There's method to the madness. Sorta.

Faye's jaw dropped as she slowly turned towards her pack mate. Lily, on the other hand looked somewhere between determined and furious.

"Think about it. It's only a matter of time until Dad finds out about... us, with how handsy he is, and he already thinks you're Anne, and he's, well, he's... horny already, and when he's part of the pack, then..."

"I can't fuck Dad!"

"It's the only way! He's not gonna fuck me, and if we don't fuck him, Dad's gonna find out, or Anne, and then we'll... they'll separate us for sure, and I... I don't wanna lose you..."

" I... you... how would I even...?" Seeing her packmate so distraught almost instantly melted Faye's resistance. And it was true - what else was she going to do, some insane sitcom shenanigans to make sure Edward never met the dog morph and Anne at the same time? No. They had two options, really; run away and live as a pack... or make their (step-) parents into mates. And seeing as neither Faye nor Lily were earning much in the way of money... "I mean, I don't have a... and my tail?"

"I don't know! M-maybe you can--I know! You can blow him! Our tongues are huge and super flexible, I'm sure he'll love it!"

"Suck Dad off?!" Faye gaped. She hadn't even been identifying as female before today, and now she was supposed to give a man a blowjob? Her own step-father no less? "I... I can't..."

And yet, the alternative and of course the puppy dog eyes Lily was now giving her left Faye only one option...

Edward was in a great mood, slightly drunk and only lightly singed from the fireball the copious amount of gas he'd used to light the barbecue had produced. The weather was great, he was home hours early, and he was about to have an impromptu barbecure with his entire family. No, wait... there was... Right as Edward had the thought, the door to the patio opened and his wife stepped out. She looked so incredibly hot in her tight yoga pants and that oversized shirt - although, wasn't that one of his he never wore...? Even the oversized hat only underlined her beauty, Edwards love burning as bright as it had on their wedding day.

"Wow, honey, just... wow." Unable to keep a huge smile from spreading on his face, Edward hung the tongs on their designated hook on the barbecue before walking over to his wife and kissing her on the cheek. The squeeze of Anne's other cheeks led to a surprised squeak. "Whatever you do for workouts, keep doing it. It does wonders for, well, everything! Also, could you do me a favor and check in on James? I'm sure he's playing again, but I'd love to have him with us."

"Well, uhm..." Her hands on Edwards pecs, Anne flinched for some reason before giving her husband a half-lidded, intense gaze. "Let's... I want to, first, er... oh, what the hell."

Edward boggled as his wife sank to her knees in front of him and began to fiddle with his belt. She wasn't doing what he thought she was doing, right?! Anne barely even touched his member with her hands when they had sex, and now she was about to suck it? Edward was suddenly glad that he'd taken a shower right after getting home. As his belt buckle jangled, Edward had to swallow hard, his heart beating in his throat and pumping blood into his groin; he hadn't grown hard this fast in literal years.

"Wh-what are you doing, honey?" Edward stammered, hands flexing as Anne opened his fly, allowing the bulge in his underpants to push forwards - towards Anne's parted lips. "I thought you... you didn't want...?"

"Just shut up and let me do this, D--Edward," Anne murmured and pulled her husband's pants and underpants down with a resolute jerk - and Edwards throbbing erection slapped her on the cheek, making Anne twitch slightly before holding on to Edward's hips and breathing on the tip of his shaft as she leaned back, going slightly cross-eyed as she stared Edward's trouser snake right in its one eye. "Don't make this any weirder than it is..."

"Whu--ungh!" Before Edward could ask what she mean by that, Anne had planted a tentative kiss on his swollen tip, making her husband groan as a shock of pleasure raced through him. He loved that new side his wife had suddenly developed - she had seemed much more youthful, fit, muscular ever since she'd started working out and running, and never more so than since yesterday evening. And now she was even willing to try new things? "H-honey, you--oh god!"

Anne didn't answer, her lips wrapped around her husband's spongy glans, tongue licking over Edward's urethra, making him double over in pleasure as he grabbed his wife's head by instinct. Something felt strange there, under Anne's hat, like she was wearing accessories or braids or something, but Edward's attention was very much elsewhere as Anne pushed forwards a little more, her soft lips sliding over Edward's purple helmet until she had it fully inside her mouth, tongue lapping over the sensitive flesh gently, even cradling it from time to time, the slick muscle of her tongue wrapping around Edward's glans from below and the sides.

"Your tongue feels--ah! Amazing, honey..." Edward's hands twitched, pressing against the weird lumps under Anne's hat, which seemed to make her shudder and moan around his cock - which in turn felt simply exquisite, making Edward's shaft tingle and lurch, his nuts churning already. After a near month-long dry spell, his endurance was almost non-existant. "I don't think I can--uUGH!"

Anne had merely slid forwards another inch, but it was enough - Edward promptly lost control, hips bucking as his shaft pulsed and swelled and unloaded right into Anne's mouth. Jerking back in surprise, she caught the second shot right into her face, the last one dribbling down onto her bosom as Anne coughed and spit her husband's swimmers onto the patio reflexively before wiping off her face with almost panicked urgency, groaning and cursing.

"Sorry, honey, it... I didn't want to... I wanted to warn you, but..." As Edward stammered and flailed, not daring to step closer to his wife, Anne calmed down and turned back to stare at Edward's wilting member with a strange intensity. "That was the first time you did... that, and I..."

"It wasn't enough..." Anne kept staring at her husband's cock as it dribbled another drop of cum onto the patio, looking almost despondent for some reason - but only for a second before she set her jaw and then looked up at Edward with a smoldering gaze. "Wanna... Wanna try something else for the first time, honey~?"

Edward was once more speechless as Anne pulled at the neckline of her too-big shirt, revealing her soft, creamy breastflesh. Her expansive, jiggly breastflesh - much more than Edward remembered her ever having. Jaw hanging slack, he found himself drawn into the deep valley of Anne's cleavage. Always having been a breast-man, Edward found himself growing hard once more at the mere sight of them. And even that was testament to the rekindled love and attraction to his wife; Edward hadn't been able to go this fast again since college.

"Anne, honey, did you... have you had... work done?" Edward had had the impression Anne's breasts were bigger, although it had been hard to tell under her billowy shirt. So he couldn't help but ask - the question may have been tactless, but it wasn't like his brain was all that well-supplied right now. "They... they look..."

"Like them?" Anne's smile was lascivious, if a little strained, as she jiggled her bust and slipped her other shoulder through the neck of her shirt, both hands pulling at its front until her dark areolas were just barely visible - which considerably sped up the hardening of Edward's shaft. "And I promise they're aaallll~ natural, believe it or not... Let me prove it, honey."

Gaping, Edward watched as his wife freed her massive bust, the neckline of her shirt allowing them to hang free without her having to take it off. Each individual tit was easily as big as Anne's head, more than three times the size Edward was used too - and without the tell-tale, fake roundness and firmness of silicone implants. They were perfect, tear-drop shaped and capped by fat nipples that crinkled and hardened even as Edward looked on, his shaft rock-hard and bobbing gently with his every heartbeat by now.

"Oh... oh god." The question of how didn't even make it beyond a vague idea in the back of Edward's mind. He loved his wife, of course, always had, but these new, fantastic breasts of her... they were obviously beyond exciting for him. Unbearably arousing would be the most apt description. Unable to control himself, Edward fell on his knees before Anne and began to suckle on the left of her fat nipples, tongue playing over the fat, erect nub as he groaned in bliss, one hand holding the enormous, soft breast Edward was sucking on, the other playing with Anne's right breast, thumb flicking the stiff teat capping it.

"That's it, honey, suck my titty..." Anne cooed, stroking her husband's head gently with one hand while the other grazed his almost painfully hard, throbbing shaft. "Maybe you'll even--mmh! Make me give milk, who knows?"

Edward had completely given into lust, slobbering and licking and kissing his wife's fat orbs, pulling gently at her nipples with his teeth before letting go and delighting at how Anne's tits wobbled and jiggled as they settled on her chest, only to dive right back in. Anne obviously enjoyed his attention - cooing and moaning softly, she kept stroking Edward's hair as he kept up his lustful **** on her breasts, pressing his face into the soft skin and pulling back, Anne's thick nipple between his lips the entire time.

"Now, honey, I'm happy you like them..." Edward groaned once more as he felt Anne's hand wrap around his tingling, pulsing cock and pull upwards gently. "But I was thinking of something else, you know~?"

Looking up at his wife, head buried between her marvelous breasts, Edward only hesitantly followed Anne's slow tugging, hands unwilling to let go of these two perfect orbs, squeezing and rubbing the soft skin - until he felt his cum-slick glans push between his wife's underboob. With a cheeky smile, Anne tilted her head forwards and let copious amounts of drool drip into her cleavage, all the while keeping eye contact with Edward.

Who couldn't believe his luck. First the first blowjob he'd ever gotten, now the first titfuck he'd ever gotten? What had gotten into Anne?! Not that he was complaining of course...

"W-wow, honey... I... I'm so happy... I..."

"Just shut up and fuck my tits already, honey," Anne beamed up at Edward, her voice thick with lust as she cupped her hands over his and pressed her boobs together around his drooling, tingling glans. "Don't hold back, I made everything nice and slick for you..."

With a massive grin and feeling full of love for his wife, Edward pushed forwards, burying his sizeable dick entirely between Anne's breasts. It felt so incredibly slick and warm and soft between her perfect orbs, the pressure of their clasped hands against the sides of Anne's boobs feeling nothing less than exquisite. Pulling his shaft back slowly, Edward thrust back in languidly, delighting in how his wife's breasts jiggled even with this little amount of strength as he hilted out once more, cock buzzing and tingling with pleasure. It feld harder than it had ever been, and Edward thought he could feel every vein stand out as it slid through Anne's spit-slick cleavage.

"Do you like it, Honey? Do you like fucking my biiig titties?" Gazing up at her husband through half-lidded eyes, Anne smiled and shook her chest gently, stimulating Edward's shaft powerfully even with this minuscule movement, nearly throwing off his rhythm as he thrust with more vigor now. "Your cock's so big and hard~..."

"Ugh... unh... yeah, honey! Your boobs are the best... feels great..." As he humped away, Edward nearly doubled over in pleasure and once again grabbed his wife's head, squeezing the lumps under her hat. Anne moaned and shuddered lustfully once more, and Edward felt his own arousal mount as he thrust away. "God, honey, I... I love this..."

"Mhmm~..." Feeding more drool between her breasts to keep them nice and slick, Anne mewled lustfully as Edward kept rubbing the sides of her head through her hat, shaking her tits and pressing them together around her husband's thrusting shaft. "Keep going, honey, I think..."

Edward's hips twitched as a spike of pleasure raced through him, together with mounting pressure in his cock. At first, he thought he'd been blindsided by his climax, but... that didn't seem to be it. Bucking once more, Edward thrust deep into Anne's cleavage - and felt the warm summer air on the tip of his cock. Confused, he stared down and past his wife's flushed face looking at him. He'd been able to fit his entire cock between her tits, so why...?

He saw his glans peek out from between Anne's soft orbs in a frothy sea of pre and spit, if only just. That was to be expected after feeling air on it. What wasn't expected was the strange, reddish color instead of the usual purple. Or the way Edward's glans began to grow ever more tapered, less round, even as he looked at himself.