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Tales of the Twin Schools: Family Free Time

Morning rose over the Twin Schools' shared dorms. The sun shined over the ocean, lighting the sleepy seaside town, waking up most of its inhabitants. Most of the students, however, remained firmly asleep. Classes were out for the day for an administrative meeting and inspection of the school grounds. This meant that most of the children got the rare opportunity to sleep in as late as they wanted on a weekday.

This didn't apply for Fire Tenderfoot, however. The boy was already up and awake, sitting on his bed. His bushy tail swished back and forth rapidly, his tongue stuck out of the side of his muzzle as his nimble fingers tapped the buttons of a hologame controller. He wore little more than a pair of purple briefs, which cradled his sheath in a particularly large bulge. Fire had a dorm room all to himself, unlike his little sister who shared a room, with which he was quite happy.

"C'mon, c'mon..." Fire grumbled, lifting the controller and leaning forward as he manipulated his character through an obstacle course of lethal traps and enemy fire. So engrossed was the little boy in his game, that he did not notice a very large pair of triangular ears peeking up outside his window.

Fire blinked. He had the sudden feeling he was being watched. The fox looked out the window, but nothing was there. Frowning, the boy went back to his game. A moment later, he happened to miss the same pair of ears peeking out from behind a comfy chair. Again, pausing his game due to some paranoid impulse, the fox looked around, just missing them as they ducked out of sight.

"Huh?" Fire wondered aloud, frowning as he narrowed his eyes, gazing around the room. His head was turned as the ears perked up behind his holovision display, then ducked back down by the time he looked back. He couldn't shake the feeling he was being watched...

"DEATH FROM ABOVE!!!" a high-pitched voice squeaked. The little fox looked up just in time to see a blur of pink, sand, and gold. He felt a substantial, but surprisingly fluffy impact, and yelped as he was knocked to the floor.

Groaning, Fire opened his eyes to see a pair of very large, very green eyes staring at him. He sweatdropped, realizing what had happened.

"Skye, get off me," he said flatly.

"Hewwo, big brotherrrrr!" Skye chirped in a high sing-song. The little vixen sat back, letting Fire prop himself up on his elbows, but still not climbing off of him.

"Was that entirely necessary?" Fire asked, grumbling as he looked at his little sister. Her hair was untied from its usual ponytail, cascading down her back in a pink mane. She wore a pair of light-blue pajamas, and her large, bushy tail swished behind her playfully. Most notably, she wasn't wearing any pants. Fire frowned, as she wiggled her rear in the air, her tail wagging rapidly.

"Absolutely!" she giggled, nuzzling his chest.

"C'mon! Get off! You're not wearing pants!!!" Fire groused. The little girl blinked and looked down at herself.

"Whoops! Musta forgot my pajama bottoms. I do that," she said lightly, glancing down at herself.

"...Then go get them?" Fire suggested, staring at her.

"Nahhhh... Too far," the fennec said, shrugging lazily. Fire grunted and glared at the smaller fox, crossing his arms.

"I'm TRYING to beat a boss, Skye! It's taken me a week to get here, and I'm this close to finishing this part of the game!" Fire complained, gesturing at the screen where his character stood idle as enemies swarmed toward him.

"Oh! Okay. I'll stay out of the way, then. I'm just gonna do my morning stretches!" Skye said cheerfully.

"Your... morning stretches?" Fire asked, blinking. He narrowed his eyes in annoyance and confusion as his sister ignored him. The little fennec began to stretch, lifting her arms above her head. She leaned from side to side, her tail wagging as she worked.

Fire grunted. He was used to his sister's flaky demeanor, and if she was trying to annoy him, he wasn't going to give her the satisfaction. He picked up the controller and turned his attention back to his game.

It didn't take long for his concentration to be broken by his sister. She was grunting and moaning in a provocative manner. He paused and frowned, looking over at her.

She was doing toe-touches, facing away from him. Her bushy tail was lifted high into the air as she bent down, trying to touch her toes. She grunted with effort, bending down and gripped her big toes. Fire blushed, as the position gave him a perfect view of the fennec's rear end. As she bent down a little further, he could see her vulva nestled between her legs. The little foxboy blushed, feeling his underwear tighten.

Skye giggled as she lifted her hips a little. Her tailtip flicked. It was then that Fire noticed the mischievous gleam in her eyes. She was doing it on purpose! She knew EXACTLY what she was doing to him. The little vixen's muff glistened with the first drops of wetness, her sheath swelling further as she continued her toe-touches.

Fire grunted, feeling his briefs strain as his erection swelled. He could feel his underwear growing uncomfortably tight as his testicles responded to his arousal and descended from their hiding place. The fox grit his teeth to stifle a moan of discomfort. He wasn't willing to give his sister even the slightest bit of satisfaction. He gripped his controller tighter, trying to focus on his game and ignore her.

But Fire knew well: it was impossible to ignore a fennec when she wanted to be annoying.

"Ooh! You're good at this game!" Skye's voice said right into his ear. Despite himself, Fire jumped in surprise. He had no idea how she could just... APPEAR like that. The boy's flinching caused him to jerk the controls and his character died again.

"Nyahhh! Will you sit DOWN?!" Fire demanded. Skye gave a pout that simply screamed how not-really-sorry she was. Before Fire could say another word, Skye plopped herself down, right between his spread legs.

"Gyah!" Fire yelped in surprise, flailing about as his sister's gigantic ears filled his vision.

"Whoopsies! My big ol' ears must be in the way!" Skye giggled, folding them down out of his face so he could see. She flopped back slightly and rested the back of her head against Fire's bare chest. Fire, for his part, glared at her suspiciously. The fennec grinned and gestured at the game.

Sighing, Fire attempted to continue his game, manipulating the controls awkwardly around his little sister's body. The fox played for a few minutes before he managed to get back into the groove again. He grit his teeth, attempting to beat a boss, before he suddenly felt a trickle of wetness on his groin. He blinked and looked down.

Not only had his erection not subsided, but instead had swollen near-painfully. The wetness he felt was his own pre-ejaculate oozing from his fat glans into the fabric of his briefs. Skye's tail was tickling his penis through his briefs with slow deliberateness, the soft tip of the bushy appendage flicking back and forth across his bulge. Skye was humming to herself, feigning innocence.

The little vixen rocked her hips back and up, sliding her buttocks along his flesh, making Fire's body shiver involuntarily with pleasure. Her gyration caused the fly of his underwear to part, and his long pink shaft flopped out with a wet splat against her back. A jet of pre splashed across her pajamas, dampening them. The fennec squealed in delight and pulled away from Fire. The boy gasped, feeling his penis twitch and pulse powerfully, exposed to the air.

"Oooh! That looks like a MUCH more fun joystick to play with than that dumb ol' controller..." Skye remarked, watching fourteen inches of fox-flesh twitch and pulse. Before Fire could react, the little fennec had turned around and wrapped both of her hands around his penis.

Skye grinned, her green eyes shimmering with mischief as she slowly slid her fingers up his shaft, trailing along the veins webbed along his flesh. She could barely close her fingers around his fourteen-inch member. The little fennec purred as she reached up, gently pinching the foreskin at the underside of his head. With a tug, she peeled it down, grinning as the boy's cock twitched.

"Ah! Skye, c'mon! I wanna play video games!!!" Fire whined, bucking his hips involuntarily, feeling pleasure rush through him at every single touch. He tried to pry her hands free, but the girl responded by sliding her tongue along the underside of his penis, paralyzing him with the sensation.

"Your mouth says "lemme play games;" but your thingie says "I wanna spurt my goo all over my sister!" Skye teased.

"Nnng..." Fire moaned in response, unable to say anything more coherent. As Skye rubbed her soft, fuzzy cheeks against the thick rod of pink flesh, he found himself thinking that she was right. He DID want to spurt his goo more than he wanted to play his game... but to admit that would mean giving Skye satisfaction she didn't deserve.

Skye giggled as she began to run her warm, wet tongue along the underside of his cock, slowly dragging it from sheath to head. When she reached the tip, she swirled around him, then flicked the tip of her tongue over the slit. Fire felt his penis stiffen further, and he groaned softly.

"I think it likes me!" Skye chirped playfully. She reached back and plucked a golden feather from her right wing. Holding the metallic quill up so that Fire could see it, she grinned mischievously as she swished it up and down his cock.

"Cootchie-cootchie-coo!" Skye giggled, tickling Fire's erection with the feather. Fire gasped involuntarily and lifted his hips. His penis spasmed, the tip bobbing up and down several inches.

"Agh! S-Skye!!!" he whimpered.

"See? It's happy to see me! Awww, you're so cuuuute!" Skye purred, placing a very sloppy, wet kiss on the head of Fire's cock, "But something's missing..."

Before Fire could ask what she meant, the world turned upside-down and he tumbled helplessly. He groaned, landing with a thump against the headboard of his bed; Skye had yanked his underpants off so forcefully. The vixen was already back between his legs, grinning as she cupped his now-exposed fuzzy scrotum.

"There we go! Now I can see all of ya!" Skye giggled, fondling the foxboy's grapefruit-sized testicles. Again, she attacked his cock with her tongue, placing long, luscious licks all the way from his fat, full balls to the swollen, bulbous head of his penis. Fire threw his head back, his blue eyes closed as he moaned in pleasure. His bushy tail swished back and forth eagerly as Skye nipped at his foreskin playfully.

As the girl nuzzled the underside of his cock, her cold, wet black nose sliding up his hot, hard flesh; Fire gave a mighty groan. His cock lurched as his testicles tightened. He felt a rushing sensation travel up his length, and a long jet of clear, syrupy liquid erupted from the head of his penis. It arced straight up, hovering in the air for the briefest of moments before gravity brought it back down to splash against Skye's face. Over a literal cup of precum soaked into Skye's pink hair, spilling down her blue forelock, and running down her face in sticky rivulets. It matter down her hair and fur, making both sticky and squishy.

"Mrrrrrr..." Skye murmured deep in her throat, her tail wagging swiftly. Fire had to admit to himself as he stared down at his sister, her muzzle rubbing against the underside of his penis as more precum drooled onto her large ears, that he had rarely been more painfully stiff than he was at this moment. Skye seemed to realize this; her very large green eyes were glittering with mischief as she ran her tongue over his furry balls.

"Oooh... I think your huge, stiff thingie is lookin' a little lonely. I think I know where it can find some friends, though!" Skye giggled playfully. She pulled back from Fire and sat back. The movement revealed her lower body to Fire. Jutting strongly from between her legs were two stiff penises of her own. The two shafts were identical in length and girth, around ten inches and fairly fat. Both were twitching in perfect unison, the tips bobbing up and down. A rather large puddle had formed in the bed sheets in front of her, her precum oozing from both tips in a wet, syrupy dribble.

Fire gasped as his little sister moved forward so quickly that she turned into a beige blur. Suddenly, she was standing in front of him, rubbing her erections against his face. Her shafts were hot and rock hard as she pressed them into his cheeks. Her pre smeared into his facial fur, and he shivered at the feel of the warm, sticky fluid dripping. Despite himself, he stuck out his tongue and flicked it across the foreskin-covered tip of his sister's upper penis, then swirled it around the lower, tasting the sugary liquid seeping from her slits. Skye gasped in pleasure and gently ran her fingertips over her brother's triangular ears, scratching lovingly.

Fire reached up and wrapped his hands around each of his sister's cocks. Pulling back slowly and carefully, he peeled the foreskins away from her tips, exposing the darker pink glanses. Skye gave a grunt, her ears folding back as he rolled her hoods back, his fingers exploring the stiff-yet-slightly-soft flesh. It was a very wet process; even the slightest brush to either penis caused them both to twitch and ooze a large amount of precum. Fire's hands quickly grew slick and sticky and Skye's members glistened as he slathered the fluid over her.

The little foxboy couldn't take any more. His sister's teasing and prodding had driven him wild, literally. With a sudden movement, he yanked Skye's legs out from under her, dropping her onto the mattress with a thump. Skye yelped in surprise as Fire leapt onto her, snarling like an animal. His large shaft twitched violently, veins bulging along the sides, precum slopping messily over Skye's stomach. The vixen rolled with him, tussling playfully, but try as she might to end up on top, Fire was larger, stronger, and more driven. He pinned her down, grinding his hips against hers.

After a minute of this, the boy drew his hips back as far as he could, leaving a sticky trail of pre down Skye's stomach and penises, before positioning his swollen, leaking head at the girl's vulva. With a firm thrust forward, he parted her and slipped into her hot, damp passage. She cried out, throwing her head back as inch after thick, throbbing inch stretched her inner walls wide, grinding against the hard little nub of her clitoris. Fire huffed and panted, working his hips back and forth, trying to stuff more and more of his pulsing length into her. His hips soon met hers, each and every inch buried inside her quivering tunnel.

Skye grinned slyly at her brother, which only infuriated him further. He growled and pulled his hips back until only the fat head of his penis was left inside her. With a grunt, he slammed his pelvis forward, shaking Skye's body. She gave a yelp of surprise and pleasure, both of her penises spurting more pre over her fuzzy stomach.

"Eeee!" Skye squealed, "Your biiiig thingie is making my widdle funny streeetch!"

Irritated by his sister's cute behavior, Fire thrust again, trying to keep her too busy moaning to talk. His heavy, churning balls slapped her rear repeatedly as he jammed his cock into her, alternating short, quick jabs with long, deliberate strokes. He moaned as his cock twitched, her walls rippling around him, pulling him back in every time he pulled out. He pumped precum into her, his penis rippling as the fluid rushed up his length. He reached up and wrapped his hands around Skye's twin penises, using them as handles to thrust harder. He squeezed her tightly, rolling her foreskins up and down as her pre slopped messily over his hands and her stomach.

Getting into a rhythm, Fire's tongue hung out of his muzzle as he felt his testicles tighten up to his cock. His thighs tensed, his tail thrashed, his cock pulsed...

But before he could go over the edge, Skye squirmed out from under him, his cock pulling free from her with a wet pop. He growled in frustration and confusion as his little sister grinned evilly. She shoved him onto his back, his cock sticking straight up in the air. Before he could sit up, Skye had gripped his cock tightly and straddled him, her feet planted firmly on either side of his hips. She aimed carefully, and with a firm, decisive move, sat down upon his cock. She guided it carefully back into her vulva, moaning as inch after inch filled her vagina again. She gasped as after about thirty seconds of wiggling and rocking, her rear end landed in his lap. She faced away from him, her large wings fluttering.

Skye began to bounce in his lap, flapping her wings for extra leverage. She lifted up and dropped back down with a solid slap, crying out in delight. Fire groaned, thrusting back up against her, meeting her hips. The vixen began to masturbate furiously, gliding her fingers up and down her penises as she worked his length in and out of her.

The boy sat up and shimmied back against the headboard of his bed. He reached up and gripped her hips, helping to lift her up and pull her back down. The tension built in his groin again, tightening and tightening like a spring being tensioned too much.

Fire gripped Skye's furry hips tight and yanked her down hard onto his cock, his lips darwn back in a feral snarl. He threw back his head and howled to the ceiling as his balls churned, and he felt a burning ache spread up his cock. The first convulsions came a moment later, his penis lurching inside her. And then, sweet release as a massive burst of thick, sticky goo erupted from his tip. He groaned in ecstasy as he burst again and again, his tailtip flicking in time with his ejaculations.

The fennec gasped in delight at the sudden rush of semen filling her tunnel. Echoing her brother's howl, she squeezed her dual erections tight. She felt them convulse and twitch in unison, pumping twin blasts of cub spunk into the air. Her inner walls clamped down upon Fire so tightly that he couldn't pull free of her. The girl cried and moaned, her hips trembling with each powerful twin jet of cum. She pumped her lengths in time with her ejaculations, sending thick, gooey ropes across the room, splashing the far wall.

Fire groaned, flooding Skye over and over. He wrapped his arms around his sister, hugging her tight as his cock jerked inside her. Skye's stomach began to swell with the sheer amount of goo he blasted into her. It backwashed out of her, spilling across the bedsheets and Fire's body. A large puddle began to form under them, soaking into the sheets and mattress.

Thrashing about, Skye's wings fluttered and her arms flailed with the force of the pleasure rushing through her. Her movements caused Fire's cock to finally slip free from her cleft, flopping upward as he painted the ceiling with his cum. The little vixen giggled and wiggled her hips, pressing her thighs tight around his cock. She moaned, her own erections throbbing on top of his, all three pressing together as they fired off, sending a trio of pearly bursts into the air at a time. Fire moaned into Skye's ears, his arms wrapped around her as he felt her squirm and giggle in his lap.

Fire was the first to peter out, slumping back as the pleasure slowly released him from its steely grip, fading into a warm glow. His enormous shaft twitched and jumped less powerfully, his powerful jets slowing into spurts, then a final dribble that ran down his length, over his balls, and into the pool of semen under him.

His little sister continued on for a while longer, moaning as she stroked her lengths, rolling her foreskins up and down over both of her tips. But even she couldn't keep up the deluge forever, and soon gave a satisfied sigh. She flopped back against Fire's chest, stroking her penises, squeezing out the last drops of semen onto her own stomach. Giggling and moaning as the afterglow set in, she smiled as Fire rubbed the cum into her fur gently.

"Mmm... Nothing like early morning splurties..." Skye murmured happily, her bushy tail wagging.

"Nnn..." Fire grunted, unable to form a more coherent sentence.

"You needed it too, though you'll never admit it," Skye said, smirking.

"I just wanted to play my game..." Fire groaned, as Skye leaned forward, sliding her tongue around his sensitive length, cleaning the semen from his glans and inside his hood, "and I still DO!"

"Oh, fine," Skye sighed theatrically, peeling herself away from Fire and walking off his bed, her feet splashing in the inches-deep pool of cum there.

"What did you even come in here for, anyway? Other than this?" Fire asked, his blue eyes narrowed suspiciously at the fennec as she stretched again. He watched her lengths soften, beginning to droop down between her legs. His cum flooded out from between her thighs, adding to the mess on the floor.

"...Y'know, I kinda forgot. Oh well. See ya later, big bro!" she said, giggling. And with that, the vixen flapped her golden wings and flew right out of his window, not seeming to care about her public nudity.

"....How the heck are we related?!" Fire asked exasperatedly, grunting as he reached over to his side table and picked up his controller (where it lay safe from the mess) to resume his game. Unfortunately, as he unpaused it and reactivated the holoscreen, only a milky, vague spark of light showed in the air in front of him. He frowned and looked down.

Skye had coated the projector in pearly, thick foxspunk. The opaque goo prevented the image from showing in the air. There was no possible way this was an accident.

"SKYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!" he shouted in irritation, as the faint sound of hysterical and very squeaky laughter echoed from across the campus.

*****

Across campus, the Nurse's Office was occupied. Buster Bunny lay curled up on one of the beds, groaning in clear discomfort. Mr. Bugs sat beside him with clear concern for his nephew's well-being. Nurse Lola frowned as she listened to his heartbeat with a stethoscope, her normally ditzy and bubbly demeanor now sharpened into a laser-like focus for care for her patient. Her niece Babs ran a hand through her hair as she explained the situation.

"An' then we went to breakfast an' I had a carrot muffin which was really tasty, while Buster had bacon n' eggs which I wasn't interested in and..." Babs rambled, barely stopping to take a breath as her run-on sentence entered its third minute. Bugs held up a gloved hand to cut her off.

"When I said start at da beginnin', I didn't mean DAT. Jus' tell us what happened wit' Buster," Bugs said, showing a surprising amount of patience. Babs blinked in surprise.

"Oh, why didn'tcha say so? We were walkin' down the street an' I dropped one of my ear-ribbons. I bent down to pick it up, and when I looked back, Buster was all bent over like that, an' he ran off to the dorms. He was like this when I caught up, an' I called Mr. Bugs," she explained simply.

"Were you wearing panties, Babs?" Lola asked without looking up from her exam.

"...Uh, no... Still aren't right now..." Babs replied, looking confused.

"What does dat hafta do wit' anythin'?" Bugs queried. Lola ignored the elder rabbit's question, looking to Babs instead.

"How long has it been since Buster had an orgasm?" Lola asked. Bugs and Babs both stared at Lola with an expression of bemusement. Bugs opened his mouth, perhaps to ask again what that had to do with anything or to chide Lola for being sidetracked, but the woman shushed him quickly.

"Uh... Three days, maybe? We were talkin' and he said he wanted to try saving up for a while so he could REALLY soak me..." Babs said, her fluffy white cheeks flushing red with embarrassment. Lola clicked her tongue and smirked.

"That'd do it, yeah... Buster's a growing boy with extremely overproductive testicles. Add on top of that the fact that he's got a rabbit's sex drive... Then leave that to simmer for three days and garnish with a glimpse of bunny cunny, and you've got a recipe for an extremely nasty case of blue balls," Lola explained, giggling.

"Buster's balls are ALWAYS blue. You mean they're supposed to be a different color than the rest of his fur?" Babs asked curiously, trying to take a peek between Buster's legs.

"No, dear. It means that boys and futa can't go too long without spurting, or it'll start to hurt. Prolonged sexual frustration isn't good for anyone, but Buster in particular," Lola explained kindly.

"Ya mean... He's got too much spunk in his balls?" Babs asked slowly, trying to understand.

"It's a common myth that males and futa can run out of semen from prolonged sex. You can't run out of cum, except through severe dehydration. However, the body can build up too much!" Lola agreed with a grin.

"It's a condition that runs in da family," Bugs confirmed. Babs nodded slowly in understanding, her long ears flopping back and forth.

"A boy like Buster needs to be drained at least once a day or else stuff like this will start to happen. Preferably more," Lola expounded, smirking.

"Drained?" Babs repeated, looking back and forth between the two adults.

"Oh, yeah, Lola helps drain me every day," Bugs purred, a hand sliding down the bulge between his legs.

"I suppose I'd better give you a lesson in proper care for over-productive testicles, Babsie. Normally, I'd leave the teaching of sex-ed to Mrs. Diggers-Gia, the health teacher... but this is a special case," Lola said, smiling as she glanced at Bugs, "Care to help provide a little help, dear?"

"Sure, sure. I'm due fer a drainin' anyway," Bugs agreed lazily. He stood up as Babs watched, and unbuttoned his slacks. Hooking his thumbs under his underwear, he pulled his pants down together and stepped out of them. His penis was already extended from his sheath, a humongous log of pink flesh that dangled down well past his knees. His testicles were equally enormous, each easily the size of a small melon. Babs wondered how he managed to hide such a massive endowment in his pants.

Distracted by Bugs' disrobing, Babs didn't notice that Lola had done the same. Taking off her lab coat and her blouse, she had bared her bountiful breasts. Each large, hefty orb was capped with a pert, rosy nipple, standing rock hard and poking through the soft white fur. Her skirt had followed after, revealing her own half-erect penis hanging low. It was smaller than Bugs' enormous length, but still sizable.

Blinking in surprise for a moment, but catching on quickly, Babs followed the adults' lead. She shucked her yellow blouse and her purple skirt swiftly, grinning as she stood and looked up at Lola and Bugs. Unlike her aunt, Babs possessed no penis of her own; she was a pure female. Her pink nipples poked through the whit fur of her pancake-flat chest, and the slight bulge of her chubby muff was barely visible between her legs.

"Good. Now, let's help Buster out..." Lola said gently. She rolled the boy onto his back, tugging his red shirt over his head. The blue-furred rabbit didn't resist, still seeming catatonic with pain. She tugged his sheets off of him, then gently pulled his shorts down. All three rabbits gasped at the sight they beheld.

Buster's penis was fully erect, standing proud from his hips. Normally a foot in length, it was now engorged to almost fourteen inches and an additional inch to its normally extremely thick girth. Babs had never seen the flesh such a deep, angry red. Veins bulged powerfully from the sides. The foreskin still covered all but the very tip of the bulbous head, but the skin was drawn taught and tight. Even as she watched, it gave a twitch, and a sticky blast of not precum, but thick, white semen fired from the cumslit, splattering messily over his stomach. But even more shocking was the sight of Buster's testicles.

Buster was well-known among the students for having the largest testicles of any boy in his year. Indeed, Babs had used the massive spheres as a pillow on more than one occasion. But now, the boy's furry scrotum seemed drawn taught and stretched tight with the size of the orbs. They were as large as Bugs' own testicles, but on his tiny form, they were ridiculously oversized. Babs reached out with a trembling finger and poked them. Buster groaned in discomfort, even as his penis jumped and fired another spray of cum.

"They're rock hard!" Babs squeaked.

"Oh, boy. He definitely takes after you, Bugsie..." Lola remarked, "This is one of the worst cases of semen backup that I've ever seen..."

Babs blushed guiltily, rubbing the bridge of her nose, until Lola gently lifted her chin with a finger. Looking down at her niece, Lola smiled and said gently, "Don't feel too bad. You and Buster didn't know and we should have told you the minute you entered sexual activity. You kids may not be able to get pregnant yet, but there are other issues like this that we should have told you about."

"Luckily, the cure for Buster's condition is a very, very easy one..." Lola said with a smirk. Babs frowned and tilted her head curiously.

"Yer gonna make him come, kiddo. An' not just a normal orgasm, but a big one. A huge one. One of the biggest this lil' boy has ever had," Bugs elaborated with a grin, wrapping a hand around his cock, stroking the flaccid flesh slowly. It responded instantly to his touch, giving a visible throb as his cock began to stiffen in his grip. Lola joined him, beginning to stroke herself. She grinned as the gray rabbit stared at her chest, drooling slightly.

Both adults shivered as they suddenly felt another hand on their loins. Looking down, they smiled as Babs helped to stroke and squeeze them. The pink-furred bunny giggled mischievously, sliding her hands up and down their lengths. She leaned in, flicking her tongue over the head of her aunt's length.

With Babs helping, it did not take long for Bugs and Lola to reach their full arousal. Lola's cock stood proud from her hips, twitching up and down at a solid fourteen inches. Her penis was fat, and the foreskin was thick around her tip. But Lola's shaft was tiny compared to Bugs. His member was almost twenty inches long and wide as Babs' forearm. She blushed as she watched the humongous length bob up and down in her face, a quarter-sized droplet of pre leaking from the foreskin-covered tip.

"Okay, kiddo. It's gonna be messy to help out Buster with his condition, but I betcha don't have a problem with getting messy... Particularly since that's how we got into this in the first place," Lola giggled, sitting down on the bed beside Buster. She gently pushed Babs back, and slid her fingertips through the downy white fur of her chest and stomach, flicking her fingers lightly across her nipples. Babs giggled and squirmed.

"Ah! Auntie Lola! I l-like it, b-but... Buster..." she squeaked.

"I know, but if you wanna help him, you're gonna need a nice, wet cunny for him!" Lola purred. She gently spread the girl's thighs and leaned in. Lola placed a tiny, affectionate kiss on Babs' muff. Babs giggled and gasped, shivering as the rabbit began to continue to kiss her, her tongue occasionally flicking over the little pink nub of her clitoris. She shuddered, gasping as her body responded to the attention. Tingles ran through her, and her nectar began to flow, dampening the fur of her vulva and thighs.

"There ya go..." Lola said, grinning, "That's better."

"Now, we're gonna help ya with dis foist time, but from here on out, Buster's yer responsibility," Bugs said, smirking. He gently picked up his nephew, lifting him and turning him over to face Babs. The girl blushed as the boy's massive, spurting length was aimed at her, sending another gush over her stomach. Buster groaned, his eyes closed as he dangled limp in his uncle's arms. With Lola's help, he maneuvered the boy, pushing him forward until his cock pressed against Babs' muff. Buster shuddered, spouting again and coating Babs' fuzzy mound with thick, hot rabbit-cum.

"Okay, now, we're gonna put him in... But probably not for too long. Given how swollen his big ol' balls are, I think he's gonna have WAYYY too much for you to handle..." Lola smiled. She gripped Buster's cock near the base and guided it forward, pushing it into Babs' vulva. Her petals parted, and both Babs and Buster moaned together as his hardness slowly entered her. Almost instantly, the boy's cock began to jerk and twitch, and Babs felt jets of gooey warmth flood her depths.

"Ah!" Babs gasped, shivering as Lola and Bugs worked Buster until he rested hip to hip with the young girl.

"Now, under normal circumstances, just giving Buster one or two orgasms would be enough to "drain" him. But these aren't normal circumstances, so we'll demonstrate a different method that should do the job," Lola explained, winking at Bugs.

Bugs cupped his hands under the head of his penis as Lola began to stroke him. As she pumped his cock with both hand, Bugs moaned in pleasure. Babs watched curiously over Buster's shoulder, the boy laying limp on top of her. It only took a few moments for Bugs' length to ripple and twitch. A sticky burst of precum rushed from his swollen tip, spilling into his cupped hands. Huffing softly, Bugs grinned and slathered the clear, sticky fluid over his penis, making the flesh glisten. He repeated the process with Lola, making her moan in delight as he carefully smeared syrupy precum across her shaft.

"What are you doin'?" Babs asked curiously.

"Gotta be really, really well lubed for this. Don't wanna hurt the kiddo, after all," Bugs explained, smiling.

Bugs climbed onto the bed behind Buster. Gripping his throbbing, dripping length, the elder rabbit smiled as he caressed Buster's round, blue buttocks. Her trailed his gloved fingers through the soft fur, then cupped the boy's humongous, cerulean-furred testicles. Buster moaned and his body twitched at the touch, and Babs felt another huge rush of his semen flood her. Bugs took his time, first prodding Buster's fuzzy sack with the dripping, drooling tip of his penis; trailing it over each of the humongous orbs delicately. He gripped Buster's tight, lithe rear, placing his penis between the boy's cheeks. Sliding his hips back and forth, he moaned in pleasure, savoring the sensations that the boy's rear gave him. His cock twitched again, spilling a large pool of pre in the small of Buster's back.

After a minute or two, Bugs was ready. He pulled his hips back and gripped the base of his penis to steady it. With a firm push forward, the fat head slipped inside of Buster. Adult and child moaned and grunted as Bugs gripped Buster's small hips, working back and forth to stuff more and more of his rigid length into the boy. Still seemingly unconscious, Buster moaned and squirmed in his grasp, his own length pumping more cum into Babs. She shivered in pleasure, but laid still, still curious what the adults were doing.

She didn't have to wait very long. Bugs bottomed out inside Buster, with around a foot of his length still outside Buster. That was when Lola stood at the foot of the bed, grinning as she stroked her own length. With no preamble or foreplay like Bugs, she practically pounced on the older rabbit's rear, pushing her erection inside him. Again, Bugs groaned and shuddered, gripping the bed sheets as his girlfriend worked her proud, rock-hard arousal deep into him. When she finally rested against him, breasts pressed to his back, she spoke up.

"Without going into a whole anatomy lesson that would be more boring than useful, whatcha need to know is we're gonna do something called 'prostate stimulation,' Babsie," Lola explained, "I'll lend you a kid-sized strap-on later, so you can do this yourself. For now, though, your job is to play with his big ol' balls as much as you can. Help relieve some pressure."

"Okey-dokey!!!" Babs agreed enthusiastically, already beginning to fondle Buster's enormous sack, tickling it playfully. The boy remained slumped on top of her, not seeming to notice, though his body gave a shuddering jerk and more semen spilled inside her. Enough of it had filled the pink-furred rabbit that it began running back out of her in a creamy, sticky river, down over her puffy teardrop tail.

Bugs grunted, drawing her attention. He had pulled back and pushed into Buster, Lola drawing her hips back as he thrust forward. Lola thrust into Bugs, making him groan deep in his throat, timing it perfectly as he pulled back out of Buster.

Babs watched curiously, for this didn't seem like any sort of a cure for Buster's condition. However, as Lola and Bugs fell into a rhythm, bucking and thrusting against one another, Buster gave a moan. To Babs' surprise, the boy began to pump his hips too; awkward, weak little movements at first, but soon growing stronger and more confident.

"Ah, dere he goes. Just had ta get dat good ol' rabbit mating instinct to kick in," Bugs grunted, "If dere's one thing a bunny can't stop doin', even when out cold, an' dat's humpin'!"

Buster grunted, his eyes still closed shut, his head slumped forward, but his hips moved of their own accord. They slapped wetly against Babs, punctuating each thrust forward with a jet of semen. For her part, Babs merely laid back against the pillow, enjoying the ride as Buster's swollen cock ground against her clitoris. The boy's cock was engorged far more than normal, and he stretched her wide, even as his cum poured back out of her. She moaned, continuing to do as she was told, reaching down below to continue to fondle and squeeze his balls. They remained swollen and hard, churning with need.

Bugs was fidgeting about with each thrust, grunting and muttering to himself. With each pump forward, he'd frown a little, adjust his angle, then thrust again. He grumbled, "No. Nope. Nix. Naught. Nein. Iie. Non. Negatory. AH! There it is!"

The final exclamation was accompanied by Buster's body tensing up, his mouth opening in a silent moan. His cock gave a large lurch inside Babs, and she felt more cum than before blast inside her. His penis twitched repeatedly, firing burst after burst into her depths, causing her stomach to swell out slightly, as if she had just eaten a large meal. Unable to control herself, Babs squealed as she came, her orgasm ripping through her suddenly and harshly. She milked Buster's cock, her inner walls clamping down and squeezing rhythmically. She moaned and trembled, feeling his spunk pour in, then back out of her.

"Ahh! Was... was that it?" Babs asked after a minute, panting as she felt the afterglow set in, Buster's cock still buried in her twitching quim.

"...Are you kiddin' me, Babsie? Do ya honestly think that was it, when he spurts four times dat normally?" Bugs asked, giving the girl a look of mild amusement, "No. Dat was me jus' tryin' ta find the sweet spot. An' I did."

Bugs gave a sharp thrust of his hips again, and Buster's cock erupted in another torrent of cum, flooding Babs once more. She yelped in surprise, exploding into a second orgasm herself. She moaned as Buster trembled against her, his cock jumping and jerking inside her, his spunk spilling out of her little hole and into the bedsheets.

The grey rabbit grinned evilly and began to pump his hips repeatedly, driving against the "sweet spot" over and over again. Buster moaned and cried helplessly, his body tensing as he erupted powerfully inside Babs. The little girl could do little more than lie there and writhe in pleasure as he flooded her over and over, her own climax breaking repeatedly.

Lola wrapped her arms around Bugs' waist, her own cock driving into him. Like the man did with Buster, she changed the angle of her thrusts experimentally. After a few moments, Bugs yelped in surprise, throwing his head back. His rear clenched around Lola's length tightly, his cock giving a large jump inside Buster. Pre flooded the boy, helping to lubricate his length.

"Don't get so cocky. You've got a 'sweet spot' too, Bugsie..." Lola purred into the male's long ear. Bugs moaned incoherently in response, even as Lola prodded him again. The woman grinned and drove forward, forcing Bugs to plunge into Buster, who in turn drove hip-deep into Babs. She thrust firm and fast, panting into Bugs' ears, her breasts bouncing with the force of her thrusts. She cupped them in her hands, pinching her nipples as she moaned in delight. Her blonde hair fell into her face as she worked Bugs, feeling his rear squeeze tightly around him.

Babs groaned weakly. Her stomach was still swelling with the sheer amount Buster was pumping into her. He just didn't stop ejaculating. Every second, another blast erupted from his tip. She couldn't stop climaxing either, her body shaking as her inner walls rippled and clenched violently.

Bugs seemed to notice this and pulled Buster's hips back. His cock slipped free of Babs' cunny, spouting thick ropes of semen into the air, coating her face and chest. Babs gasped in relief, his cum pouring out of her and onto the bed.

"I warned you we couldn't let him stay in ya for too long. If he actually came, you'd be a beach ball!" Lola said, giggling.

"Ughh... N-No kidding..." Babs squeaked weakly, spluttering as a blast of cum caught her in the face.

"Not... gonna be long now..." Bugs grunted, his massive, melon-sized sack repeatedly slapping against Buster's, "...Or for me either..."

Babs, no longer penetrated by the boy's huge length, resorted to pressing her hot, wet vulva against him, humping against his flesh. He spouted bursts of cum over her, drenching her pink fur with every twitch of his length. She pumped him eagerly, wrapping her fingers around Buster's penis, rolling his foreskin up and down. She wasn't climaxing every few seconds any more, but she still gasped and squealed as the electric tingle of orgasm ripped through her.

It was Bugs who came first. He let out a groan of pure ecstasy, his ears flopping back behind him as he strained. His massive cock began to lurch and bounce. His balls clenched tight against the base of his cock. He clamped down tightly upon Lola. With a rushing, burning ache, he felt himself release into Buster. Powerful jets of cum blasted into the boy, overflowing him within the first three seconds. Buster yelped as he felt the hot, thick goo spill inside.

Lola came a moment later with a high-pitched screech. She arched her back hard, burying herself to the hilt inside Bugs. Her body shuddered repeatedly as she wrapped her arms around him from behind. She felt her body tremble as she unleashed inside him, thick ropes of bunnycum filling Bugs. He cried out again, feeling her essence flood him, painting him inside. She shuddered, her female nectar pouring down her thighs as she came hard, her inner walls clenching in time with the throbbing and gushing of her cock.

With the cries and moans, Buster's reaction was much tamer. Instead of a howl or yell of delight, all there was was a tiny inhale and catch of breath. His heavy, extra-swollen balls clenched and churned. His cock somehow grew even more rigid than before. And then Babs' vision went completely milky white.

It was a geyser of cum, as Buster arched his back. Semen splattered the ceiling, raining down upon the four rabbits. Babs was actually knocked backward by the force of the ejaculation. She had never seen the boy orgasm like this before. It didn't come in singular ropes or messy gushes. Instead, it was a single, extended blast that just went on and on and on. All the cum that Buster had built up over three days of abstinence erupted out of him in one humongous fire-hose-like spray.

"Woohoo! He's DEFINITELY your nephew, Bugs," Lola gasped in delight. She pulled free of Bugs, beginning to slop thick ropes of goo across his rump and back. Taking the opportunity to free himself as well, Bugs moaned as his cock slipped out of Buster's well-used rump. He stood beside Lola, pumping his cock with both hands, spraying down the two children with blasts of goo.

As voluminous as the two adults were, they still paled in comparison to the unbelievable eruption of Buster. The boy bucked wildly, rolling onto his back. His cock bobbed and lurched about wildly, drenching everything in the room. Lola gave a yelp of surprise as his penis aimed right at her, splattering her face, chest, stomach, and cock. She moaned, feeling pints of the fluid drip from her fur, smearing across her. Bugs took a blasting too, the thick pearly goo frosting his fur, glazing him like a donut. He spluttered, getting a mouthful of cum.

Babs giggled and reached out, wrapping her paws around Buster again. She opened her mouth, gulping down as much of his salty-sweet cream as she could. Lola and Bugs pressed in on either side of her, adding their own blasts to the mess. Babs did not seem to mind. In fact, quite the opposite; she reached out and gripped their shafts, playing with their foreskins, milking them for their spunk. The four rabbits writhed and moaned, bucking and thrusting as they were gripped in their climax, their bodies completely out of their control.

Minutes later, the three rabbits lay on the bed together, Bugs and Lola having pressed their penises to Buster's. All three gushed and sprayed high into the air as Babs stroked them together, her face hovering over the three fountains of cum. She gulped and giggled, slathering cum across her body.

To her mild disappointment, Lola sagged backward with a deep sigh of relief. Her cock continued to throb, but the bursts of semen slowly decreased to a weak dribble. The nurse moaned, smiling as her orgasm slowed into an afterglow. Sitting up after a moment, she moved beside Babs, caressing the girl's vulva with one hand, and helping Babs stroke the boys with the other.

Bugs moaned as Lola bobbed her head on his cock, her tongue swirling around his fat, swollen tip. His spunk dribbled down her chin, splashing onto her breasts. With a groan, he flopped flat on his back, giving a long, deep moan as his cock gave one last blast. Lola smirked, taking her time as she licked his flesh clean, watching him twitch and shudder with every lick.

"...Y'know... Buster definitely takes after me, but Barbara-Ann here takes after you..." Bugs sighed once he managed to find his voice again.

"What do you mean by that?" Lola asked in between loud slurps at Bugs' length, picking up as much of his cum as she could.

"Well, your little niece is as thirsty for cum as you are," Bugs said, gesturing over at the children. Sure enough, Babs was drinking from Buster as if he were a water fountain. The thick cream streamed down her face in sticky rivulets, coating her.

"Hrm. Seems like it," Lola agreed, chuckling. She moved over a little and began to massage Buster's balls gently.

"I think he's almost done, Babs. Take a look," she remarked. Babs blinked and looked over from Buster's cock. His blue, furry sack was no longer stretched taut, no longer looking as inflamed and swollen as before. It had almost returned to its normal size, around half of what it was before.

"Oh, wow!" Babs giggled, as Lola took her turn at Buster's glans, gulping down mouthfuls of tangy spunk, "That is REALLY cool."

"Yeah, but not particularly fun. I can tell ya dat from experience," Bugs remarked lazily. Even as he spoke, the massive torrent Buster was putting out changed. It broke up, becoming individual spurts and bursts rather than a constant unceasing spray. As Babs watched, the strain on Buster's face eased and turned into a faint, silly smile. He sighed softly, a happy, pleasured sound. After another minute or two, his orgasm ended and he lay there still.

Buster opened his eyes groggily to see Babs, Lola, and Bugs all smiling at him, and all completely coated in a thick glaze of semen. He groaned weakly, his voice rough and more raspy than usual.

"Babsie, I'm never doin' that again..." he croaked, feeling his cock continue to throb and twitch, dribbling a steady trail of semen down over his fuzzy balls.

"Are you KIDDING?! We're doing that again as soon as you recover! Now that I know what to do to make you better afterwards..." Babs squealed eagerly, grinning as she wrapped a hand around him.

"Uh, Babsie, that's not..." Lola said, a large drop of sweat rolling down the side of her face.

"Don't bother, Lola. It's not like dey're gonna listen. Did you when yer mom warned ya about me?" Bugs asked, laughing.

"...No, I suppose not..." Lola replied with a grin, watching her niece and Bugs' nephew curled up together.

******

Mr. Mewtwo sighed as he kicked up his feet, yawning. He was in his apartement on campus, where he and many of the other teachers stayed during the school year, if they didn't live in Breezeport. He pushed his plush recliner back, stretching a little. He reached out, and a book flew from his bookshelf into his hand. The feline chimera smiled faintly as he glanced up at a painting on his wall, a canvas with the silhouette of a fox boy painted in thick streaks, ropes, and ribbons of gold, white, and purple. Shaking his head in mild amusement at a memory, he opened the book and began to read.

His peaceful enjoyment of his reading ended quickly as the door to his room burst open. A gold and pink blur came tumbling into the room, with a raspy boy's voice arguing and squabbling with a high-pitched incoherent squeaking. Blinking in surprise, Mewtwo sat up.

Reaching out with his telekinesis, he grabbed the two figures and yanked them apart. Looking thoroughly miffed, Arc Royale and Mew Royale dangled in his psychic grip.

<Is there a reason you two are brawling in my parlor?> Mewtwo asked telepathically, his violet eyes narrowing in annoyance as he crossed his arms over his chest.

<Arc was teasing me! He said that I'm gonna major in prostitution when I reach graduation!!!> Mew's high-pitched mental voice answered, echoing in Mewtwo's mind. The pink-furred cat reached up and adjusted her tiara. Her blue eyes glared over at her little brother, her long tail swishing back and forth in irritation.

"Hey! I'm not the one competing with Pal Flora to see which one of you is the bigger slut!" Arc retorted, even as he hovered three feet off the floor. The mouse's long cone-shaped ears were folded back, his eyes narrowed in anger. His lightning-bolt shaped tail swished back and forth as he struggled against Mewtwo's psychic grip.

<Nymphomaniac! Not slut! There's a difference, you humongous, misogynistic jerk!> Mew growled, her eyes turning pink and smoking with energy. Mewtwo groaned and rubbed his face. He was used to the squabbling between his sister and adopted brother, but it did not make it any easier to tolerate.

<Guys...> Mewtwo said softly, but Mew and Arc ignored him.

<Just because you can't get it up unless I'm getting plowed by someone else...> Mew snarled.

"Hey! I don't make fun of your fetishes!" Arc growled, his red-spotted cheeks sparking with electricity.

<Brother, sister... stop,> Mewtwo said a little more firmly, but was again ignored by the children.

<I can see why your grades are so low. Every time you get a stiffy, your brain gets deprived of blood, with that monster!> Mew stuck her tongue out.

"You're just jealous you don't have fifteen inches between your legs! All you've got is that tiny thing. Seven inches? Please," Arc retorted, looking angrier and angrier.

<ENOUGH.> Mewtwo finally said. It wasn't so much a shout as a mental command of such immense force that both cubs stopped in mid-fight and stared into space, their thoughts shut down. Mewtwo huffed in annoyance, looking back and forth between the kids.

<I don't know why you're squabbling, and I do not particularly care. But bursting into a teacher's room... even IF he's your brother... and wrecking the place is unacceptable,> Mewtwo said firmly. He stood up from his chair, pacing back and forth as he tried to burn off his irritation. After a minute or two, he managed to calm himself enough to think clearly. He eyed the two entranced children thoughtfully, as they stared into space with a slightly stunned look. His mental command had rendered them utterly insensate and under his power.

<...What was that about you not being able to 'get it up,' Arc?> he asked the yellow-furred mouse out of idle curiosity, trying to decide what to do with the kids.

"...I get really, really turned on when I see someone else having sex with Mew. It's one of my favorite things in the world. It's like a fetish..." the boy answered tonelessly, his brown eyes staring off into space blankly. Mewtwo raised an eyebrow. He thought he knew his adopted brother well, but this was a tidbit of which he hadn't been aware.

<And you, Mew. What is going on between you and Pal Flora?> he asked.

<...She and I have a friendly rivalry. We both like cocks and cunnies and spunk and stuff... A lot. We're constantly arguing over which one of us is the bigger nymphomaniac,> Mew answered, her thoughts as colorless and empty of emotion as Arc's voice had been.

Mewtwo ruminated on this, pacing back and forth, his tail swishing back and forth slowly. After a moment or two, he pounded his fist in the palm of his other hand, nodding to himself.

<Well. As your older brother, I understand sibling squabbling and arguments... but as a teacher, I can't let you go unpunished for fighting in my room,> Mewtwo said, looking back and forth between them, <So, I'm going to have to do something about that...>

Mewtwo's violet eyes began to glow a shimmering blue as he reached out with his telekinesis. Of their own accord, the little mouse and feline's clothing began to fall away from their bodies. Mew's neckerchief untied itself. Arc's shirt unbuttoned and flew aside. Each piece of clothing folded itself neatly and stacked up out of the way.

The chimera himself then floated a couple inches into the air as his own clothing pulled off of him. Specially tailored shirts and pants slipped off, each piece of clothing designed for his unique anatomy. He smirked and put his hands on his incredibly wide hips, walking forward on the balls of his feet.

<Much better,> he purred. He gently reached up, drawing the two children towards him. He reached out and gently began to fondle between their legs, his balled fingertips sliding through the fur. At the same time, he reached out with his mind, reaching deep into the children's thoughts. Arc and Mew moaned in pleasure, their eyes glowing blue with Mewtwo's power. Pushing deep into their minds, Mewtwo activated the pleasure centers of their brains.

The reaction was instantaneous. Mew's body shook as her honey soaked her inner thighs, her fur matting down to display her tiny vulva. Slightly above, her sheath swelled outward, the bulbous head of her penis making itself known and poking free. Arc groaned softly, his eyes half-lidded. His own sheath became visible, a humongous bulge between his legs. His testicles showed themselves, two heavily-furred, golden orbs about twice the size of a large grapefruit. Like his sister, the head of his penis pushed free of his sheath, but it was vastly larger.

Mewtwo slowly stroked them with his hands, continuing the telepathic stimulation. With preternatural speed, the boy and girl's phalluses swelled and hardened to their full lengths. As Arc had said, Mew's seven-inch cock stood proudly from her hips, the dark rose-colored tip almost hidden under her foreskin. Mewtwo smiled and pulled it down, exposing her glans. Yet throbbing in the palm of Mewtwo's other hand, Arc's mammoth penis dwarfed hers. Over twice the length and thickness of hers, Arc's cock was disproportionately massive to the rest of his body.

Mewtwo sat back in his chair, leaving the two children hovering there in midair, dangling in his telekinetic grasp. He sighed lazily, wrapping his hands around his own sheath. The pouch dwarfed Arc's, and it swelled at his touch even further. As Mewtwo stroked, his own cock began to swell out into the open. Inch after inch after inch of heated violently purple flesh emerged and dangled down, before beginning to rise up into the air. The lavender-furred feline smiled. He was well known among both the staff and students for having the largest penis of anyone in the Twin Schools. Two feet long, it pulsed and trembled with his heartbeat. Not only was his erection absolutely enormous, but it has an extremely strange shape.

As Mewtwo was a chimera, an artificially created fusion of the DNA of several animals including his little sister Mew, his phallus reflected this even more than his strangely shaped body. The entire thing was a deep shade of red-purple. Its overall shape vaguely resembled that of a horsecock; with a wide, flat head commonly called a flare, and a high, hard ridge halfway up the length; a medial ring. It gave his length a segmented look. However, that was where the resemblance ended. Below the flare, there were lines of bumps and soft, fleshy barbs like a feline's. Down, at the base of his penis, a humongous bulge rested snug against his sheath, a canine knot. Below that, his testicles hung low, each the size of a small melon. His wide hips easily supported the mass, such was contained in a violet-furred scrotum.

Mewtwo smiled in pride at the sight of his cock as he pumped it with both hands. Some foolish and prejudiced people had called him mishapen or ugly, but his intelligence, his sheer psychic power, and his penis were what he valued far more than his appearance.

<Maybe the solution to this sibling squabble is a little sibling bonding instead,> Mewtwo mused, though neither Arc nor Mew were in any condition to disagree. A flicker of thought drew the children down from where they hung in the air, landing soundlessly in his lap. Directing the children with his thoughts, like a pair of marionettes under the control of a master puppeteer, Arc and Mew reached out and wrapped their little, fuzzy hands around his flesh. Their eyes glowed a faint blue as Mewtwo's psionic power coursed through their minds, rendering them incapable of individual thought or emotion. Arc's fingertips squeezed and caressed Mewtwo's flare, growing damp as fat, marble-sized droplets of pre leaked from the tip. Mew's hands slid up and down lower, tracing the thick ropy veins that bulged slightly along the sides, tickling the medial ring, which was extra-sensitive. Mewtwo sighed happily, kicking back the recliner to better savor the sensations. Another mental direction, and Arc's tongue was swirling around the disc of his flare, teasing the flesh. Mew pressed her lips to his medial ring, suckling on it, even as her paws massaged his knot. Mewtwo's pelvic muscles spasmed involuntarily, causing his cock to lurch and jerk in their grip powerfully.

<It's wrong to fight with your sister...> Mewtwo purred.

"It's wrong to fight with my sister..." Arc repeated, a trail of saliva connecting his tongue to Mewtwo's flare for the briefest of moments before it broke.

<Brawling in a teacher's room is unacceptable,> Mewtwo said, his mental voice calm and soft.

<Brawling in a teacher's room is unacceptable,> Mew's much higher voice replied in a dull drone, her lips making a wet smack as the parted from his ridge in order to rasp her rough tongue along the bulge on the underside of his cock.

<In the future, instead of acting like you're trying out for a stupid reality show, you'll work out your differences in a mature and respectful manner. Like through frank and courteous discussion... or sex,> Mewtwo prompted. This time, both kids repeated his words, but it trailed off into a jumble near the end.

<Close enough. Now... for your punishments. Mew, since you are so invested in being a 'nymphomaniac,' as you put it... For the next two days after you leave here, any time anyone other than a teacher offers you sex, you will refuse. You won't masturbate either,> Mewtwo commanded, driving the thought deep into Mew's psyche, where it would lodge into her subconscious. Mew winced visibly and gave a soft keening noise in her throat.

<And as for you, little brother, since you are so proud of your endowment...> Mewtwo paused for a moment, deciding how to word the punishment, <For the next two days, as much as you may desire sex, you'll be unable to get an erection at all.>. Arc's ears folded back and his tail drooped as Mewtwo planted the command.

<Maybe you'd prefer detention, but I figure you'll learn better this way,> Mewtwo said with an affectionate smile at his brother and sister's pouting expressions.

<Now... let's finish this and get you out of here,> Mewtwo purred, <ASSUMING DIRECT CONTROL! ...I've always wanted to say that.>

Mewtwo's powerful thoughts reached outward, easily enveloping the entranced children's minds. Their eyes glowed brighter again, as Mewtwo manipulated them. Mew surrounded herself with a telekinetic field, lifting herself to rest on Mewtwo's bony chest. Arc, meanwhile, moved down to sit on his massive balls like they were a cushion.

Mewtwo relinquished a portion of his control over the Pikachu, leaving him in a dull, nearly mindless state. In his mind, he left one driving thought, one motivation: pleasure your older brother and don't touch yourself.

Without a word, Arc obeyed. He wrapped his arms around the twenty-four inch shaft, beginning to pump. His fuzzy chest tickled the underside. He pressed his face against Mewtwo's flare, syrupy pre coating his muzzle. His fingertips tickled Mewtwo's barbs, making him grunt with pleasure.

Mew, however, remained firmly under Mewtwo's power, as he turned his attention to her. He gently gripped her by her rear, scooting her up. Opening his mouth wide, he took the tip of her penis in, suckling gently on it. The feline moaned and threw her head back. Her eyelids fell half-closed as she panted aloud, feeling Mewtwo's rough tongue rasping over her tip.

<Mmm... Arc, she's so hard right now. So hot... and I think she tastes very good...> Mewtwo purred to the boy. The mouse looked up from his work and saw his sister's shaft sliding across Mewtwo's tongue. His eyes went slightly wider and his own massive length gave a pronounced throb, growing more rigid than before.

Mewtwo smirked and bent Mew over. Moving with deliberate slowness so that Arc could watch, he placed his strangely-shaped fingers on either side of Mew's rump. She moaned as Mewtwo carefully spread her vulva wide, exposing her reddish inner flesh and her little black hole. Arc watched as Mewtwo placed his index finger at her entrance, hesitating for the briefest moment, before plunging inside her. Mew cried out in pleasure and Arc's cock twitched all the harder, a droplet of precum rolling down his head.

Mewtwo smirked, beginning to pump his finger in and out of Mew's little hole, caressing her tiny clitoris with his thumb. He wrapped a hand around her penis, stroking it up and down slowly. Mew wiggled her hips, gasping in delight.

Arc renewed his attack on Mewtwo's cock, caressing as much of the steely purple flesh as he could. Clear precum leaked from his flare, coating Arc's face and chest, matting down his yellow fur. Arc's eyes were focused on Mew, watching as Mewtwo's fingers probed her depths. His length throbbed all the more powerfully with every single yelp and cry of delight his sister gave.

<Arc, that's enough. Sit over here,> Mewtwo commanded, patting the arm of the recliner. The boy reluctantly pulled away from his older brother's length and did as he was told, sitting down and staring blankly ahead.

Under Mewtwo's power, Mew moved down and took Arc's place against the Chimera's flesh. She held it with both hands, beginning to rub it against her wet, fuzzy cleft. Mewtwo was far too large to fit inside her, but it didn't stop him from beginning to thrust his hips against her. She lay on her back against his stomach, his penis protruding upward between her legs. She rode his bucking cock, like a cowboy riding a bronco. Mewtwo's telekinesis kept her from falling off, but he let her take charge of moving. The child moaned as his precum coated her in profuse bursts, making her fur sticky and damp. Her penis slid against his, her own pre wetting the top of his flesh. Every time his medial ring or his barbs ground against her vulva, the little girl squeaked and have a full-body shudder.

Arc watched, unable to do anything else without a command from Mewtwo. His eyes were locked on Mewtwo's heavy, swollen cock gliding back and forth between his sister's thighs. His own prodigious phallus drooled and spurted powerfully, splashing the carpet with puddles of pre. His length bobbed up and down in time with his sister's thrusting, his pelvic muscles contracting in sympathy.

<Oh, my dear little brother. Her thighs are so soft and fuzzy... My cock feels wonderful as she writhes against me. Listen to her moan as my barbs tickle her clitoris. Watch her tremble as her foreskin catches slightly against my ridge. Look at how much of my precum has soaked her. This is what you love, isn't it?> Mewtwo moaned to Arc.

"Y-Yes..." Arc agreed, his eyes wide and his tail swishing. His face was flushed with arousal, making the red spots on his cheeks look much larger than normal.

<You want to see her cum, don't you? But even more, you want to see her make me cum, right?> Mewtwo asked, groaning vocally as his large balls began to churn and tighten.

"I-I do... I wanna see you both spurt..." Arc agreed, panting as his tongue lolled out of his mouth.

<Then let me see how much you want it. I'm about to go, and Mew is moments away too. You can't touch yourself or us, but you can still show how much you want it,> Mewtwo purred, his bulbous tail-tip swishing back and forth.

Arc did the only thing he could think. He began to hump the air violently, driving his penis forward as if it were a sword and he was in mortal combat with an invisible duellist. He stabbed and thrust, his golden-furred balls jiggling and bouncing below. His lips drew back in what was supposed to be a feral snarl, but merely looked cute instead. He grunted, low, rough noises from deep in his throat, "Unf, unf, unf, ungh!!!"

Watching Arc driven wild with lust, Mewtwo couldn't hold back a moment longer. He bucked firmly against Mew onevlast time and held his hips up, his muscles locking up. His cock pulsed rhythmically as more blood rapidly flowed into it. Its shape changed slightly, the bulge at the base ballooning outward and expanding. The barbs and bumps swelled too, standing out from the shaft rather than at an angle. The flare inflated outward, reaching the size of a small plate. With a cry of ecstasy that was both psychic and vocal, Mewtwo's testicles churned, his cock flexed, and an enormous spout of rich, milky purple semen erupted from the tip.

The jet splashed the ceiling, drumming loudly against the tiles and fluorescent lights, raining back down upon the room. The feeling of Mewtwo's hot, stiff member jerking and the steaming-hot drops of goo on her fur was too much for poor Mew. Echoing Mewtwo's telepathic and physical cry of joy, she too began to climax. Her cock twitched as it began to pump thick strands of bright, vividly pink spunk into the air.

The sight of his siblings sharing an orgasm overwhelmed Arc. Without ever once touching his fifteen-inch arousal, he felt the pressure build in his groin rapidly before breaking. His cock gave a jump, the head swelling slightly under the thick foreskin. A blast of viscous cum, resembling a fountain of molten gold, fired off into the air. The metallic liquid mixed with the pink and violet gel in messy, milky swirls, dripping from their fur, the upholstery of the chair, and pooling in the carpet.

Ecstasy gripped the three siblings as they fired off over and over. Mewtwo moved Arc over, finally letting the boy join them after his hands-free orgasm. Arc sighed in relief and delight as Mewtwo gently wrapped a hand around his cock, peeling down the foreskin to expose the head. He pressed Arc's cock to his own and Mew's, surrounding all three with telekinetic energy. He stroked their erections together, moaning as Mew and Arc's lengths rippled and pulsated against his. Hot, thick gushes of gold, pink, and purple semen arced through the air to splash against their fur, staining them a riotous mixture of colors.

Mew meowed and moaned as her cock erupted again and again, each surge of cum shaking her little body. Arc grunted and groaned, his ejaculations splattering wetly across the other two as Mewtwo's mental force stimulated his flesh. But neither could outdo the chimera as he bucked violently. He drenched them both with his bright purple cum, which spilled across them in mammoth gouts, running down their loins in rivers.

Arc sagged backward, moaning as his orgasm came to a slow and gradual end. Mewtwo released his cock, and it flopped with a very loud and very wet splat against the boy's chect and stomach. Arc leaned forward slightly, and began to lick at the head of his penis, letting the last of his salty-sweet cum spill onto his tongue.

Mew came down from her high soon after, nuzzling into Mewtwo's chest gently as she trembled uncontrollably. Mewtwo continued to tease her, tickling her mound and clitoris, making her whimper and shiver. She pumped Mewtwo's cock, feeling it throb powerfully with every spurt, her paws growing glazed with the chimera's violet spunk.

Mewtwo groaned, his cock giving several more lurches, splashing spunk over Mew's muzzle, Arc's chest and dribbling down his own balls. Then, the torrent came to a close and he sighed happily. He rested in his recliner, listening to his brother and sister panting and gasping, and the sound of thick, gooey liquid dripping into very deep puddles.

As the afterglow began to fade away, Mewtwo took the immense effort of sitting up. He sighed as he glanced around the room, "tsk"-ing in annoyance to see his bookshelf caked in a layer of semen. Despite the drowsiness threatening him, he reached out once more with his telekinetic power. Finding each and every droplet of multicolored semen, he wished it away, teleporting it all in a flash of light into the ocean on the other side of town. There were other methods of disposing of the mess that would have been less annoying to the sea life that he had just bukkaked. He could have evaporated it into thin air, but his mind was too tired and clumsy for such a delicate procedure.

He stood up, his fur pristine in the light of his window and the more artificial light from the bulbs above. Arc and Mew continued to lay in a stupor, both naked, both still hypnotized. Mewtwo climbed out of the recliner and picked them up by the scruffs of their necks.

Walking to the door, he opened it with his mind, creating a loud bang that startled the kids back to awareness.

<And next time, I won't be so nice. No more fighting! I'll see you both at dinner. Now, get out!> Mewtwo growled, as if he has been lecturing them the entire time. With that, he whipped his arms and unceremoniously threw the kids into the hallway, then slammed the door.

"Jeez. He didn't hafta lecture us for an hour like that..." Arc grumbled, picking himself off the floor and brushing the dust from his yellow fur.

<He does it because he loves us and hates when we fight over stupid stuff... like who gets the last honey bun at lunch,> Mew said, thinking back to the incident that had started the whole fight. Arc nodded in agreement... but then frowned.

"Heyyyy... where are our clothes?!" he asked, looking down at his naked body. There was a sudden flash and crackle of blue energy, and a neatly folded pair of school uniforms dropped on the ground before them. Mew and Arc sweatdropped, hastily slipping into their clothes.

On the other side of the door, Mewtwo snored, his cock resting in his lap, his books forgotten.

*****

The Headmaster sat in the shadows of his office, a variety of holoscreens hovering in the air in front of him. He smiled pleasantly, gesturing in the air to sort through the images.

Skye's back was arched, her tongue lolling out of her muzzle as two bursts of semen erupted from her penises, as Fire's cum overflowed her easily. The boy had his hand clamped around Skye's muzzle, apparently in some futile effort to stop her from being annoying.

Bugs was teaching Buster some particular sexual technique, using Lola to demonstrate. The image was captured just as Buster was leaning in towards Babs' muff, his tongue stuck out eagerly to lick. His oenis hung under him, still spurting in the aftermath of an orgasm.

Arc and Mew were nursing at either side of Mewtwo's cock, his purple cum spouting in the air. Their own hands were wrapped around their own penises, blasts of pink and gold semen firing off over the ground. Mewtwo's hugged them affectionately. In the background, their dinner sat forgotten.

The other images were similar. Apple Bloom and her big sister. Sweetie Belle and her elder sibling. Wily Kit and Wily Kat. Tiffany 'Gia and her mother, Britanny Diggers.

The Headmaster smirked. The day off was certainly for an administrative meeting and inspection of the campus... But it was also a test of one of the Headmaster's new inventions, hypersonic subliminal signal. He had programmed it with one message: "spend time with family."

It had been a resounding success. The Headmaster turned off the signal, smiling as the sun set over Breezeport. Everyone needed to spend a little time bonding with family on occasion, even if they had to be hypnotically cajoled into it.

Satisfied with the test and the happiness of the town, the Headmaster began drawing up plans for his next invention...