Little Sisters explore the Dog House!

A gaudy neon sign advertising “THE DOG HOUSE” shone brightly on a massive oak in the middle of a forest. Beneath it stood a party of three adventuring sisters. One a skunk-pig hybrid who stood confidently before it, another a Hellhound with fur the color of Multiples and Flame the color of Plurality, and the final and befittingly in the middle was a dragon-tanuki hybrid nervously playing with her massive fluffy tail, the mouth at the end matching her normal mouth’s little frown.

“Are you sure we should do this? Big Sis hasn’t invited us in yet, what if she gets mad?” the nervous little Dracoon, Willow, mutters to her little sisters, who simply make a dismissive little “Psshhhh” noise in unison. “Please! Big Sis could never be mad at ME, I’m her favorite little sister!” the Skiggy, Crystal, declares with a smug look on her face. The Hellhound Daisy simply shrugs. “I just want to see Big Sister’s boobs!” she declares, before gripping at the solid oak surface with her paws and opening it like a door, revealing a swirling portal inside. With a cheer the two confident little sisters run in, and Willow just kind of flails at the air for a moment before following them in to make sure they don’t get themselves hurt.

One moment they were in a great fantasy forest and the next their paws and claws touched down on solid stone brick. Stretched out before them into eternity in every direction was what looked to be a very ancient dungeon, pillars stretching into the ceiling-abyss covered in torches that cast far more light than their dim flames should possibly cast. But instead of cells and distressed prisoners there were slot machines forming hallways of pure avarice, tables for every conceivable form of gambling or general tabletop gaming. Demons and mortals alike sat beside each other, throwing their every possession into a whirlwind of chance. Staffing the floor was an army of fuckdoll shaped casino bunnies of every species you could think of, eyes glassy and blank, showing no thought beyond whatever was needed for whatever game they were dealing, those walking the floor with drinks and snacks actively drooling into their cleavage as they had no need for more intelligence than putting one foot in front of the other.

Crystal and Daisy both cooed in delight, Daisy in particular already actively starting to drool staring at the damp chests of the waitress bunnies, Willow doing her best to simply puff up and look bigger to keep any of the confused by unsavory looking fantasy adventurers walking around from trying to start anything with her little sisters. “Okay, well… this place is cool, but, uh… where’s Big Sis?” Willow asked, turning to see nothing more than a cartoon outline where Crystal and Daisy used to be, the two already wandering off into the horizon, sending the poor middle sister scrambling to catch up with them.

Luckily, finding their Big Sister wasn’t difficult. A massive crowd had formed in some random clearing, people cheering and throwing chips into the cleavage of whatever bunny was nearest. “Everything I got on the Hound!” one succubus cheered, her friend rolling her eyes at her. “You only go for sure bets, you slut! Everything I’ve got on the human!” she declared. A trio of drooling bunnies swayed their reality distorting hips up to the little sisters and without a word hoisted them onto their shoulders to give them a better view over the crowd. In the middle stood a human, some kind of mechanical table attached to his wrist with a single card laying in the center of it. He was panting as though he’d just gone through some massive effort, eyes full of hope as he stared up at a flower themed knight woman on horseback floating in front of him. “Turn… turn end! There’s nothing you can do, monster! I still haven’t used Baronne de Fleur’s negation effect! I’m going to win my friends back!”

Across the crowd from him stood a simply massive Hellhound, easily towering over everything in the crowd and standing at least twenty feet tall, breasts massive enough to crush most of the crowd resting comfortably on an even larger stomach that would certainly crush whoever managed to get out of the way of her chest, hips wide enough to block a canal and an ass that would crush a timeline if she sat down too hard. Fur shining with Probability and Flame burning brightly with Passion, she idly scratched at her exposed balls and sheath while staring blankly down at her human opponent. The only clothing she wore was a scaled up version of that wrist-mounted table thing. “Yeah, listen. I’m real proud that you drew Harpie’s Feather Duster AND Lightning Vortex with Maxx “C” and you were able to Synchro Summon, but, like… really? You think one little Baronne is enough to stop me? I’m literally offended.” Big Sister Passion growled, placing a claw on the top of the deck of cards held on her wrist.

“DRAW! I activate Infinite Impermanence from my hand, because your dumb ass wiped my field! Your Baronne’s effects are negated!” The man gasped, dropping to his knees. “B-but…!” “I summon Purrelyly!” roared Big Sister with enough force to shake the floor, and out of a portal blazing in the air emerged a barely a foot tall black cat-dog thing. “With it’s effect, I add a Purrely to my hand from my deck. I activate it’s other effect! Using it and the Purrely Delicious Memory in my graveyard, I Xyz Summon! Epurrely Plump!” With a swirl of stars, the small cat thing became a bigger cat thing with some kind of lime green head dress. “Using Epurrely Plump’s effect, I attach my other two Purrely Delicious Memories from my graveyard to it as Xyz Material! Now it gains 900 ATK/DEF for every material attached to it! From there: I activate Purrely Pretty Memory from my hand, then activate Plump’s effect to attach it to itself, and then discard the Purrely I just added to special summon another one from my deck! Activating Pretty Memory’s effect next, I send that Purrely to the graveyard to attach your Baronne de Fleur as Xyz Material to Plump!” Big Sis Passion laughed, pointing down at the completely defenseless man staring in utter shock from his knees. “Should have come from a timeline with a better meta, you scrub! Plump has more than five Xyz Material, so I can use it to Xyz Summon again! EXPURRELY HAPPINESS!” came the final roar, the lime green little thing now leaping into a portal of swirling stars and emerging from it a massive lion-wolf-angel.

“Six materials times 900 is 5400 additional attack points on top of Happiness’ 2500 for a total of 7900! Oh shoot, guess you’ll live with 100 life points. Think you can draw the out again, little man?” Big Sis asked to the poor fellow who gasped, clambering back up to his feet. “O-of course I can! I’ll draw whatever it takes to beat a horrible beast like you and save my friends!” he yelled, eyes blazing with a new life. Big Sis just barked out another laugh. “Too bad that when an attack is declared involving an Expurrely Happiness that has five or more material, it inflicts an additional 1500 damage to my opponent! Get OTK’d you blithering buffoon! Don’t you ever even DREAM of dueling me again! Battle phase! Happiness, attack!”

With a roar this time from the lion-wolf-angel-thing, the man’s final defiant spirit died a horrible death as he was completely crushed under it’s paw pads, muffling his final anguished scream. The crowd burst out into cheers and jeers in equal measure as the various bets on the victor were cashed out by brainless bunnies, who found themselves joined with a new sister in a matter of moments as Big Sister Passion threw a single ball of flame onto his body that completely consumed it and burnt every ounce of identity, history and intelligence away, leaving nothing left but a drooling sex toy being pulled to clumsy feet by her sisters and lead off to get dressed. “Well, I guess you won’t have the capacity left to dream about anything anymore. Ah well, felt good to say it.” Big Sis yawned, stretching for a moment before pushing her cards and duel disk into her fur, before glancing down at her trio of little sisters being sat back on the floor now that the crowd has dispersed. “You three enjoy the show? What are you doing here?”

“U-u-uhh… w-well you see...” Willow stammered, trying to find the best thing to say to avoid her big sister’s wrath after being completely overloaded by the various things that just happened in the card game in front of her. “We came to see you, duh!” Crystal answered for her. “Isn’t that right, Daisy?” the skiggy asked, turning to the much smaller Hellhound who was currently soaking her fur in slobber staring up at her Big Sister’s titanic tits. “Bbboooobbiess… Big Sis boobs… eheheehhhehehhhe...” was her only babbled response.

Big Sister Passion considered this for a moment before shrugging, sending her entire body bouncing hard enough that Daisy collapsed instantly into a pile of her own cum and drool. “I suppose that’s fair. I can’t expect a dumb little sister brain to know how to do anything other than seek her big sis out.” she said, to an immediate pout and stomp from Crystal. “I’m not a dumb little sister! I’m… eek!” her bratty little tirade stopped by Big Sis simply scooping her up off of the floor, pulling the skiggy far into the air to stare into her eyes. The sudden shift in height and the intensity of Big Sister’s musk at this close of a distance, as well as the feeling of her entire body being easily squished between paw pads made the little sister dizzy. “You calling your Big Sis a liar, my precious little sister~?” Passion crooned, while Crystal shook her head. “Good! And if you’re such an adorable, precious little sister of mine, that MUST mean you’re also as much of a drooling idiot as Daisy is, hmmm~?” Unable to think well enough to find any holes in that logic, Crystal simply nodded as her jaw fell slack and her eyes lost their focus, drool pouring out of her lips. “Uhhhhuuuhhhh… whatever big sis saayyyy...” she droned.

Big Sis Passion grinned and dropped Crystal down so she landed comfortable and safe between her breasts, scooping Willow and Daisy up to place them next to her. “Good girls. You did a good job keeping them safe too, Willow. Big Sis is very proud of you. Why don’t you all come to the Panopticon with me for a bit?” Despite phrasing it as a question she didn’t leave any room for an answer, as with a wave of her massive paw the group of sisters were instantly transported into a different space within The Dog House. Big Sister Passion growing far beyond a mere 20 feet, her size describable only as Infinite. Wherever you looked, however you thought, whatever you smelled? It was all her in this space. The horizon of The Dog House’s main space shimmered as it filled with Big Sister Passion, and if one looked close enough they would see her little sisters nestled cozily and safe in her fur, no longer needing to do anything in this moment but be taken care of and to lose themselves in whatever thoughtless carnal impulses came to them. They would stay this way for quite a long time, until the next unruly fellow started screaming and causing a ruckus and found themselves face to belly with the towering Big Sister, asking if they’d like to play a game to settle whatever problem they have.