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Chapter 68:
Only For You

“I’m going to give you your scar.”

Owner’s eyes gazed down upon Ash and Ley like the heavens themselves, purple rolling across the gold like stormclouds. Deep pinks streamed through like rain that AshLey wished to be soaked in. She gently coaxed them closer, and they thrust their hips forward to close the gap and rest upon her abdomen.

“That’s right,” Mommy cooed, her hand rubbing soft circles around AshLey’s back. With every motion, she kneaded out the excited tension. AshLey groaned as they collapsed forward, tail shooting straight and then going slack as they sank into her. “Just relax for me.”

And they did. They let themselves lie limply against Her, head nestled against her sternum. Ash nuzzled against the mycelium-and-vine-covered wood, bunting against the hard plate beneath before letting her head rest beside it. She was theirs, and they were Hers.

Deep, calm breaths filled AshLey with the scents of their Owner that they would never tire of. Her cloves, Her smoke, Her musty wood, Her sweat and Her musk crawled through her mind, comforting her as if they could be comforted any further than Ash already was with Her collar around their throat. A long, contended sigh fell from AshLey’s smile and they found rest.

Owner shifted beneath them, reaching for the nightstand with «Alpha»'s paw. “This is going to hurt quite a bit,” Owner said seriously as her paw unscrewed the lid of the embers. “You won't be anesthetized like you were for your implant procedure.”

“Good,” Ash sighed. Her arms hung in a loose hug around Owner's sides. “You'll keep us steady.”

“Always, my love.”

Ash's heart fluttered along to Her words, but the excitement and anticipation gave way to relaxation as Mommy's hand resumed rubbing down AshLey's back.

“Often, florets receive a single line as their scar,” Owner told them, the tip of «Alpha»'s paw tracing a line at the nape of their neck. “But I have something a bit more… intimate planned for my special little girls.”

“Oh?” Ley couldn't help but ponder aloud as a breathy snicker pressed the side of Ash's grin against Owner's flesh.

“That's right~” Owner's core rumbled beneath her ribs. “I'm going to put my mark on you. Just like you put your mark on me.”

Ash grinned wider and she pressed in even harder, wiggling. “Thank you, Owner.”

Ley nodded their head against Her, “Seriously, thank you.”

“Oh, don't thank me so soon~” Mommy crooned, «Alpha» following it up with a, “I haven't even started hurting you yet.”

“Please,” Ash gripped a handful of Owner, just below the ribs, “Please cut me, Owner?”

“Your wish,” Ash shivered as she felt the tip of «Alpha»'s claw touch skin. It rested nearly in the middle of her back, about the top of her shoulder blades, “Is my command~”

Any semblance of breath evacuated Ash's lungs the moment «Alpha»'s claw sank into her flesh. Her body instinctively tried to curl from the pain. Had she not already been pressed against Mommy's tummy, it would have. But it didn't, and AshLey were happy to remain a perfect, pliant canvas for their Owner.

Then, Her claw began to slice, descending toward AshLey's hip in a straight line. Ash threw her head back, muscles tensing as she was cut. It was hard to tell how long or how deep the mark had been, but it was deeper than she had ever cut herself. «Alpha»’s claw pulled out and Ash slumped, the burn setting in as the air seeped into her wound. But Owner was far from finished, she found, as the tip of Her claw found the top of the mark again.

“Shhh, shhh,” Mommy whispered. “You're doing so well for me.”

Ash grit her teeth, nodding against Owner's chest.

“Green, my little songbird?”

“Green,” Ash managed by sheer force of will.

“Good~” «Alpha» hummed a burst of approval as Her claw sank in again.

Ash grit her teeth, muscles tensing as she resisted the urge to scream out as «Alpha»'s claw dragged her claw straight down beside their spine, forming an upside down V.

“What did I say about letting me hear those beautiful sounds, dear?” Mommy asked gently, hand rubbing circles on AshLey's lower back. “I want to hear my songbirds sing~”

“Aaaaaahaa!” Ash sang for her, gasping. “Yes, Owner!”

“Good girl, Ash!” Owner praised. “Almost halfway done.”

“Please,” Ley slid to the front to say, “Keep going, Mother.”

“Oh, I will, little doll,” Mommy's hand cradled the small of their back, holding them tight. “I will.”

«Alpha»'s claw set against their skin, diving just a hair more shallow as it drew a straight line across the upside down V to form an immaculate A.

“Fuuuh--huh! Huck!” Ash cried out. She growled, forehead pressing against Owner, ears flat and her leg shaking. The muscles quaked like they could run from the pain, from the burning air and the blood flowing.

Ash took a gasping breath and slumped forward, panting. Her back raised with each breath, the throbbing only amplified with each expanding inhalation. She groaned lowly, letting the pain suffuse her, letting the endorphins surround her like another hug from Mommy.

“Halfway there,” She assured them.

Ash nodded quickly, Ley disinclined to move.

“Green?” «Alpha» murred, core humming with untold need as Her claw pressed against flesh again - not piecing, not yet - just enough to tent the skin down.

“Green.”

Owner's cut was quicker this time, a swift slice straight down the opposite edge of AshLey's spine from Her A.

“Fuck!” Ash shouted, tail shooting straight behind her. She hissed, arm quaking, before the pain dulled to a low simmer again.  

“I’m going to count backwards from three as I make the final incisions, sweets, and I want you to count with me, okay?” «Alpha»’s claw took it’s place at the top of the freshest line, Mommy’s hand massaging back and forth from hip to hip. “Can you do that?”

“Yes, «Alpha»!”
Yes, Mommy!

“Good girls~” Owner sang in her blended tones of maternal affection and primal desire.

“Three~” she drew the word out the entire length of the cut, down and away from the vertical line at an angle.

“ThreeEeeEEEE!” Ash chirped, warbling as she counted for her Owner.

“Two~” Without ever pulling the claw out, Owner twisted it, drawing a sharp yelp from Ash. She fell against Owner, the muscles of her upper back twitching.

“Twoooo.” Ley sighed, reveling in the deep sting, the word vibrating from her throat on a wheezy breath.

When «Alpha»’s claw reached the line it twisted again, the opposite way. Slowly, so agonizingly slowly, she drew it in parallel with the first diagonal line. “Ooone~”

“One.” AshLey said together, grunting and grasping and falling slack against their owner as the sharp R she had carved into their back bled.

AR. Asherah Riker, their Owner’s initials carved into their skin, just as their initials were carved into her wooden horn.

“Oh stars, oh fuck,” Ash panted through the pain seeping from her back. She drew a short breath and heaved it out. “Thank you, «Alpha».”

Thank you, Mommy.

“I’m not done with you quiet yet, my little masochists,” Owner said. AshLey could feel the grin on her face, the joy in her song, as she reached off vaguely to the side.

“Hnnmm?” A tired hum came from Ash. She turned just in time to watch Owner pluck the jar of smouldering ashes -- the antidote to the implant’s overzealous healing factor -- from the nightstand.

“This next part is going to hurt, possibly more than anything you’ve ever experienced. But I think you'll be very happy with the results.”

Mommy’s fingers trailed up their spine, delicately skipping over their wounds on the way to rest Her hand on their shoulders. She impressed her inhuman strength upon them, holding them firmly but gently to her body. AshLey took deep breaths, arms tucked to their sides in anticipation as they waited.

As they heard «Alpha»’s claws clink against the glass jar.

As they struggled to decide between bracing themselves and going completely, utterly slack.

They felt the heat on their skin before they could make their decision, and they froze. The side of «Alpha»’s paw touched their back just below Owner’s mark. Ash twitched their right arm, unsure what to do. It was already so warm, and it only felt hotter the longer--

Searing flames bloomed across AshLey’s back. «Alpha»’s paw had tilted upward, sending an avalanche of molten ash into the still-bleeding cuts.

Ash screamed. She bellowed. She flailed both sides of sides of her body, unable to push hard enough to escape or thump Owner’s chest hard enough to convince her to let her. “Moooommyyyyyy!” Ash cried a shrill and terrible thing, begging and pleading her to stop over and over again. “Fuck! Fuck-fuck-fuck-fuck-FUCK! StohhAAAAA!”

It burned. It stabbed like a million million shards of glass fire being ground back and forth as «Alpha»’s paw pressed against them, kneading and packing their wounds full of the alchemical dust. The screams never stopped, their head spinning and their vision going white. AshLey’s throat felt like it would tear itself apart as she howled over Mommy’s hushing coos and soothing song.

The entire time, Owner just held them and took whatever thumps AshLey’s palms managed to land against her in her body’s primal efforts to escape the pain. And She stayed like that until they could do little more than sob, sending their entire body rocking against their Owner with every gasp and every cry.

She stayed like that, holding them firmly but gently, as sobs bled away into weepy breaths that threatened to turn back into cries if they breathed too deeply, or twitched in the wrong direction, stretched the wrong bit of sinew. The whole time, just holding them and whispering sweet things somewhere above their head as She cradled them.

In that embrace, they found stillness. They found that they needed to do nothing but sit there, straddling their owner with a trembling leg and limp, twitching tail, as she comforted them.

They lost track of time to the blur of joy and pain, unsure how long it took for the pain to finally subside from blistering heat to dull warmth - or maybe they had simply acclimated.

Maybe… shock…

Whatever it was that led to the peace they felt, it didn’t matter. They were safe. Mommy loved them. They were her floret.

They caught their breath some countless minutes after. They were gifted several more of rest before Owner’s hands gently brushed over the top of AshLey’s back, patches of hot ash that had clung to their sweat-soaked skin falling away. Ash worried for only a split-second about the mess it would make as the particulate rained down to the bed and floor below. Each pass made the duo’s body spasm as She touched Her mark on them again, a frequent reminder of what they had undergone for the privilege of others seeing that they were Hers.

“Mhanku,” AshLey mumbled into Owner.

“You’re welcome,” Owner rested «Alpha»’s paw and Mommy’s hand against either side of her body, fingers meeting behind Her floret’s back. Both handled them with care, and Her layered song - a song of maternal comfort and a song of primal hunger - flowed in even more clearly.

The drums in Her song banged even louder, and AshLey’s heart beat along. Pounding. Lungs pulling in more of Owner’s spicy, sweaty, dewy musk. Their entire chest aching as their own need for something rose as well. Ash’s head craned back, Ley’s jaw falling slack as they panted up at her, drawing in more and more of the stinging scent into their sinuses, letting it coat their throat.

They could smell how strongly Owner - «Alpha» - was wanting. They didn’t know how, but they could. And they wanted whatever She wanted just as much. They just needed Her to tell her what it was that She wanted.

“I have one more surprise for you both,” «Alpha»’s deep, throaty voice drew out the words.

“Owner has good surprises…” Ash nodded against Her.

Ash and Ley both felt the utter amusement in «Alpha»’s bassy, thrumming song and voice as she chuckled. “I hope you like your next one just as much.”

“I will.”

“You willlll,” «Alpha» growled, both of Owner’s hands squeezing AshLey just a little more firmly. They whined with increased need, the pressure of arousal building in their loins.

Owner stood from the bed, hands moving to cradle AshLey in a seamless motion. She turned and laid them down, back throbbing as their head rested comfortably on the pillow inundated with Her scent. Owner slid down to sit sideways, her right knee pulled up onto the bed half-crosslegged. Mommy’s hand hovered over their naked form, fingers trailing down from their chest, over their stomach, and down to their knees. Her fingers hooked behind AshLey’s knees, lifting and bending and spreading.

AshLey’s heart thumped as their clit - straining and leaking - pointed up at them, resting on their mound.

Owner’s eyes glimmered a brilliant, galaxial purple that twinkled like the cosmos as she smiled down at them. Her smile grew into a grin, Her thumb stroking up and down the back of AshLey’s thigh. They shivered, air pulsing out from their pursed, pouting lips. Their hands gripped at the sheets, elbows wiggling as they tried to not move their arms too much for fear of agitating the carving on their back.

“Now,” Owner said, leaning in a bit closer, “I said that I had one more surprise for you, but it’s really for us. For me.”

Ash whimpered.

Ley shuddered.

Owner’s fingers drew nearer to AshLey’s bits. AshLey’s eyes followed, losing focus for a brief moment when She touched them. There was a beat of nervousness under the shock of pleasure before they remembered one of the absolute truths She had gifted them: It was okay to be excited by Mommy.

Owner stroked a finger up their short length, Ash bunching their shoulders to a painful throb. They were sure that they had never leaked so much precum before they started on Class-Gs, but, now, another gush flowed out at Her touch, spreading slickness over their hairless mound and dripping down into the valley at the bottom of their belly.

Ash sucked air through her teeth, holding back a whine. Stickyyy!

With some manner of divine cognition, Mommy’s finger traced through that line, absorbing the offending moisture. She smirked, putting the tip of the same finger in Her mouth, forming a seal around it. AshLey had leaked again by the time Mommy finished humming to say, “Mmm. Delicious~”

Mommy moved her hand toward them again and, when she swept her fingers through the sticky streak again, they felt rather than heard a soft tone ringing through the base of their neck. It reminded them of the hearing tests they used to get in school, but they barely had a chance to recognize that similarity before their bits pulled inwards beneath Mommy’s fingers.

They gasped as the flesh reformed before their eyes, their clit shrinking into their mound until just the head remained, compressed into a delicate, concentrated bundle of nerves. Their bits, which had already been drawn up tight, drew even further inwards, the skin painlessly splitting and spreading. Changing, until--

We have a pussy?!

The only pussy they had ever seen in real life before had been their mom’s - back when they were a kid - and that’s exactly what it looked like they had between their legs.

Just with a lot less hair.

“Holy shit…” Ash couldn’t believe eyes. She didn’t know how she felt. Like so many other things before the Affini Compact, she had never dreamed -- never even dared to imagine -- that something like this might be possible. Especially not for her.

The idea rose in Ash’s mind to ask about being able to grow a bush like Mom had, but the thought popped like a bubble as soon as Owner touched their surprisingly sensitive pussy. Her head rolled back. Her back arched and dragged her Owner’s mark across the pillowcase as Mommy’s finger traced up and down the lips of AshLey’s new cunt.

Ash managed to push herself up on her elbows to look down at it. Her back burned anew, throbbing as the cuts flexed and stretched. Ash reached down to feel her new anatomy, but «Alpha»’s paw pressed them back into the bed, relieving the pain. She leaned over them, a salacious grin as She licked Her lips like a hungry xenra.

“Look at you, my perfect little daughters,” Riker murmured, her voice thick with hunger and awe as her claw traced the edge of AshLey’s newly-formed folds. She towered over them, making them feel every bit as small as they were. “These genitalia… were made for me. Only me.”

«Alpha» rubbed the pad of her finger up and down their cunt. Stars, they had a cunt! And it was so wet! She had almost gotten used to the way her clit leaked so much since she started the Class-G, but now it was coming from inside.

“This is Mommy’s knotpocket,” she whispered in that dusky tone that sent shivers up AshLey’s spine. “She might let other sophonts play with it, but not before she claims it for herself. It’s hers, no matter who else touches it. Do you understand, songbirds?”

AshLey shuddered, breath hitching before breathlessly answering, because when Mommy asked a question, She wanted an answer. “Yes, Owner.”

“Good girls~” Owner praised and a convulsion-inducing shot of approval burst in their head and prickled down their spine. Their hips rolled forward, pressing them against Owner’s finger and Her song sang into them. Their ears flapped and tail wagged along to the quaking of their limbs.

It was a matter of moments before the residual shockwaves of pleasure wriggled their way out through AshLey’s fingers and toes. They took a deep breath. Eyes that had rolled toward the ceiling found their way back to Owner, to Mommy, and most certainly to «Alpha» as She pulled her leg under her, rising onto a knee on the bed.

“Did Tsundra,” «Alpha»’s song snarled as Owner said their name, “show you how to get a knot ready?”

Ash nodded quickly, dry mouth already working up drool as her eyes drifted down to the red-and-orange patch of autumn leaves between Owner’s legs.

“Good,” Owner smiled down at them with raging purple eyes. “Now come to Mommy, little ones.”

Ash threw her arm forward to rock herself up. The cinders in their back grated inside their torn skin and it hurt so much that Ash nearly fell down to the bed. But she persevered.

Eyes on the prize as always, huh?

“Yesss,” Ash growled. Ley chuckled in their mind, and Ash wasn’t sure if the raspy laugh on her lips was hers or her sister’s. Regardless, she felt Ley’s wind in her sail driving their body toward Owner.

AshLey stumbled toward Her on their knees, waddling like a toddler. Owner slid her knee further onto the bed, lowering herself with a widening stance until Her bush was the same height as their head. Were they less fervent with need, they might have mused about how She had a literal bush between her legs, but there was no time for thoughts like that as they collapsed face-first into the shaggy pile of soft leafs and grass.

A plume of pollen and spores billowed into the air, sparkling and shimmering like stardust in the candlelight. The cloud glittered like golden galaxies around Ash’s head, clinging to their skin and filling their lungs with Her as Ash dove back in.

Her hands clenched the vines of Riker’s thighs. Her nose brushed through the foliage, each breath and each turn of the head bringing her that much closer to the source of the intense musk soaking every breath and every thought with the dark spice of clove and the raw, resinous bite of damp wood. Beneath it all, an oily Xenrani sweat, warm and feral.

Ash’s shoulders shuddered, another twinge of the ever-ebbing pain from the lovely gashes on their back as her lips found the mound of soft alabaster not-flesh. She moaned, hands gripping «Alpha» all the tighter, the slightly salty taste of Mommy’s not-skin spreading on their tongue.

“Fuuuuummffff!” Ash moaned into «Alpha»’s sheath, lips pursing to kiss it with the need blooming even more wildly in her loins.

This was it.

This was what she needed.

Ash moved her head from side to side. Leaves brushed over her nose and against her glasses as she kissed across the bulge beneath. She stuck her tongue out, trying to use it and her lips to tease open the folded flesh. Unlike Tsundra’s sheath, Owner’s sheath was too big for Ash to get her entire mouth over it.

But she’s sure as fuck trying.

Ash was unphased by her sister’s tease as the dank flavor stuck to her tongue, too eager to stop. It was thin and syrupy at the same time, little strings bridging from her lips to Her sheath, snapping like spider silk as Ash licked her lips. Each lap, kiss, and swallow coated their mouth with the mild taste of sweetened water, tinged with a taste of what she had been so intent on smelling.

“«Good bitch»,” «Alpha» growled above them. Ash giggled giddily, moaning her thanks into Her as She began to grow against AshLey’s mouth.

Her cock bumped against Ash’s lips as it moved beyond its sheath. Soft pink skin was met with worshipful kisses and licks as it just kept growing, Ash leaning back between some combination of trying to keep up and being actively pushed by the cock as it pressed against her chin. When she had been pushed far enough, Ash shuffled back on her knees to look down at Owner’s cock.

It was everything she had come to expect of her owner, and yet it was somehow more. Owner sported a hair more than nine inches from the root beneath the now sweat-matted leaves of her bush to the tip that looked convincingly human. It looked to have the same ridges and lines on the underside like any other human cock Ash had seen, until it didn’t. Until about half way down the shaft, where Owner’s skin was pulled tighter and glossy, bulging out smoothly on either side. On the side of the more human portion, a brown mole caught Ley’s eye, while a green vein  caught Ash’s on the sleek part, just above where it widened.

It was familiar and alien at the same time. Human and Xenrani.

Mila and Tsundra?

It was perfect.

Ash cradled it from underneath, staring at it reverently before gazing up at her Owner. At some point when she had been buried in Owner’s bush, she realized, music had begun playing. Soft rhythmic strings and bass. Like a pack of xenra playing R&B or jazz.

“It’s romantic, isn’t it? The candles. The music. Is it how you imagined it? Is this how you’d hoped it would be?”

Ash nodded. Slowly at first, but picking up speed the more their face contorted and vision smeared through the tears. It was perfect. Everything was perfect. Ash never thought she’d get to experience anything like this, and now that she was, it was overwhelming her with so much joy.

“Oh, sweetie,” Mommy reached down, lifting them to her chest. Ash hugged Her tight and She hugged back perfectly. “It’s okay.” Her hand stroked up and down their back, careful to not agitate Her sigil that throbbed with every gasp and cry.

Ash nodded again in assent, rubbing her face against Owner’s shoulder. She squeezed in tight before wailing. “Thank youuuu-huuu-huuuuu!”

Their knees squeezed their owner, that endless well of wetness still dripping between their legs -- now trickling down Owner’s belly.

Ash didn’t know what to do. She didn’t know what to think. She definitely didn’t know what to say.

We don’t have to do anything, Ley gently reminded, smiling in their mind.

She was right, and if there was one thing Ash did know, it was that she was happy.

They spent a few minutes tangled like that with AshLey resting their head on Owner's chest. Every breath from Ash drew in more of the musk wafting over from Owner's armpit, and each lungful of twinkling spores and heady musk calmed her further. When she was able to breathe normally again, Mommy leaned them back, hand cradling their head, and stared into their eyes.

Her voice rumbled through them both, mind, body, implant and soul. “I love you.”

AshLey smiled back, a big goofy grin. Stars, they loved her too. But before they could tell her, «Alpha» leaned down and licked their cheek, soaking up all the tears.

“Eeeehehehe! Mommyyyyy!” Ash giggled. Mommy licked ‘er like a xenra! Ash lickeded her back like a puppy!

And we’re such a frisky little puppy right now aren’t we, Ash?

Ley squeezed their thighs around Owner again, pushing their new cunt against Her. A new surge of need rang through them clear as a bell.

Ash hummed her groaning need in response. Yessssss, she told Ley, they were!

Owner laughed a lil bit, her whole body makin’ AshLey's new mommy pocket buzz like a beehive where it was pressed against Her. They whined some more, feeling how happy Owner was before Mommy said, “Then let me get my little girls nice and comfortable, hmm?”

Ash giggled an’ Owner put Ash and Ley down on the bed nice and soft! One of her hands was a hand, but the other one was a paaaw! It was Mommy AND «Alpha» holdin’ her! They looked up at her and coun’t believe how pretty she was. Owner crawled on toppa them and their whole chest went boom boom boom when she looked into their eyes. They feeled like they could hardly breeve they was so squiggly inside.

“Are you ready?” She asked.

Well, Ash? Are you ready?

“Wruhh!” Ash yipped, then giggled! Ash didn’t know what Owner was ‘bout ta do, but she was so ready for whatever it was!

“Good,” Owner smiled. It made Ash feel all sticky inside

She got lower, her big strong legs keeping Her from squishing ‘em. Even though she was sooooo big, Ash and Ley didn’t feel anything but totally safe as their big, big Owner that looked like a mix ‘tween xenras and humans floated above them.

They was just a little bit scared of something goin’ in their peepee for the first time, though.

“Are you nervous?” Owner made sure they was okay. Her ginormous peepee was so close to AshLey’s hole! The hole just for Mommy!

“A little,” Ley told the truth for both of them.

“It’s okay,” She whispered like she was sharin’ a secret, “It’s my first time, too.”

AshLey giggled really soft! They wasn’t nervous no more! Knowing it was Mommy’s first time too made everything feel okay and special and all that was left was how excited they was and that need that felt like bubbles in their belly.

A need that Mommy's aboutta take care of~

A need that only got bigger and leaked out on the sheets when Owner reached down between them an’ used a hand to rub the end of Her peepee and down against their mommy pocket.

They bit their lip and howled like a woof, more sticky excitement leaking out from somewhere down there. They look up at her and did their best puppydog face!

It musta worked, cause She leaned down even closer! Owner’s peepee was so hot as it started slidin’ inta the hole Owner made just for Her.

It was like nothing they ever felt before. It wasn't like when they did sex with Tsundra or anything with any toy ever had. The only way it was like that was how full they felt. It felt so GOOD to be full. It was so so so good to be filled like that! Especially by Owner!

Owner's legs slided down the bed behind Her until She couldn’t go no deeper. Her leafy bush tickled Ash and Ley's peepee at the top of their mommy hole. They shivered, an’ squirmed, an’ flapped their arm out. It was so weird, but it was so good!

“Nnnggg!” Ash whined. “Mommy! It's too biiiig!”

“Its the perfect size for you, songbird~” Mommy pulled halfway out before pushing back in. “Well… almost~”

«Alpha» talked to them again when her bushy tickled AshLey’s peepee. “After all,” She growled, “I made it just for you. And I knew I had to be able to break my little girls in. Properly.”

Waaaah! Just hearing that had made their hole squeeze around Her super tight! It was hers! They were hers!

A whole bunch of super extra good girl feeling asploded from behind their eyes, down over the ouchie Mommy gived them, and into their mommy pocket. In the midst of the music surrounding them inside and out, AshLey recognized a new note from Owner plucked like the finest harp string.

Pleasure.

Owner chucked softly under false breaths. “Does it feel good for you, little ones?”

“Ye-hes!” they whined even though it hurted, hands pulling at the sheets.

“Good,” Owner told them as she pulled it out and pushed it back in again. “It feels good for me, too.”

«Alpha» went as deep as She could.

Oh.

Mommy's bush tickled their clit again.

Oh.

They were making Owner feel good!

Oh!

“Mommy!” AshLey cried. Their whole hole wiggled, grabbing onta Owner's peepee as She kept sliding back and forth. Stuffing them full with Her peepee that looked like Mila's mixed with Tsundra's. “Mommyy-eee-eeee!”

Their whole body fluttered again, squeezing down. They felt all tingly between their legs!

Mommy made their pocket for them.

They gasped.

«Alpha» made Her peepee for them.

They whined, squeezing tight.

Owner did everything for them.

They whimpered, arms reachin up ta grab Her however they could as they fluttered even harder.

They.

Were.

Hers.

“Nnnnnnnuuuuuuuaaaaaaaaahhh!”

Their entire body wiggled around Owner. A whole bunch of cummies - it HAD to be cummies - squooshed out around Owner like AshLey was going pee!

“Nyuhhhhh!” they squealed. They cummed. They was sure they cummed! And Owner owned that too!

Owner hilted Herself inside and stayed still as Ash and Ley rode out their orgasm together. Reaching and whining and writhing, each movement only drawing their own pleasure out that much longer. And it drew the cords of pleasure in Owner's song out as well.

“Mowner…” they slurred their words, still so full, still riddled by aftershocks from their stuffed, still-quivering mommy pocket.

“I'm almost done with you, my good girls~” «Alpha» teased, craning back to look at them with a fang-filled grin. “My «good bitch».”

Ash's ears perked up at the growling language. It wasn’t like being dragged up from the depths of the sea. It wasn’t even like floating up through clear water. It was like clawing her way up through a vat of milky, pearlescent cum, dragging herself through the pure product of ecstasy until she gasped a breath and collapsed, floating on the semisolid surface.

Her cum-drenched tail wagging in the puddle beneath them.

The wider, smooth, slick spot near the base of «Alpha»'s cock grew. Just behind their pussy lips,

I think that’s our labia,

just past the entrance to the cunt Owner had given them without asking, it inflated and expanded. It stretched their straining pussy even more than it had been. It stretched them even further than Tsundra's cock had stretched their ass. But as much as the stretch burned, it felt even better.

Ash and Ley realized together that Owner was knotting them. Ash let out another mewling, pleading groan for somehow more, trying to pull herself closer still to Owner even though She was already locked deep inside. Meanwhile, Ley let out a rolling groan up and down along to Owner’s song in their mind.

They couldn't even squeeze around her, no matter how hard their body tried as another orgasm wrung them out.

As they came again, at least the second time they had done so, «Alpha» growled, claws digging into the sheets as Her cock started twitching inside AshLey.

“Ohhohhooooooh,” Ash’s voice fluttered as she realized that «Alpha» was cumming too, her vocal cords reverberating Owner’s song in a way her cunt could not for having been stretched so wide. Filled so much.

Again, the pressure grew, but this time deeper inside. A warm, sticky, feeling - both physical and emotional - filled them. They whined as Owner’s cock just kept twitching, more and more desperate as the pressure grew and grew until it felt like they couldn't take it anymore. Just when they thought their belly would burst, another gush of fluid flowed out around the base of Owner's cock and released a portion of the pressure.

They whimpered, breaths shuddering . Each one dragged in a new scent. It was a rich clove and light maple. It reminded them of Mommy's milk and the slick they had licked from Her sheath. Only now, it was even headier, even heavier, soaked and soaking AshLey in Owner’s «Alpha» musk.

Before AshLey could think about the fact that they had just been fucked, let alone the fact that they had been knotted in their cunt and pumped full of sap, and how happy it made them, «Alpha» reached back and dug a claw under their back. She reared back, lifting AshLey's shoulders from the bed, a wide grin as She leaned down and sank Her teeth into their shoulder.

They hissed, the pain nothing compared to the ashes that ground in their back but still enough to feel sickly satisfying. «Alpha» rolled her head from side to side, her fangs piercing that much deeper. The trickle of blood down AshLey's skin felt cold. Certainly, their Owner's knot tugging at their entrance and Her pleasure radiating through Her song helped.

They stared up at her, dazed, when she pulled back. She smiled with the warmth of the sun and licked her lips clean. They were so exhausted their ears lay flat as they caught their breath.

That all changed with a surge of adrenaline at the sight of «Alpha» reaching for the jar of smouldering embers again.

Ley froze, ready to endure the pain. Ash on the other hand, yelped. “No,” she croaked as Owner poured a handful into Her paw. She weakly raised her hand on the same side that had been bit, shaking it, “No!” Owner just looked at her with that predator grin, like a wolf that had just cornered a helpless bunny, and pushed Ash’s hand back down to her side. “No, no, no, no, nooooooOOOOOOAAAAA!”

Ash screamed again, helplessly stuck beneath «Alpha» as She packed the bite She had given them with the burning sand. Ash's tail twitched and her leg kicked, but there was no running from this pain. Not that Ash wanted to, even if her frightened prey animal body would try.

Owner hugged AshLey tight with both hands, dragging AshLey by the knotpocket as She rolled them all over. They collapsed on her chest as She stroked their back. The music from the hab's hidden speakers faded until all they could hear was Her joyous song.

Ash giggled again, feet doing little kickies and hands opening and closing as they reached for Mommy. She rubbed her head back and forth in hard, tired strokes that folded her ears with each bunt against Her.

“Lovu Mommy,” Ash sighed.

“Thank you,” Ley whispered.

“I love you too,” Mommy whispered back. “Now get some rest. You've had an exciting day.”

“Okie, Mama,” Ash snuggled in nice and close, as much as she could with her aching and overfilled belly.

“There you go,” she cooed softly. “Sleep tight, my good little puppy. My good little doll.”

AshLey sighed and, eventually, the calming song and the rhythmic rise and fall of Owner's chest lulled them to sleep in Her arms. Wearing Her collar. Bearing Her scars. Filled, with Her love.