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Caln scratched his head as he entered the nurse's office, his tail drooping behind him, and looked around. The room was nothing special, a small space littered with an assortment of health posters and medical tools. More than half of the room was eaten up by two beds and the curtains surrounding them, making the space feel uncomfortably crowded. A messy desk cramped things further along the wall opposite from him, and in front of it sat a black furred mink he recognized as Miss Dulat, the academy's nurse. She continued typing on her laptop for a few moments longer, then glanced behind her. Crossing her legs, she swung around in her chair and gave him a bright smile, one eyebrow raised.

"Caln? Well, it's certainly not often that I find you in my office," she said, patting a stool beside her.

With a resigned sigh he moved over and plopped down on the stool, then held out his arm. Her smile widening, Miss Dulat began wrapping a blood pressure cuff around it.

"I'm only here because Professor Frederick said I had to come," he mumbled.

She raised a finger while she put on her stethoscope, then measured his blood pressure. Afterward she counted his pulse and placed a paw against his forehead. She frowned and handed him a thermometer, but didn't even bother looking at it when he handed it back.

"Well, your vitals are perfectly normal," she said with a shrug. "Though I'm sure Professor Frederick wouldn't send you here without a good reason."

"He says I'm getting... distracted..."

"Well, that's a problem, I guess?"

"No it's not!" At her inquisitive look, he sighed and let his pointed ears droop. "Uh, well, what I mean is that I wasn't zoning off any more than usual. Besides, I wasn't even the only one! History's just boring."

"Hm." Miss Dulat curled her tail onto her lap and began toying with tufts of the fluffy fur thoughtfully. "I can definitely sympathize, but there still has to be some reason why the professor decided to send you to me..."

Caln hesitated, tail flitting about, and began to scratch his head.

Miss Dulat rolled her eyes. "Want me to take a guess?" She tapped her muzzle and gave him an exaggerated expression of thought. "Since we're dead in the middle of spring I'm going to say that your classmates are to blame for your inability to focus."

"Uh... yeah."

Miss Dulat let out a tired sigh. "It's nothing to be embarrassed about, Caln."

Caln gave her a sheepish grin and nodded, tail swaying slowly. "Is it really that obvious though? I guess it has to be... how else would Professor Frederick of all people notice? It ends up feeling like we're all some kind of awkward third wheel whenever he's lecturing about his beloved Feran history."

"That does sound like him," Miss Dulat said with a chuckle. "But it doesn't matter how he noticed. What matters is that we get you treated. Normally it's not too difficult for males to tolerate the scent of a female in heat, so what's wrong this year?"

"I don't know..." he replied. "I don't usually have this bad of a reaction. This year my sister has it pretty rough though, so she isn't helping by leaving her scent everywhere."

"Actually, she did mention something like that during her monthly spring checkup."

"She did?"

"Oh yes, she's having a very difficult season this year and her meds aren't doing much about it. That's not too surprising though considering that the season tends to be a bit more challenging for wolves." Miss Dulat tapped the side of her muzzle thoughtfully, then shrugged. "Normally I'd let you get some rest or send you home, but it sounds like this is a consistent problem so I don't think there's anything I can do for you. You're probably going to need to see a doctor and get something prescribed."

Caln let out a sigh. Telling his parents would be embarrassing enough, but revealing just how much his sister's condition was tormenting him would be a thousand times worse. To top it all off, even if he set up an appointment right away it'd still be at least a week before he'd get to see anyone.

Lasting another week with his sanity intact was seeming less and less likely.

Miss Dulat watched him with partially closed eyes from her desk, her head propped up by an arm. A slight smile parted her muzzle and it widened when he frowned at her.

She chuckled. "Sorry, Caln. The torment on your face is amusing."

"This isn't funny!"

"Actually, the problems of youth are always funny, especially to an old female like me." She plucked a bit of lint from her tail and examined it up close. "So, have you tried handling the issue yourself?"

Despite the delicate way she broached the subject Caln still felt his face warm a little. "Uh... yeah. It, um, doesn't help much."

"Do you have a girlfriend then?"

His gave a short laugh, his ears and tail drooping. "Nope."

"Mm," Miss Dulat said with a shrug and nonchalant flick of her tail. "Well..." The mink blew the tuft of lint away, then stood and stretched. "I suppose I can help you out with a more natural remedy, but only because I like you and your sister, all right? Neither of you ever have silly complaints or come here looking to skip."

Caln's eyes widened as he watched Miss Dulat smooth down her patterned scrubs. Is she serious? He gulped as his eyes traveled along her ample bosom and the waving curves of her hips and butt that her tight-fitting scrubs did little to hide. The now familiar bite of arousal began to surge from embers to bonfire inside him, causing his cock to peek out of its sheathe and painfully press against his jeans.

She glanced down at him and caught the look he was giving her. A grin spread across her face as she crossed her arms.

"I'm flattered, but I wasn't offering myself wolfy," she said, laughing softly.

Heart thudding, he averted his eyes and rubbed the back of his neck. "Sorry, don't know what I was thinking..."

"Oh, but I do. You're hardly the first to fantasize about their nurse." She moved by him and pushed aside a curtain, then gestured for him to follow. "Not that I mind, it's just inappropriate considering you're a student here."

Bemused, he followed her beyond the curtains. His mind raced through possibilities as he trailed just behind her, wondering what she intended if she hadn't been flirting after all. They passed by her office's two beds and paused before a door. She reached into a pocket and produced a key, unlocked the door, then flipped on the lights and ushered him in.

The room he entered was smaller than the main office and windowless, which made the pungent scent of chemicals even worse. Shelves lined the walls and were mostly overflowing with objects he couldn't identify, but that had a medical appearance to him. Plenty of needles, bandages, vials, and other mundane medical supplies sat beside and between them. In the center of the room several pieces of weird furniture stood, most of them with numbers and soft padding.

Miss Dulat locked the door behind them, then moved over to a contraption sitting by itself near the far wall. It looked like a giant black plush rectangle. Half spheres protruded from the front and back that seemed to be made out of the same soft material as the rectangle. Aside from the needle-sized holes all over it the entire thing was unmarked.

The mink patted the top of the rectangle as he neared. "This is your girlfriend for the day!"

Raising an eyebrow, Caln eyed the contraption. "What?"

"Come on, Caln. Do you want my help or not?"

"Well, yeah, but I'm not sure what exactly it is that you want me to do with this."

She grinned at him, then tapped a hole at the center of the half-sphere nearest her. "Put your pee-pee in the hole. Do I really have to explain this?"

Blushing from her teasing, he frowned and looked at the half-sphere, noticing that there did seem to be a small hole where she was pointing. It looked tiny, but he could tell it was some kind of elastic material stretched over a much larger hole.

"Uh... I don't think this will help, Miss Dulat."

"You haven't even tried it yet." Miss Dulat's tail swished while she crossed her arms. "Trust me, it'll almost feel like the real thing." She leaned on it, propping her head up with an arm. "It's actually a pretty nifty piece of equipment. I just don't like letting anyone use it because it's a pain in the ass to clean, so don't tell anyone, all right?"

"Well, can't hurt to give it a try I guess," he replied uncertainly.

"That's the spirit!" She walked over to a small table in the corner and plucked a set of blue medical gloves from a box. She slipped them on, then returned back to him. "Let's go, pants off."

He hesitated, wondering if she was serious about stripping naked in front of her and mating this machine. Maybe it was all some elaborate joke...

Miss Dulat tilted her head and raised an eyebrow, arms crossed. "I've seen it all before, Caln."

Fine, fuck it. I'm going to stop worrying and just enjoy it. After all this is her idea, not mine, right? I've nothing to worry about. He gave a mental nod, already feeling himself relax a little, but anxiety was quickly being replaced by excitement.

He hooked his thumbs into his jeans and boxers, then pushed them down while pulling his tail up through the flap. He stepped out of them and walked over to Miss Dulat who was eying his cock appreciatively as it poked out of its sheathe.

She motioned for him to get in front of the sphere facing towards the door. "All right, let's start with this side. Let me help you get ready."

Raising his own eyebrow, he watched her come up behind him and place a paw on his hip after guiding his tail around behind her. He then heard her spit onto her other gloved paw before she reached around to his sheathe. Resting her muzzle on his shoulder, she began to softly lift and tease his balls with two wet, lazy fingers while she thumbed along the side of his sheathe. Her other paw slowly caressed his thigh while she did this, teasing him with a light touch that send shivers down his spine.

It didn't take long before his cock grew free of its confines, but Miss Dulat was ready to greet it with her gloved paw. She began jerking him when most of his cock had slipped into her grip, her thumb tracing the ridge of his cock's head while she gently nibbled on his flattened ears.

The gloves alone made for a new, amazing experience, but her skillful stroking multiplied it a hundred times over and was enough that he wondered about even needing the damn mating equipment.

The powerful stimulation quickly coaxed his cock all the way out from its sheathe and into her inviting paw, his knot already partially inflated. Her spit mixed with the ample precum that was now almost constantly pouring from the tip of his red, pointed dick. Strands began to glisten between Miss Dulat's fingers and a naughty, erotic sound grew louder as she increased her pace.

"You wolves sure do make a mess..." Miss Dulat said with a sigh, glancing down over his shoulder at her paw. "You're not very long though."

He felt his face flush. "I've never had any complaints."

A chuckle from the mink nurse tickled his neck, then, "That's because most girls are smart enough to only open one pair of lips at a time. Anyways, you may not be able to go very deep, but you definitely have a nice fat cock. For some girls that's even better."

Caln flicked his ears, unsure as to how he was supposed to reply to that.

"Okay, I think you're more than ready."

Shrugging, he moved closer, grabbed his dick, and began rubbing the tip against the hole to lube it up. Miss Dulat gently pressed against his butt cheeks, urging him forward. With a deep breath he shoved himself in.

There was a bit of resistance at first, then the elastic fabric slid over his cock and added a delicious layer of pleasure as it rubbed and pressed. There was another, shorter, ring that spread open as his cock approached, almost feeling like cushioned plastic or something, followed by blissful wet warmth.

His ears flattered and his tail and toes curled as he slowly entered that wonderful end chamber. It was tight and small, but otherwise a fucking fantastic recreation of an eager muzzle including the feel of sliding over a tongue and the drippy wet warmth deep inside. Eventually he even hit what would have been a throat, letting out a breathe of pleasure as the pointed tip of his cock rubbed against slick fleshiness.

"This... this is amazing!" he cried in awe.

Miss Dulat, who had remained close behind and who now had her arms wrapped around his waist, giggled. She rubbed her muzzle against his and said, "Didn't I tell you it would be close to the real thing? Even better, it'll trick your body and mind into thinking you've actually mated successfully, giving you the relief you need." She squeezed a butt cheek. "So go wild..."

Licking his muzzle excitedly, he began thrusting in a slow rhythm. The elastic fabric continued to squeeze and stroke, but gently discouraged his knot from entering, probably by intent. The expanding ring behind it didn't feel particularly great, but it was thin enough that he could mostly ignore it and instead focus on enjoying the tongue-like portion of the tube and its wonderful textures and warmth.

With Miss Dulat clinging to him, her husky voice teasing him and her ample bosom pressing against his back, he was pretty much losing it to desire and instinct. His mind screamed "finally" and a deeply rooted desire to deliver his seed began to overwhelm him. Breathing heavily, he grabbed convenient handholds on the sides of the mating machine and increased his pace, pounding deeper and harder with each thrust.

Eventually his knot was slamming hard against the elastic material and cushioned ring, bulging and eager to tie, while his twitching and throbbing cock continued to violate the machine's wonderful hole.

The machine itself adapted and kept pace with him, gradually increasing the movement of the "tongue" portion and making a swallowing or sucking motion every so often that sent jagged streaks of pleasure racing through him.

"Good boy... Pound that sloppy hole..." Miss Dulat breathed as she cupped her hands against his butt and rubbed the fur on his thighs. "Think of some slut of a female from your class and imagine her on her knees while you mate with her eager muzzle."

He let out a grunt in response to her encouragement, then gasped when she leaned forward, pressing into him, and fondled his balls with a paw while the other slid up under his shirt and began pinching a nipple.

"Come on dear..." She twisted hard on his nipple, sending a perverse rush of pleasure and pain through him. "Imagine her as an obedient bitch that's hungry for that bulging cock of yours..."

Gasping now as his desire and lust peaked, he leaned forward against the machine, Miss Dulat falling forward with him. Licking his muzzle, he imagined a girl from his class, a busty tiger with a perky ass that loved to show off her body. She adored teasing males by flashing her tits and going without panties, especially during the peak of mating season, but as far as the rumors went she considered herself too good for the Academy's males and so instead preferred her wide assortment of toys. Well, not today.

Closing his eyes he imagined Jainu hungrily eying his dick, her small feline tongue brushing across her muzzle. She gave him a desperate look, her maw opening wide. "Fine, take it all the way down your throat if you really want it that bad."

Miss Dulat giggled, then jerked him back at the apex of a thrust. She caught him completely by surprise, the motion pulling him out of the hole and leaving only the tip of his cock poking into the makeshift muzzle.

"What the hell?!" he complained. "I was just starting to get into it!"

"And that's exactly why I pulled you out. I want you to try the other side."

He paused, already wondering what it would feel like. A few moments later Miss Dulat's giggling brought him back to reality.

"Your cock's going crazy. I guess that's a 'Yes ma'am', then?"

"Uh... yes ma'am..." he replied sheepishly, tail swaying.

Miss Dulat guided him over to the other side which was nearly identical aside from where the handholds were placed. She fished in a pocket, then pulled out a tiny square package and frowned at him.

"I expect you to, uh, relieve yourself soon... normally you're supposed to wear a condom so it's not quite as unsanitary and a whole lot easier to clean... but if you promise to clean it up for me I'll let you go without. It's your choice, hon."

His excitement and arousal were so high that he didn't even bother thinking over it. "I promise I'll clean it!"

The mink shrugged, then gestured at the machine's hole. "Well, if you're sure, then have at it. Oh, do you still want me to help like before?"

He blushed, ears flattening. "If you don't mind."

Miss Dulat gave him a knowing grin, but nodded and moved up behind him when he repositioned himself. She returned to teasing his balls and playing with his nipples, something he never thought he'd enjoy.

Caln rubbed the sticky tip of his dick against the hole, then pressed in eagerly. His cock immediately touched something warm and wet, and he wanted nothing more than to shove inside it. Breathing heavily, he forced himself to take it slow and savor it. He inched deeper and felt the tight, wet tube enclose snugly over his pointed tip.

"Damn... it's really tight..." he breathed as he felt resistance to his entrance.

"It's brand new," Miss Dulat said from behind him with a content sigh. "Probably one that's a bit small for a wolf in the first place, though like I said you're also thicker than most. You're just going to have to give it some muscle..."

"Whelp, I've got no problem with that," he said, turning back to the machine with a grin.

In his mind he saw Jainu, the sexy tigress from his class, bending over a desk with her thighs spread wide and her tail lifted high for him. With her dainty, manicured paws she spread her ass open and in the process parted the folds of her dripping, glistening pussy. She purred at him in that same lusty, teasing way she did whenever she flashed a male, but this time she shook her ass at him invitingly.

"I'm going to give you my entire knot, you skank," he breathed. "I'll mate you until your pussy is raw and then make you take every last sticky stream I shoot so you can bear me a full litter."

Miss Dulat let out a lusty breath, her voice betraying her arousal and excitement. "Yes... just like that... Make her bear for you just like a good bitch is supposed to..."

Encouraged by both her words and the intimate way in which she was teasing his nipples, nuzzling his neck, and fondling his balls, it was all he could do to not go mad with lust. He clutched one of the handholds at the side of the machine, placed just as if he were holding an ample ass in place, and shoved his desperate cock into the opening.

The textured walls of the tube resisted him, but were powerless against his lust. He grunted as he pulled back, then thrust deeper. To his surprise the opening continued to tighten as he violated the toy, getting almost to the point where it was painful, but it also released more lubricant and that helped him force himself deeper and deeper. It wasn't long before the entirety of his dick was slick and slipping in and out of that delectable slit, his knot ramming against the elastic cover and angrily trying to force itself in.

"Fucking damn," he grunted as his pace became fervent. "You have the best hole I've ever fucked, slut!" In his mind Jainu was squealing, her tail wrapped around his waist, her pussy gushing as he invaded her with his meaty cock and threatened her with his throbbing knot. "Do you feel that, slut? It wants inside you, but I don't think you deserve it. Beg for the knot, bitch! Beg for it!"

Miss Dulat's own breathing was quick and shallow, her warm muzzle pressing against his neck and own muzzle. Both her hands were now at his crotch, slowly massaging and squeezing his balls while her splayed fingers ever lightly touched his knot, sending shivers down his spine and causing his cock to twitch.

"Mmm. Yes Caln, just like that! Mate that bitch!" She let out a rush of hot breath. "Fuck her raw and shoot your cum into her womb whether she wants it or not!"

Feeling his need hit a critical point, Caln stepped closer to the machine and slammed into it with enough force to shake it. He clenched his teeth together painfully, his tail a snaking storm of movement across Miss Dulat's back. His dick was in paradise, clenched down by the wet, warm, and tight passage that was oozing stickiness yet still delightfully resisting every intrusion of his twitching cock. Naughty sounds rang out from where his crotch and the black cushion of the machine met, and he could see that it was already a mess with sticky lubricant and his own ample precum mixing and running down the material to the floor.

He didn't care about any of that though. All he wanted was to mate that bitch Jainu raw before shooting deep inside her with everything he had.

With a soft howl he slammed hard, forcing his knot through the elastic cover with a loud, wet plopping sound. Then there was a moment of painful resistance, but he grunted and tunneled deeper with his hips, forcing his knot all the way into that tiny slit. It clamped down almost immediately after to his surprise, quickly sending him over the edge. Still rutting, his eyes tearing and the world blurring, he came hard.

His dick painfully twitched each time he shot a hot, sticky stream into the tube, his knot stirring the tube's insides as he jerked it back to the entrance before shoving it deeper. The acute moment of bliss from his orgasm thundered through him, stealing his breath.

Then it all came back in a rush, leaving Caln gasping for air. His dick ached as it eased its pumping, but with it came a powerful surge of satisfaction at the same time as his lust evaporated. His tensed muscles relaxed, revealing cramps here and there, but overall he just feel content.

"Did you enjoy yourself?" Miss Dulat whispered from behind him.

"Fuck yes I did. Holy crap, Miss Dulat! That was... incredible! I feel a thousand times better now..."

She chuckled while she detached herself from him, then moved around to the side of the machine and threw her gloves into a nearby trash bin.

"Well, good. That's two birds with one stone, then."

He looked at her with confusion as she grinned. "Huh?"

Miss Dulat moved forward and reached towards the machine. Her paws moved deftly, undoing latches tucked beneath flaps that velcroed into place. Tail waving slowly, Caln's frown deepened while he watched her continue unlatching the machine. When she finished Miss Dulat pried her paws into the seams and pulled the top apart, each half hinging down to the side. It revealed a compartment inside where an utterly nude female wolf was strapped in a way that left her unable to move, her head pressed against where the blowjob side's opening had been and her ass pressed snuggly against the fabric separating them. Her tail was wrapped by a series of straps and tied to parts of the metal frame above her in a way that kept it uncomfortably taut unless she pressed her ass back against the fabric.

Caln gaped.

Miss Dulat crouched down next to the female and pattered her on the head. "You did a wonderful job, sweetie. He's utterly satisfied." She paused, then tilted her head and grinned. "And if that isn't a look of utter relief and satisfaction on your own face then I don't know what is." She reached down and started undoing the straps holding the wolf's head, arms, upper body, and tail in place, then removed some kind of ring-device strapped inside the wolf's muzzle.

"You bitch!" cried the female wolf as soon as the ring was pulled out of her muzzle. Her voice cracked and she sounded on the verge of tears.

Miss Dulat shrugged. "I promised you that I'd solve your little problem, and I did."

"You're fucking insane!" the wolf said, her voice becoming hysterical.

Caln suddenly realized he recognized her voice. A sense of dread rushed over him, strong enough to almost stop his heart. In a shaky voice he asked, "Carly?"

The female wolf froze, then turned to stare at him wide-eyed, ears flattened. "Caln?!"

His sister's look of horror probably matched his own.

Carly was about two years younger, but smarter and wittier than he was. She was a runt, small for her age especially considering their tall and bulky parents, but she had always insisted that it made her cuter. As kids she had ended up as the perfect mix of little sister and little brother, so Caln had never regretted not having another sibling.

Now all those memories of a childhood spent happily together came crashing down, tainted by the sight before him and the realization of what he'd done to her.

The fur on her muzzle was still smeared with spit and precum from when he had unknowingly forced her to give him a blowjob, and the fur around her perfectly curved and perky breasts was frizzed from being lain on so long. In fact, most of her fur seemed to be ruffled, indicating that she had probably been in there for quite some time.

She averted her gaze, then crossed her arms to hide her breasts. Tears swelled up in the corner of her eyes. "Why, Caln?"

He tensed, then shook his head while raising his tail and both arms. "I didn't fucking know, I swear it!"

"Then what the fuck are you doing here with your knot shoved inside of me?"

"Because you weren't the only one having a shitty mating season! Between you and the girls in class I was fucking going insane, but I was also too fucking embarrassed to say anything! Miss Dulat said she'd help me and--"

"--you started thinking with your dick." She snorted and rolled her eyes. "Typical. Guys are all the--"

"Don't give me that bullshit! What the fuck are _you_doing here?"

She hesitated, then averted her gaze once again, tail and ears drooping.

"Oh, come on sweetie. It's not nice to keep that a secret after your little tirade." Miss Dulat was watching them both, her phone out and pointed at them. "She came here looking for help this morning and I gave it to her. In fact, you really should have seen her. Once her instincts got roaring she pretty much did whatever I told her, but no matter how hard I tried I just couldn't satisfy the slut."

Shocked, Caln looked down at his clearly embarrassed sister. "You fucked around with another female?!"

"I was desperate and not exactly in the right frame of mind!" she shouted back.

"And you're getting on my case about thinking with my dick?!"

"Calm down you two," Miss Dulat interrupted with a sigh. "Obviously I'm the one at fault here. I fed Carly some sedatives after having my own fun with her so she didn't have much of a choice about what happened. As for Caln, well, I told him it was just a sex machine and that wasn't a lie." She scratched her head and flicked her tail. "Hm. I'm not sure whether I helped spark something intimate or if I just traumatized two poor younglings for life, but oh well."

"What's the matter with you?" Caln said to her, shaking his head. "Why would you do something like this?!"

"Why?" Miss Dulat waved her tail and laughed. "Partly because tricking you into committing incest turned me on. Mostly because there are some sick fucks out there that will pay good money for the video of all this, including the Academy's chancellor."

"We'll fucking tell everyone!" Carly said, ears flicking up straight. "You'll go to prison!"

Miss Dulat shrugged, not bothering to even look at either of them as she tapped on her phone. "Sure sweetie." She glanced up and frowned, one finger tapping the side of her chin. "You know though, don't you have a more pressing problem?"

"What do you mean...?" Caln asked.

"What do I mean? Come on Caln, hon. You just let off the biggest load of your life right into your sister's fertile womb in the middle of her most potent season yet." She shrugged and went back to her phone. "And from what I saw you're knotted pretty deep into her tight little snatch, so it'll be hours before you slip out." She let out a laugh. "I mean, Caln is almost done, but Carly you still got some ways to go. Pups hurdle a girl more than just a little bit, you know."

Caln felt his sister tense, then saw her ears droop. A powerful rush of guilt flooded over him as the scene bloomed in his mind. They'd never be able to tell their parents where the pups came from and that would make Carly look terrible. Worse, Carly herself would always know... and his own pride would prevent him from leaving her to raise them alone. That would be all kinds of awkward, especially if either of them got into a relationship...

"Of course, I happen to have something for that..."

They both looked up and saw Miss Dulat pull a large clear orb from her a box beside her. It looked like an oversized marble, but he could tell there was some kind of fluid inside.

"Take this soon and you won't have to worry about pups." The mink hesitated. "Well, nothing is ever a hundred percent when it comes to the body, but it's virtually guaranteed."

He and Carly exchanged a look, then he asked, "So that's the deal, then? You want us to keep quiet in exchange for the pill?"

"Oh no, hon. I want you to say that you willingly fucked your sister on camera, and I want Carly to say she wanted it and wanted it bad. Smiles too, of course!"

He hesitated, but his sister answered for both of them.

"Fine..." she whispered, ears still drooping. "We'll do it... right Caln?"

"Uh, yeah..."

Miss Dulat smiled. "It's not enough for anything alone of course, and I'm not particularly worried to begin with, but a little insurance never hurt, mm?" She raised her phone. "Go on, dears."

They went through several renditions until Miss Dulat was satisfied. Afterward the mink sat on a stool beside a countertop, head propped up by one arm, and tossed the orb to Caln. His heart thudded as he reached out and caught it with both hands, shakily ensuring that he didn't drop it.

The orb felt hard and seemed too big to be an oral pill. He stared at it while he sister twisted around to do the same.

"It's a suppository," Miss Dulat said with unhidden amusement. "They don't make it that way normally. Sort of a home project, I'm embarrassed to say."

That fucking bitch... Caln clenched his teeth, unwilling to look at his sister.

"It's okay, Caln. Just wet it a bit and put it in."

He nodded, still not looking at her. "I'm, uh, sorry."

"Don't be. This isn't your fault... but if you had just talked to me I might have been able to help by watching what I touched or something." She let out a long sigh. "Not like I have the right to say that, though. I'm mostly angry at myself because I," she lowered her head, "sorta wanted it. A voice in my head kept screaming in joy while you mated me and I wanted to feel cum squirting inside me so badly..."

Yeah, well, I still should have questioned this from the start. It was just too good to be true. Sighing, he licked the suppository and pressed it against his sister's asshole, trying to get this over with as quickly as possible.

"Eek!" she cried. "Slowly, Caln! Damn."

"Sorry," he replied.

He let her lift her tail before slowly pushing the massive orb into her starfish. She grunted and flicked her ears as he forced the orb deeper into her butt, which surprisingly aroused him. He struggled to hide it, but realized he had failed when Carly sighed and looked back at him.

"Seriously, Caln?"

"What?"

"Your dick is twitching..."

"Sorry. I can't help it."

She blushed, then looked away. "It's okay. I don't mind... just keep going."

"Well," Miss Dulat said, startling them both. She chuckled, tail swishing, and turned toward the exit. "I think I'll give you two some privacy. You'll probably need to have a nice long chat to sort everything out anyways and Caln's knot isn't going anywhere anytime soon." She glanced back over at Caln. "Oh, and don't forget that you promised to clean my equipment, hon."

With a final mischievous grin the mink stepped through the doorway, leaving Caln and his sister awkwardly alone.