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This story was written for Doom114. It contains M/F/F sex between consenting adults, as well as hyper-play, mild cum inflation and goo-play. :3

First Night Home

From the moment Dom arrived home, Crystal and Kiwi had been all over him. Lavishing the wolf with flurries of kisses, letting him know how much they'd missed him, and of course how much they had missed particular aspects of his company. While the wolf settled down on the couch with a steaming, freshly brewed French press of coffee, one of the women kneeling either side of him and nuzzling against his neck as he sipped, they told him about their exploits during his most recent trip. About how they'd gone to the movies together. About how they'd re-organised the kitchen cupboards and emptied out all the out of date spices. And in the same breath, like it was the most casual thing in the world, about how they'd pleasured one another in his absence.

"Kiwi got inside me. She was touching... l-like, everywhere. Dom. Master. It... it was amazing, but, it wasn't you."

Crystal's hands had remained rather well behaved thus far, the black and red furred wolf merely rubbing her paws over the athletic chest of her lover and the man for whom she so gleefully played the role of pet. But now they sank lower. Towards his crotch. She whined in dismay as he set his coffee cup down on the coffee table before him, grasped at the wrist of the paw endeavouring to grope him, and lifted it to his lips. He kissed Crystal tenderly on the fingertips, and looked from her to the white furred fennec sitting more patiently on his far side.

"I'm so glad to be home. You know that it hurts me every second I'm away from either of you, never mind both of you at once. But... girls, I'm exhausted. I've been travelling all day, and before that my SO had us all active eighteen hours a day. So, honestly? I don't wanna drink coffee and stay up till bedtime. I kinda just wanna hit the sack right now. I'm sorry."

The female wolf seated to his right whined again, but not in annoyance or frustration at her lover's fatigue. In anguish at the idea that her master was suffering right now, that he was tired and seeking nothing more than rest, and here she was being all horny and demanding. She licked at the side of his muzzle, whimpering a wordless apology. Kiwi meanwhile just smiled and pecked at the other side of the wolf's muzzle, every bit as sympathetic of course but more calm and measured in her reaction. It was her who spoke up for both women soon after.

"Then bedtime it is. Now I think about it, I'm a little sleepy myself. And I think that Crystal is looking a bit tired too."

Crystal nodded, beaming happily as she peered between fennec and wolf. Together she and the fennec rose from the couch, and gently aided Dom to his feet. He chuckled, shaking his head in half-hearted dismissal.

"C'mon guys. You don't need to do that. I'll get an early night, but there's no reason for you two to go to bed before you're ready."

Neither woman would be swayed though. They clung to Dom like glue, and as they began to lead him towards the stairs of their home he did nothing to resist or to further dissuade them. Kiwi smirked knowingly, and Crystal giggled as the male wolf's muzzle trembled, then split itself open in a wide, uncontrollable yawn just moments later.

"There's a very good reason, master. You're going. And we haven't seen you... haven't been with you in way too long. So, if you're going to the bedroom? If you're going to sleep? That's where we're going too. We know we don't have to. But, we want to. And unless you command me not to, I'm going to."

Kiwi beamed, nodding in approval at the pet wolf's words.

"I agree. But unlike Crystal, if you try to command me... I'll kick your ass, and it'll be a hospital bed you'll be sleeping in, with us still cuddled up next to you."

Dom snorted softly. It wasn't that Kiwi couldn't do what she was saying. Hell, if the fennec let herself loose there'd be nothing he could do to fight her no matter what he tried. But the idea of her getting violent... the idea of any of them turning even so much as a finger or a solitary scrap of fur upon one another in anger, it was hilarious. The closest any of them ever came to such actions was when they got a little rough together in bed, or the occasional raised voice if Crystal was being bad and needed to be disciplined. But right now, surrounded by the warmth and affection of his lovers, he couldn't even bring himself to think about such things. Truth be told, he was every bit as happy that they were coming to bed with him as they appeared to be at the idea of doing so. He really did miss the hell out of them every moment that he spent away from home and the two incredible women who made it worth fighting to come home to. A day. A week. Six months. It didn't matter. Walking back through the door and seeing those two beauties there to greet him meant everything to Dom. And being able to crawl into bed... to rest in his own bed, in his own home, with the women he loved close by? He would sleep ten times as well, and be rejuvenated ten times as fast, just knowing they were there.

Even before they entered the bedroom, clothes began to come off. The two women peeled off their mate's boxer shorts and t-shirt, Dom having already removed his heavy fatigues almost as soon as he'd come through the front door. They stripped down themselves soon after, Kiwi's lithe snowy white form adorned by a pale green set of lacey lingerie and Crystal in a similar set of a deep, passionate red as they slipped free from their own tees and trousers. It fell to Dom to remove the last of their clothing though, and as they entered the bedroom this was a task that the wolf delighted in no matter his fatigued state.

Kiwi sat upon the edge of the bed, moaning under her breath as Dom nipped and nuzzled at the soft fur of her shoulders while his hands encircled her, grappling with the clasp of her bra. He freed her breasts and pushed her gently back, lying the fennec flat so that he could lean over her lithe figure and plant fresh kisses upon the firm peaks of her torso as he hooked his thumbs around the waist of her panties. Pulling them away, he too drew back, and admired her nakedness as the snowy furred fennec just lay there, playfully displaying her nudity for both wolves to admire. She knew her body was beautiful, and that both Dom and Crystal admired it even though they were both entirely aware that it, as much as their clothes, was just an outfit for what lay within.

Scrambling up the length of the bed and burying herself cosily under the covers, Kiwi watched as Dom stripped Crystal down to her own bare fur and flesh. The wolf didn't sit upon the bed, but stood, trembling and whining in delight as Dom kissed at the side of her neck from behind. He set her breasts loose, slightly larger and fuller than those of the fennec, and actually found himself running his hands up her torso and over those trembling mountains before he could remember what he'd said about being too tired to get involved in this way.

"A-ahh... master, please..."

Crystal whimpered longingly as Dom touched her, his fingertips agonisingly pleasant against the firm peaks of her nipples, but she cried out far louder and more urgently when he stopped. Even the feeling of his hands upon her panties, dragging them down slowly over her plump thighs, wasn't enough to replace the absence of his hands on her breasts. Touching her. Pleasuring her.

"Tomorrow, Crystal. First thing tomorrow, I swear... I swear, I'll let you have some fun with me. But tonight? Tonight you need to be a good pup for your master, okay? Be a good girl, and wait. Let me get my rest first, so I can give you all the attention you and Kiwi deserve. Can you do that?"

It took all of the female wolf's willpower, but she nodded. She stood there, blushing and naked before her equally naked master, and did nothing. Didn't try to touch him. Didn't try to convince him that it would help him sleep better if she were allowed to suck his cock first. She simply shivered as he hugged her, and returned his kiss as he pecked her tenderly upon the muzzle before releasing her from his embrace with a tender whisper.

"Such a good pup. Master loves you."

Those words made it all worth it, and before long it was those same words echoing softly through her mind which were aiding in Crystal drifting off to sleep. As she listened to Kiwi and Dom shuffling and cuddling up together, to the male wolf's gentle breathing growing slower and deeper, she blushed as she thought of the day which awaited her on the far side of her slumber. Curled up in a cosy ball, under the softest cotton blanket and within the embrace of her dog-bed at the foot of her master's own somewhat more traditional sleeping spot, Crystal tucked her hands between her legs. She half cupped, half fondled her bare pussy, and closed her eyes.

Her master loved her. Dom loved her, and she loved him. And soon... one quick, blink-of-an-eye sleep away, she'd be able to share that love with him once again.

The wolf yawned, and shuddered as she slipped a single finger between her warm, already slightly flushed pussy lips. She didn't move it, just held it there against the warmth and tenderness of her nether regions; a reminder of the desire she felt for her lover, and of the pleasure that was soon to be born between them.

The bedroom was quiet. The drapes were shut, blocking out the early evening light still shining outside. It may have been early, and two thirds of those present may have been far from tired. But still, Dom's exhaustion swiftly lured him off to sleep, and once they heard the deep, rhythmic breathing of the male drifting through the air, it didn't take long for the others to join him.

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Crystal awoke to find her face flushed and hot, and the space between her legs even more so. She whined into the pillow against which her face was pressed, for a moment entirely incoherent and existing in a senseless void of pleasure. Then reality made itself clear, and another, more bashful whimper escaped the wolf as she realised what was happening. What she was doing. She was still in her bed, but lying on her belly now rather than her side. Her stomach and breasts were pushed against the soft bedding, her face buried in her pillow, but her hips were raised. Raised and twitching. Humping. Bucking against the paw still stuffed between them, two fingers now buried an inch or so inside her pussy.

She was wet. Dripping, drooling over her trembling fingers. Her clitoris throbbed with an aching hunger, and it was all she could do not to howl in rage at her own conscious mind as she forced herself to stop her unconscious masturbation. Rolling over onto her back and stretching as she yawned, Crystal's head tilted back and peered towards the bedroom window. There wasn't a scrap of light from beyond the drapes, meaning it was now most certainly night. She craned her neck, peeking around the corner of the larger double bed at the foot of which hers was located, and gave another muffled whine as she saw the time flickering upon the digital clock resting at her master's bedside. It wasn't even 3AM. There were still hours to go before the morning's light would even have a chance to wake up Kiwi and Dom. Hours to go before she could be with her master. Hours to go before she could revel in the bliss of him driving her to orgasm, and the privilege of being able to do the same to him.

Unless...

She shivered, and moaned in excitement as a thought crossed her mind. The sort of naughty, devilishly crafty thought that should never have crossed a truly good pet's mind. But one that now she had considered it, she could not and would not shake.

First thing tomorrow. That's what he'd said. That's what Crystal's master had told the pup before bed. First thing tomorrow, she could have her chance. And it was tomorrow, now. And it was most certainly first thing. He'd said nothing about his having to be awake already. He said nothing about him choosing how and when they began. Only that she had to wait till first thing tomorrow. Which she had, and then some.

It had barely been 6PM when they'd retired to bed. That meant her master had slept for close to nine hours already. Surely that would be enough. Surely he wouldn't mind his slumber being cut short there.

Or... maybe he didn't have to have his dreams cut short at all. The female wolf giggled to herself as she scrambled up onto all fours, feeling her way in the darkness to the base of the bed, then sliding her hands up underneath the comforter. She wiggled her nose under it too, then the rest of her head, and soon only her backside and below were hanging out as she felt around until she encountered a fluffy tail and a pair of strong feet. One last trickle of her lustful excitement dripped down the insides of her thighs before she scrabbled and pushed her way entirely under the blankets of her master's bed, and disappearing and becoming nothing more than a silent, stealthy bump beneath the sheets.

It was against all the rules. Like any pup she was forbidden to climb up onto the bed without permission. But she was willing to risk it, willing to take the punishment if her master didn't approve. She had to try. Her heart, not to mention the longings of her body would not permit anything else.

Dom was lying on his back, legs slightly parted and his thick tail twitching gently from side to side between them. It was easy to straddle his legs and gain access to his crotch, and easier still thanks to his masculine scent for Crystal to bring her muzzle down into close proximity of the male's sheath and already hefty balls. She kept as quiet as she could, huffing and gasping with desire as she nuzzled at his testicles and inhaled deeply. Her tongue flicked out, briefly at first, then more insistently as she began to lap at the furred flesh of his sheath, nuzzling it to try and coax forth what lay within. One of her hands groped his balls, revelling the heat that issued forth from within those furred orbs, while the other dropped back between her own legs. It was a good thing that the pink, fleshy tip of his cock emerged when it did, for had she not been able to wrap her muzzle around that protruding and swelling stiffness, she almost certainly would have moaned loud enough to wake up both Dom and Kiwi as her fingers teased their way over her swollen clit. Instead she just gurgled around that increasing muzzleful of cock, and began to revel in the act of awakening her lover's true nature.

The three of them... they were so different. Kiwi had her own secrets of course, but could reveal them as and when she chose. For Crystal meanwhile, her urges, her need to live her life both as lover and pet gave her a life-long role in their little family that she played up whenever possible. But Dom himself, what set him apart was only visible at times like this. When he was being excited. Aroused. It was a good thing he was a military man with the constitution and discipline of a soldier, for he had to keep this under wraps when out in public. His secret was to be shared only with those who loved him, and loved being with him. All of him. Every last, vast inch of him.

As Crystal suckled and bobbed upon her master's cock, it swelled. It grew. Not just to full arousal, rock hard and throbbing within her maw, but beyond that it grew in size. At first it was a particularly girthy eight inches, so much so that while gurgling around his member Crystal could barely fit it all in her maw even when allowing its tip to slide down into her throat. But it kept on growing beyond that. Swelling. Thickening. Getting longer and longer. Bigger, obscenely, then impossibly so.

The male wolf huffed and growled in his sleep as he was stimulated to greater and greater heights of arousal, and soon Crystal was no longer able to keep her muzzle wrapped around his cock. It was too big. A full two feet long and still swelling in size as she now practically sat upright and suckled feverishly on its tip, gulping down ribbons of pre-cum as thick and voluminous as any normal man's full on climactic release. It grew larger and rose higher, and were it not for the sheets acting as a tent above them, supported by Crystal's head and shoulders, it might well have a cast a long shadow across its owner's torso and slumbering, though obviously pleasure stricken face. The hand upon his balls grew less and less effective in its squeezing ministrations as they too grew in tandem with the member they were feeding, approaching grapefruit-size with rapid swelling that the female wolf could feel beneath her teasing touch. Before long in fact there was little point even trying to tend to them, and Crystal put that hand to work with a new task.

Wrapping her paw around the powerful trunk of her master's cock, thicker than the length of the arm to which that hand was attached, she pulled it close to her body. She kissed and nuzzled at his tip, and pushed her torso to its length, holding and beginning to massage the shaft of her lover's vast, hyper-engorged erection against her breasts. For almost thirty seconds she teased and pleasured him in this way, her own moans getting louder and louder as Crystal was no longer able to hold the male's shaft in her muzzle due to it reaching higher than she was currently seated astride him. Only then did she find herself caught, and even at that point, not as soon as she should have. For ten, perhaps fifteen seconds the female wolf had felt warm hands massaging her thighs. They were caressing her, tenderly encouraging her as she rocked her hips back and forth and continued to stimulate herself with her free hand. But it was when finally their owner spoke up, not a moment before, that Crystal knew she had given the game away in her over-zealous need to fully pleasure both her master and herself.

"Naughty pup..."

That was all it took, and Crystal flung back the bedding, blinking in the relatively dazzling light cast by the bedside lamp which at some point her master had reached over and turned on. Clearly he had been awake for at least a little while, the absence of any lingering post-slumber confusion made that clear. Kiwi however, stirring and growling softly beside him as she was roused by a combination of the sudden absence of a comforter and her mate's words, murmured a few words of her own as she briefly resided in that world half way between wakefulness and slumber.

"Mnh... bacon pancakes. Maple syrup on..."

Rolling over onto her side and blinking a few times in the light, the fennec soon joined her mate and his pet in the world of wakefulness. She looked at Crystal with amusement, tutting playfully at the pet's disobedience, then to Dom, at his colossal erection. She growled again, this time with passionate hunger.

"She is a naughty pup, isn't she. Maybe you should send her back to her bed. Make her watch from there, hands on her head so she can't touch herself, while you fuck me with that."

Wailing in anguish at the very thought, Crystal shook her head, still nuzzling and rubbing herself up against her master's vast cock.

"N-no! Please, master. I... I'm just doing what you said. What you promised. You said first thing tomorrow. Y-yesterday, you said that. First thing. So... I woke up, a-and I thought I would do ask you said I should. The first thing I did, w-was make you feel good."

It was an excuse. A manipulation of what Dom had said, rather than what he'd meant, and they all knew it. But as the male wolf glanced to the fennec lying beside him, one of her snowy white furred hands reaching out to scratch playfully at his chest as droplets of his pre-cum rained down upon it, she giggled and shrugged in agreement.

"She's kinda got you there. And... now you're up, now she's gotten you all ready, it'd be a shame to not let your puppy give you the homecoming you deserve."

Another, far more urgent yelp escaped Crystal as she nodded pleadingly to the wolf, and beamed with desperate gratitude at Kiwi.

"Y-yes. Oh, please, master. Please, let me fuck you."

Dom chuckled, and sighed as he smiled over at Kiwi. His pet was so eager. Always so willing and ready and desperate to pleasure him and herself; to be with him in any way she could. But to say her eyes were bigger than her belly, most of the time anyway, was putting it mildly. Still, he couldn't say no to her. No matter how hard he tried to be disciplined and firm with her, he loved her too dearly to ever truly deny Crystal at least the chance of taking what she wanted.

Pulling himself upright, then onto his knees, and finally down onto all fours, Dom grinned as Crystal clung to his cock all the while. The vast, hyper-sized member was a full four feet in length by this point, its tip reaching beyond the male's head as he crouched over it, feeling its length throbbing and twitching where it rested upon the bed. His grapefruit sized orbs ached, full to overflowing behind him with cum that had not been spilled since before his latest training exercise with his job. Gently he rocked his hips back and forth, humping at the female wolf now lying beneath him, still nuzzling at his tip and rubbing his shaft between her breasts. With a soft grunt, he urged her into action.

"Shuffle up. You want it... take it, puppy."

She did. She wanted it, and soon enough she took it. Wriggling her way up the length of her master's cock, Crystal whimpered with giddy delight as she felt a trail of pre-cum being left down the length of her torso. Soon however the heat of her lover's arousal was dripping against her own crotch, and with her legs half wrapped around his cock, the base of her footpaws rubbing at his length, Crystal moaned hungrily as she reached down between her thighs and guided the thick, swollen tip of that titanic cock home. Precisely where she wanted it, and precisely where to her mind it belonged.

It felt incredible. Beyond incredible even, it felt like heaven. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven inches of the male's mammoth erection spread Crystal wide open, and with the addition of an eighth, she was stuffed to capacity. He could progress no deeper, and his girth had her stretched to her very limits, his motion restricted by her vice-like tightness even considering how feverishly aroused and wet Crystal had been. His thrusts were gentle to begin with, and even when they began to become faster and more urgent, it was still a mere fraction of what the male would have done were he entirely unrestrained. But it was still all Crystal could possibly have asked for, and more. She wailed in pleasure. She cried out to him and to Kiwi in her joy. And with every stroke, every time he strained inside her and stimulated her most sensitive reaches, and every time he unleashed another flood of his pre-cum deep into her pussy, she surged closer and closer to her own powerful peak, all thanks to her beloved master's perfect cock.

"Master! Yes!"

Once she screamed in orgasmic rapture, thrashing beneath him, howling to the heavens in her bliss as hot gushes of her juices sprayed out from the vice-grip formed between their two trembling bodies. The male wolf snarled happily down at her, overjoyed to see his pet enjoying herself so shamelessly. But still he was thrusting. Still his massive cock hungered for more stimulation.

"A-again... oohh D-Dom. I'm... mmhhaa-aahhh! I'm cumming!"

Less than five minutes after the first, a second climax followed. Her eyes bulged at the intensity of the pleasure crashing over her, like bolts of lightning surging through every last cell of her body and stimulating not just the pleasure-sensitive nerves wrapped around Dom's cock, but everything her body possessed capable of feeling good.

"O-oh. Oh... master. Oh god, please. C-cum with me... please master, I c-can't... can't hold on. I'm... m-master. Aahhh..."

By the time orgasm number three crashed over her though, and she stared up into her lover's eyes to see the same unsated, simmering passion and adoration as he watched her losing control, Crystal was starting to remember. To recall why she so often sucked or stroked her master to orgasm. Why she drew him close to the edge before starting to fuck him, rather than hoping to carry him all the way to climax through that action.

No words preceded orgasm four, just a garbled mess of sounds, of letters, of guttural shrieks and yelps. She wouldn't stop. She couldn't. She had to do this. Had to let him cum inside her. She had woken him up for this, and wouldn't allow her master to go unsatisfied. And yet, just a few minutes later again, the pleasure and pain tinged scream she let loose as orgasm number five overwhelmed her proved more than either Dom or Kiwi were willing to let the devoted pet handle.

"Master! Please!"

She wailed again, half in relief and half in misery as Dom drew back, and set her free from the constant stimulation that her poor, swollen, dripping wet pussy could no longer bear. Before he could say anything though, it was Kiwi who slid up to the other woman's side. Kiwi who leaned down close, and whispered to Crystal so tenderly, yet with such an obviously and knowingly superior tone to her voice.

"It's okay. Oh, sweet puppy... it's okay, you did your very best, and your master loves you for it. But... now it's time to let a real pro have her turn. Watch me, puppy. Watch us. Let me show you the only way to handle a cock like his."

Drawing back from Crystal's side, something changed in the fennec's appearance. One moment she looked perfectly normal; a gorgeously attractive woman every bit as real as Crystal. The next, something quivered inside her. Not the fennec quivering herself, but within the fennec, something moved. All of a sudden her fur began to look... almost synthetic, and her skin where it was visible more like some sort of silicon rubber. A gentle popping sound rang out through the room, like button-clips coming lose from some hidden seam, and with a sound somewhat between the flowing of water and the more bubbling noise of boiling tar, Kiwi's true form began to emerge from her suit.

Holding the shape of her fennec self, the red, jelly-like goo creature crawled across the bed to where Dom was now sitting upright. He wasn't shocked, wasn't the slightest bit perturbed by Kiwi's disrobing. In fact if anything it seemed to make his cock strain and twitch more urgently than ever. She straddled him, little droplets of herself dripping down onto his legs, quivering for a moment before wiggling and crawling their way back to join the main body of Kiwi's self. Her muzzle inched forward, towards the head of his erection, but rather than engulfing it in her maw, she simply pressed herself further still. The warm, gooey surface of her form gave way, and Dom gave a desperate cry of pleasure as he found his cock suddenly surrounded by the fennec's muzzle, her somehow still rough yet gooey tongue running itself back and forth along the underside of his sensitive head.

"O-ohhh... Ki. That feels so... ahh..."

He gasped breathlessly as she withdrew again, pulling back and re-forming her face like nothing had happened. Before the male's eyes Kiwi scrambled up to her feet upon the bed, spreading her legs wider apart and dripping her gooey, jelly-like self down onto the wolf's swollen balls. Dom lay back once more, staring up so he could see the fennec's face as she moved to straddle his cock where it protruded upward from his loins. One red, gelatinous hand encircled what it could of the male's tip, and guided it to her crotch. The red jelly there quivered and rippled, but there was no sign of a visible pussy. No sign of any opening whatsoever. That didn't matter though. The joy of Kiwi being who she was... what she was, meant that everything was a hole. Everything was a sweet spot. And every last little bit of the goo-formed fennec was able to handle as much of Dom's cock as he needed her to.

"Ohhhyes. More. More."

Kiwi gurgled happily as she began to sink her torso down upon the vast length of her lover's manhood. He reached up and grasped at her thighs, but his fingers instantly sank into the red goo. They remained there though, and as he wiggled his digits Kiwi giggled in a mixture of ticklish excitement and obviously increased arousal. Through her body Dom could see his cock rising up, past where any woman's pussy would have long since ceased, up into her torso, her stomach, her chest, almost reaching to her neck as she lowered herself steadily down around him. The feeling was incredible. So hot. So wet. Like the most turned on pussy he'd ever encountered. And tight... oh god, so perfectly wrapped around him, not squeezing too hard, but holding him within in a way that meant he was being enclosed and stimulated from every angle along every last inch.

It was only when he was fully buried within her though, and the fennec's tail swept around, its gooey, dripping length wrapping themselves around his aching balls, that the true magic of her body began to work itself upon the male. His eyes bulged. He trembled. He grunted. He fought for breath, and then to hold onto it. But it was hopeless. It was senseless. He howled savagely, and his hands within his gooey lover's thighs slapped and splashed, driving her wild in turn as all around his vast, sensitive erection, her semi-liquid self began to quiver and ripple with focused, stimulating vibrations.

"Oh god, Kiwi. Oh fuck. Oh my god... a-ahhh! Yes. Yes!"

Lying close by, beginning to recover from her rapid fire sequence of heavenly peaks, Crystal whimpered with undeniable envy. She so wished that she could do that to her master. That she could pleasure him as much as Kiwi's skills allowed her to do so. But instead, she just found herself lying there as an observer. Spent, used up, and only able to watch rather than participate as Dom was driven towards the rapture he had granted her many times over by the jelly-formed fennec.

Except... maybe not.

"Crystal. O-oh. Please... Crystal..."

The cries of her name, plus the thumbing of one of Dom's hands against the bedding a few seconds later, dragged the female wolf from her sorrow. She gave a bashful whimper as she saw Dom craning his neck upward, and looking around his cock, through Kiwi's trembling body at her as the fennec bounced and rode her lover.

"Master?"

She whined hopefully, rolling onto her hands and knees and crawling up the length of the bed towards Dom's open, panting maw.

"Crystal. I... I still want you, my puppy. I want you t-to... cum with me. With us."

Dom licked his lips, and drew the hand that he'd used to pound at the bed and grab her attention up to his face. He tapped the tip of his muzzle several times in rapid succession, and nodded as the other wolf's eyes widened.

"Please, Crystal. T-tell me... tell master you can manage one more orgasm. Sit up here. Let me... a-ah... eat you. Let me make you cum, so... so we can all share this together."

She didn't even take the time to think about it. What choice did she have? It was either lie there and watch as Kiwi got to have all the fun, or... or this. The wonderful, thoughtful gift that her master was now offering her in spite of the disobedience which had started this whole process. In mere seconds she was scrambling astride him once more, and with a squeal of glee as his hands grasped at her thighs now and pulled her down tight against his face, she felt and heard the male's muzzle beginning to slurp and feast upon her still sensitive but very much receptive pussy.

Both riding the male wolf, both trembling and moaning as they were stimulated and filled by his cock and tongue respectively, Kiwi and Crystal watched one another in a mixture of competitive excitement and genuine happiness for the other woman. They may have been jealous of one another at times, Kiwi resenting the doting tenderness that Dom showed his pet and Crystal envying the extremes of pleasure and love-making that Kiwi could share with her master, but they cared for one another too. There were three of them in this relationship, and while Dom was the axis upon which their love swung, they still felt deeply for the other woman.

"Make him cum, Ki. H-hard."

Crystal whimpered to the goo-formed fennec, and blushed as Kiwi moaned right back at her.

"He's close. I... oh god, I can feel everything, Crystal. He's everywhere inside me. He's... a-ah... it's so much. So good. Please. Please, Crystal... h-help me. Hold me."

Reaching out with trembling arms, more and more of her slippery, jelly-like self dripping over Dom's writhing torso as while her pleasure increased she found it harder to hold her fennec-shaped form, Kiwi wailed in delight as the female wolf reached out her hands and allowed the gooey form of the fennec to wrap around them. The two women leaned against one another, using their support to ride the male's body harder. To bounce and buck upon both his cock and his face, their cries ringing out far louder, but their sharp ears still drinking in every muffled, gurgling yelp and moan that escaped Dom in turn.

Soon the two women were face to face, eye to eye, and then, open mouthed and panting in frantic pleasure, they were kissing. Making out, trembling lips mashing with fevered sloppiness against the unstable jelly-form of the fennec's own muzzle. Crystal's hands found themselves wrapped around Kiwi's head, rubbing at large, radar-like ears that were barely able to reconstruct themselves as fast as they continued to droop and dissolve while Kiwi was rendered more and more helpless and formless by the fury of the pleasure coursing through her.

Then, practically out of nowhere, she felt something new. Indeed both she and Dom did, and together they yelped in surprise and excitement as Kiwi simply quivered with the focus it took to do what she was doing. Within her muzzle, where the female wolf's tongue had been so passionately roaming, there suddenly rested the head of Dom's cock. Slowly but surely Kiwi had sunk down a little further upon the male, and left herself essentially skewered from end to end by his member, entering through her crotch and exiting through her muzzle.

"H-he... he can't hold on much longer. And, neither can I..."

The jelly fox gurgled to Crystal, her mouth not only struggling to retain the shape necessary to form words, but now filled with the added liquid of the male's ever more potent and productive pre-cum.

"Suck him, Crystal. Suck him dry. For him. For us. Don't let a drop go to waste. Oh. Ohh yes... p-promise me, puppy... if I milk Dom for every last drop he has... promise me you'll drink it all."

Crystal didn't answer, but she still made that promise. She made it by wrapping her muzzle around the tip of Dom's cock, pushing her face through the rapidly softening, quivering mass of Kiwi's own form and beginning to bob and slurp loudly, hungrily at the man she loved. She felt the hands on her thigh tightening, trembling, and the hot rush of Dom gasping for air between rapid lashes of his tongue against her swollen clit. She watched as Kiwi's form grew less and less fennec-like, red jelly eyes rolling in a head that could barely hold its shape as she was overwhelmed by her own pleasure. They were all close now. All three of them racing towards orgasm in a triumvirate of absolute euphoria. Moaning. Shrieking. Bubbling and splashing. Writhing together, towards that perfect moment. That shared release.

"Mnnhhhngghh!"

As the first torrent of Dom's cum hit the back of her throat and his muffled howls rang out from beneath her pussy, Crystal gurgled as she began to squirt. Hot cum flooded her muzzle as fast as she could gulp it down, her cheeks bulging with her efforts to live up to her promise and not let a drop go to waste. At the same time she soaked her master's face with her own cum, her whole body trembling as each gush of potent ejaculate accompanied a cataclysmic wave of almost painfully intense bliss. She clamped her thighs down around his face, and ground her quivering pussy down into his moaning maw. Her hands meanwhile plunged into the violently vibrating and now almost formless shape of Kiwi, caressing the gooey female in whatever way she could.

Explosive splashes and floods of Kiwi's jelly-like form burst and re-formed over Dom's bucking body as she too was lost in orgasmic ecstasy, all the while her warm gooey self continuing to milk and stimulate Dom through his powerful climax. She drained his balls more and more, and as the wolf's seed just kept on coming, so too did the women around him. None of them could stop. None of them dared let this moment go. And thus even as Crystal's belly began to bulge with the sheer volume of cum she was guzzling down, and even as the bed became more and more flooded by quivering, detached blobs of Kiwi as she climaxed herself to uncontrollable pieces, they let it happen gladly. Eagerly, if it meant knowing that Dom was still lost in his own long denied release.

By the time all three of the trio were spent, Crystal's stomach was distended and bulging down over her midsection. She didn't let go of her lover's cock until he gently pushed her aside, the continued suction from her muzzle now too intense for his overworked member to bear. Crystal half crawled, half squirmed her way down into his arms, and she giggled as he rubbed at her belly in wondrous fascination. He pecked her on the lips, his own face streaked and glistening with her juices and growled softly.

"All this because you couldn't wait till morning, naughty pup..."

She giggled, and arched her back slightly, pushing her cum-filled belly up against his paw with pride. He moaned, even now unable to deny how hot it was to feel that swollen stomach and know what had caused it.

"And you'd do it again, wouldn't you?"

The wolf's pet growled happily, and she nodded. He grinned.

"Yeah. Yeah you would. And... I'd let you. Again, and again. Because good or bad, you're my puppy, and I love you."

A quivering, slurping noise drew the two wolves from their tender, post-coital reverie, and they peered towards the quivering mass of jelly-like goo that was Kiwi. They watched as she fed herself back into the suit of her white furred self, pouring into it over the course of a couple of minutes, then wriggling and squirming around as though trying to figure out what end went where. Soon it was moving again, and after just thirty more seconds, it ceased to seem like a suit any longer. It was a fennec once more. A living, breathing, totally normal flesh-and-blood fennec, that no-one but the two wolves present could deny.

Moaning softly as her eyes opened, pale blue once more, no longer strawberry red, Kiwi seemed to struggle even to crawl her way over to the other two. She whined happily, thankfully as Dom reached out one strong arm and dragged her close, now holding both women close to him. He kissed each of them in turn upon the muzzle, and both Kiwi and Crystal giggled as they both reached a hand out to caress the male's chest over his heart, instead meeting one another's fingers and lacing them tenderly together.

As the three lovers lay there in peaceful silence, it was still dark outside. Still early in the morning of Dom's first night home. And to think... he had a whole long weekend ahead of him before he was due to be anywhere else. Before he had to leave the house even once. A whole long weekend to be surrounded by these two women, with their needs, their urges, and their desire to make him not just happy... but every bit as happy as he made them.

If he thought work had been tiring, Dom had no idea what was in store for him in the days to come.

By Jeeves

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