“Ah, here we are Princess,” Vicky said as she motioned to the cage that she had brought before you, “I think you are going to enjoy this next little performance.”
As Vicky said this you started to feel uneasy. You had already witnessed so much cruelty and debauchery that it was beginning to numb your senses and thoughts. Strangely, you could sense that you were no longer quite as shocked to see Vicky introducing her pets compared to when you had first entered the dingy building you were in.
With this in mind, when you saw the two furry creatures in the cage staring up at you with sad, intelligent eyes, you found yourself simply looking back at them pitifully; knowing full-well that there was nothing you could realistically do to help them.
You and the two creatures continued to study each other for a short while. In this time you determined that they were both some kind of anteater, due to the long snouts and tails which adorned their lightly-furred bodies. Added to this, you also noticed that one appeared to be male, while the other was female. This made you feel slightly queasy, since you now knew just how fond Vicky and her vile family were of making their victims give in to their bestial mating instincts; regardless of whether they truly wanted to or not.
You continued to think about the harsh reality of the situation until you were interrupted by Vicky. “Aren’t they beautiful?” the sadistic woman said with her typically evil smile, “Southern Tamanduas are quite a fascinating species. Now I would love to tell you more about our two specimens, but truth be told I don’t know many of the details. You see, these two have been with us for some years now, and I believe that it was my mother who had a vendetta against them. All I know is that they were a father and daughter, though their names escape me. Instead, I just call the male ‘Mister’ and the female ‘Missy,’ just for simplicity’s sake; though this can get confusing at times, given that the two of them had their genders swapped on their journeys from humans to animals!”
Upon hearing this, the two tamanduas audibly groaned as they were reminded of their cruel predicament. Meanwhile, you could only watch and listen in reluctant acceptance of the situation, having already witnessed so much suffering and humiliation at the hands of Vicky and her cruel family.
“Right then,” Vicky continued, “with the introductions out of the way, I think we can get started with today’s activity. Missy, I’m excited to announce that it’s time for you to get pregnant again, isn’t that wonderful!?”
Upon hearing this, both tamanduas backed away nervously, clearly not wanting to breed for what would obviously not be the first time.
“Hmmm,” Vicky said playfully, “I’m sure you will get into it before long. We just need to get your juices flowing. Thankfully, I think I know how to make this fun for the both of you…”
With that, Vicky pulled out a couple of leather straps, which she secured to one side of the tamanduas’ wire cage. Then, her hand moved like lightning as it shot into the cage and grabbed the male by the back of the neck. Mister cried out in surprise, but was soon overpowered by Vicky’s strong and experienced grip. As a result, the defenceless animal soon gave up fighting and went limp in Vicky’s hands, allowing the cruel woman to do with him as she pleased.
With her target now subdued, Vicky moved on to the next stage of her plan as she brought Mister over to where the two leather straps were positioned. Following this, she then turned the tamandua upside down before wrapping one strap around his neck and the other around his midsection; leaving him securely pinned against the wall of the cage with his tail pointing towards the ceiling and his head near the floor.
“There we are,” Vicky said as she checked that the straps were firmly secured in place, “now that the male is in position, we just need to sort out his mate.”
As she heard this, Missy simply shared a sorrowful look with what was once her daughter. Clearly, both animals already had a good idea of what was in store for them, having undoubtedly been humiliated countless times over their years of captivity.
The two animals maintained their eye-contact, even as Vicky continued with her monologue. “Now then Missy,” she said to the defeated female, “I have put your mate in this position so that we can be a bit more imaginative with the mating process. You see, in a minute you are going to be the one filling your womb with your mate’s seed, instead of being mounted and fucked like you usually prefer.”
This blunt evaluation made Missy bristle in both disgust and anger. However, the look in her eyes was still one of submission and acceptance, suggesting that she had given up any hint of resisting long ago.
“In order to do this,” Vicky continued to say to the defeated female, “you will first need to prepare your mate. I suggest you let him sample his favourite part of your anatomy, given how receptive he normally is to your advances!”
As Vicky said this she gave a wink to the restrained male, who appeared to visibly grimace in shame and regret.
“Following this,” Vicky resumed to Missy, ”you will then need to collect as much of your mate’s precious semen as possible. Since it will be impossible to use your vagina for this task, I suggest you use that nice slender snout of yours. Then, I want you to guarantee your own pregnancy by forcing this harvested seed inside you. Again, that nice long snout of yours should make this a doddle. Now then Missy, what on earth are you waiting for? Get on with it!”
Following Vicky’s abrupt outburst, you and the two tamanduas remained stunned for a moment. The father and daughter couple looked understandably horrified and disgusted about their current predicament, while you just felt sorry for the two animals as you looked back and forth between them. You desperately wanted to protest, but you knew that doing so would do no good; and would just result in you being punished as an example to the farm’s other unwilling residents.
A tense silence hung in the air for a short while as Vicky’s words continued to sink in. Eventually though, Missy let out a deep sigh of regret before she slowly moved over to her former-daughter.
As Missy began, you briefly looked up, only to see Vicky staring at the tamanduas in anticipation. Clearly, seeing former humans being humiliated to this extent was something that excited Vicky to no end. In fact, the perverse woman appeared to be slightly flushed, almost as if she was being turned on by this sick display…
You continued to watch Vicky until you heard a muffled cry coming from the cage below. You looked down to see that Missy was now standing on two legs, pressing against her mate’s belly with her front feet in order to better support herself. Meanwhile, Mister was the one who was calling out in defiance as he did his best to shake his head from side to side. Seeing this confused you at first, that is until you noticed that Missy seemed to be trying to press towards his snout with her crotch. Clearly, the two animals felt differently about Vicky’s orders; with Mister doing his best to resist while Missy tried to get things over with.
This strange display continued for a short while, with Missy trying to present herself while Mister fought to avoid his body’s powerful mating instincts. Sadly though, an amused Vicky soon stepped in to offer some guidance to the dismayed female: “Hmmm… perhaps your mate will need a bit more enticement before he is willing to gift you his precious seed. Maybe if you make yourself nice and slick for him he will be more cooperative?”
Hearing this made Missy groan in dismay. This whole situation was clearly causing the former-man no end of shame and humiliation. Nevertheless, Missy did end up following Vicky’s suggestion as she landed back on all-fours before rolling onto her back. Then, without hesitating for too long, the tamandua’s long, sticky tongue darted out and made contact with the tight vaginal slit nestled between her legs.
Missy shuddered from the sensation as she tasted her pussy on her tongue. The regret was plain to see in her beady eyes as she delivered several more licks right up the length of her sensitive female sex. Witnessing this made Vicky chuckle out loud, while you just watched silently and tried not to show any emotion.
As things continued, Missy quickly seemed to overcome her initial inhibitions as she started to bend her body around into a pronounced ‘C’ shape. This allowed the tamandua to begin kissing her sex’s outer lips with her snout, while her long tongue was able to explore the hot, sticky confines of her vaginal passage. Soon, even Missy’s snout was beginning to find its way into her gaping orifice, which started to elicit deep rumbling moans of passion from the reluctant female.
This sick act continued for a short time, with Missy appearing to enjoy her own ministrations more and more as her licking got faster and her moans grew louder. Eventually though, it was Vicky’s voice which snapped Missy out of her lustful haze as she reminded her: “that should be enough dearie. Don’t forget about your loving mate.”
At Vicky’s suggestion, Missy untangled herself before returning to her previous position leaning against her former-daughter’s chest whilst standing on two legs. Following this, Missy resumed her previous tactic of trying to entice her reluctant mate as she actively pressed her hips and crotch towards him.
With his former-father having returned for round two, Mister once again did his best to evade the female’s advances. However, this time he almost seemed to be distracted as he instinctively sniffed something sweet in the air. Sadly, you already knew what this distraction was as you noticed a few beads of moisture beginning to drip from Missy’s swollen pussy. Clearly, Vicky’s tactic was working like a charm, as you saw what was undeniably Mister’s bestial cock beginning to emerge from its furry sheath for the first time.
Vicky continued to giggle to herself as you and her both watched the male’s penis rapidly hardening on his underside. As for the two tamanduas, they had both ceased their strange dance as they too seemed to be overcome with the lust that was building between them. Now, Missy stood with her hips in place as she stared at the male organ that was bobbing in front of her face. Clearly, she was beginning to admire her mate’s equipment as she licked her lips with her tongue.
Worryingly however, Missy wasn’t the only one who was now enamoured by her mate. Having now stopped his desperate struggling, Mister now sat looking at his mate’s crotch as hot, pheromone-laced fluids dripped from the tight pink slit located there. And so, with his human rationality having finally lost out to animal instinct, Mister couldn’t help himself as he flicked his long tongue out and felt it connect with the dripping vagina in front of him!
Missy squealed out in surprise as she felt the sudden contact between her legs. The resulting surge of lust and need that followed caused her instincts to guide her as well as she unwittingly leaned forward and took the tip of her mate’s cock into her mouth.
“That’s it guys,” Vicky said in amusement, “now this show can truly begin. Remember not to swallow Missy, that precious seed that your mate is going to give you is needed to sire the next generation.”
Worryingly, neither tamandua seemed to really register Vicky’s words as they instead remained transfixed upon each other. Before long, Missy was passionately working her snout up and down over the male’s shaft, making sure to tickle his fuzzy balls with her tongue as she did so.
As for Mister, he too seemed to be getting into the performance as he wedged his mate’s vagina open with his own slender snout. Added to this, Mister was able to taste all the way up to his mate’s cervix, which caused her to involuntarily grind and hump her hips forward as a direct result of the pure animalistic passion that was now coursing through her body.
This sick display continued for a short while, before it appeared that both partners were about to share a powerful climax with each other.
Sure enough, both tamanduas let out deep guttural cries of release at about the same time, before they flooded each other’s mouths with their pungent sexual fluids.
The two animals continue to jerk violently in release until the action finally died down. Missy then pulled away from her mate, leaving wetness staining both her snout and her furry crotch. However, whereas Mister was free to savour his mate further by swallowing down the juices that had been injected into his mouth, Missy remembered that the semen that she was now storing in her own mouth was intended to serve a much darker purpose.
As anticipated, Missy once again returned to a position on her back before she bent back around into her previous ‘C’-shaped pose. Then, without hesitation, Missy once again started to press her snout deep into her vaginal passage. The mix of pussy juice and saliva that now coated her inner walls acted as effective lubrication, allowing her to sink deeper until her beady eyes were almost touching her stretched outer-folds.
With her snout now wedged firmly inside her vaginal passage, Missy then gave a slight shudder as she delivered the precious load in her mouth directly into the deepest recesses of her fertile body.
With this grim task complete, Missy withdrew her snout before looking up at Vicky expectantly. Sadly, the cruel woman just smiled before mockingly saying: “oh, don’t stop there dearie. If you want to be a mother again then you will have to increase your chances as much as possible!”
Missy groaned as Vicky said this. The female tamandua then looked back at what was once her daughter as he continued to sample the sticky feminine wetness surrounding his mouth. Now, Mister’s hard-on was back at full strength; in fact, you weren’t sure that it had ever softened at all. Regardless of this, Missy knew what she had to do in order to get Vicky to leave her alone. With this in mind, Missy slowly returned to her two-legged position leaning against her mate’s chest. She then pressed forward like she had before, taking Mister’s cock into her mouth whilst enabling him to sample her juicy feminine folds simultaneously.
This sick routine was very much a repeat of the first, with the net result being that a fresh mouthful of semen ended up pooling around Missy’s fertile womb in the depths of her vaginal passage.
However, Vicky still wasn’t satisfied. In fact, you had to watch this sick act another five times before Vicky finally brought things to a close. By this stage, Mister’s cum could be seen spilling from Missy’s sex, suggesting that she was now literally brimming with virile male seed.
Seeing this made you feel ill as you guessed that Missy’s sick mission had been a success. Now she was undoubtedly pregnant with her former-daughter’s offspring, a realisation that made your skin crawl as you recalled that this likely wasn’t the first time.
And so, with her cruel performance having reached its conclusion, Vicky finally helped to free Mister from his restraints as he sat panting from the exertion of his ordeal. Then, Vicky promptly dropped the male tamandua back down beside his mate, before she securely locked their cage as her hand withdrew.
“There,” Vicky announced, “wasn’t that lovely? Now the two of you can look forward to being parents again, isn’t that wonderful!?”
Neither animal really replied to this as they instead slumped to the ground and curled up together protectively.
“Hmmm...” Vicky continued, “well you have already shown me your parental credentials in the past, so I’m sure this time will be no different. Now I had better let the two of you get some rest. After all, you are both going to need to be strong for when your young ones arrive!”
With that, Vicky lifted the tamanduas’ cage back off the table and returned it to its position amongst more of her family’s terrified pets.
And so, with Mister and Missy now dealt with, Vicky once again began hunting for another victim to show you.
Before long, the cruel woman had returned with another container in her hands. She then placed this on the table in front of you before she started to introduce you to yet another one of her family’s unfortunate pets...