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Guest (sooo she peed inside him?) = Uh... No. It's called squirting. Only 40% of women are capable of that. During post-release (Or orgasm), they will feel the urge to pee. But it's not really urine. It's just water. And I made Serene do that because I was bored. So... because of that, Serene is now a squirter for the rest of the story.

MunkyRob = Hey, you too.

Guest (what is writer block) = The inability of an author to produce a work, due to lack of inspiration. Google is your best friend, mate.

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Carol knew those two were behind her. Come on, who doesn't? Those two have been following her ever since she turned twelve, and not once have they stopped. She could say it was getting a bit annoying, but then she liked the attention too.

She was just finishing the last of the dishes. And she knew it more than anyone else, they were in the kitchen, sitting at the dining table, watching her every move. That always crept her out as a girl. Especially because John and Simone were the mischievous ones in the family, other than AJ. She always felt like in a matter of time, at least one of them was going to pull a prank on her. But in those two chipmunk years they'd been after her, they'd always been so kind and gentlemen-ish.

She threw away the last of the dishes, wiped her paws and turned around to face them both. They were caught gazing at her, and they immediately looked away. These boys were too obvious for her. Anyways, she greeted with a wave.

"Hey, Simone. Hey, Janice." And of course, John still haven't cut his hair, making him look more like his twin sister.

Simone waved back, while John frowned. "Uh... no. Carol, it's John." He said.

Carol shrugged playfully. "I know. I just like to pretend that there's one less boy that's after me." She smiled, only because frowning and acting sourly wasn't in her nature. "Seriously, guys, aren't you ever going to give up? You two haven't left me alone ever since I turned twelve."

As Simone shyly and uncharacteristically played with his fingers, Carol knew he was blushing madly under his brunette fur. She took note of the color. Maybe brunette wasn't a bad color. Both boys were pretty cute, but of course, they were going to have to do better than what they do.

Carol giggled. These two weren't going to speak. She always knew them as the mischievous ones in Uncle Simon's side, and it wasn't like them to be shy, unlike Simon Jr. and J'Nell. "No need to act speechless around me guys. You know who I am, right? I don't judge people."

She smiled at them as she hopped down from the kitchen island. Landing on the floor, she gave them one last wave of goodbye. "I'll see you guys later." She turned and walked. But as she was moving away, she heard John call her name. She looked back. "What?"

Even from afar, Carol could sense his nervousness. No offense to them, but that was pathetic, even for her. Even Alienelle and Elisha would agree. John shook his head. "No- nothing. Never mind."

Carol resisted the urge to roll her eyes, but she did so as she turned away from them. As she exited the kitchen, Dave was passing by. She smiled sweetly and greeted him. "Good afternoon, Dave." He didn't want to be called grampa, so Carol took note of that.

He stopped and smiled at her. "Oh, hi, Carol. Are the dishes done?" He asked.

She counted with her fingers. "Chipmunk sized, and human sized. All done, Dave," She smiled.

"Good job. Thank you." Holding his newspaper, Dave walked into the kitchen, and Carol heard him greet the two boys.

Everyone had their turns in chores around the house, and she and Elisha always had to do the kitchen, as suggested by the rest of the family. She didn't know why, but maybe because everyone in daddy's family loved food, and they're all plump in size. Carol took note of that again. She herself was plump and chubby, but that never bothered her in any way. The only question is, why would John and Simone like her if she were like this? Do they like her for her? Or did they only like her because it was nearly mating season?

To be honest, she had her own urges, and as a teenager, she satisfied them herself. What? She wasn't allowed to touch herself because she was so sweet and innocent? Of course she was. Even Alienelle and Ally, and Elisha touch themselves. But unlike the two from Aunt Brittany's side, She and her sister only do it when they needed to, not when they wanted to. And they were still virgins.

A few moments later, she arrived in her parents' room. That's where she, Elisha, and TJ wanted to hang out whenever they're free. And the thought of her and her sister painting their father's claws four years ago still made her laugh. Daddy was so funny, and she'll never get enough of spending time with him. Even as a teenager, all she wanted was to be with him. And yes, she was a daddy's girl, just like Elisha.

And that was why John and Simone weren't her type. If she were to find a male, he had to be as sweet, funny, and caring as her father. Someone who'd treat her like a princess, even as a teenager. Someone who'd make her giggle so hard, she wouldn't feel her stomach. Someone who was exactly like daddy at heart.

. . . . . . .

(Two days later)

Mating season has finally come! Finally! Brittany couldn't help it anymore when it came to Alvin, and she was right all along. The heat struck hard. Very, very hard. Hard enough that her whole body shivered and trembled every time she saw, or even thought of him. She couldn't believe it. She was shaking all over, and as she stood before her mate, a drop of her wetness dripped from her sex, into the floor. This was crazy!

It was already noon, and she and Alvin still haven't come out of the room. They mated again, and again, and again, and the pleasure it brought was beyond everything she ever had before, and they only escalated every time she reached her climax. Pleasure piled up after pleasure, reaching higher and higher, Brittany thought her brain would explode.

They were standing. Her back was against the wall, one leg raised to welcome Alvin's erection deep inside her. They've tried different positions already. Ever since they woke up, Alvin mated with her everywhere. On the bed, on the floor, against the wall, even under the bed. They've done it so many times already, she lost count. And they haven't even taken a break. They mated for hours and hours straight without stopping. This was heaven. Their paradise of pleasure.

With her lips on his, they kissed madly, and their faces were moist with each other's fluids. She moaned and scream his name so hard, she could feel her throat itch. Alvin was going so fast, so hard, so... rough, and it was almost as if she climax at every push he made.

Alvin had full control of everything. After one more climax, he pulled her from the wall and made her get on all fours, and he mated with her from behind.

"Oh, God. It's so good!" Brittany moaned, feeling another release. "Alvin, please don't stop! Don't stop!"

From behind her, Brittany could feel his breath on her ear. "I'll never stop. I'm promise, you won't be able to move by the end of the season," He said as he went faster, the rhythm escalating.

"Oh,... yes!" She felt another climax, trying to bury her claws into the ground.

After another climax, Alvin grabbed hold of her stomach, and pulled her up, banging her back against the wall once more. She could feel her sex dripping as she climaxed again and again, feeling her stomach starting to hurt. After one last release, she screamed as loud as she ever had, and feeling her legs starting to feel like jelly, she collapsed into Alvin's shoulders.

He wrapped his arms around her stomach, coming inside her one last time. After that, he stopped.

No, no, no, she didn't want to stop. She wanted this to last forever. She looked at him weakly into the eyes. As she tried to speak, she couldn't feel her throat. "A...Alvin. D-...Don't stop. Please."

Alvin pushed her back to the wall, smiling at her sweetly. He inched his face closer to her. With his paw, he set the bangs on her hair aside and kissed her. When they pulled out, it was she who was breathless. "You are so beautiful," He said softly.

Brittany was too weak to respond. As much as she hated to admit it, she's reached her limit.

"As much as I want to mate with you all month, worship you, and maybe get you pregnant, you're tired. I don't think you can go anymore."

Brittany wanted to argue with him. She wanted more and more of the pleasure that only he could give. But also, he was right. She couldn't go anymore. Even lifting up her arms to hug him was hard enough. "Thanks to you. You're a rough brute." At least she still had the energy to tease.

"And you're a sexy devil. My beautiful queen of seduction."

She nuzzled his face. "I'm never going to let you go. Can I rest so we can start this again?"

He kissed her forehead. "Sure. Don't hurry. I don't want you sick."

Another seductive grin formed in her lips. "It'll only take a minute."

. . . . . . .

He was on top of her again, having their second round for the afternoon. Jeanette couldn't believe the heat this year. It was unbelievable. This was the sixth time they mated for the day. But of course, she knew they couldn't break Alvin and Brittany's record. When breakfast and lunch were called, those two chose to stay in their rooms, and everybody knew they were blowing each other's minds.

Simon was inside her, his lengthy erection stretching her walls as they always did. He moved inside her, and every inch he covered sent waves of pleasure spiking into her mind, making her feel lost and satisfied. This was where she belonged.

She wrapped her arms around him, pulling him close as she came again and again. The pleasure was unbelievable. She was lost with him. Lost in heaven. Lost in him.

But just as she was about to release again, the door suddenly gave a loud squeak, startling them both. Jeanette squealed, and Simon got off her, both of them in panic. She felt his length pulling out of her, and she moaned in disappointment, feeling the pleasure die down. D

Darn it! Who could that be?

Looking down, Serene stood at the door, seeming shock as she stared at them. Jeanette suddenly blushed. "Oh, mom, dad, I'm so sorry. I should have knocked."

Even from afar, Jeanette could sense her daughter's discomfort. She pulled up her blankets to cover more of her body, then smiled at her in a seemingly awkward manner. "No. It's okay. But I do agree that you should knock."

Serene smiled, then frowned. "I'm really sorry, mom."

"You must be shocked now, huh?" She shifted and let go of the blanket, so it falls neatly down her stomach. She sat up, naked. "Anyway, can we help you?" She did her best to sound motherly. It was hard because of the strange feeling in her stomach that came after she (almost) climaxed.

When Serene cleared her throat, Jeanette sensed the nervousness that replaced the shock. Slowly, Serene took off her jacket, leaving her light purple shirt. Jeanette could see her blushing. She placed the jacket aside. "Um... mom." She looked up and smiled. "See anything different?" Serene gestured to her body.

"What do you mean?" Jeanette asked.

"Look closer," Serene instructed.

And Jeanette did so. Slightly adjusting her glasses and looking carefully at her daughter's body, she tried to observe any changes Serene was trying to point out. A few moments later, she didn't get it. But then, suddenly, looking down at her stomach, it finally hit her.

Serene's belly was slightly plump under her shirt, but the rest of her body remained normal. Gasping, Jeanette placed her paws over her mouth. Slowly, she got off the bed and approached her daughter, not taking her eyes off her stomach.

"Serene...," She whispered. "Serene, you're pregnant?"

Serene played with her fingers, Jeanette could hear her gulp. Her heart was beating fast. Was her daughter with child? With children? AJ? "Um...," Was all Serene could seem to say. The rest was spoken by a nod.

Jeanette couldn't believe it. She grabbed her daughter's paws and squealed in delight and joy. "Oh, my God! Serene, you're pregnant!" She started to feel the tears of pride in her eyes. She wrapped her in her arms. Her daughter was pregnant. She couldn't believe it. "Oh, Serene, I'm so proud of you!" She let her go and looked at her in the eyes. "It's AJ's, right?"

Serene nodded.

Jeanette couldn't remove the smile on her face that made her look like an idiot. But her daughter was pregnant! How could she not be happy! She was more than just proud of her. She placed her paws on his shoulders, almost urgently. "Tell me how you two did it. Was he good to you?" She asked, and she knew that question was out of line, but she didn't care.

She could see her daughter's blush under her brunette fur. But Serene smiled. "She was so gentle, mom. Aunt Brittany let us use her room for a whole day, and we did it without stopping. It was unbelievable!"

Jeanette tilted her head, amused. A whole day straight? As in eight hours straight? She and Simon could barely last three hours without taking a break. "A whole day, as in eight hours?" Jeanette asked.

"Twelve."

Jeanette gasped. "Twelve? Are you serious? You two lasted that long?" How can her daughter do something that neither she nor her mate can do? Perhaps she should get Serene to teach her how.

Serene shook her head. "No. AJ was the one who wasn't exhausted. I wanted more, but I was just too tired." Slowly, Serene shifted from one leg to the next, making her discomfort clear. "I'm sorry, mom, I really don't want to talk about this."

Jeanette nodded. Her daughter was right. It wasn't time to dwell on this. She had to bask in her pride. Her daughter was pregnant. "Okay." She smiled. "Have you told him yet?"

"I was going to, but then I passed by your room, and I figured you had to know first, since you're my parents. And I know I'm not really spending a lot time with you anymore since I got with Alvin. I'm sorry."

Jeanette gave a light peck on her daughter's forehead. "Don't worry about it. We had to let you go sooner or later, no matter how hard it felt. But where you're happy, Serene, that's where we want you to be."

Serene stopped playing with her fingers and looked up. She smiled, her ears perked up.

Jeanette observed and admired Serene's smile for another moment. Then her gaze caught her daughter's belly. It wasn't clear, but Jeanette knew babies were definitely inside her daughter. Then again, she couldn't stop smiling. "How do you feel?" She finally asked.

"Normal. No longer in heat. Is that right?" Serene seemed confused.

Jeanette wrapped her daughter around in an embrace, nuzzling her cheek. "Of course it's right, dear. You were in pain, and AJ saved you. You should thank him."

Serene hugged her back. "I owe him everything, mom." When she let go, her eyes glistened. "We're going to have perfect children. I promise. For you, dad, and Alvin."

Jeanette almost couldn't contain the pride. She took her daughter in her arms. "Oh, Serene, thank you.''

"It's the least I can do, mom. You and dad are the best parents a child could ever ask for."

Jeanette's gaze caught her eyes again. Simon's blue beryl eyes on her daughter's face. She smiled again. "You have your father's eyes, Serene. They're beautiful. Pass that trait on to at least one of your offspring. That's the least you can do."

Serene smiled again as a response.

"And that reminds me. Why don't you go speak to your father about this. I'm sure he'd be proud of you too."

"I was listening, Jeanette." From behind her, Jeanette heard Simon's voice, reminding her of the hours and minutes of desires, lust, and pleasure they had earlier. Jeanette looked back at Simon, who was looking at their daughter, smiling. "I'm proud of you too, Serene. Very much. But honestly, I'm only twenty-five, but I feel old.''

Serene walked up to her father, hopping up on the bed, and kissing him on the forehead. Jeanette listened to their conversation.

"Oh, it's alright dad. You can be fifty years old, but this is as old as a chipmunk's body can get. You'll still look young. And you know I'll still love you, right?" Serene spoke, and Jeanette could feel the affection she had for her father.

Simon reached for her face and kissed her on the forehead. "I'll still love you. And I'll love your children equally, too."

"What about AJ?"

Simon frowned. "Yeah. Him, too."

Serene frowned. "Daddy." It was the first time Jeanette ever heard Serene scold.

"Alright, alright. For you, I'll like him, too."

Serene still frowned.

"Okay, I'll treat him like a son."

Serene hugged her father tightly. "Thank you, daddy."

As Jeanette watched, words couldn't express how proud she was at Serene..., and at herself. Every one of their daughters were perfect, and it was all thanks to Simon. She thought back on the past, dwelling on how lucky she was too have him, and how her life had turned to heaven shortly after she'd met him.

I know it took so long, but I had to update before I lose this work. Remember that island I've been to in my first vacation? Yeah, I'm in here again, and the internet connection still sucks. I mean... just two bars connection? You gotta be kidding be. The last time I saved more than a thousand word, I got a "Webpage loading problem" and I had to start all over again, so sorry.

I was supposed to add another Carol/John/Simone fluff, but then... (refer to the reason above).

I'm so sorry for the lack of details. That's been my problem lately. Bear with me. I'll get over it soon.