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Fernpaw curled up tight in the nursery, wet tears slowly dripping down her cheek. She asked herself the same question she asked every night.
Why did it all happen to me?
She glanced up and over at her five kits. She had to take care of two litters simultaneously, thanks to both Ashpaw and Cloudpaw. Well, now they're Ashfur and Cloudtail. They got to become warriors while Fernpaw's stuck in the nursery with only a month of training left to go.
It was exhausting on her small body to feed five kittens. They sucked the life and soul out of her every time they drank milk. She didn't know how she made it through every day.
Do I make it through every day?
And the way the clan looked at her... their eyes were always full of pity, glancing at her sympathetically as if she were some broken toy.
I am a broken toy, Fernpaw suppressed more wet running down her face. For these kits' fathers.
The two apprentices who raped her two moons ago never got any punishment. Cloudpaw, after banging her up again, coerced her to not tell a living soul about what they did. Fernpaw stumbled back into camp in ruins that day, long after the toms, claiming a group of horny rouges had used her.
I'm going to drown in my sorrow like this. Fernpaw drew a paw up and wiped away as much of her tears as she could. I need a break. I need to relax.
Another paw slid down to her cunt. She rubbed around it slowly, letting out soft noises as she began generating pleasure. She tried not to focus on her past or her surroundings and just feel the full, unhindered pleasure of rubbing herself.
"Hhnnngghh..." she groaned very softly. Stars... why...
Fernpaw rubbed faster, then immediately switched to pressing a digit in and out between her folds. She panted more heavily now, rolling onto her back to make it easier for her.
Fuck... I hate this... She slipped another digit into her core, thrusting harder with her paws. Shlrk, slrk, slrk... She could feel her bliss bubbling up inside of her, getting closer to a climax. I hate my life... why did I get such a terrible fucking brother?
Her life, at least her immediate life, only got worse. She felt the pleasure inside her stagnate, then deprecate, even as she pumped herself harder. No! Fuck!
Fernpaw kept trying, but the bliss wouldn't come back. It seemed to drain out through a hole inside her. I can't believe this. I can't even fuck myself right. She growled, ripped her fingers out of her core, and laid down, defeated. Her pawtoes were covered in her sticky slickness, just reminding her of what she failed.
"Mom?"
Fernpaw turned her head. Blossomkit, Cloudpaw's daughter, was staring at her with wide but exhausted eyes. Fernpaw froze, turning red in shame and embarrassment. Did my kit just watch me masturbate?
"What are you doing?" Blossomkit asked in a small, innocent, curious voice.
Telling the truth would be wrong. Blossomkit was just a kit. She shouldn't know what Fernpaw's been through, or what erotica she's doing right now. But she was tired of keeping secrets, tired of doing what was right, since that didn't get her anywhere and doing wrong got her brother further than her.
"I'm pleasuring myself," Fernpaw explained listlessly. "Life's been rough. Momma needs a break."
"... oh."
"Could you help me?" The words tumbled out of Fernpaw's mouth before she realized what she had said. Oh shit. She realized the implications of what she was suggesting. Her kit, a kit, helping her reach an orgasm.
She'd be as bad as Ashfur. She'd probably be worse than Ashfur.
But she didn't take it back.
"Oh, o-okay," Blossomkit agreed. "What do you want me to do?"
Fernpaw turned herself so she exposed her cilt to her daughter. This is so wrong... "Come here..." she motioned between her legs with her tail.
Blossomkit, looking a little flushed but eager to help her mother. She stood obediently between Fernpaw's hind legs, eyes fixed on the puffy lips in the apprentice's groin.
"Just lick it," Fernpaw explained. She used a paw to rub her cunt and open the lips for her kit. Why am I doing this? Why am I not stopping it?
Blossomkit leaned down and drew a slow lick across Fernpaw's pussy. The wetness and the warmth and the roughness of the kit's raspy tongue hit her instantly.
Fernpaw let out a quiet pleasured moan. This was infinitely better than trying to masturbate. "Fuckk..."
Blossomkit drew back, worried. A strand of saliva still connected her mouth to Fernpaw's core."Did I do something wrong?"
"No, no," Fernpaw blurted out. "You're doing great. Keep going."
Blossomkit hesitated, but then leaned back down and licked her mother's pussy again. Fernpaw let out another affirmative moan, encouraging her to do it again and again.
"Do you... hhh... like this, momma?" Blossomkit asked sincerely. Fernpaw could feel her breaths against her sensitive areas as her daughter did it more and more.
Fernpaw's whiskers twitched in amusement. She's talking dirty, she just doesn't know it. Fernpaw nodded. "I love this... you're doing so good, Blossomkit..."
Blossomkit brightened a little more. She purred happily and went back to pleasuring her mother, faster and more avidly now.
Stars~!! Her tongue... it's so good! Fernpaw struggled not to wake the cats and kits around her with her ecstatic noises. The wet noises Blossomkit made as she dragged her tongue across her folds, occasionally accidentally dipping between them turned Fernpaw on even more.
"Haaaahh~" Fernpaw arched her back up as Blossomkit continued quickly. She squirmed back and forth in pleasure, making sure she visibly and audibly gave her kit her approval and praise for what she was doing. "D- don't stop!" She could hear the pleasure dripping from her voice.
Fernpaw could also feel that liquid bliss pooling up inside of her, faster than when she was trying to fill it alone. It didn't drain at all as Blossomkit kept licking, obediently filling that hole inside Fernpaw, at least for now.
"Ooh~!! Fuuu.." Fernpaw wrapped her hind legs tight around Blossomkit and squeezed her, pulling her close to Fernpaw and locking her in place. The kit yelped as her muzzle was forcibly thrust into her pussy. That pushed Fernpaw over the edge, the euphoria overflowing and bursting out her core. "Aaaahhh~!!!"
Blossomkit squeaked in surprise as sticky, clear liquids splurted out of Fernpaw, coating her face in the sweet cum. Fernpaw let out a loud moan, forgetting the time of night and sleeping cats around her.
As the white ecstasy cleared her mind, her orgasm ending as quickly as it came, Fernpaw relaxed her grip on Blossomkit. She opened her eyes, unaware she had even closed them in the first place. The two she-cats sunk to the ground, exhausted.
"Thank you, Blossomkit..." Fernpaw panted. "I really needed that..." She glanced down at her daughter and saw her face completely covered and matted in her liquids, alongside Fernpaw's groin. She held back a giggle and swept her child close to her face with her tail. "Oh, come here~"
Blossomkit stayed still and quiet while Fernpaw wrapped herself tight around her. Fernpaw licked her sweet fluids off of her kit's face. "You're such a good girl, Blossomkit~" she murmured. "You did so well~"
Blossomkit purred gently, squirming in her grasp as her rough tongue cleared away the sticky liquid. "Thanks."
What have I done? Fernpaw thought. My daughter made me cum, and she's just a kit. That was wrong...
Fernpaw kept licking her daughter's head. She had made her feel so good, taking away her troubles, at least for a brief moment. And if she could do that with her kits, then maybe it'd make her feel less worse about what happened that horrible day in the forest a season ago. If they could do that to her, she could do it to her kit.
I need Blossomkit's help.
"Hey, Blossomkit," she whispered. Her whole body curled around her daughter, wrapping her up like how a snake coils around a catch.
"...Yeah?"
"Mommy might need your help again soon. Would you mind doing this again with me in the future?" Please say yes
"... Sure."