Dark grey clouds covered the slowly rising sun, ushering in a dark and dreary Sunday morning. A cool gust blew through the trees of Hollow Shades, rustling the leaves and filtering into Chris’s open bedroom windows.

Seated at his desk, Chris leaned back in his chair and stretched, his back cracking loudly as he reached for the ceiling. A yawn escaped him as he rubbed his eyes, trying to get the sleepiness out of them. Groggily, he got up to close the windows, figuring the ominous clouds and strong winds meant a storm was on its way. He hadn’t taken a good look at the weather schedule for the week, but judging by the dark clouds rolling in, things were going to get wet.

With his windows properly shut and locked, he returned to his desk where he continued to ponder how he had been woken earlier that morning. He’d been awake for the past several hours, having been startled by a strange dream, one that had given him a new muse for his metalworking.

The result of said inspiration now rested on the main part of his desk, surrounded by scattered bits of twisted iron, pewter, and copper. There, standing in different poses, were a handful of miniature ponies clad in archaic armor. There were nearly half a dozen earth ponies with tiny spears clutched in their hooves, several pegasi with their wings spread wide—some to be made to look like batwings, while others still needed to be covered in tiny, metallic feathers—and to top it all off, there were a few unicorns, their heads held up high, as if they were casting a spell.

He couldn’t remember the exact details of the dream, just that he woke with the need to sculpt the little guards. It wasn’t the first time this had happened; most of his best work came from dreams he had. Like that earth-inspired dragon he had made a few months ago out of bent keys and old bits. It had been a birthday present for his eldest sister, Penumbra. That too was inspired by a particularly weird and vivid dream, one where the creature he sculpted saved him from a pack of timberwolves he was running from. The beast took out his assailants with one swipe from its gigantic, earth-formed tail, then quickly scooped him up into its arms.

He remembered clinging onto the dragon for dear life, finding a strange comfort of safety in the giant creature’s bosom as it carried him into the sky. It wasn’t exactly a nightmare, but it wasn’t a good dream either. Whatever the case was, the dragon had a certain... quality that reminded him of his oldest sister, so he felt she should have the sculpture. He figured it might have been because of how much he looked up to Penumbra, often thinking of her as his second mother.

Smiling at his older memories, Chris let out another big yawn, then cracked his neck and gave his shoulders a quick roll before returning to his work. Gingerly picking up one of the figurines in his fingers, he studied it closely, turning it left and right. A frown touched his lips when he saw that the armature for one of the wings was bent awkwardly. If not fixed, it would give the pegasus―or batpony, he hadn’t decided yet―a weird, misshapen look once it was finished. Picking up a pair of needle-nose pliers, he carefully gripped the thin metal strip before twisting it back into place.

He tweaked and played with the piece of metal for a few more seconds until he was satisfied with the corrections. Placing the figure off to the side, he picked up one of the bits of scrap metal lying around the desk and, grabbing a file as well, began to fashion it into a rudimentary clump of feathers. Before he could get too far along though, a dull thumping noise came from the closed hatch that lead into his room.

“Eh, w-what…?” Chris muttered as his concentration was broken. “Oh, um… hold on a second!” Returning the unfinished figure and tools to their proper places, he pushed himself up out of his chair and made his way over to the hatch. With a quick, precise kick, the trapdoor swung open and the ladder folded down into the hall below.

“Come on up,” he said nonchalantly before turning and making his way back to his desk.

There was a moment of silence before the soft clip-clop of hooves could be heard ascending the ladder. After a few seconds, a night-blue bespectacled face popped up and peered into the room from the hatchway, a piece of jam-covered toast in its mouth.

“Gwwd mwrning, Wnii-chan!” Moondrop mumbled out in a sing-song voice though the slice of toast. Tilting her head back and using her forehoof, she quickly wolfed down the rest of her breakfast. With that, she pulled herself up into the room, revealing a tray of food balancing precariously in between her splayed wings.

“I made you some breakfast!” she chirped as she happily cantered up to him. Turning sideways, she presented the tray, revealing the food upon it.

A plate of buttermilk pancakes sat in the center of the tray, covered with slices of bananas, strawberries, blueberries, and whipped cream. Maple syrup was drizzled over the stack, the sticky-sweet liquid seeping into the fluffy cakes. There was also a plate of scrambled eggs, chunks of cheese, mushrooms, and peppers mixed in. Strips of bacon laid across the eggs, their edges blackened slightly. Several pieces of slightly-burnt toast rested on a third plate, along with small bowls of butter, jam, and cinnamon. A glass of orange juice wrapped the whole ensemble up nicely.

“Whoa, Specs!” Chris said in awe as his mouth began to water. He eyed the impressive display hungrily, his stomach letting out a low growl. A quick glance at the clock told him that it was half past eight in the morning. He had gotten so wrapped up in his work that he had lost track of time, and thus completely forgotten about getting something to eat.

Turning back to Moondrop, he gave her a grateful smile. It was extremely unusual for her to bring him breakfast like this, but he had a good idea why she was doing it. Even though he was still wary about what had taken place the last few days, he was way too hungry to question his sister's generosity, especially when it looked and smelled that good!

“You really didn't have to do all this for me, Specs,” he said, taking the tray off her back before carefully placing it on what little free space he had left on his desk. “But, this looks really delicious!”

At his words, Moondrop let out a happily squeal, dancing back and forth on her hooves.

“I know, but I really wanted to and I made it all by myself!” she tittered, turning to face him. “Moonie said she hadn’t seen you get up yet, so I figured you were busy with your sculpture thingies and forgot to eat the most important meal of the day… again.” She rolled her eyes before giggling again. “So, I figured I’d make you something special, as a kind of thank you for yesterday!”

Chris stiffened, his smile turning strained. He knew the reason why she brought him food, but to hear her say it just brought the memory of yesterday’s events swarming to the surface of his mind. They had barely managed to finish washing her sheets before their mother and older sisters had returned earlier than expected, meaning they just barely got away with it. He wasn’t sure if he could take anymore close calls like that and it made him start to overthink everything they were doing.

“I-it really wasn’t that big of a deal, honestly,” he stammered. “I was just, you know... helping you out.”

“Right, like how it was really helping me when you stretched me open and looked deep inside my pussy,” Moondrop teased with a giggle.

“T-that was just... I mean I was just trying to, umm...” Chris tried to counter as his cheeks reddened, but he didn’t really have an excuse. He knew there was no defending it, he enjoyed himself just as much as she did, so it wasn’t all just for her.

“It’s okay, Onii-chan,” she said, leaning in to give him a quick kiss on his cheek, which brightened his blush. “I was just teasing you!”

“Ehh, r-right...” Chris said as he touched the cheek she kissed. Even with how conflicted his emotions were, he was still enjoying the attention, but that thought caused him to cringe at himself.

I can’t believe how far this has gone... I slept with another one of my sisters for Luna's sake!

He groaned quietly under his breath as he looked over the amazing breakfast platter before him, thinking that he somehow didn’t deserve his sister's kindness and affection.

It was bad enough when it was just Moonie, by now I’ve gotten Specs wrapped up in this too!

Worry began to well up in his chest, yet he was unable to figure out why. Both fillies had been fine with it. In fact, they had both asked—no, pleaded—for it… so why did it always feel like he had done something wrong? Was it even wrong to begin with?

“You’re so cute when you blush, Onii-chan.” Moondrop said as she leaned forward and nuzzled him lovingly, oblivious to her brother’s conflicting emotions. “But I really did appreciate what you did for me and I just had to make you something extra special as a thank you!”

Her words did bring Chris some comfort, but not much.

“I actually had fun making this for you,” she continued, leaning back to give him a warm smile, but soon her ears slapped back as her confidence started to wane. She looked back to the food and studied it for a moment, tapping her chin with a hoof. “Although I might have cooked the eggs for a bit too long... I hope they're still okay.”

“I’m… I’m sure they’ll taste just fine, Specs,” Chris said, trying to sound encouraging as he pushed his confused emotions away for later consideration. He looked over his meal again, catching the sweet fragrance of mouth-watering pancakes and eggs, causing his stomach to growl again, only louder than before. Reaching for the silverware on the tray, he paused upon noticing what was lying beside them.

“Um, Specs. What are these?” he asked, holding up a group of thin, long sticks that were covered in chocolate.

“Oh, those!” Moondrop said, her tail flicking about excitedly. “Those are called ‘Pocky’ sticks, silly! They’re a snack food from Neighpan! I thought you might like to try some!”

Chris hummed curiously as he eyed one of the sticks, then mentally shrugged before taking a bite. He rolled the taste around in his mouth for a few seconds before swallowing.

“Well!?” Moondrop asked with a few eager bounces, her eyes wide and ears perked.

“It tastes... it tastes like a chocolate-covered biscuit,” he answered plainly.

“Well, yeah… but did you like it?”

“Well, it’s okay, I just thought...” he started to say, but upon seeing Moondrop’s expression, he quickly changed his mind. “I-I mean, it’s pretty tasty, Specs. T-thanks.”

Moondrop let out another squeal, dancing in place again as her wings fluttered by her sides. “I knew you would like them, Onii-chan! They're all the rage in Neighpan!”

Laughing softly at his sister’s admittedly adorable antics, Chris picked up the fork and dug into the pancakes first. Once he cut himself a generous piece, he discovered that there had been pecans mixed into the pancake batter as well.

Damn, she really went all out on this...

He made sure that he had some banana slices speared on his fork as well before popping the delicious-looking morsel into his mouth. Instantly, his eyes widen in surprise at the explosion of flavor that filled his mouth.

“Specs,” he said around a mouthful of food, “this… this is delicious!”

“R-really?” Moondrop asked, peering up at him with wide, glimmering eyes.

Swallowing the indescribable pieces of food in his mouth, Chris nodded. “These are, without a doubt, some of the best pancakes I’ve ever had!” The taste of buttermilk, banana, and pecan filled his mouth, along with a faint hint of… something that he couldn’t quite place, but tasted oddly familiar.

Taking another chunk and quickly shoveling it into his mouth, he took his time to really savor all the unique flavors. Chewing on the bite of pancakes for a few more seconds and still not able to identify what that mystery ingredient was, he swallowed and finally asked, “What did you put in them? There’s like... something in the batter that I can’t quite place, but it’s really good!”

“O-oh my gosh... You... you really like that?”

Chris gave her an odd smile before chuckling, picking up another bit. “Well, yeah, but I don’t know what it is. What’s your secret ingredient?”

“O-oh, well it's, umm...” she started to say, fidgeting nervously with her hoofs. “Um, well, i-it’s… it’s just mom’s usual recipe.”

“Come on now, don’t gimme that!” Chris said with his mouth full of pancake. “These are way better than mom’s and I know you added something to it! Come on, tell me!”

Moondrop let out a bashful squeaked, scuffing at the hard wood floor with a hoof. For some reason, a dark blush had spread across her cheeks and she was unable to meet his eye. “You know… eggs, flour, butter, some salt, baking soda, buttermilk, pecans.” Trailing off, her blush, impossibly, got even darker. It was always hard for her to keep a secret when pressured, and she started to crack. “I… I may have added a... special ingredient of my own, though.”

“Oh yeah?” Chris hummed curiously as he took another bite. “So what is it? Come on, you got to tell me!”

Moondrop opened and closed her mouth wordlessly, her face practically on fire. Her glasses were even starting to steam up.

“Y-you see... I added a really special ingredient t-that came from a very special place, deep within my... h-heart,” she added, fidgeting shyly in place, not daring to look him in the eye.

“Yeah?” Chris said as he took notice of his sister's strange behavior, the sight worrying him slightly. “And... what is the ingredient?”

Moondrop squeaked again and turned away, placing a hoof over her burning cheek. “I-I... I added... m-my… my l-lo… l-l-lo…” she stammered, struggling to get it out, her tail thrashing back and forth. She bit her lip and clenched her eyes shut before finally blurting out, “My l-love! I put my love into them!”

Chris froze and his eyes widened, another forkful of pancakes halfway to his mouth. Instantly he recognized the mystery flavor as that of slightly tangy blackberries.

No...

S-she… she didn’t…

Taking a seat on the floor and placing both her forehooves on her cheeks, Moondrop shook her head about as she giggled wildly.

“W-well, I just couldn’t stop thinking about how... how you said you liked the way I tasted yesterday,” she continued, still unable to look him in the eye as she held back her giddy giggles. “A-and you just kept licking and you seemed to like it so much, s-so I thought... w-well I just figured you’d really like my f-flavor in your breakfast, and so I just kind of... and I just kind of… into the batter, and… ooooooh, Onii-chan ate my love cakes and said he liked them! I can’t believe it!” Letting out a high-pitch squeal of delight, she turned and bolted down the hatchway, tittering all the while. She didn’t stop, but shouted back as she reached the hall. “I love you, Onii-chan!”

Chris just sat there, staring at the opened hatch through which his younger sister had quickly fled his room, the nectar-laced bite of food suspended inches from his gaping mouth. Slowly, his sights turned back to the food on his fork. He stared at it in equal parts fascination and horror, his mind trying to process what was happening.

She… she put her… in the pancakes? Wha…? I can’t keep eating this, can I?

A mixture of emotions ran through his head as he tried to figure out how exactly he felt about this current turn of events. On one hand, his sister had essentially mixed her… essence in with the pancake batter, but on the other hand, he had been eating it directly from the source yesterday. Admittedly… it was also pretty tasty, and he was hungry.

He studied the morsel for a few more seconds before shrugging and, with only a moment of hesitation, popping it in his mouth. Again, an explosion of flavors hit his tongue, and unlike last time, he could taste his sister clearly.

“I wonder how much she put into this? What did she even do to get it into the bowl?” he mumbled, only to pause his chewing when he realized what he was thinking. Sighing tiredly, he shook his head before returning his attention back to the miniatures on his desk.

Trying to put what his sister did out of his mind, he continued to work on his project for the next hour or so, occasionally pausing to pick at the breakfast Moondrop had graciously made him. The eggs were indeed a little burnt, but the mixture of mushrooms and peppers definitely made up for it. The bacon was cooked just the way he liked it. Overall she did a good job, and as sickening and perverse as it was, he didn’t mind the little… extra flavoring that she had added.

After having finished most of his plate, he looked up to the clock, seeing it was nearing ten o’clock. Thinking he should get up and stretch his legs some, he decided to see what Moonie and Specs were up to. He quickly finished off what he could of his meal, not waiting to be rude and leave it unfinished, then picked up the tray. He then descended the ladder to his room and made his way to the kitchen.

Silverware and empty plates clanged together as he made his way downstairs, walking through the almost eerily quiet house. He lazily deposited the dirty dishes into the sink with a somewhat loud bang that echoed into the empty rooms before glancing around. A book was open on the counter, several pieces of paper strewn about it, along with a notebook filled with notes. A calculator rested off to the side.

“That’s strange…” Chris muttered as he moved around the island counter to get a better look at the papers. It took him only a moment to see that they were math notes, as well as half-finished homework.

“Why would Moonie leave her homework out and about like this?” he wondered aloud. It was a little odd considering Blue Moon was never one to just leave her precious work lying around like that. Too often one of their siblings would ‘accidently’ spill juice on it, or put it away into some random book shelf, or just hide it to mess with her. Years of this had instilled an almost predatory instinct in Blue to protect all her belongings, not just her homework.

Where in Tartarus is she now? Come to think of it, where is Moondrop?

Neither of them had plans today, if he remembered correctly. It was Sunday and usually they would always hang around the house, especially in the morning. His other siblings on the other hand almost always had plans for the day. If he remembered right, the twins Nocturne and Evening were at their acupuncture job, and his mother he knew would be with her book club until late in the afternoon. He would have seen his eldest sister, Penumbra, by now, so he took a guess and figured she must have been out collecting herbs for her work like she always did. Dawn... well, he was pretty sure she was home as well, but where was she?

“Moonie, you around? Specs? Dawn?” he asked, glancing around one last time. Getting no response, he shrugged before exiting the kitchen. He was about to leave, but then stopped and looked back at Blue’s scattered work. Almost without thinking, he scooped up the loose papers and placed them carefully into her notebook for safekeeping before heading out again.

Exiting the kitchen, he made his way through the dimly-lit house, heading for the staircase. It was still early in the day, which meant he could probably get some more work done on the miniatures before the others started returning home. If he was lucky, he could finish them up within a few days.

Despite the house having five floors total, the stairs ended at the third floor. They opened onto a common-room like space that was filled with a coffee table, bookshelves, and a few beanbag chairs, as well as nearly a dozen or so pictures hung up on the wall. To get to the fourth and fifth floor, one had to walk down a hallway to a secondary flight of stairs that would lead them upward, a newer addition to the home once their family became too large for the original three floors.

Walking down the hall, Chris passed by several doors that lined the interior wall. There was a bathroom, a linen closet, a room that was more storage than anything else, and the guest bedroom. Walking along, he hummed softly to himself, his mind already upstairs with his projects as he planned what he was going to do. He was so lost in thought that he didn’t notice the second-to-last door creak open.

As he walked, he heard the sound of something zipping through the air before he suddenly couldn’t move anymore. Quickly looking down, he saw a thick rope had wrapped itself around his chest and arms, and his eyes widened immediately. Letting out a startled yelp, he had no time to react before he was yanked back, falling flat on his ass as he was pulled into the blacked recesses of one of the rooms he so carelessly passed.

“No! I’m sorry!” he shouted as blackness surrounded him and the door slammed shut behind, sealing his fate.

Unable to see in the pitch black that crowded his vision, Chris whimpered in distress as he was jostled about by his unseen assailant. With expert levels of execution, coils of rope wrapped around his wrists and ankles, binding them together. He struggled against his new restraints, but before he could test their strength, the sound of leathery wings flapping filled the room as he was hoisted up from his bindings. His captor let out a strained, angry grunt, then tossed him through the air onto something surprisingly soft.

“W-wait, hold on, I—umph!” he started to cry out, only for something to land on his stomach, knocking the air from his lungs. Blinking back tears, he stared upwards through the darkness to find a single glowing violet eye glaring down at him, the other hidden behind a current of long black bangs.

If Chris’s heart wasn’t racing before, it certainly was now. He might not have known what he did to bring on her wrath, but he knew he was in trouble. In the back of his mind he kicked himself for passing her room so carelessly, but it was too late now. There was only one pony in the house that he never wanted to cross paths with during estrus season, and that pony was now currently staring down at him with a burning eye of pure hate.

“Um, h-hey… hey, Dawn,” he stammered out, chuckling nervously. “Ehh... What’s up?”

“You...” Her rough, ice-cold voice growled as her only visible eye narrowed. The pressure on his stomach increased as the weight shifted forward.

Swallowing audibly, Chris tried to put on an innocent smile but failed. “M-me? What… what about me?”

“You were making an awful lot of noise outside my door, dweeb!” Dawn growled out, a pair of fangs flashing in the dark, prompting Chris to cower. “Banging around with dishes and throwing them into the sink! I could even hear you stomping up the stairs all the way from the bottom floor!”

“H-hey, I wasn’t stomping up them,” Chris tried to defend himself. “I was just walking normally! Besides, I—gah!” The fangs snapped in front of his face, silencing him. By now his eyes had adjusted enough to the darkness that he could make out the mare that was currently seated upon his stomach.

Dawn had a stereotypical dark-gray coat, a more common color for most batponies. Her medium-length black mane was shaved on the side, the rest coming down to hang off the left side of her face. Her beautifully bright, violet eyes were framed by thick layer of pure black eyeliner that even continued on to her cheeks in little spiky points. She painted two little black hearts on her right cheek and wore some grey makeup to try and hide the darker-grey freckles that spotted her face, but some still poked out and were clearly visible. Both of her ears were pierced with two bars at the top and one skull that rested at the bottom. Her bottom lip was pierced as well with a single silver ring right in the middle to match her other accessories. She was decked out in one of her usual outfits: a black shirt that covered her chest and forelegs with a pink-and-black pleated short skirt, complemented by the fishnet stockings around her hind legs. Her whole ensemble was completed with a black leather collar around her neck, and stud-lined bracelets about her forelegs.

“Chris… my dear, little brother…” Dawn growled out, her pierced bottom lip twitching in a sneer. She called him that, even though she was only one year older than him, if that. “You know that I lov… that I tolerate you, but you can be a real pain in my flank sometimes, you know that? You out of everypony in our family should know better!”

Chris stared up at her, genuinely confused. He knew she was angry at him for supposedly making too much noise, but other than that, he was at a loss for what he did. “W-what… what do you mean? What did I do?”

“Are you serious? How can you be this dense?” she snapped, before groaning and slapping her hoof to her forehead. “Come on Chris! You’ve lived with us for years now, and you know when all of us go into heat! Everypony is on Estrus Break, for Luna’s sake! And you should also know that when it’s this time of year, I need total... and absolute... quiet!” She growled at him before leaning up and pointing to her pierced ears with her hooves. “You know how sensitive my hearing gets when I’m like this!”

“I-I’m sorry, Dawn,” Chris stammered as he tried to make himself as small as possible. “I didn’t even realize I was overly noisy, honest!” He practically shouted the last part, causing Dawn to wince and cover her ears as she folded them back against her head.

“Not so loud, dumbass!” she growled, angrily pushing a hoof into his chest. She glared at him for a moment before groaning and shaking her head. “I’ll never understand how the three of you can be so fucking loud! I mean, seriously! Have you no respect for others in this house?”

“Hey, that’s not true, I…” Chris began, only to trail off as a look of confusion crossed his face. “Wait… what do you mean ‘three of us’?”

“What do you think I mean? I mean you and them!” Dawn snapped, pointing a hoof off to the side.

Blinking, Chris followed her hoof and peered about, only for his eyes to widen again. There, tied up in the corner of the room, was Blue Moon and Moondrop. They were propped up against one another, nervous looks on their faces as they watched events unfold. “Specs? Moonie!?”

“I don’t know how you guys can make so much noise! There I was, trying to get some sleep after working a fucking double shift, but these two were being all giggly in the kitchen like a pair of mindless schoolfillies!” Dawn growled, glaring over her shoulder at the pair. “Galloping around on the hardwood floor, up and down the stairs constantly, and laughing about who knows what! Do you know how loud hooves can be on wooden floors in this house!?”

“I-I told you I wasn’t galloping, I was—” Moondrop whimpered, only to let out a squeak when Dawn turned and snarled at her. Ducking down, she tried to make herself small and hide behind Blue, her tail tucking up against her body.

“Don’t start with me! Whatever you were doing, it was loud and annoying!” Dawn grumbled, rubbing her temples with the edges of her hooves. “Up the stairs, down the stairs, up the stairs, down the stairs, so on, and so on. Not to mention all the chattering and giggling in the kitchen. What were you two even talking about?”

“NOTHING!” Both sisters quickly responded, making Dawn wince again.

“Enough shouting!” Dawn cried as she held her ears again. “I’m at my wits end here! It’s already hard enough to relax with this Luna forsaken heat, but all the pointless noise… it’s just too fucking much! I’m exhausted and you… you idiots are keeping me awake!” As she spoke, her tail whipped about and lashed at Chris’s legs.

“S-so you tied us all up?” he asked, finding some flaws in her logic.

“I had to find some way to shut you all up,” Dawn huffed. “And I was in the middle of chewing them out when you came stomping along. So now we all get to have a nice chat about respecting that some ponies in this house have worked long, countless hours all week and just want to sleep but can’t with their estrus cycle and incredibly loud siblings bouncing around like a bunch of immature foals! Seriously, is a little peace and quiet so much to ask?”

Suddenly, her whole body gave a shudder as her ears flapped against her head. She nearly collapsed, but saved herself by placing both her forehooves on Chris’s chest. Biting her lip, she started to knead his chest as she fidgeted uncomfortably and stared off into a random spot in the room with a blush. She was quiet for a moment, but the sudden scent of a heated mare filled Chris’s nostrils, faintly tickling his senses. He noticed right away that she smelled a lot spicier than Blue and Moondrop, but he still enjoyed her scent, much to his chagrin.

“Great, now I’m getting worked up again,” Dawn muttered darkly with a sigh, her hips shifting slightly. “I can smell you and it's...” she whispered, but then growled angrily. “Great, this is just great! It took me nearly an hour to get rid of this with my stupid cooler, and now it was all for nothing! I’m never going to get to sleep with my room smelling like… like…”

“Like, what?” Chris asked as she trailed off, but she said nothing while she stared blankly into the dark room. Her head slowly turned as her nostril flared every now and then. Soon, a frown started to appear across her face.

“Wait...” Dawn said as she turned to her bound siblings, taking in a big whiff of air through her nostrils.

“What?” Blue asked worriedly.

“I can’t…why can’t I…?” Dawn muttered before taking another deep sniff, her scowl deepening. “Why can’t I smell anything coming from you two?”

Both Moondrop and Blue stiffened, their eyes going wide at her question.

“W-what... what do you mean?” Blue asked, grinning nervously.

“Your estrus!” Dawn snapped, eyeing the two of them curiously. “I can smell Chris’s amaz―I mean his musk, but I can hardly smell anything coming from you two! Both of you should be the smelliest things in this room!”

Moondrop squeaked in surprise and looked away as her cheeks glowed with a bright rose-red.

“I-I don’t know what you mean, Dawn” Blue answered nervously. “I’m still a filly you know... I haven’t even gotten my first heat yet.”

“You think I’m that stupid?” Dawn deadpan. “You were just bitching a few days ago about your first heat. We even talked about it... remember?”

Blue cringed, but didn’t say anything else, knowing she was caught in a bad lie.

“Something’s not right...” Dawn said, her eyes narrowing at her sister's silence as she continued to study the pair. “Come to think of it… why are you two so overly cheerful today, especially this time of the year? Why aren't you both in your rooms writhing in pain and trying to get sleep like me!?”

“H-honestly we don’t know what you’re talking about,” Moondrop stammered out. “We’re just happy because... because... it’s… it’s just, you know… s-such a lovely day outside?”

Dawn gave her a blank look before turning to the closest window in her room. She leaned off Chris slightly and stretched her wing out to grab the string to the blinds. Lifting the blinds slightly, she revealed a dark and cloudy day. Heavy rain fell from the sky as the howling winds whipped the trees back and forth. Branches and leaves jerked about as small pieces of loose debris were tossed around in the air like they were nothing.

Grunting angrily, she let go of the blinds, letting them stay open slightly as she turned back to her cowering sister. “I have to give you that. It is nice day out, but that still doesn’t explain why you both don’t smell like a cart full of rotten fruit! It’s estrus season! You two should both be suffering like me, but you’re not!” she growled, glaring down at the two from her position on Chris’s stomach. “Something's not right here, and I want some answers! Now!”

The shout caused her younger sisters to jump.

“Well, it’s just that... y-you see, we—oof!” Moondrop stuttered, but was interrupted when Blue elbowed her in the stomach.

“I can explain!” Blue quickly shouted in a whisper as to not hurt Dawns ears.

“Well?” Dawn asked after a long moment of silence had passed.

“I, uh… I borrowed Moondrop’s cooler this morning after she, uhh, showed me how to use it?” Blue offered tentatively, only to trail off as she realized how unbelievable her own words sounded.

“Your inexperience is showing, Sister,” Dawn sneered. “Coolers don’t get rid of your heat, they just treat the symptoms. You should have known that, especially if Moondrop was trying to teach you how to use one. So, I’ll ask again, what happened to your heat?”

Chris was starting to sweat as his mouth dried out from all this interrogation. This could be it for him if Dawn found out what he did with their siblings. Their younger siblings. If Dawn told their mother the shameful things he did, she would kick him out for sure and he would lose one of the most important parts of his life. There was just no way he could go on without his family in his life. He couldn't let that happen, but what could he do? There was nothing he could say to save them all, so he had to just lay there and hope that Blue’s intelligence would shine through and get them out of this situation somehow.

Feeling somewhat hopeful, Chris looked over to his younger siblings to see if they were coming up with a plan.

Moondrop opened and closing her mouth wordlessly as if she wanted to say something but stopped each time.

Blue was biting her lip and fidgeting around nervously in her bondage, swallowed audibly.

“It’s just that, uh… Blue and I, well we, u-umm... well we’re both experiencing a mild estrus cycle this year?” Moondrop finally said with a fake-looking smile. The smile grew more strained as Dawn continued to glare at her. Ears folding against her head, her eyes darted back and forth behind her glasses, glancing first at Dawn and then at Chris. Sweat began to trickle down her brow.

Oh sweet Luna. I’m sooo screwed... Chris thought as he looked up to the ceiling, wondering if his mother would even let him live after this.

Dawn glared for a few seconds more before a sly smirk slowly began to spread across her muzzle.

“That’s some top-notch bullshit, Weeb,” she said. Though her voice was soft, it still sent chills down the others’ spines. “You know that all of our cycles are bad thanks to mom’s genes, so don’t even try to pull that shit with me.”

Both bound sisters whimpered and looked down at the floor, not daring to look Dawn in the eye.

Dawn looked over the two with a contemplative look as she rubbed her chin with a hoof. Suddenly her eyes widened as if a lightbulb went off in her head.

“You two are hiding something big... You found a way to beat estrus, didn't you?” She said in a deceptively calm tone. “Just tell me your trick. I promise, whatever it is, I won't tell anypony. I just want in on it.”

Blue frowned at Dawn's words cautiously, but Moondrop seemed to brighten up, almost smiling.

“Bingo,” Dawn whispered softly with a sly smirk as she eyed her new four-eyed prey, causing Chris’s eyes to widen worriedly.

“I bet it felt sooooo amazing to get rid of your heat, didn’t it, Weeb?” Dawn cooed in a friendly manner.

Moondrop bit her lip, slinking down further behind Blue. “U-umm... well...”

Dawn’s smirk widened and she continued to push her sister, getting the reaction she hoped she would. “I bet it did, didn’t it? I bet it was the best feeling in the world to finally find relief. Was it one of your friends that helped you? Was he handsome?”

“Oh, yes! He was so very ha—” Moondrop stopped almost immediately once she realized what she was doing and bit her lip before shaking her head wildly, almost throwing her glasses off her muzzle. “No! I-I mean no he wasn’t! I mean, yes he wa... I mean I didn’t have a friend come over at all! You know we can’t do that when we're in heat! We’ll get pregnant! And I don’t even have any stallion friends!”

Dawn raised a curious eyebrow at Moondrop, humming to herself as she started to get the answers she needed. “That might be true, but you can always find a male from another species to help you if you travel out far enough.”

Both Moondrop and Blue gulped audibly at that.

“Honestly, Moondrop, you can tell me!” Dawn cooed, keeping up her friendly act. “I bet it was that cute transfer student. You know the one... that young griffon colt from your class you were talking about a while ago. How amazing did he feel? I bet it felt divine as he slid into your heated depths, scratching that burning itch deep inside you where even your cooler can’t reach, filling you with his soothing seed.”

As Dawn purred lustfully, Moondrop whipped about in her binds. Her tail tucked up against her body, pressing against her groin tightly to hide her arousal.

“I-it felt... I mean…” she whimpered, her hips shifting about. She could feel her will to stay silent steadily slipping away. “It was... it felt...”

“Specs,” Blue whisper worriedly, catching Moondrop’s attention. “You can’t say anything. You have to be strong!”

Moondrop nodded before turning back to Dawn. “I d-don’t know what you’re t-talking about... And I never even talked to that student. Plus, he went back Griffonstone for Estrus Break.”

Dawn growled in anger. She was so close to breaking Moondrop, but her heat was started to drive her insane and she was losing her patience. Letting out a snort of annoyance, her wings flared wide, the dark-purple appendages appearing almost black in the gloom. “You are going to tell me what you’re hiding, and you’re going to tell me now! Tell me, or so help me Luna, I’ll twist your teats until they fall off!”

Moondrop let out a squeak, clamping her hind legs together to hide her vulnerable, sensitive nipples. “N-no, please don’t! I really like my teats!”

Dawn growled, flashing her fangs at the two before he eyes widened again, another idea popping into her head. “No, even better. I won't just twist your nipples off. I’ll go to your room and take all those stupid action figures you love so much and rip them out of their packages!”

“Nooooooooooooo!” Moondrop shrieked in horror, her eyes widening with alarm. “Those… those are collector’s sets, mint-condition! You can’t just take them out of the boxes! They will lose all their value!”

“Then talk!” Dawn snarled. “I know you want to share how great it felt to find relief! Now tell me, dammit!”

“I can’t, I just... I... I...” Moondrop cried as she tried to hold back. She bit her lip almost hard enough to draw blood, clenching her eyes shut tight, doing all she could to not blurt out what happened to save her collection and teats. She could hear both Chris and Blue Moon in the background telling her to not say anything, but she wasn’t that strong...

She just wasn’t...

Moondrop took in a deep breath before quickly blurting out all at once, “Yesterday Blue told me that Chris and her shared a really super kawaii kiss and then they had the best sex ever and it was the most amazing thing, so then I wanted to do that too, and I saw Chris in the kitchen the next morning and I got so excited and begged him to help me do the sex, and then he said yes and I was so happy and he played with my nipples until I came really hard, then he spread me open and looked inside my pussy, which I thought was kind of weird but also really hot, and then he just started to lick me down there, and I couldn’t believe it, but his tongue felt so good on my pussy that I came really, really hard all over his face, and then I asked him if I could suck his cock, so I let him fuck my throat, and it was the hottest thing ever and I almost came just from that and then my heat was burning like it never burned before so I turned around and then let Chris fuck me! Me fucked me so hard and so good I came really, really, really hard for a third time and he came inside me and it was the fucking best thing I had ever felt in my entire liiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiife!”

Moondrop ended her rant with a sob and hung her head in shame, her ears folding against her head. “I-I’m... sorry, Onii-chan...”

“Holy shit, Moondrop...” Blue whisper, too stunned to say anything else.

“Fuck, Specs,” Chris said as he let his head drop back into Dawn's bed. This was it for him... It was all over after this. He wasn’t sure how he was going to be able to live without the ones he loved the most in his life, and he didn’t want to think about it. Still, it didn’t stop his eyes from welling up with tears.

Moondrop... Blue Moon... I’m so sorry... I really fucked up…

Dawn remained motionless, frozen stiff on top of Chris, her mouth hanging open in awe as she stared blankly at Moondrop. The room quickly fell into an eerie silence, the only sounds that could be heard was the storm howling outside and the quiet sobs coming from Moondrop herself.

Chris gritted his teeth and clenched his eyes shut, anger and sadness mixing into a confusing cocktail of emotions in his mind. There was no way in Tartarus this would end well for any of them. He knew Dawn would tell their mother or even their other sisters about what she discovered, and that would be it. The end of his life as he knew it.

Even though he was angry with Dawn for what she did, he realized that he couldn’t blame her. What they were doing—no... what he did with his younger sisters was completely wrong and he knew it, yet, he still participated. He had no excuse since he was the older of the three; he should have known better.

Dawn must really think low of me right now...

Chris bit his lip and fought back more tears as memories of his older sister flooded his mind. He could vividly recall how she helped him deal with a group of bullies that used to pick on him when he was younger. Her words still rang fresh in his mind...

Don’t let those fuckwads walk all over you like that, dweeb! You’re stronger and older than half those pricks! For Luna’s sake, you’re almost as strong as Penumbra! Stand up for yourself and don’t let them see how their actions affect you! Stay stoic and strong!

Chris couldn’t help but smile at the memory as a small tear ran down his cheek. Blunt as it might have been, he was able to stand up to his bullies after that speech, and he never forgot her advice. He never really thought of himself as a confident person, but ever since that day, it became a lot easier for him to find his inner strength when he needed it the most. But now... now it was all... wait... what?

Opening his eyes again, he looked down to where Dawn was currently straddling him, squishing her amazingly warm and soft crotch into his stomach. He couldn’t see what was happening since her black and pink pleated skirt was in the way, but it felt like... it felt like her hips were... grinding on him?

Just then, he started to noticed another odd feeling coming from underneath her skirt. A growing damp spot was starting to spread out from between her legs, soaking his shirt in its warmth.

Is she... turned on?

Chris silently tilted his head up, his eyes slowly coming up to meet Dawn’s, who was now looking straight at him. He flinched back in shock once their eyes met, but he then furrowed his brown in confusion when he didn’t see a burning anger behind her bright violet eyes like he was expecting. Instead he saw what looked like... sadness?

“I-is... is that true, Chris?” she practically whispered.

Blinking up in bewilderment at her complete change in mood, he just laid there, not sure what to say at first. Was she just so disappointed with him that she couldn’t help but cry? Whatever the case may be, he started to see her new question as a chance to deny everything and try to lie his way out of this. He could say that Moondrop was running on one of her all-nighters while writing her more lewd fanfictions, so she was just delirious and tired. Yeah... that could actually work!

Chris was about to open his mouth to try and save himself and his younger sisters when Dawn suddenly turned herself around, spinning one hundred and eighty degrees on his stomach before quickly pushing her muzzle into his crotch.

“H-hey!” he shouted as she pressed her snout right into where his soft member was before taking a big whiff. Her body shivered once, and she shot up again, her eyes wide in disbelief.

“It is true...” she almost whimpered sadly, but soon her scowl came back as she whipped her head back towards her still bound sisters. “I can smell both of you on him!”

“It’s really not what you think!” Blue tried to protest one last time.

“So, that’s the big secret, huh?” Dawn growled, her wings flapping in aggravation. “You two used our brother’s l-lo… semen to quell your heat!”

“Wait, Dawn, listen,” Chris pleaded, grabbing Dawn’s attention as she turned her glaring eye down at him. He knew there was no saving himself now, but he wouldn’t let his younger siblings suffer as well. He wouldn’t let their lives be ruined the same as his. “They had nothing to do with this. It was all my fault and I take full responsibility! I know you’re upset, but there’s no reason to get angry at—”

“How could you...” Dawn snarled, venom dripping off her words.

Chris felt a painful sting in his chest. He knew she was right. “I-I know, it was stupid and I shou—”

“How could you help both our sisters with their estrus and not include me!” She continued sounding hurt, her angry scowl deepening as more small traces of liquid started to build up around her eyes.

“I know Dawn, I was responsible and...” Chris stopped mid-sentence and blinked a few times, running over what she said in his head a second time. “Wait... w-wat?”

“Keeping me out of the loop yet again!” Draw snapped with a snarl, wiping her tears away with her hoof, leaving behind dry, enraged eyes. “Ooooh, how typical of you! You’re willing to help scratch their itches, but aren’t willing to come to me when I need help with mine!? You know how bad estrus gets for me!”

“W-what?!” Chris shouted in shock, forgetting about Dawn's sensitive ears.

She winced and folded her ears back but kept her scowl as she glared down at him. Instead of yelling about being quiet like he thought she would, she quickly ducked down, shoving her face into his.

“You just didn’t want to help me because I’m not as pretty as them!” Dawn accused with a low growl, pressing her muzzle up against his nose. She was so close now that he could smell the scented shampoo she liked to use, the smell of cinnamon and dragon fruit filling his nostrils.

“What!? No, Dawn, that’s not—”

“Jerk!” she said before lifting herself up again.

“I’m suffering here too, you know!” she continued through clenched teeth, her fangs glinting in a flash of lightning from outside. “Do you know what it's like to have ears as sensitive as mine during estrus!? Do you know how often I’ve had to sit here and listen to our other siblings clopping themselves off? Do you know how much worse that makes my heat to hear everypony moaning as they get off in their rooms, including you!?”

“I-I, uhh...” Chris tried to reply, feeling his embarrassment shoot up at her sister's admission to hearing him jerk off.

“You know how many headaches I get from all the loud noise I’ve suffered through in this house!?” she continued in a soft, angry whisper dripping with venom.

Chris swallowed audibly as sweat started to build up on his brow.

“Here I am, every year, sitting in this lonely, dark room, writhing in pain as my heat continues to challenge my sanity, and you’re over there willing to help Moondrop and Blue with their estrus, but not once did it ever cross your fucking mind to come and help me!?” Dawn ranted, choking back sadness as she visibly shuddered in disgust, her wings fanning out slightly. “I can’t believe this whole time you have been filling them with your b-baby batter but you didn’t want to do the same for me. Even after all we’ve been though...”

“But, wait… y-you… I-I thought you had a coltfriend!” Chris managed to blurt out the only thing he could think to say, causing Dawn to wince again at the volume.

“It doesn’t work like that, dweeb!” Dawn snapped. “I can’t just let him cum inside me without the proper herbs or spells! One of which is almost impossible to get if you don’t know a good friend, and do you really think Penumbra would just hoof over rare and expensive herbs like that to one of her younger sisters?”

“I-I don’t—”

“And do you see any unicorns just walking around Hollow Shades willing to let two batponies they don't know fuck each other’s brains out with one of their contraceptive spells? Plus, my ‘coltfriend’ isn’t even around anymore, jerk! He left me months ago for some prissy, pretty little princess, cheerleader, bimbo, slut!”

“Months ago!?” Chris said in surprise. “Why didn’t you tell any of us!?”

“Like any of you actually care!” Dawn snapped back.

“But... w-we do care,” Moondrop squeaked softly as Blue nodded her head in agreement.

“Shut up, you!” Dawn snarled before turning her sights back to her brother. “None of that matters now anyways,” she said with a manic-like giggle, grinning down at Chris with a large, fang-filled smile, “cause I’ve got the perfect solution to my problem right here.” She paused as she leaned back, placing a hoof on Chris’s crotch, triggering a startled gasp from him.

“That’s right... my own personal sister fucker.” She giggled as she scooted her hips down, letting her soft and warm crotch rest just on top of his soft member. She started to move her hips back and forth, gently rubbing him through his pants, bring some life into his limp dick. “Oh... what’s this I feel? Is somepony getting excited?” she purred.

“D-dawn, wait… you don’t under... u-understand...” Chris struggled to stammer out, but was unable to find the words. His legs twitched as she continued to stroke him with her crotch, soaking his pants in her arousal while bringing him to full mast.

“Oh, I understand plenty!” she replied, her eyes flashing angrily. “It’s hardly fair that you would be so willing help the Dork and the Weeb, but leave me all alone to suffer and wilt away into nothing!” She paused her movements, her ears folding back slightly as sadness touched her face yet again. “You never did like me... did you, Chris? I was never... never good enough for you to notice me...”

“W-what!?” Chris shouted quickly in disbelief. “What in Tartarus are you even talking about!? I never―”

Suddenly, Dawn lurched forward, interrupting Chris as her lips pressed hard against his. His eyes widened in shock as his sister kissed him, her lips parting as her tongue caressed his teeth, demanding entrance. Without even thinking, he opened, letting her warm, wet muscle collide with his own. Her experience showed as she explored his mouth like nopony had ever done before, letting her long bat-like tongue touch every nook and cranny in his mouth. His eyelids started to fall slightly as he began to enjoy their taboo embrace, but as soon it had started, she leaned back just as quick, breaking their kiss.

She stayed there, panting for a short moment as she looked down at him with impassioned lust in her gaze.

“I’ll prove to you how good I am,” she breathed. “I’ll make you wish that I was your first, and I’ll get to hear you moan without a wall between us...”

Before Chris could even respond, Dawn grabbed his bound arms and yanked them above his head, tying them to the headboard of her bed with the excess rope.

“D-Dawn...” Chris whimpered nervously. “What are you doing?”

“G-getting you ready for the best time of your life,” Dawn sniffed, trying to sound confident but the waver and crack in her voice shattered that illusion. “You helped them with their heat, now you’re going to help me with mine, and I’m going to make sure you love it!”

At that, Chris’s eyes widened in alarm. “Dawn, wait! L-let's think about this! What if one of our sisters come back and hears us? We can’t just—”

“Oh, fuck off!” Dawn snapped at him, tears welling in her eyes again. “Don’t give me any of your bullshit excuses to try and get out of this! Nopony’s going to hear, idiot. Besides us, Penumbra’s the only one here, and she’s upstairs fast asleep. What with all the herbs she uses to help her sleep, she’s not going to wake up for at least another six hour,s no matter how much noise we make. Now, hold still!”

Her fangs flashed as she leaned down and grabbed a mouthful of his shirt. With a jerk of her head, she tore it apart, sending bits of clothing fluttering through the air. With a quick flap of her wings, she hopped down and landed gently on his legs before going to his pants next.

Chris yelped in fear as she bit the waistband of his pants, showing amazing accuracy as she lifted her head back up and stretched out the hem. She grunted as she continued to pull, putting more and more strain on the fabric until it too ripped into pieces, freeing his now fully-hardened member to the cold air.

Dawn threw the ripped fabric in her mouth away and turned back to Chris. She froze instantly, her eyes widening as she bared witness to her brother’s gently bobbing cock for the first time. Her sights became glued to the impressive length before her.

“Y-you...” Dawn muttered softly, a look of wonder and awe touching her face. “You look so different...”

Before Chris could ask if that was good or bad, she flapped her wings again, giving her a small push as she hopped up and landed right on top of his hips.

Chris gasped when something soft and warm pressed up against his throbbing member from underneath her skirt, pinning it against his lower stomach. Her hips started to slide back and forth, working the bottom of his length into a small crevasse that he thought was her pussy, but it felt like something was between them, keeping them apart. It didn’t feel like skin, but something else just as soft. Whatever it was she was working into him, he didn’t want her to stop.

Noticing he was looking down, Dawn used the thumbs of her wings to grip the edge of her skirt as she continued to slide her warm, damp crotch over his now aching cock. She teased him as she played with the fabric that was blocking his view, pulling it and lifting it slightly as she rocked.

“You want to see, don’t you?” Dawn cooed, lust dripping off her confident words. She didn’t give him time to answer as she lifted the pink-and-black pleated skirt just for him.

Chris’s eyes widened in surprise as he saw his trapped member being pinned down by a pair of bright pink panties, soaked in his sister's arousal. He could see the small outline of her folds as they wrapped about his girth, enveloping him in their warm embrace through the lewd fabric. He always knew Dawn had a weird obsession for clothing, but he had no idea she wore something like that under her skirt. The sight before him stirred something deep within him, a more perverse side that quivered and throbbed with delight at the lewd display, turning him on ever more.

A gasp and a giggle escaped Dawn’s lips as she felt his shaft pulse strongly between her puffy lips.

“I-I knew you would like that,” she cooed with more confidence as she continued to work her hips back and forth. Her natural lubrication continued to seep through her panties and coated his painfully hard cock, making her sliding all the more easier. “My asshole of a coltfriend liked this too... but now I’m doing it just for you, brother.”

Chris clenched his teeth and shuddered from her words. Her soft voice rang full of love and affection which he didn’t expect, but found he enjoyed greatly. It was a side of her that he hardly ever heard, but it was beautiful to him despite the fact it was coming from his sibling.

“T-tell me...” she whimpered as her hips picked up speed, kneading his length into his lower abdomen. She needed to hear it come from his own mouth. “Tell me how much you love it!”

Chris clenched his eyes shut and bit his lip. He wanted to tell her just how good it felt to have her press against him, her panties and warm pussy massaging his length, but he couldn’t. A voice in the back of his head asked if he should be encouraging this behavior, but he didn’t want to lie to her either. The scare of almost being caught from before gave him pause, and he honestly didn’t know what to do.

“Dawn... I... I...” Chris struggled to say what he truly wanted.

She snarled at his uncertainty, growing increasingly more upset that his answer wasn’t immediately praise like she so wanted to hear.

“W-why...” Dawn growled with a hint of sadness. Her hips started moving faster as she pressed herself even harder into his hip, grinding the wet cotton into his sensitive skin. “Why don’t you like me?!”

Chris threw his head back, moaning as his hips reflexively bucked into his sibling’s slippery marehood. He pulled at the ropes restraining his arms, wanting to respond but the pleasure she was giving him was almost too overpowering for him to think straight.

“I-I know what you will like...” Dawn sobbed through gritted teeth. “I know what all stallions like!” With that, she slowly brought the edge of her skirt up with her mouth before quickly biting it in her fangs. Stopping her rocking motion, she kept herself steady as she lifted herself off him, breaking their contact, much to his disappointment.

With her wings now free, she used her thumbs to reach down and pull the panties away from her crotch with a wet peeling sound. A single, thin line of arousal connected her to the pink fabric for a short moment before breaking once she shifted her panties to the side, leaving her marehood exposed for him to see.

“You’ll love this, little brother,” she cooed, using her other wing to maneuver his member, moving it until his underside was pressed firmly between her folds like before, only this time with nothing between them.

Chris shivered at the direct contact, but just when he thought she was done, she peeled her soaked panties back over herself, trapping him between the fabric and her twitching marehood.

“H-holy fuck,” Chris breathed, his eyes widening as he stared blankly at the lewd scene before him. His member was tightly wedged against his sister’s burning entrance by the soaked panties. She even leaned back to give him a better view, letting him see the outline of his cock through the wet cotton. He could feel the added warmth of her tight, puckered anus as it pressed into the spot between the base of his shaft and testicles, causing him to groan. She was even using part of her rump to please him, her cheeks squeezing at his cock in such a way that his toes were already beginning to curl.

“That’s what I want to hear,” Dawn murmured as she found her balance, then started to shift her hips up and down, using her warm pussy and panties to stroke his throbbing member.

Chris’s head was spinning as he watched her hypnotic hips began to bounce, his dick slowly being jerked by the tight embrace of her twitching labia and underwear. He felt himself give a powerful throb and touched something new that tickled the underside of his tip, something that completely threw him off. It was constantly poking and rubbing at the very top of his member, right where her clit should be. Something small, round, and hard that...

H-holy shit! Is her clitoris pierced!?

The shock and depravity of this new realization caused his whole body to tremble, his hips bucking to feel more of that strange metal tickling his sensitive glans. He wanted so bad to see it for himself, his imagination running wild with what kind of jewelry she had down there.

“You like this... d-don’t you...” Dawn panted heavily, her body trembling with need as she slowly began to pick up speed. Her movements became faster as her dripping marehood coated his thick cock in her juices, lubricating it even more. “I... I just knew you would...”

Giving into his primal need, his own hips picked up speed and soon, they were both meeting each other with wet smacks that echoed into the dark room.

Dawn’s flanks jiggled slightly with each impact, causing a soft, almost bashful moan to escape her pursed lips with each slap. Her breaths were getting heavier and heavier with each bounce, and she stared down at Chris with lidded eyes. She almost appeared to be in a daze, muttering softly to herself. “S-so good. It f-feels sooo good.”

After a while, Dawn started to slow her movements as she looked down at her brother.

“W-why... why haven’t you cum yet?” she asked with a whimper, sadness returning to her demeanor.

Able to catch his breath as she slowed, Chris opened his mouth but pause, unsure of what to tell her. “I-I, umm... well it feels really nice, but I need a little more to—”

Growling with fangs flashing, she suddenly pushed herself up, towering over him again as his member shifted inside her panties, his tip coming to rest between her quivering folds.

“I will make you feel so good and you will love me!” she said as one of her wings reached down to steady his shaft. She used her other wing to lift her skirt to her mouth, then bit the hem, holding it up again so he could see what she had planned. She angled her hips to help better align his member with her entrance, but in her haste and pleasure-clouded mind, her legs trembled and lost all their strength just long enough for her to lose her balance.

“G-gaaaaah!” she screamed, the cry muffled through the fabric still trapped between her teeth as she fell hard on her flank, completely impaling herself on her brother's impossibly hard cock, hilting him in less than a fraction of a second. “H-holy fucking shit!”

“D-Dawn!” Chris gasped out, the feeling of being fully enveloped into her burning-hot depths in one smooth motion proving too much for him to handle. He tried to keep himself composed, but her tightly constricting walls twitched and kneaded his length into submission, making any action on his part a challenge.

“Are... are you okay?” he managed to grunt out.

“So... b-big...” she muttered though the fabric of her skirt, her head hung low and forelegs trembling. After only a few seconds passed, she balanced herself on top of him, pressing her hooves into his chest for added support as her hips started to move up.

“Dawn?” Chris whispered weakly in concern as she lifted off him, her walls compressing tightly around his length as it slowly retreated from inside her.

“D-don’t… don’t I feel... g-good, C-Chris?” she stuttered as she looked up with a strained smile, lifting her skirt a little more with a tilt of her chin. With how well lubricated her insides were, she had no trouble moving, but he was proving to be a lot more than what she was used to. Even with the painful stretching sensation he was giving her, she didn’t stop. Knowing she would adjust eventually, she kept going, determined to give her brother the best experience he ever had. Her whole body shook as she started to slowly descend upon him again, making sure she squeezed her stomach muscles to better milk her brother’s cock. “D-don’t I feel... s-so much better than... than the Dork and... W-weeb?”

“Y-you don’t have to... do this!” Chris tried to argue. His head was spinning as her walls squeezed around him, making his re-entry seem impossible. By some miracle, his tip kept pushing though her vise-like velvety warmth. It felt like she was squeezing the very air from his lungs as she practically choked his cock with her vaginal muscles.

Dawn’s long tongue lolled out and her skirt fell from her mouth as the pain subsided, being replaced instead with raw pleasure. Feeling comfortable with her brother’s impressive girth and length, she started to let herself go, her hips moving on their own as nature took its course.

“I-I’m doing it...” she moaned between her panting, her marehood tingling with a familiar pressure. “I-I’m mating with... with my brother!”

Chris stranded against his binds as his head pressed back into her bed, his sister’s inner walls milking him for all he was worth. If this kept up, he wasn’t going to last at all.

Pure ecstasy touched Dawn’s face, her mind melting into mush. Soon she couldn’t think of anything more than Chris’s warm, thick cock splitting her in two as she bounced on top of him. With her climax within reach, and her brother’s moans tickling her sensitive ears. Her movements increased in speed.

“Y-yes... you love that,” she mumbled. “You love that... d-don’t you, C-Chris?”

“S-slow down!” Chris grunted as her hips became a blur, her skirt flying out in every direction.

Dawn wasn’t even listening anymore as her instincts to mate replace all her rational thought. Nothing mattered anymore except her brother’s hard, throbbing cock. She couldn't get enough and her end was drawing closer and closer.

“Y-yesss... fuck... f-fuck, I needed this... I needed this!” she moaned and panted, doing nothing to stop her climax as it quickly descended upon her. “C-cum with me! Please, Chris... c-cum with meeeee!”

Chris’s eyes widened as he felt her insides squeeze down on him ever more, signaling her end. He wanted to appease her, but he wasn’t as close as she was. “W-wait, Dawn. I’m not—”

Just then, she used all her remaining strength and slammed her hips down as hard as she could, taking him to the hilt as her whole body stiffened and jerked.

“EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!” she screeched loudly, as her orgasm ripped through her. Her essence splashed onto Chris’s lap, soaking his groin and the sheets below him.

“D-dawn!” Chris cried as her walls twitched and convulsed around him, desperately trying to milk him for what her body truly needed. He tried to give her what she wanted, but he just wasn’t close enough.

Soon her contractions died down and her body fell limp. Unable to hold herself up anymore, she collapsed upon her brother’s chest, panting as she rode out her high.

“Dawn...” Chris said again in a soft apologetic whisper, his member still being massaged by her now overly sensitive walls. He wanted to help her, but she was too worked up from what they did before. Not sure what to do, he laid there and waited for her to recover.

“Holy shit...” Moondrop said softly, grabbing Chris’s attention.

He turned to look at both of his bound sisters, seeing expressions of pure awe and foal-like wonder frozen on their faces.

“Okay... that was kind of...” Blue trailed off as she gathered herself, her legs pressing together to help try and quell her arousal. “S-sexy...”

“Oh my gosh!” Moondrop squealed excitedly, bouncing up and down in place since she couldn’t do much else. She giggled wildly before turning to Blue with a happy grin. “Wasn’t that the best thing ever! Did you see the way Dawn used her panties to jerk Onii-chan off like that!? Sweet Luna, that was sooo fucking hot! I have to remember that for my next fanfiction!”

Dawn groaned in pain from Moondrop’s squealing, her hooves weakly clasping her ear as her afterglow quickly left her.

“Would you two shut up!” she growled. Quickly sitting up, she scowled at her sisters, anger and irritation bottling up inside her like she had never experienced before.

Moondrop stopped her bouncing and crouched down behind Blue, trying to hide herself again. “S-sorry, Dawn...”

“Oh, you two are such idiots! I swear I... I...” she trailed off as she finally noticed something was off. She didn’t feel relieved in the slightest. In fact, she felt even worse than before, but that didn’t make any sense. She should have been cured of her estrus... she should be feeling the best afterglow of her life... but...

Using her wings to lift her skirt again, she quickly jerked her sights down to where she was still connected with Chris. He was still inside her, hard and throbbing, but... she felt empty. His amazing warmth was still somewhat soothing, but there was an emptiness that still lingered and burned. A void that still needed to be filled.

“W-what... but...” Dawn whimpered as her vision became blurry. She let her skirt slowly fall back down as she looked up at her younger brother, only to see a look of worry and concern in his eyes. “Y-you... you didn’t...”

“I’m sorry, Dawn...” Chris whispered softly, his arms pulling at the rope as he tried to reach a comforting hand towards her. “I tried to tell you I wasn’t there yet.”

Dawn started at him for a moment, her eyes continuing to water. She wanted to yell at him, or slap him, but she couldn’t. Sadness filled her chest as a single tear slid down her cheek, smearing some of her makeup.

“S-so... it’s true...” she whispered, her head drooping along with her ears. “I… I couldn’t please you because... you... you do hate me...”

“What?!” Chris shouted, trying once again to move but was stopped by the rope still tied around his hands. “Dawn, what are you talking about?”

“You didn’t cum inside me after all I did!” Dawn sobbed, the tears now pouring freely now. The dark makeup around her eyes starting to run a little. “Every coltfriend I’ve ever had would have cum twice by now, b-but you… you must hate me and think I’m ugly, and that’s why you won’t cum for me!”

“T-that doesn’t even make sense! That’s not why I didn’t finish!”

“Yes, it is!” she replied quickly, her eyes clenching shut as she turned away from him. “You… you never look at me the same way you look at them!”

This caused Chris to pause and blink up at her in confusion. “Them?” he questioned with a raised eyebrow. “Who are you talking about?”

“THEM!” she shouted, keeping her head turned away as she pointed to their other siblings.

Chris followed her hoof to see Blue frowning sadly in concern, while Moondrop’s eyes shimmered with intense wonderment, as if she was watching a thrilling romance movie.

“I’ve seen how you always look at the rest of our sisters, with love and affection!” Dawn continued, grabbing Chris’s attention again as she let her hoof fall to his chest. “B-but you never look at me with those same eyes. No matter how much makeup I put on, o-or how expensive and flashy my clothes are, you never see me like I... like I see you!”

Chris stared at his crying sister with wide, unbelieving eyes. He couldn’t even begin to process everything she was pouring out to him. How was he looking at his other siblings different than he looked at her? He knew in his heart that he loved them all equally, including Dawn, but what was she seeing in him that he wasn’t?

A particularly hard sniffle from her broke his concentration and he shook his head to clean his mind. He might have been even more confused and uncertain about his feelings, but he had to push all that aside. He could worry and freak about what his life had become later, but right now he had a broken-hearted sister that needed his attention.

“Dawn, untie me,” he commanded.

She sniffled a few more times, her eyeliner running down with her tears. She wordlessly gave a nod, wiping her running nose with the sleeve on her foreleg before turning to do as he demanded. Not daring to look at him, she leaned over and with one pull of the string, his bondage came undone. Soon after she turned and twisted herself around to untie his feet as well. A lonelier part of her didn’t want to feel his warmth leave her depths just yet, as she worked herself to keep him hilted inside her as much as possible. As she moved, she made sure to keep her hips pressed against his and flexed her stomach muscles to hold him tightly within, a gesture that wasn’t lost on him as he grunted in pleasure.

Chris gripped one of his wrists with his hand and rubbed it, wincing as he saw how red his skin got from being tied up so tightly.

“I-I... I’m sorry I did that to you,” Dawn sobbed with a sniff, turning back to face him but kept her eyes averted. “I… I shouldn't have forced myself on you like that... I just... I thought that...”

Just then, a hand took hold of her cheek, turning her head until a pair of lips pressed hard against hers.

“Mmmmhm!” Dawn moaned out in shock, her eyes widening when she saw Chris kissing her. His eyes were shut and he tilted his head to get a deeper angle, sending a chill down her spine. Letting all inhibitions go, she closed her eyes and pushed back against him, letting her mouth open so their tongues could meet. This time she allowed him to take control, letting his wet muscle softly wrestle with hers. They both hummed in delight as they took in each other’s flavor, letting their second kiss last even longer than their first.

Just as she was getting into the kiss, Chris stopped and pulled back, ending their embrace with a soft and wet smacking sound. A thin line of their combined saliva connected their lips before breaking into nothing.

“W-what... w-why?” Dawn started to ask in confusion, but Chris wrapped his arms around her, pulling her into his chest. She didn’t hesitate to wrap her forelegs around him, letting her cheek nuzzle against his.

“Dawn… I don’t know where you got the idea that I somehow don’t care about you, but it’s not true,” Chris whispered lovingly into her ear.

She said nothing as she nuzzled her cheek into his even harder, tears starting to well in her eyes again.

“I don’t know why you have this idea about me, but I know in my heart that I love you all the same,” Chris continued, rubbing her back reassuringly. “And I know for a fact that I care for you deeply, and I... I truly love you, Dawn.”

“Y-you... you do?” Dawn whimpered, sniffling a few times. “D-do you love me the same as Blue Moon and Moondrop?

“Yes, of course I do!” Chris didn’t hesitate to answer.

“T-then... then why didn’t you cum?” she continued, letting herself relax in his warm embrace. “I don’t understand... all my old coltfriends loved the panty trick...”

“That felt amazing, Sis!” he replied happily, telling the honest truth. “I’ve truly never experienced anything like that before, and it was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen!”

“Awwww,” Moondrop whined sadly, as if she was disappointed with that answer. He thought he heard her mumble something about her throat fucking being sexier, but he just rolled his eyes.

“I honestly don’t know anything about other stallions, but it takes a little more than that for me to reach my, ehh... peak...” he continued.

“R-really?” Dawn whimpered.

“Yeah... come to think of it...” Blue started to say, butting into the conversation. “I mean, I don’t have anything to compare it to, but he did last a pretty long time with me. And that's with me sucking him off and then fucking him afterwards.”

“Onii-chan came fast for me when he was fucking my throat!” Moondrop added quickly with a snooty attitude and hint of pride, still sore about Chris’s last comment, but then she started to soften. “A-actually... come to think of it... he did last for a while... e-especially when we were having sex...”

“B-but... no stallion has that kind of stamina...” Dawn tried to argue weakly.

“Well, I mean... I’m not exactly, uhh... normal,” Chris said as he broke their embrace, holding his sister out in front of him. “I mean look at me... I don’t even come from this world! Maybe my kind just needs more to reach their peaks?”

Dawn smiled at that, her makeup running down her cheeks a little more. “I… I guess that’s true.” She paused to brush her bangs out of her eye before opening her mouth to speak again, only to yelp and wince as her body burned intensely, her heat building to intolerable levels. “G-gah...”

Chris cringed as well, feeling his member being crushed by her twitching marehood, keeping him hard.

She nearly collapsed onto his chest again, but caught herself with her hooves. “I-I... I’m really sorry I did this to you, but... but having your... h-hard cock inside me is driving me insane! I-I’ll... I’ll get up so you can leave, and I can just use my cooler.”

Just as her hips were starting to slide off her brother, she yelped in surprise when his hands reached out and grabbed her sides, pushing her back down. She gritted her teeth as her body jerked with pleasure, being filled to the brim with his comforting warmth again. Once she could collect herself, she slowly looked up in confusion.

“No,” Chris said flatly once their eyes meet, making her to jerk her head up in shock.

“W-what... why?”

“Dawn, I forgive you for what you did, and I am sorry that I didn’t see how much you needed me before, but I’m here now, and I want to help you.”

“Y-you... you mean we can keep going?” she questioned with hopeful eyes. “Even after everything I’ve done?”

Chris nodded. “I’m here for you now, and only you. We can do whatever you want until your estrus is satisfied.”

Dawn’s eyes glimmered with hope as her mouth hang open in shock. “Y-you... you mean that!? We can... we can do anything!?”

“Of course! I love you sis, and I want you to be comfortable. Most importantly, I want you to be yourself,” He ended by brushing away some of her running make-up with his thumb, revealing a deep red blush and some more of her darker grey freckles that she tried so hard to hide.

She started to smile at that, letting a soft giggle escaped her lips as his finger tickled her cheek. She went to reply when Moondrop suddenly shot up.

“Dawn, make him lick your pussy! It feels soooooooo good!” she shouted, causing everyone in the room to wince and look back at her angrily. Once all the attention was on her, she squeaked and crouched down, trying to make herself small again. “I-I mean... if you want... Just an idea... It did feel really good...”

Blue jabbed her elbow into Moondrop’s side, glaring at her to help drive the message home.

“I’m sorry...” Moondrop said softly. “I’ll be good...”

Groaning, Dawn rubbed her sensitive ears before letting out a calming sigh. Feeling slightly better, she started to grin wickedly, letting her hoof fall as she gave Chris a sultrier look. “You know... maybe the Weeb is onto something...”

“O-oh?” Chris questioned with a nervous and somewhat bashful chuckle. “You want me to...”

“Yeah,” Dawn said, her grin growing a little more. “I think I’d like to try that...”

Before he could react, Dawn slowly stood up on shaky hooves, his dick slowly sliding out of her still clenching marehood. They both shivered once he finally popped out, his member falling onto his lower abdomen with a wet slap.

Dawn scrunched up her face and shivered, missing her brother's warmth already, but quickly recovered and slowly spun around until her flank was revealed to him. Wordlessly, she swished her back end from side to side, wiggling her hips about in what could have been a teasing manner. Her demeanor changing to almost the complete opposite of what she was before, a bashful giggle escaped her.

Chris bit his lip as he took in the erotic shape of his sister’s rump, as if he was seeing it for the very first time. Even though her skirt was still in the way, he could still appreciate how amazingly soft and squeezable she looked. She didn’t have the biggest butt around—way smaller than Blue or Moondrop—but that didn’t stop him from wanting to see more.

As if reading his mind, Dawn flicked her tail off to the side, taking her skirt up with it and leaving her rump exposed. She revealed her supple flanks to him, along with her bright pink and thoroughly-soaked panties that had snapped into place over her vulva, the sight causing his dick to twitch eagerly. The outline of her marehood was clearly visible against the drenched cotton.

He marveled at the sight, but quickly noticed a black studded ring that was wrapped around the base of her dock. It looked similar to the wristbands she had on around her forehooves, making him smile and chuckle softly to himself. It was amusing and somewhat sexy addition, and he wasn’t the least bit surprised she wore such an accessory.

Reaching back with her wings, she lifted the hem of the skirt and laid it over her back, making sure it was completely out of the way. Then with an almost content sigh, she reached back to the hem of her panties, wiggling the tips of her wings under them before slowly peeling them off her flanks.

Chris watched with wide eyes as she shimmied her hips and worked her way out of the lewd undergarments, the pink fabric stubbornly sticking to her marehood like a band-aid, coming off at last as her waistband reached past her thighs. Thin, shimmering lines of her natural essences kept her connected to the soaked cotton as her twitching pussy was revealed to him at an agonizingly slow rate. Once her panties had completely passed her knees, she let gravity do the rest before stepping out of them and tossing the Dawn-coated clothing off to the side. Before he could get a good look at her fully exposed treasure though, she stepped backwards, bringing her rear end closer to him as her hind legs straddled his chest.

She paused, giving her flank another quick wiggle as she peered at him from over her shoulder.

“S-so, you like looking at your sisters’ pussies, do you?” she asked, some of her confidence from earlier returning. “Well, how do you like this sister’s pussy?” Without waiting for a reply, she quickly took a seat.

Chris barely had time to blink before she planted her rump directly onto his face. Immediately, he found his lips pressed against her soaked marehood, her thick, unique musk invading his nose. Her small but soft cheeks surrounded his face, trapping it in a warm blanket of squishy flesh. Her tail draped over his forehead, the soft hair brushing his sweaty skin.

“You like this don’t you, brother?” Dawn teased with a giggle as she wiggled her hips, pressing her soft femininity into his face a little more.

He hummed his answer into her rear, tickling her slightly as he nodded his head. There was no denying that he was finding some sick gratification in being smothered by his sister’s ass, but it was a little hard to enjoy it since he didn’t get a proper breath beforehand. Reaching up once the need for air became too strong, he grabbed at her flanks and lifted her slightly to give himself some breathing room.

Taking a quick gasp of air, Chris held her out in front of him so that he could get a better look at her marehood. He was curious after all.

The first thing that he noticed was how much darker her vulva was compared to the rest of her coat, something she had in common with Moondrop. Her entrance twitched and winked at him every now and then, showing off what looked like a healthy shade of light fleshy-purple inside, peaking his curiosity even more. His heart pounded at the sight, but he did his best to control himself so he could get a good view of everything she had to offer before he moved on. He was thankful that he held off because he noticed something new about her sex that he found adorable. Several even darker freckles adorned her outer lips, which were swollen and puffy with need, speckling her vulva much like the freckles on her face.

“You have freckles down here too,” Chris whispered in awe at the adorable sigh, smiling slightly.

Dawn’s body stiffened as her marehood gave an extra hard wink at his words, pushing out her clit and sending a trail of arousal slowly leaking down her pubic mound. In that short moment, Chris got a glimpse of something metallic, but before he could give it a second though, Dawn spoke up.

“I-is... is that bad?” she asked, sounding almost scared.

“Not at all,” Chris said with grin, giving her rump a good squeeze.

“W-whoa!” Dawn moaned in slight surprise as his fingers flexed and kneaded at her rump, helping her to completely forget about him discovering more of her freckles. “That... felt kind of... good.”

Chuckling to himself, Chris looked back to her treasure before murmured softly. “It’s beautiful...”

Eager to explore more and find out what kind of piercing she had, he reached over with his thumbs and placed them on her puffy lips. Taking a quick breath to calm his nerves, he gently pulled his hands apart, spreading her open in the process.

Dawn shuttered and cooed as her most intimate and private area was exposed to the cold room, but she remained still for him. “You really like looking at pussies, don’t you?”

Chris said nothing as he stared in awe at her delicate inner flesh, his mouth beginning to water as he watched her twitching insides glisten with her sweet nectar. Taking a moment, he watched as the small puckered entrance to her birth canal opened and closed, clenching down upon nothing. He would’ve kept looking, but just below that was what he was curious about. As much as he loved the light fleshy-purple color, and as tempting as it was to open her even wider to see more, he had to see her piercing.

Shifting his eyes down just a touch, her now exposed clitoris was in full view for him to see. It pulsed and twitched, jiggling the small silver ring that pierced it. The smooth metal glistened in the dim light, dripping with her arousal as it was moved about by her love button. A small metal bead rested in the middle of the ring, making him think that was the part he felt before. Part of him wished he could feel it again.

“Your ring is really pretty,” he whispered loud enough for her to hear.

Dawn squeaked shyly at his words, bright blush gracing her features. “Y-you... like it?”

“Yeah, I really do,” he admitted, causing her to squeak again as her body trembled. Her insides clenched up as well, pushing out more of her arousal from her exposed entrance along with something else that he didn’t quite expect: an odd, blue-ish clear, gel-like substance.

Giving it a confused but curious look, Chris brushed the tip of his thumbs against it, smearing the cold gel over Dawn’s folds. She jumped from the contact and let out a surprised yip.

“W-what… what are you doing?” she asked, peering back around at him.

“What is this?” he asked, lifting his thumb to show her the gel he had collected on it. Upon seeing it, her eyes widened and her blush grew even darker.

“O-oh,” she squeaked out, turning away out of embarrassment. “That’s, uh… that’s the ‘medicine’ from my cooler. It’s… it’s supposed to help with my heat.”

“So this is the stuff you guys have to use?” he questioned, rolling the gel about his fingers for a moment, studying it. Soon his fingers started to feel a little tingle. At first he thought that was just his mind playing tricks on him, but eventually the flesh that the gel touched started to feel a strange cooling sensation. “Whoa... it feels a little cold.”

“Y-yeah... it does that,” Dawn said with a hint of discomfort. “C-can we please keep going? M-my heat is really starting to act up.”

He was about to comply with her demand, but a thought hit him. “Is this stuff safe to, umm... taste?”

“I-it’s not toxic,” she moaned quickly as her embarrassment rose, backing her hips slightly. “P-please, Chris... This is getting to be too much...”

“Right, sorry,” he said as he peered back up at her twitching marehood. If he could, he would have taken some pictures of her beautiful femininity, but he had to focus.

Taking in a good, deep breath this time, he lowered her onto his face again, letting her pussy fall onto his lips while her warm, puckered anus pressed against his forehead. His tongue quickly lashed out, tickling her damp folds before slipping inside her heated depths, causing her legs to spasm.

“O-oh...” she moaned as her tail thrashed above his head, wiping his hair back and forth. “That feels kind of... funny...”

Chris continued to lap at her, sampling her juices. The sweet taste of grapes filled his mouth, along with a surprisingly bitter almost alcoholic taste from the gel, prompting him to grimace slightly. Even though the weird combination kind of reminded him of an off-tasting wine, he continued to drive his tongue into her twitching walls. She winked again, her pierced clit brushing against his chin in the process.

“Oh, s-shit!” Dawn’s breath caught in her throat as his muscle wiggled and lapped at her insides, tickling her walls in ways she never could have imagined before. She could even feel her piercing rubbing up against his chin as he worked, adding to the strange mix of new sensations.

“T-the Weeb was... right!” she moaned as her hips jerked when his tongue ran over an extra sensitive spot she didn’t even know she had. “Why... why don’t more stallions do this? This… this is amazing!”

“I told you!” Moondrop said excitedly as Blue leaned against her. The filly had her thighs clamped together, rubbing them against each other awkwardly as she watched the scene before them unfold. Moondrop took notice and nudge her younger sister to get her attention. “Wanna try it?”

Blues eye’s widened at her sister's suggestion, but a moan from Dawn caused her to look back at the lewd scene. A deep blush appeared on her cheeks as she bit her lip, shifting uncomfortably as her arousal rose. After a while of thought, she looked back to Moondrop and nodded her head, giving her silent consent.

Moondrop just grinned at her before shifting herself around so she was in front of Blue. “Lay back...”

Blue did as she was told, but looked over to Dawn and Chris again, watching as they continued to go at it.

Dawn moaned loudly and shivered as Chris’s tongue gave her a particularly hard lap. Her eyes widening in shock at the combination of sensation rushing through her nethers. The feeling of his tongue invading her sex was shockingly incredible. It might not have felt as good as having his amazingly warm and hard cock inside her, but the act of what he was doing was almost too much for her to handle. It felt so… weird, yet so much better than a hoof could ever be for her. None of her exes had ever done anything close to this for her. In fact, the more she thought about it, the more she realized that none of them seem to do anything for her pleasure. For once, somepony was doing something just for her… and she greedily wanted to experience more.

Giving into her lust, she tentatively began to slide her hips back and forth, grinding more of herself into her brother’s stimulating mouth. A soft gasp escaped her as she felt Chris’s tongue drag across her pierced clit and convulsing entrance.

“S-sweet Luna, Chris!” she whimpered, her hips jerking as his focus shifted to her clit, rolling the ring around with his tongue. “D-don’t… don’t stop, please!”

Chris doubled his efforts, pressing himself harder into her soft, warm sex, much to her added enjoyment.

All strength left her forelegs when Chris’s lips wrapped about her clit and ring before giving them both an unexpected suck. She gasped as her sensitive button was harshly pulled into his mouth, causing her to collapsed upon his stomach. She laid there for a moment, twitching and breathing heavily, before her nose bumped into something hard, yet flexible. Cracking open an eye, she blinked upon finding Chris’s throbbing member pointing straight at her, only mere centimeters away from her nose. It jerked softly, bobbing back and forth in front of her as a small bead of precum dripped from its tip. It was still damp with her juices from earlier, some of the gel from her cooler smeared on it as well.

“O-oh…” she breathed with a blush as she watched him throb in front of her. She was embarrassed about her medicine being smeared on his length, but the powerful musky scent that emanated from his member helped her to forget all about that.

Biting her lip, she gingerly pressed her muzzle to it before closing her eyes and taking in a deep breath through her nose. She sighed as she caught an even bigger waft of his scent: a heavy, musky odor that caused the heat in her belly to swell to an almost unbearable level. She laid there, inhaling his masculine aroma while enjoying the feeling of his tongue caressing her dripping folds. Her mind slowly began to melt from pleasure.

Memories of her exes filled her mind as she compared Chris’s scent with theirs. Right away she noticed that her brother smelled a million times better than any of them. Not only that, but he was more considerate as well. All her past coltfriends had just wanted her to suck them off, or to mount her for a split second before jumping off, leaving her to clean up the mess. Sometimes they would even make her beg them before she was even allowed to touch their dicks, something that she never felt right doing, but she went through with it anyways to make them happy. Chris though... he was different. Even after she forced herself on him, he didn’t seem to mind and was even understanding. Perhaps a little too understanding. Maybe for once she could let herself go and just take what she wanted, just like he asked her to do.

Maybe… maybe she could be the one in control for once.

Chris’s member twitched again, bumping gently against her muzzle and snapping her out of her daze. She eyed the twitching spire of flesh for a moment, licking her lips as a thought flashed through her mind; one desire that she wouldn’t second guess this time.

I… I wonder what he tastes like.

Slowly, she let her tongue slip out of her mouth to touch his pulsing tip, tasting herself and some of the cooler gel, but his salty flavor quickly overpowered everything else, letting her taste nothing but him. The action didn’t go unnoticed by her brother. He gasped into her sex, but didn’t stop his licking.

Dawn let his flavor explode through her mouth, sending her mind reeling. Without thinking, she took another lap at his flesh, then another, sliding her tongue against his cock as she tried to get as much of his addictive taste as possible.

Chris’s hips bucked at the sudden attention, a groan of approval escaping his lips which she could clearly hear and feel. A small smile touched her lips as a swelling pride welled up inside her. She was making him feel just as good as he was making her feel. She gave his length another lick, only to cry out as he suddenly captured her clit in his lips again, this time using his tongue to flick and roll her piercing around in his mouth.

Dawn’s wings flared wide as her back arched, jolts of pleasure racing up her spine as he played with her exotic jewelry. She groaned weakly before quickly pressing her own lips to the tip of his cock, her tongue brushing across the swollen glans as she tried to return the favor, not wanting to be outdone by her little brother. She didn’t stay there long though, slowly working her way lower, leaving a glistening trail of saliva in her wake as she moved to his base. Brushing her muzzle against his delicate sack, she inhaled softly before planting a gently kiss on first one orb then the other. Then, just as slowly she began, she started to slide back up his shaft until she reached his head again. She suckled on it for but a moment before her lips part around his girth, then began to slide his member into her mouth once again.

Steadily, she took more and more of him into her hungry maw, her jaw stretching to accommodate his admittedly impressive size. She used her tongue as well, massaging his length as it entered her, pressing it up against the soft ridges of the roof of her mouth, just like how her exes liked it. Her experience bore fruit as she felt him stop licking for a couple lonely seconds as he moaned loudly into her sex.

Giggling, she smiled around his length, feeling her confidence return and her pride continue to increase as she moved forward. More and more of his member entered her muzzle as she moved closer to his base. Soon his tip started to slid into her throat and her eye began to water. This was the part that she was never very good at, but she did her best to take as much of her brother as possible. She closed her eyes and tried to push forward, but her gag reflex stopped her and she had to ease back. Opening her eyes, she saw that she still had a ways to go before she could take him fully. Since she couldn’t take any more of his length, she tried to make up for it by nursing on him with the eagerness of a hungry foal

“F-fuck, Dawn,” Chris gasped and he pulled back from her marehood, his chin dripping with her essence. His body gave a slight shiver, helping her confidence ever more as she knew he was enjoying what she was doing for him.

With a happy moan, she continued to suckle on his cock, wagging her hips at him to wordlessly hint at what he should be doing right now.

Chris got the message and went back to work, but that didn’t stop the pleasurable grunt he made as his balls throbbed painfully from her suckling ministrations. They churned and went to work, produce even more seed for Dawn that she seemed so determined to suck out of him. All the teasing and sex they had done beforehand had already helped him produce a full tank, but now he was making even more and it was bordering on becoming painful. He hoped in the back of his mind she would let him cum in her mouth like Moondrop did.

As if sensing his impending climax, Dawn eased back and let his length pop free from her tightly pursed lips. His now saliva-covered member slapped wetly against his lower abdomen and she quickly descended upon it, showering it with sweet kisses. Her pierced lip dragged across his skin as she worked over this length, the cool feeling of metal on his sensitive skin sending tingles of teasing pleasure up his spine.

Chris winced slightly, disappointed in her decision to let go of his aching member, but quickly forgave her as she laid small loving pecks all over his length. His climax was still on the edge and even though it didn’t feel as amazing, he still appreciated all the attention she was giving him and started to work harder at his lapping.

Dawn pulled back as his eager licking became too much, her hot breath washed across the base of his wet member as she panted softly. Collecting herself, she looked for another angle of attack she could use against him. Her eyes landed on a part of the male anatomy that she admittedly kind of liked, an idea struck her. Licking her lips, she swallowed before moving her head further down and slowly—lovingly—sliding her tongue over his soft, warm sack. She shivered at the musky taste, her eyes glazing over as she gathered his flavors straight from the source.

“O-oh… fuck,” Chris gasped as he felt his sister start to suck at his balls. She lingered there, possibly a little too long for it to be just for his pleasure, before slowly working her way back up his shaft, nipping and licking at his twitching length. A familiar pressure was slowly beginning to well up in his lower stomach thanks to all her teasing, and he did little to prevent it. His balls were so overworked, he had to release some of the pressure, and he was sure she wouldn’t mind since he wasn’t inside her mouth anymore. The feeling of his sister’s lips sliding slowly up his shaft while her fangs tickled his flesh and head was proving to be too much, and he could feel his balls start to contract into his body.

Grunting, he gave her marehood one final lick before pulling back.

“D-Dawn, keep going! I’m… I’m gonna—”

“NO!” Dawn cried as she quickly gripped the base of his shaft between the crook of her hoof, squeezing it firmly.

“G-gahh!” Chris cried out in surprise, the sudden pressure around the base of his member caused him to jerk and buck. His orgasm started to bubble up to the top, then just as fast as it came, it was gone, replaced with even more discomfort as he lost his climax completely. His cock twitched and kicked in her grasp, but other than that, nothing else happened. “D-Dawn... Why?”

Twisting about with his cock still gripped in the crook of her hoof, she glared daggers at him.

“Oh, no you don’t,” she growled as her older, more aggressive demeanor returning. Her eyes flashed with a primal lust as she took charge of the situation like she had always wanted. “I don’t think so, little brother. There is only one place where you need to send that precious seed of yours and I will not let it be wasted.”

“B-but, I—” he began to argue, only to wince when she gave him another hard squeeze.

“You don’t cum until I say!” she snarled, eyes narrowing. “Understand?”

Chris’s eyes widened at her sudden aggressive and dominating change in behavior, but he wasn’t as frightened as before. He knew he could trust her, even if his balls felt like they were going to explode. “Y-yes... I understand!”

“You understand, what?” Dawn said with a sneer, letting her deepest fantasy come to light as she squeezed his member for a third time, causing him to yelp.

Chris winced at the pain, but looked up to Dawn in confusion. He didn’t understand what she was doing at first, but then it hit him. Perhaps this was a part of her kink, the way she wanted to live out a sexual fantasy she had, and he was willing to play along for her.

“Y-yes... Mistress?” Chris said softly, feigning submission as he got into his role for her. He wasn’t sure if that was what she wanted to be called, but he took a shot in the dark and was rewarded for his effort.

Dawns eyes lit up as a smile touched her lips for a mere second before her dominating frown returned. “Good Pet,” she said coldly, letting go of his aching erection.

Chris sighed in relief, but had little time to relax as Dawn stood up on shaky legs.

“You don’t cum until your Mistress is fully satisfied,” she muttered as she positioned herself over his hips. She balanced herself on his chest as she looked down between their legs, using her wings to align his aching member with her dripping sex. She lowered herself until his crown touched her inflamed lips, her body trembling from the light contact, in desperate need of the relief that only he could provide.

Chris groaned at the warm feeling as he watched her just hover there and rock her hips, teasing him with her warm and soft, pliable lips as they kissed and rubbed at his sensitive head.

“D-dawn, please!” he groaned. He tried to thrust his hips upwards, to push himself into her tantalizing close lips.

She quickly lifted herself up and pressed down on his chest, making him grunt in pain.

“Please, what?” she whispered teasingly, exercising her dominance. A predatory grin spread across her muzzle as she stared down at him. She lowered herself back down on his tip, allowing it to just barely enter her convulsing love tunnel, her wings manipulated his length, sliding him back and forth through her soft entrance.

“P-please… please...” Chris grunted as he tried to get the words out, wincing at the pleasure, as he felt his mind turn into mush from her stimulating his glans with her heated sex. He tried to buck his hips once more, but she was ready and held him down, causing him to finally shout, “Please, Mistress!”

Grinning as she reveled in the power she had over him, Dawn leaned down and slowly nibbled on his earlobe before growling lustily in his ear, “That’s a good Pet...” She gave his ear one last nip before straightening up again. Grabbing the hem of her skirt with her free wing, she lifted it up, giving Chris a good view of their light connection.

“I want you to watch, Pet. Watch as your Mistress claims you,” she breathed, letting her hips drop just enough for the head of his member to slip into her welcoming depths, prompting him to moan loudly.

“H’ohmygosh,” Moondrop muttered from off to the side, lifting her wet muzzle from her little sister's crotch. “Are you seeing this, Moonie!?”

Blue groaned in a daze as she squirmed in her bindings, then grunted angrily. “Y-yes, Moondrop, but I’m so close! Please keep going!”

“Oh, right!” She said as she dove back down into her sister's lap, her eyes glued to where Chris and Dawn’s hips were.

Chris let out a low groan as he watched his twitching length slowly disappear back into his sister's body. He didn't realize how much he missed her warm, velvety embrace until he was welcomed back into it, but he needed more. Every instinct told him to buck his hips, but he knew he couldn’t disobey his master. “P-please... Mistress...”

With a grin, Dawn released her hold on the base of his member and, in one swift motion, dropped down onto his lap. Thanks to the thick coating of her saliva, and her walls still being adjusted to his shape from before, her descent was effortless and she had no troubles when he bottomed out inside her. Their hips collided with a wet smack and they both cried out as they were united once again.

“O-oh fuck, Mistress!” Chris bellowed as his member gave a hard and eager throb, feeling her tight walls caressing his lengths yet again.

Stunned, Dawn just sat there as she moaned, her swollen and overly sensitive lips squashed against her brother’s hips, his cock buried deep inside her belly. Her forelegs trembled as her vaginal muscles clenched down on the sudden intruder, instinctively massaging him for his seed. Even though his entry back into her body was effortless, once he was completely inside her again, he felt as if he grew another inch.

“F-fuck...” she finally managed to mumbled out, even as her insides convulsed against his length. “Y-you... you feel bigger…”

As her walls squeezed him, a sudden chilling sensation tickled his groin, which Chris recognized as an effect of her cooler’s gel. It was a strange sensation, but not an unwelcome one as it contrasted with the fiery heat of her depths.

A dopey smile spread across Dawn’s muzzle as she looked up to her Pet to see that he had kept his eyes glued to their union, just like she ordered him too. Her wings spread out to help her balance as her hips started to roll, letting his length stir around her insides. She bit her lip as she watched his facial features contort into a discomforting pleasure, his tip grazing against her soft walls as she manipulated her hips. As amazing as it was to feel him shifting about deep in her belly, she knew that it felt even better for him. She could tell by the faces he made that he was trying to hold back.

“R-remember, Pet...” she breathed as she continued to work, letting her hips move in a clockwise motion. “You can’t... c-cum until I’m satisfied.”

“M-mistress...” Chris grunted, flexing his stomach muscles as best he could as his climax from earlier was making itself known again. “P-please… I’m… I’m so close!”

She hummed thoughtfully to herself in a sensual tone, then stopped her movements. “I guess, you have been a good colt for your Mistress... and good colts get rewards...” With that she planted her forehooves on his abs before pulling herself up off his length. Her marehood clenched down on his escaping cock as it slid out of her, milking him slightly until he length was almost outside of her warm tunnel.

Chris had only a moment to register the uncomfortable feeling of being exposed to cold air before Dawn suddenly dropped back down, thrusting his length deep inside her again. Their hips slapped together and she used the momentum to lift herself up again, only fall once more.

“G-ahhh!” Chris groaned thought gritted teeth as her hips started to bounce off him faster and faster. Her pace picked up until she was riding him hard, nearly pulling off him completely only to slam him to the hilt a moment later. The sound of loud, wet smacks quickly filled the air, along with the thick musky scent of sex.

“F-f-fuck, Mistress,” Chris grunted, wincing as her insides practically crushed his cock. He knew she was intentionally squeezing down on him, making it even harder for him to hold back. “P-please... you’re... you’re too tight!”

“O-oh? What’s... what's wrong, my Pet?” Dawn laughed between her panting, feigning a caring and motherly tone as a wicked grin touched her lips. “Does... does your Mistress feel too... g-good? You wouldn’t want to disobey your... M-mistress now, would you?”

Chris clenched his eyes shut and quickly shook his head, unable to form words.

“Say it...” She whispered hotly, pumping her hips faster, trying to make the plunges as long and deep as possible. Strands of the viscous liquid clung to them both, stretching and breaking as Dawn continued to pump up and down. “I-I want to hear you say it. Tell... tell your Mistress how much you... you love her pussy!”

Chris gritted his teeth, trying hard to focus on keeping his climax at bay with all his might as he struggled to piece together sentences. “Y-your... your pussy...”

“Say it!” Dawn barked as her hips slammed down extra hard. “S-say it for me!”

“Your pussy feels amazing, Mistress!” Chris shouted as his hard cock kicked inside her. He felt her walls spasm around him in response, massaging him each time their hips met.

“Y-yessss!” Dawn hissed as her body shivered from his words, her vaginal muscles working overtime to squeeze and milk him. If there was one thing she loved that her coltfriends never seemed to do, was to hear how good she felt for them. The words rang over and over in her mind, helping her to build up to another climax. “F-fuck yes... yes! K-keep saying it! Keep saying it!”

“M-mistress… y-your pussy is amazing!” Chris cried again, flexing all the muscles in his body, just barely keeping his climax at bay. His length kept pulsing and twitching inside her no matter how hard he tried to stop it, signaling his end.

“C-Chris!” Dawn gasped, breaking her character for a moment as she felt the random spasms of his cock inside her. She was so close to her climax that she picked up her pace, determined to cum before him.

“Just… just hold out a b-bit longer, you sexy fucking bastard!” she cried as both their hips started to turn red from hitting against each other so much. “Don’t... d-don’t you dare cum b-before your Mistress!”.

Chris wasn’t going to last another minute and he knew it. Thinking fast he tried to find a way out, but then felt something poking at the base of his shaft every time Dawn came down on top of him.

Her clit ring...

He prayed and waited as patiently as he could for the right moment, and soon enough, his prayers were answered. He felt her inner walls squeeze down on him hard, slowing her moments just enough so he could reach out and snag the metal ring in his fingers, holding it fast.

Dawn locked up instantly, her marehood clenching down on him hard as her eyes widened. “W-wait, no! Don’t pull on thaaa—aaaaaaAAAAEEEEEEEE!” Throwing back her head, she shrieked as Chris tugged on the piercing, pulling her clit farther out of its hood. Her inner walls exploded into activity, rippling and spasming around his length in sporadic bursts as she showered his crotch in her essence.

Eyes rolling up into the back of her head, Dawn lost all the strength in her legs and fell straight down, pushing the head of Chris’s member up against her deepest barrier.

Feeling his tip being crammed up against her cervix proved too much for Chris to handle. Even if he was still trying to hold back, there was no way he could have lasted through this. Feeling his climax hit, he let his head fall back into the bed as his hands gripped Dawns hip, keeping her in place as he finally felt the dam burst.

Being mindful of Dawn's sensitive hearing, he cried out loudly in a muffled groan through gritted teeth as his balls finally released their overworked payload. His member kicked hard and pulsed as the first jet of seed almost painfully erupted deep inside her core. His molten essence quickly spread out and coated her overly sensitive walls in one of the thickest layers of baby batter his body has ever produced.

Finding a new breath, Dawn cried out all over again once she felt the first powerful burst of blissful relief pool against her cervix. Her whole body melted into jello as she completely collapsed on top of her brother, her forelegs instinctively wrapping themselves around him as he continued to fill her with what she craved the most.

Chris kept his grip on her hips, his fingers digging into her coat as a new burst of even thicker seed shot out for his tip, filling what little vacant space she had left.

Dawn couldn’t do or say anything as her body and mind melted into mush. She could feel each powerful jet of warmth pool deep inside her, washing away her burning itch and replacing it with pure, refreshing bliss. She shivered, whimpering weakly as his third volley stuffed her completely, leaving no space unfilled. Every nook and cranny was completely occupied with his seed, some even leaking through her cervix and into her receptive womb. Each new spurt after that only pushed out what he had already gave her, causing it to leak out from their union and collect onto her bed. She mindlessly tried to squeeze her marehood around his pulsating length to keep more of his gift inside her, but it was a losing battle. More and more of his essence continued to leak out as his balls kept emptying themselves inside her.

Off to the side, a keening squeal of euphoria signaled Blue’s climax as well, something that Chris almost missed, but did pick up on as his climax started to slowly die down. After a few more smaller spurts, his whole body shivered before finally collapsing, all his strength leaving him.

Coming down from one of the best orgasms she had ever had, Dawn’s own body became just as limp as her brother’s. She laid there, panting heavily into Chris’s ear as small tremors ran down her spine, the gift he left in her belly continuing to soothe her and fill her with a sense of belonging and love. Her wings hung limply on either side of the pair, only the tips of the fingers moving slightly. A thick haze of sweat and musk hung over the room, the overwhelming smell of sex clinging to all of them.

Murmuring softly, Dawn’s forelegs wrapped themselves around Chris’s chest again once her mind started to come back. She whimpered as she reveled in the afterglow of something she had felt only once before, and even then, it didn’t compare to what she was feeling at the moment. Somehow she was more satisfied—more complete—and she didn’t want the experience to end.

Once her muscles became more responsive, she gave Chris a loving nuzzle, only to then realize what she had done. She had never let that side of her out before, and her self-conscious mind was starting to torment her with the idea that she had gone too far, even though her brother gave her permission.

Slowly, almost worriedly, she lifted her head and gave Chris a frightened look. “T-that… that wasn’t too much, was it? I wasn’t too rough or mean, was I? I mean, I didn’t hurt you, did I?”

“W-what... what?” Chris tried to answer through his panting, blinking up at her in a daze.

Dawn pushed herself up to give him so more room, keeping his slowly wilting member inside her as she sat up and looked down at him worriedly. She shivered a little as she felt his seed shift inside her and leak out a little more, but kept the serious look on her face. “I-I know you said it was okay, but... that whole, umm... Mistress thing and not letting you, ehh, cum... That wasn’t too mean, or... weird for you... was it?”

Chris smiled and chuckled at the back of his throat once he finally understood what she was referring to. He weakly raised his hand to touch her cheek, but lost his strength halfway to her and settled on rubbing her thigh reassuringly. “No, Dawn. I’m fine, and you weren’t too rough... I was actually getting into it. It was kind of… fun.”

“You... were?” she asked with a tired sigh of relief, then proceeded to flop over on her side, rolling off him in the process. His softening member slipped out of her with a wet ‘plop’, a stream of cum-gel-arousal mixture oozing from her gaping marehood as she laid beside him on her bed. “T-that’s... That’s good...”

Chris chuckled softly, but said nothing as he continued to lie there, trying to catch his breath. He was thankful that he seemed to have helped his sister, seeing her completely change from when the whole event first started. She seemed a lot nicer which was good, but also at peace which helped him feel slightly better about what he did.

Movement off to the side caught his attention, breaking his train of thought as he wearily turned his head towards his other two sisters that were still in the room. Blue Moon was lying on the floor, collapsed into a pile of pure bliss, a smile spread across her lips, pleased as punch. Her marehood was a sticky mess of mare juices and saliva. As for Moondrop…

He blinked in surprise upon seeing that, unlike Blue, Moondrop was very much active. Twisting her neck about at an odd angle that seemed unnatural even for a batpony, she was gnawed determinedly on the ropes wrapped around her legs and barrel. Within a few seconds, she had bitten through the last strand, and the tattered remains fell away.

Once she was free, she shot to her hooves, giggling excitedly as she danced in place. “Sweet Luna’s teats, that was sooo fucking hot! Holy Moon, I’m so glad I stuck around to see that!”

Both Blue and Chris jerked upright in shock, staring up at Moondrop, with blank expressions on their faces. Dawn was too out of it to notice or care.

“W-wait!?” Blue finally managed to say as she stared up at her sister in confusion, “Y-you… you could have gotten free from the ropes at any time?”

“Oh, did I not tell you that?” Moondrop said, rubbing the back of her head with a hoof awkwardly. “I guess I just assumed you knew since I’ve had to get myself out of situations like this before.”

“Wat…?” Blue said, her eyes unbelieving.

“Yeah, remember? I’ve told you that! Self-bondage can be a tricky thing, and sometimes you’ve got to get out of your binds quickly in case somepony comes home early.”

“And you just sat there and let all this happen!?” Blue shouted again in complete bewilderment.

“Well, yeah, of course I did!” Moondrop replied almost too excitedly. “I mean, come on, Moonie! You of all ponies should have known what a rare and exciting moment that was! It was playing out almost exactly like one of my mangas! It was so amazing! You think I would stop something as beautiful as that from taking place!?”

“I-I... but...” Blue tried to reply but was at a loss for words.

“There’s no time to talk about this now!” Moondrop said as she helped untie her little sister. Once Blue was free, Moondrop’s entire body started to quiver with unsurpassed energy, so much so that Chris began to worry a little. A trail of arousal crept down her inner thigh, but she seemed not to notice. “I have to go masturbate to this right away and write down everything before I forget it all!”

Crouching down, she closed her eyes before letting out a loud squeal that made everyone else in the room wince, even Dawn who wasn’t suffering from over sensitive hearing anymore. “I LOVE THIS FAMILY SO FUCKING MUCH!!”

Before anyone in the room could even think to ask what in the unholy sun was wrong with her, she dashed out of the room, giggling to herself. It was hard to catch what she said as she bolted, but Chris thought he heard her say something about panties jerking off a cock and writing about a new female domination fanfiction.

Dawn only half paid attention to what Moondrop was babbling about that whole time, only speaking up when she couldn’t hear her voice anymore.

“What’s wrong with that mare...?” she mumbled weakly.

“A lot...” Blue muttered as she laid on the floor, stunned, but she couldn’t help the small smile that touched her muzzle.

Shaking his head, Chris pushed himself off the bed, much to Dawn’s mumbled disapproval. He could tell she wanted him to stay, but she was already half asleep and too weak to do anything about it.

“Just rest,” Chris said as he leaned down and kissed her forehead. He ran a hand through her sweaty hair, an added gesture of reassurance that she greatly enjoyed.

She smiled and nodded her head, letting her eyes close completely. He thought he heard her mumble something like ‘I love you’, but it was too quiet to make out.

“I love you too...” he replied with a soft sigh, even though she was already passed out. He meant the words, but as to what kind of love, he was unsure.

He took a moment to really look at Dawn as she rested. Her mane was wet and haggard, her coat and clothing slick with sweat and other fluids, and her well-fucked marehood continued to wink while leaking thick, steady stream of... him. The sight didn’t disgust him like he thought it should have, but it didn’t help his confusing thoughts either. This was his sister he was looking at, his family, and he was seeing her in a state that only her future husband or coltfriend should see her in, not... her brother.

Looking around the room as the smell of sex filled his lungs, he locked eyes with a sweaty-looking Blue Moon, who had been watching him the whole time. She gave him a loving smile, as if she was actually happy about what had just transpired. He awkwardly returned the smile, rubbing the back of his head as he looked down at himself. His crotch was a sticky mess and he reeked of all kinds of musky aromas. Not only that, but his clothes were in shreds.

Groaning that he lost his favorite pair of pants, he started to make his way out of his sister’s room. His head was spinning with a turmoil of emotions, and he was unsure of how exactly to feel at the moment. That close call he had with Dawn discovering what he’d done was still fresh on his mind. It seemed that he dodged a bullet with that one, but he wondered if he should keep playing with fire like that?

Sighing softly, he pushed all thoughts out of his mind as he walked down the hall.

However, there was one thought that remained behind.

He needed a fucking bath.

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