You slap away Sam's hand. “No! No to all of that. I'm not going to accept a gross trade and I'm not going to accept you marrying my mom.”

The man is not phased by your refusal. “That's unfortunate, because I get everything I want with enough time. Watch.” Sam opens the door and motions for you to follow him outside. You walk out tentatively, observing your mother talking with Kara somewhat pensively. They both turn to look at you, then Kara turns her head to see Sam walking towards them; she regards him with a moderate amount of disgust. Marrien is a bit more reserved. She is obviously uncomfortable, but resolved to hide her deeper feelings.

“The boy and I just had a chat.” Sam comments, walking to Marrien confidently. He drapes an arm around her slender waist and pulls her into him. You cringe as he leans down and shamelessly tongues your mothers lips before pushing between them to kiss incredibly sloppy. The kisses you've seen, in general, have been pecks. Polite but loving. With this you see him imposing himself onto her, yet she is not fighting back at all. After he releases her she turns her head to hide her embarrassment and wipes her mouth.

“Ahh, wonderful. Can you both tell how much my new wife loves me?” He turns to look at you tauntingly. He then looks to Kara.

“Dear, if you're ever interested in joining us, let me know. I have room in my bed for more than one woman. Or... We could spend some quality time away from the house. Whatever you prefer.”

He chuckles, almost talking to himself. No one around him wants to speak, either out of shock or submission or in Kara's case, confusion. The Beastwoman did not look like she understood the first thing about what he was offering, or why.

“That's enough. Kara, let's go check out the woods.” You walk quickly past Sam and your mother and take Kara's hand, pulling her down the rows of planted fields towards the tree-line.

“Don't be a stranger!” Sam shouts after them jovially.

As you are walking you hear a voice call out to you. “Wait!” You stop and turn to see a familiar figure pulling up the hem of her dress to run after you. While out of breath she asks.

“You weren't going to leave without seeing me, were you?”

You shake your head. “No. Sorry, I just couldn't stick around and watch that any longer.” Looking back, both your mother and Sam had returned to the house. You give your sister a worried look.

“You aren't actually staying in that house, are you?”

She shakes her head, her auburn locks waving back and forth. Your sister is about the same age as you, give or take a few months. You are not twins, but the similarities between you two mean you may as well be.

“I'm staying in the village with a friend. Mom suggested it. I still come back to tend to the garden, though. When I do that bastard is always either staring at me or pawing at mom like he owns her.” She furrows her brow tightly.

“We need to do something about this, right?”

“I agree, but I can't do anything yet. I need to get stronger. Get more influence.”

“You need to go into politics or business, then. Not adventuring.” Fiona says critically.

“Are you really so intent on following in dad's footsteps, even while this is happening to our town?”

“I'd be doing something else if this wasn't my best opportunity. I have a special trait that should let me get stronger faster. I'm going to become a hero. Heroes have influence, right?”

Fiona looks at you skeptically. “I mean-” She then stops and notices the third wheel standing off to the side. Her fox ears are twitching as each of you speak.

“Who's this?”

“This is Kara.” You realize you are still holding Kara's hand and quickly let go. She did not seem to mind, however.

“She is going to teach me magic.” Kara doesn't speak, but instead gives a little wave.

Fiona reluctantly lifts her skepticism just a bit, observing the fox woman curiously. “She's... Just going to be teaching you magic? Is there anything else going on?”

“There's nothing else, really.” You claim, unable to keep yourself from sounding awkward as you remember the encounter you had on the way here.

Kara chooses this moment as a good time to speak and casually utters. “He's had every opportunity to do 'this and that' and hasn't, so I think what he's saying is true.”

“Uh..” After hearing her say that your mouth drops open and your face flushes to a bright red color.

Fiona holds her stomach and bends over laughing. “Alright! Good to know some things never change.” She bends back and lifts a hand to her chin to think.

“A hero... Maybe that's enough. Just make sure you don't disappear like dad did.”

“I wont. I promise. Wherever I end up going I'll be back.” You becomes somewhat stern, adding.

“He'll be back, too! Just wait.”

Fiona rolls her eyes shallowly. “Sure.” She looks to the treeline in which you are headed.

“Where are you both going?”

“We can't train in the town because the flow of magic is off, Right?” You look to Kara.

She closes her eyes, tilts her head up and inhales deeply through her nose. After a few moments she opens her eyes and nods. “Yep. Not impossible, but not great.” She then glances towards the house, tilting her head quizzically.

“If you're going into the woods you should gather some remedies I have stored in the house. I don't like going there, but if you're both with me I feel comfortable.”

“Yeah, alright. Could be helpful, thank you.” You smile and begin leading her and Kara back to the house.

“I hate that we have to be hesitant about visiting our own home! It's ridiculous.”

“Agreed.” Fiona nods.

You all enter into your home, expecting to see Sam and Marrien on the ground floor in either the kitchen or the sitting room. Looking around, your mother is not in her office, either.

“Are they upstairs?” You question.

“Yes, they're in my room, next to mom's.” Fiona comments.

“Not that, Mother and that man.”

Fiona realizes what you're saying and gulps. “We should just get what we need and go.”

“Why?” You ask, ascending the stairs. Kara follows directly behind you and Fiona trails slightly. As you get closer to the top of the stairs it opens up into a wide, straight hallway. There are a few rooms on the top floor, but your sister's is at the end, bordering your parents room. Though, you know your mother spends most nights in her office, so it is odd that she is not there now. The door is slightly open and you hear sounds coming from the room. You look back to see that Kara can hear them, too, and is interested. Fiona is looking off to the side awkwardly.

“I don't know where the stuff is in your room.” You state.

Walking down the hall, you are all huddled together. Though it is not your choice, you simply find that the two women are sticking close to you for some reason. As you get closer to the door, close enough to see inside and hear clearly you begin to understand what is happening. As you stare in you see a clear view of your mother's naked body facing the door. Sam is behind her, lifting one of her long legs up from the bend in her knee to keep them spread. Before you can look away you see a few things. You see his huge cock splitting your mother open, practically. You catch them while it is buried inside so you only see the thickness at first, but as it draws out you feel more and more insignificant as inches are added to the length, with even more yet unseen since the man does not pull all the way out before slamming back into her pussy.

“O-ooh gods!” You hear your mother moan. It is not pain. Definitely not. She is not aware of your presence but Sam quickly looks up and stares at you while he is fucking your mother.

He smirks and speaks clearly. “Your tune changes quite a bit when you're in bed, doesn't it?” She moans, but does not answer. This prompts him to reach around and aggressively grope one of her large tits. He kneads into it and pinches her perky nipples.

“Doesn't it!”

Her body tenses. “Y-yes!”

“You know how this works, Marrien. If you aren't vocal I'm gonna stop.” The man provides an ultimatum. It confuses you, because presumably stopping is exactly what she should want. So you wonder why in the world she would answer him. To your surprise, she answers without hesitation.

“I love your dick! Keep fucking me, please!” her voice does not just sound pleasured, it sounds desperate.

“Keep talking!” Sam groans

“I love you! I love you! I love you!” She utters over and over again as Sam pounds into her.

“I need your dick! I need this, it's been so long!”

You gulp and take a step back, bumping into Kara. You turn to see her entranced by the scene. She whispers. “He is very... Dominant.” You also see Fiona watching, covering her mouth and looking quite bothered. Her face is red and she looks like she is having trouble standing. You quickly usher her into her room and quietly close the door as the sounds of moans hit a crescendo inside.

“His is a lot bigger than yours.” Kara whispers to you frankly.

“Is that normal?”

“Mine is normal.” You snap back at her quietly.

She looks down. “Oh.”

After a few moments Fiora leaves her room with a pack. You grab her and Kara by the wrist and drag them downstairs.

“I-I picked all this stuff from the garden and turned it into salves and potions a while back.” She comments, obviously still shaken by why you all saw and heard. As you all leave the house Kara closes her eyes and sniffs the air again, following her nose to the patch of flowers and herbs.

“What is it?” You ask, watching the Beastwoman walk right into the middle of the colorful field.

She raises her arms. “This plot is thick in mana. We could potentially stay closer to town, in that case, if you're worried about your family.”

Fiona lifts her head. “So... You wouldn't have to leave?”