His eyes closed shut, Garon growls as he tries to hold onto his identity, fighting off the instinctive urge to mate with the lionness that lays before him. "Nooooo!," he mentally screams at himself, "I must not be aroused by her! I cannot rape her! not her, not my own son!!!"
If he had the will he would attack Beth, or at the very least attempt an escape... but something is holding him back... a longing...
Sensing his reluctance, Belle decides that her new pet will require some extra... encouragement.
With the help of Galla, they grab the exhausted and nearly-broken lionness by her legs and drag her closer to Garon. Palador can only whine in protest as her legs are forced apart and her still-soaked crotch is pushed directly in front of the black panther's face.
Suddenly Palador feels the all-too familiar sensation of something pushing its way up her sex, writhing and stimulating her with its tip. Using the last of her strength, the lionness lifts her head to see that Galla is once again violating her with her disgusting naked tail. But perhaps more distressing is that the panther, her own father, is closely watching... with far more interest than she would like. For a moment Garon looks at her and their gazes meet, and they trade a moment of remorse.. By the look in his eyes she can see the mental torment inside.
Palador begins to writh her tail wildly in protest, hoping to bat her captors away or to at least distract Garon, but then Galla grabs the wayward tail and holds it down. Thats when the rat begins to pump her naked appendage in and out of Palador while she simultaneously strokes and kneads the base of Palador's tail, stimulating its extra-sensitive undersides. Seeing this, Beth laughs knowing that her special magic has now made the lionness' tail an ultra-erogenous zone, even more sensitive than a male shaft. For now on, just a mere squeeze would be enough to put her into incontrolable heat.
Unable to resist the dual pleasures, Palador moans and feels her herself getting wetter and wetter.
Meanwhile, Garon just stares, his human side... his reasonable side, desperately trying to fight it off and just turn away. But he can't. And the smells of female sex juices keeps getting stronger and stronger, assaulting his brain.
He watches as his former daughter continues to pleasure his former son, watches as Palador moans, and, now with his tongue lolling, watches as she is brought to orgasm.
Galla removes her tail, soaked in Palador's juices, and displays it for her father. She tickles his muzzle with the tip, teasing Garon with the scent and tempting him to taste. Bell laughs hysterically as she watches Garon lick the tip, loses control, then grabs the tail and sucks on it voraciously, savoring the sweet juices.
The afterglow now gone, Palador looks up again and pleads with Garon, "Please father, don't let yourself be taken!"
But it is too late, and Garon turns to lapping at Palador's crotch, his tongue slowly getting closer and closer to her sex, his warm breath tickling her mound... as the sensations once again cloud her mind. And with a howl of dispair, she feels the slimy tongue being to enter her.
Beth watches proudly as the scene unfolds. "Not to worry my kitties," she says giving the busy panther a scratch behind the ears, "my magic shall leave your minds intact. You will always remember who you are, who each other are, and what became of the rest of your family."
"However, Garon will find himself unable to resist his primal urges whenever he finds his mate in heat. And I promise you, that will be often"
That said, Beth bends down, picks up the lionness' tail, and begins to massage it. As expected, Palador moans loudly.
...Garon continues lapping.
And Galla giggles.
The monster Belle still rests in the corner.
And Ander, still unchanged, stares blankly.
"Hmmmmm, I wonder what the cubs will look like," Beth wonders.