All rights reserved (c) SisPuppet on ASSTR.org. This story is a work of fiction, any similarities to real people are coincidental. Constructive criticism, comments, and requests are all appreciated and can be sent to sispuppet@gmail.com. Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not condone the actions that happen in this story in real life. Do not read this story if you are below the age of 18 (or what ever the legal adult age in your area is). This work contains violent and non-consensual sexual acts. It also involves sex with an animal. Author's Note: This story is a request by a female reader who goes by freckled sub. She wanted a story where she is caught and punished for sniffing the panties of her mom, cousin, and cousin's daughter. Sniff Stuff Codes: FFFF, panty sniffing, rape, oral, incest, bestiality, humiliation Summary: The family odd ball is punished for her giving into her urges. Becca was the odd one out in her family. The 29 year old ginger stood at an even 5 feet. Her petite build also came with c cup breasts. Her red haired pale skin was dotted with freckles. Her family members often picked in her for not sharing their traits other than her blue eyes. All 3 of the other women in the family shared blonde hair and D cup breasts. Her mother, Helen, was a slightly overweight 45 year old woman who, like her daughter, was somewhat short at 5' 3". Becca's cousin, Donna was the tallest of the group at 5' 9". Her hair was also a slightly darker blonde than Helen's. Donna's daughter, Sam. A 5'5", glasses wearing 25 year old rounded out the group. Of course, it wasn't her being a ginger, or having a smaller stature that made Becca the odd woman out at her home. It was the fact that she had a secret. She was sexually attracted to the 3 women she lived with. Becca refused to admit this because she knew how horribly they would react. She was forced to hide her feelings and find other outlets for satisfaction. One such outlet Becca had discovered was in the laundry hamper. One day, she had come across some panties belonging to her mom and Donna. Doing a quick check and being satisfied that no one was around, Becca inhaled the smell of the panties. After her first whiff, she was hooked. Every time Becca had a chance, she would sniff a pair of a relative's panties. One day, thinking that she was home alone, Becca had gone to the hamper and picked out a cute thong she knew belonged to Donna. Just as she started to take a huge whiff of it, she heard chatter behind her. "Yeah, I think it- OH MY GOD!!!!" She recognized the voice of her second cousin, Sam. "Becca, what the hell are you doing?" Becca heard Donna ask in disgust. "Oh, why. What the fuck is wrong with you?!" Becca knew her mom's voice, though she never heard it so angry. Dropping the panties, Becca turned around. She saw all three of her family members staring at her in pure disgust. Becca was completely unprepared and had no excuse. Helen was the first to react, she charged up to Becca and slapped her hard across the face. "What the fuck is wrong with you? How much of a filthy whore are you?" She asked, grabbing Becca before slapping her again. "Like I always told you Helen. These ginger sluts have no sense of shame. She's probably still thinking about fucking us!" Donna yelled out. "That's not a bad idea. Just see how she likes it." Sam started to say. "She's got no respect or shame, we should fuck her up." The three women grabbed Becca and dragged her to the living room. They had been going jogging, though Becca finished early to go home. They were all wearing matching white tank tops and grey sweatpants. "Do you like this bitch? Does the ginger whore want to be fucked by her mom and cousins?" Helen starts interrogating her. Becca refuses to answer, mostly because she did like it. She decided to keep her mouth shut. If they realized that she was getting wet at the thought of them raping her, it would probably be even worse. The blonde trio start tearing off Becca's outfit, getting rough with and scratching her at times. As soon as it's all off, Helen plunges 2 fingers into Becca's cunt. "I don't believe this. The fucking whore is actually wet!" Becca tries to get up, but Donna pushes her back down. Donna takes off her own pants revealing a pair of plain white panties. She sits down on Becca's face, smothering her with Donna's panty clad pussy. "Like smelling them, you pathetic slut? Well, go ahead, take a whiff!" Donna shouts, pressing her crotch further into Becca's face. Sam reaches down, and gives Becca's nipples a hard twist. Becca, pretends to cry. Trying hard to hide the pleasure she's receiving. Helen starts increasing the number of fingers she gets inside Becca. Eventually getting it to 4. "Ugh, where did I go wrong." She shouts in disgust, as she feels Becca's vagina squeezing her fingers and getting wetter. "How did my daughter end up such a filthy whore?" Becca's attempts to hide the pleasure she's feeling completely fails as she feels her self start to orgasm. She lets out a loud cry of pleasure into Donna's crotch. Donna gets up, and slaps Becca hard across the face. Helen, pulling out her soaked hand pulls Becca's hair, using it as a towel. "Let's go." Sam says, giving her second cousin a kick to the ribs. "I feel like a whore just being in the same room as her." The 3 women leave the room. Becca doesn't move. Both from being afraid of what might happen, and because she was still recovering from a mind blowing. She loved the pleasure she received, but knew that her family members would forever think her a whore. As she contemplated her next action, the family dog, Bomber, came into the room. Bomber was a rottweiler that they had for years. Becca had considered having him help her release, but she was always afraid of getting caught. The most she had done was examine his penis a few months previous. She knew he had a 7" dick and and a knot the size of her fist. Bomber comes up to Becca, sniffing around at the odd smell. Next thing Becca knows, Bomber has shoved his snout into her pussy sniffing and licking at it. She gives an involuntary moan of pleasure. Her relatives hear and come running back into the room. "Ugh, this is just sick." Sam says, looking as though she's going to vomit. "I can't believe it. How depraved are you?" "No, uh, I didn... ugh" Becca tries to explain, but the pleasure she's feeling makes it impossible. "No, Boomy. Bad, get away from the ginger bitch" Donna grabs Bomber and pulls him away. She gives the dog a light slap on the head, berating him. "No, she's dirty. Stay away from her. The dogs outside are cleaner." "She really is a bitch, isn't she?" Helen spits out, her face filled with pure hatred. "Why don't we treat her like one?" Helen grabs Becca by the hair and pulls her over to bomber. Pushing her under him, she brings Becca's face close to Bomber's sheathed penis. Looking at the others, it becomes clear they agree with her assessment. "Go ahead bitch. You had him lick you, now return the fucking favor." Becca looks around, but realizes all 3 of her relatives are in support of the idea. Becca grabs Bomber's dick and starts pulling it a bit. Once it's out of it's sheath she starts giving it a good lick. Bomber, thinking this is just a mate's pussy, starts thrusting into Becca's throat completely. She starts choking on her dog's dick as he manages to plunge it deep in her. Just as Becca starts to get used to it, she feels herself get pulled away. Next thing Becca knows, Sam and Donna have set her up on her knees in a doggy style position. Helen leads Bomber to his waiting bitch. He stands up slightly resting his paws on Becca's back. Sam grabs Bomber's dick and aims it right at the pussy of the ginger whore. He takes over from there, pushing himself deep inside of Becca's moist waiting cunt. Becca cries out. The feel of Bomber's dick moving in and out of her aching pussy brings her quickly to another orgasm. Bomber starts going faster, managing to fit his entire canine dick inside of her. Soon he pushes into Becca completely as shot after shot of hot rottweiler cum fills her up. "God, that's disgusting." Sam cries out. "This bitch is gonna have some ugly puppies" Donna says, practically spitting the words. "Let's go." Is all Helen can get out, though she manages to fill the phrase with pure venom. The trio walk out the front door of the home, leaving it open. Becca tries to get up to close it, but Bomber's knot makes trying to do so too painful. She was stuck. The redhead knew that. Someone would find her, and know that she was a filthy bitch. The thought was already getting her hot.