls stopped what they were doing and watched as he took a half bottle of water and dumped the contents over his head. The water fell from his matted hair and cascaded down his toned body, tracing along his muscles like the gentle fingers of a lover. Several girls gasped while others giggled and gawked.

Unfortunately for Zig Zag, she had seen the whole thing and it was all she could do to forget who she was and lunge for Chris. Damn that kid, she thought. Why did he have to be born with such a hot body? Seeing him like this, his fur now glistening in the sun caused her mind and soon her body to go into a frenzy. She quickly turned away and walked off, leaving Tina to look back at her with perplexity.

This whole time, Chris was unaware of what was happening to his Aunt, too caught up in the moment of overheating to care. He only relished how the water cooled him down, feeling like the water evaporated the moment it touched his fur. It wasn't until he opened his eyes and saw the girls gawking at him did he realize what had happened.

He mentally slapped himself for that blunder in judgment. It was getting ridiculous, as if the girls here were mesmerized by his looks that it almost seemed like he was weaving some magical spell on them. Of course he knew that wasn't true, but seeing the girls who were eying his topless form started to make me self-conscious. He grabbed his shirt from the ground and trudged off, hoping to get some shade as well as some privacy.

He rushed towards the back end of the forest, looking for a cool spot to not only shade himself, but to cool the raging frustration building up inside of him. This weekend was supposed to be a learning experience, but instead was turning out to be a disaster. All he could think about was sex, sex, and more sex! Sure he had his moments of arousal, but it wasn't something that went out of control like it did here. He wasn't sure if he was having some sort of allergy or...

What was that, he thought, as he heard heavy breathing and a woman's gasp. At first he half expected it to be one of the actors having his way with one of his co-stars. He started imagining it being Tracy and Stacey who decided to go into the woods and have a bit more fun with one another. As he poked his head from behind a bush, he expected to see the two skunk 'sisters' writhing together naked. What he did see instead made his heart jump and his cheeks burn.

There on the ground, writhing with her shorts down and her shirt pulled up was his Aunt Z. She was panting loudly, eyes shut tight as her hand was vigorously fingering her now naked slit. The other hand had grabbed her bare breast and was squeezing it roughly. She was gritting her teeth now, too enraptured by her fingers pumping into her sex to notice Chris watching.

Christopher couldn't pull his eyes away. He was staring slack jawed at the sight of his aunt masturbating like a horny teenager. She was so beautiful, with those voluptuous curves and full breasts. He started to realize what made her so exotic to others when he could finally see her fully unclothed and her body convulsing in the moment of such erotic pleasure. He watched for the longest time as his own body began to react, the bulge between his legs starting to grow painfully stiff and hard.

"Oh Gawd...Chris..."

He bristled as he heard those words uttered by his Aunt. He shifted quickly, trying to adjust himself or escape, but in doing so, made a twig under him snap. He felt his heart stop for a long instant.

Zig Zag and Chris locked eyes together for a few moments, both apparently unsure as to what to do next. Zig Zag reacted first, realizing what had happened and scooting back to cover herself.

"Chris!? What the hell!" She roared in more shock than anger.

Chris recoiled, falling over onto his butt and gasped, "Imsorryimsorryimsorry..." he apologized rapidly. "I-i-i heard a n-noise and...didn't know..."

Zig Zag felt like a four year old getting caught with her hand in something she wasn't supposed to be. Only this time it was in herself. She was still hot from the fingering and was writhing in agonizing need as she scooted to a tree for protection.

Neither one spoke as they just sat there, either too terrified to stand up and leave, or too embarrassed. It might have also been something else that kept them there...curiosity maybe? Zig Zag finally broke the awkward silence as she looked around the tree.

"Chris? What did you...hear?"

He could barely speak. What kind of a question was that? He saw his Aunt, the sexiest woman he had ever met sprawled on the ground, masturbating and calling out HIS name in the moment of passion. He couldn't form the words, he was either too ashamed at himself, too shocked, or something else. After a long moment he finally uttered.

"....everything...."

Zig Zag's heart sank. She had blown it. Anyone else she wouldn't have minded watching her doing this to herself, and she would have probably let them join her. But this was Chris, her nephew. She had hammered that thought into her brain so much it tired her. Despite her best efforts, she couldn't help herself as she had watched Chris strip and had gone into the woods to curb her carnal desires once and for all. Just this once, she thought, she would indulge her growing fantasy for a single moment hoping it would finally be enough to end it and be done with it. But now she was exposed; caught by the one person that she didn't want to know. All pretenses of cockiness and bravado fell, and Zig Zag curled up under the tree and sobbed.

In all his life, Chris had never heard his Aunt cry before. He looked back at her and saw her crying, the embarrassment too much for her to hold onto. His heart broke as he rose up and walked up to his Aunt, sitting down next to her and wrapping an arm around her shoulder. There was no arousal in his touch, only the tender hold of a loving family member now seeking to comfort her. As if she could read into that, her body sank against him and she cried.

"I tried..." she sobbed, "I tried so hard...but I can't stand it anymore..."

"What do you mean?" Chris asked.

Zig Zag looked up at Chris, her cheek fur matted with tears and her eyes reddening. Any semblance of confidence was gone now, leaving the tiger-skunk quivering and vulnerable in Chris' arms.

He would never know why he did what he did next, or why she didn't pull away or slap him. All he knew was at the moment he pressed his lips to Zig Zag's, there was no turning back from that decision. He just felt the need to touch her...to finally feed that lingering hunger inside him...and realized that she needed it as well, as her arms quickly wrapped around his neck and pulled him down.

No longer Aunt and Nephew, Zig Zag and Chris rolled around on the jungle floor, lips locked hotly together, their bodies entangling together in an embrace one would expect from a Boa Constrictor on its prey. Their mouths parted as if on instinct, tongues darting out between them and quickly entangling together. Time seemed to stop as the two tiger-skunks held each other, her legs wrapped around his, her hands combing through his thick shock of white hair, while his own hands slid down her naked back, quickly finding their way to the generously firm cheeks of her ass.

What can only be imagined as genetic memory, Chris held onto Zig Zag with a fierce embrace, claws gently pricking at her ass flesh as his mouth clung to hers. Tongues waltzed between their muzzles while he felt her hands quickly moved to tug on his shorts. Her legs relaxed as he pulled free for a moment, both gasping for air as she helped him out of his pants. He was already rock hard and erect, the skin of his shaft so rigid, Chris felt like his cock was about to rip out of his flesh like a stone pillar.

There was no longer any resistance from either of them as Zig Zag rolled over onto her back. She spread her legs apart wide, eyes locked on him. She brought one hand down to her own sex, fingers spreading apart her labia to show how already she had worked herself into a erotic lather. Chris watched as he saw those eyes of hers. No longer were they the eyes of his beloved Aunt. They were the eyes of a predatory lover, their gaze saying to him...fuck me.

He obliged. As if he had practiced it for years, he rolled up on top of Zig Zag, guiding his thick cock-head against her spread petals. He was breathing hard and heavy, the air around them was reeking of the scent of arousal. Like animals in heat, their bodies began to stink of sex, and the scent was driving them further into lustful abandon.

"Put it in....now..." She begged, eyes locked on Chris with a gaze of pleading.

He didn't hesitate, didn't tease, just drove his cock hard into his Aunt's sex with a single thrust. It took every ounce of strength in him to not cum inside her right then and there. It felt like a wet silken glove wrapped around his shaft, warm and rippling with toned muscles that tightened on him fiercely. He hissed through his teeth, arching his back while Zig Zag bowed hers back, letting out a passionate wail of unexpected pleasure. Was it the fact that she was being fucked by her Nephew that made this so hot? She couldn't think straight enough to know, all she did know was that it felt like nothing she had ever had. Sure she had fucked guys bigger and longer, but it had to be the fact that they were doing something so wrong that made it all the more pleasurable.

Chris' mind went blank as he ground his hips into Zig Zag's. It was his first time inside a woman's pussy, and he didn't want to forget the feeling. It was so amazingly tight yet so wet and warm, so hot that it made him feel like he was melting inside her. Again, instinct came in and he started to thrust, slowly pumping his throbbing organ through his Aunt. He looked down at her with slitted eyes, watching Zig Zag, gripping the trunk of a nearby palm tree and brace herself as the two fucked like wild dogs.

She could no longer hear the cries of warning as her body grew hotter with every hard thrust inside her sex. Numerous times she had fucked some of the hottest guys, but it was nothing compared to this moment. She felt the trunk of the tree and her claws gouging into the hard bark while she simply let it happen. Her breasts shifted up and down, rocking to the momentum of the man...yes, that man who was now thrusting down into her over and over like a madman.

The air seemed to grow hotter, their bodies beginning to sweat even in the shade of the trees as the tiger-skunks fucked one another. Chris leaned over, arms under hers and pistoning faster and harder as he built up a heated rhythm. He bent his head down, chin to his chest and continued to grunt, toes digging into the earth and driving his hips rougher into his Aunt's sex. Zig Zag herself was now wailing loudly, not caring if anyone heard them now. She was giving in, submitting to the wild moment of raw passionate sex, not caring who it was. She thought her body was going to erupt, the constant hammering of his cock into her pussy sending shock waves through her like crashing waves over a dam.

How he was holding on this long was anyone's guess, and Chris didn't care. He felt the sweat dripping off his face, exertion evident on his muzzle as it curled into a snarl of desire. Zig Zag's own teeth were bared, muzzle pulled back as the two locked tight at the hips and were now slapping loud and wet. She felt her body being buried deeper into the ground under them, the ground going from a welcomed cool sensation to warm as her body heat fed the earth.

Reaching near the apex of the moment, Chris was now growling loudly, struggling to piston harder into Zig Zag, sweat spraying from his face and body like a shower of salty lust. It was the greatest sensation he had ever experienced and now he was feeling a new sensation. He couldn't think, couldn't react, only moved on some deep internal instruction, feeling his cock tingle and throb harder now. The moment came in a rush as he saw stars flash in his eyes even if they were closed to the light. He threw his head back and bent his body back hard, teeth gritted and letting out a loud groan. Zig Zag could feel the incoming rush as Chris's seed spewed into her like a hot geyser of pure carnality. Her toes curled inward, gripping the ground as her arms suddenly fell on either side of her and dug trenches into the earth with her cramped up fingers. She let out a loud cry herself as what could only be felt as the greatest of orgasms hit her like a nuclear bomb. She stiffened, then trembled, then convulsed wildly, her vaginal muscles spasm around his pulsating dick, her own inner walls milking his rod like a cow udder for that precious milk.

They held the awkward position for the longest time, both bodies bent back and heads thrown out in a subdued but exasperated roar of spent lust. What felt like hours was only moments, but soon the two tiger-skunks collapsed together in the earth, Chris still locked inside his Aunt who was now holding him against her chest. They didn't feel anything awkward, nor did they feel the expected shame knowing they had committed something others would call sinful. Even after several moments holding his Nephew/lover in her arms, she did not hear the expected cackling laughter of the father she refused to become like surface. Whether what they did was wrong or not no longer was a thought in her mind. She only held Chris in her arms and let the moment of afterglow settle on them like a warm blanket, nestled together in their moment of satisfaction.

It would be a moment of weakness eventually, Zig Zag thought to herself when she became more lucid. Perhaps they would never speak of this again ever, or keeping it their own deep secret; a bond no other family member would have. They would no doubt have to return to the campsite, no doubt keeping what they did away from judging eyes. She wondered to herself if Chris would be okay with this. But as she held him, she would feel his young arms wrap around her waist and draw his body in close, the warmth of his youthful body against her mature but ample bosom. At that moment, she knew it was more than a moment...