Chapter 1: All Together Again

The ride home from the airport was oddly quiet at first, her parents obviously tired from the trip, and Max unusually silent. As if he was just biding his time. Spotting their parents coming out of the secure area of the airport earlier, Niki could tell they were feeling the effects of their long trip. Her mother’s spare frame, quite well formed for someone her age, moved slowly and her loose brown curls looked a bit bedraggled. Her stepfather’s portly frame seemed to move a bit slow as well as if he was tired, and his forehead and balding head looked shiny with perspiration. Hugging her mother tightly and her stepfather a bit more briefly, they made small talk while waiting for their bags, heading to the car soon after, everyone eager to get home. When they began to ask about the last couple of weeks and school, Niki had to think fast on her feet, coming up with a few anecdotes about Cyndi, and noting that she’d made a new friend in Art class, Cheyenne. It was all a bit surreal. As they pulled up into the driveway, Niki looked out and thought about how many times she had walked naked, or half naked into and out of the front door. Or had Max fuck her while they stayed in the parked car. The mundane task of grabbing her parents bags and helping them cart them all inside made her almost forget Max’s instructions.

“What’s all this?”

Her mom’s voice carried back to her as Niki lugged one of their suitcases into the house, Max following right behind with the two more. Her dad had set down one large suitcase and was wiping his brow as her mother pointed to the new basket Max had placed on the low shelf for her clothes (and other items, though thankfully he had removed them before they went to the airport).

“Oh, she started just dropping her clothes as soon as she got home, so I put that basket there for her, it’s worked out well” Max said, a smirk on his face the only indication he was amused by the whole scene.

“Oh, yeah, um, I thought it was nice” she said, realizing that the moment had come to begin her new life. She debated about not taking off her clothes, sure that Max would not say anything at this time, but she dreaded the repercussions later. Besides, she told herself, a small tingle forming in the bottom of her sex, she had really gotten quite used to the new way of things. Reaching down and grabbing the hem of her shirt, she had it up and over her head in a matter of seconds, tossing it into the waiting basket.

“Niki! What are you doing?” her mother exclaimed.

“Oh, hush Carol, Max told us she had become a naturist, what do you think she’s doing?” Her father’s voice was surprisingly calm, and she had to struggle to not look at him in nervousness.

“But ... but ... in front of Max? And us? I mean, I don’t think this is right Roger!”

“Dammit Carol, what did you think they meant. Get a grip. It’s not like she’s a hooker; she is just one of those nature loving freaks like that couple we met from Germany.”

All the while her parents were arguing, Niki had continued to remove her clothing, slipping her shorts off before reaching back and unhooking her bra. As she lowered her panties, she was careful to not bend too much, hiding the fact that she was still wearing the plug as Max had ordered. Tossing the last of her clothes in the basket, she picked up the suitcase and proceeded slowly towards the stairs.

“See, I told you, she just will hardly wear clothes anymore. It took a little getting used to, I guess, but” Max said, shrugging, picking up the two cases he had brought in and followed behind his step-sister.

As they entered their parents room, Max gave her bottom a quick pat and whispered “Good Girl, you will get a reward later, I promise”.

Niki, flushed beyond reason with his praise and tried to keep the arousal that was building inside of her from becoming obvious, though she could feel her nipples crinkling a bit as she imagined what her reward might be. As her father brought in the last of the suitcases, she caught him giving her a brief, sidelong glance, and she was pretty sure he noticed her nipples. Turning with a flush, she hurried out of the room, brushing past her mother, her breasts dragging against her mother’s side as they passed through the narrow doorway.

Carol was fuming inside, though she kept silent all through dinner. Roger had been insistent that they treat this disgusting habit of her daughter’s as a phase, and while she outwardly agreed in order to keep the peace, inside she was appalled. Her daughter, naked as the day she was born, sat there at the table like it was no big deal. But it was a big deal. It was a very big deal, she thought, looking at her step-son. And her husband. She knew he was sneaking glances, secretly lusting no doubt. Men were all pigs, she knew that. She thought maybe Roger would have been different, but it had become apparent as soon as she had let him into her bedroom, that in the end, men all wanted the same thing. Sure, it might feel nice, but there was more to life that carnal pleasure. She never quite understood everyone’s preoccupation with such a patently sweaty and embarrassing activity.

Max watched the byplay between Niki and his father and step mother. Smirking ever so slightly to himself, he was pleased with how easy it had been to keep her naked. The first step in his plan had been accomplished with an ease that gave him hope for what was yet ahead. Looking at Niki, noting her preoccupation with her food, he decided that he need not delay in demonstrating an additional attribute of his step-sister’s new character.

“Niki” he called, “I need another drink”.

Niki looked up, roused from her contemplation of her food, and nodded, getting up and crossing into the kitchen without even thinking about it. She had gotten so used to doing whatever Max asked, that when he asked for a drink, she did not think about it. The only real difference was she was walking, and for that she was grateful. She did not think her mother would ever understand something like her crawling on the floor. And the view her stepfather would get just did not bear thinking about. It was one thing to act the slut around Max and Cyndi and at school, she added to herself with a blush while opening the fridge and getting Max another soda. It was something else to even think about sex around her mother. It was just wrong!

Setting Max’s drink down in front of him, leaning over, her bare breasts coming close to his face, she blushed again slightly when he said “Thank you” she nodded, and turned back towards her seat, adjusting herself carefully as the plug pressed up inside of her. In case she ever forgot her new situation, that plug’s constant movement kept her quite aware of her body. And all the things that she had learned to like being done to it. It was kinda nice to just hang out for a while, like she had done the last couple of hours, safe from Max or Cooper’s attentions, but she was already feeling a bit of a gap. Used to almost constant stimulation, a half day of walking around and watching television like any normal teenager was a bit different. Well, any normal teenager that rarely, if ever, wore clothes that is.

Roger did not fail to notice the easy way in which Max had his sister get him a drink, nor the flushed look on his stepdaughter’s face. Trusting his intuition, he made a note to keep an eye on both of them. There was more going on while they were away than his step daughter’s new found aversion to clothing.

Cooper came into the dining room, the click clack of his claws fading as he moved from the kitchen tile onto the carpeted floor of the dining room. Ducking under the table, he moved unerringly towards the inviting legs of his bitch. Sniffing and licking, he yelped a little when the legs did not part to let his tongue in where he wanted it.

“Maxwell, get that dog out of here!” Turning to her husband, Carol continued, “Roger, I told you it was okay for them to get a dog, but I will not have it begging for scraps at the table!” Carol remained petulant and irritated, and the entrance of the pet gave her another opportunity to vent her spleen.

Max looked from Niki’s face to his father’s, before nodding at his stepmom. “Sure, sorry, we’ve been a bit more casual while you were gone, obviously.” Getting up from his place at the table, he took his time moving over towards Niki’s chair, fairly certain what Cooper was complaining about, and wanting to increase his sister’s discomfort. Unable to delay much longer, he called Cooper out from under the table and let him outside, idly wondering how long before he would be able to lead Niki outside again. Not that long, he mused, having noted his father’s subliminal interest, and his defense of Niki and her choices. ‘This could be fun’, he thought, returning to the table and finishing his meal.

Clearing the table a few minutes later, Max carried the last of the plates into the kitchen, spotting Niki bending over to put some silverware in the dishwasher. Listening for his parents, he heard them moving into the television room and turning on the box. Satisfied the coast was clear for a few minutes, he set his plates down and moved up behind his step-sister, running his hand over the curve of her buttock, and darting in between her thighs. ‘Such a wet slut! Cooper must have gotten you all hot and bothered, hmmm?” he teased, sliding his fingers inside of her cunt, fucking her slowly as she stayed bent over.

“Max!” Niki protested, turning to look at him, worry over being caught all over her face.

“Don’t worry, they just sat down by the TV. They won’t expect us right away, we have to finish the dishes!” Max said, spanking her lightly on the bottom as he pulled his fingers out of her. “Turn, face the entrance to the hallway and hold onto the counter. Yes, like that” he said, watching her move and bend over, her hands on the counter. Pulling her hips back and kicking her legs apart a bit, he opened his pants and grabbed his rapidly thickening cock. Rubbing it a couple times up and down her wet slit, he slid inside of her with a small grunt, and began to push into her while pulling back on her hips, rhythmically fucking her always accessible (to him at least) cunt.

Niki watched and listened for any movement or noise from her parents as she opened herself readily for her brother’s long hard prick. She could feel her body responding quickly, a sense of urgency to their fucking. As she flooded her channel and his prick became slick with her juices, she felt him quicken, his hands grabbing onto her buttocks and speeding up even more.

Max stopped suddenly, pulling out and stepping back, tucking his damp hard cock back into his pants. “That should hold you until later” he teased, running his hand down between her spread legs and cupping her sex in his hand, giving it a squeeze. “I will take care you of again once they are in bed. Remember don’t close doors except when you are cleaning yourself out. They’ve seen you all day so open doors won’t be a problem. “ Giving her wet pussy another squeeze, he stepped away. “I will finish this up and make the popcorn. Why don’t you go check on Cooper. Besides, I still expect you to figure out how to sneak out back and pee like the dog fucking slut that you are. Night time is easy, and early in the morning. Middle of the day on the weekends might be tough, but I trust you to figure it out! Probably just have to be quick and not fuck the whole neighborhood each time is all!” With that, he turned and began to load the rest of the dishes into the dishwasher leaving Niki to get herself together and head outside.

Max handed a bowl of popcorn to his dad, who promptly took a bite and handed it to his wife. Sitting on the other couch, he glanced at the television and noted they were watching one of their favorite procedural dramas. Unconcerned with the plot, or the show, he pulled out his phone and began to surf idly, waiting for Niki to come back in. She had been gone more than a few minutes, and he was sure he knew what that meant.

“Where’s your sister?” Roger asked his son, looking up from the television as it went to commercial.

“She, um, just went out to check on Cooper and bring him back in” he lied, making it sound like she had just left the kitchen.

Turning back to the screen and nodding, Roger watched as his wife fast-forwarded past the commercials, glad for the cajillionth time that they used the DVR for most of their shows.

Certain as to what Niki had gotten up to outside, knowing her new submissiveness would never have pushed back against what he was sure was an aroused Husky, Max smiled as he heard his sister come inside, the sliding of the door behind her partially masking the sound of Cooper’s claws as he moved to his water bowl and began to drink rather noisily.

“I’m going to go take a shower before watching anything” Niki said, pausing just outside the entrance to the living room.

“Oh, can you grab me a soda first, please?” Max said, eagerly anticipating her discomfort as she would have to come into the room and deliver it. All without cleaning up first.

“S-sure” Niki said, biting her lip and clenching her inner muscles in fear. She had wanted to get upstairs and get cleaned up quick before rejoining her family, but Max was obviously interested in pushing the envelope as fast as he dared. She would have to try and be careful how she walked. Cooper had left a bit of a mess in her, and though she had stopped to pee before coming back inside, she was sure she was not clean by any stretch of the imagination.

She had gone outside to pee like Max had told her to, glad that he was running interference and covering up her absence by doing the dishes. It was rather thoughtful she mused, though that was only by comparison to his normal behavior. He was still ordering her outside like a pet, fucking and manhandling her without leave, and telling her to go fuck the dog, even if he had not used those words. So ‘thoughtful’ was a relative term. Still feeling herself quaking from her interrupted fuck, she went outside a bit willingly, greeting Cooper as he came to see her, his long tongue immediately going between her legs and slurping at her freely flowing juices. Max had primed her pump so to speak, and her arousal was like a siren call to the enhanced olfactory senses of the Husky.