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"Todd, we need to talk."

That was the text message she'd left her husband. What a frightening message to get after your pregnant wife goes to the doctor! Denise was practicing the piano when Joanne's former mate arrive home from work early, ears flat in concern. Joanne could only reasonably think of the Poodle as her 'former' because after today's conversation...

I'm pregnant with your dog's litter. Talk about man's best friend. The golden retriever had heard about other women who ended up knocked up by a feral, but she'd never imagined it would happen to her. She'd end up divorced, and Todd would obviously gain custody over Denise, and she'd most certainly lose her job at the agency. She looked ruefully down at her big belly. She'd really almost convinced herself that they were Todd's, but the doctor had been pretty clear.

Todd hopped up the steps two at a time, closing the bedroom door carefully behind him to find his wife sitting nervously on the edge of the bed. "Is...something wrong with the babies?" he said, his lower lip quivering.

"They're healthy," she started. "But there is a problem."

Todd blinked, not reassured one bit. "Not -"

"It's not what you're thinking, Todd, believe me. I need to tell you something that will _not_make you happy. And it's all my fault..."

The white-furred Poodle cocked his head, still standing at the foot of the bed. Joanne could see his brain processing. He had to think now that she'd cheated on him. What else? But he'd never guess who. Would he feel more betrayed by his wife, or his dog? "What's this all about, Joanne?"

"They're not yours," she said, her voice catching.

Todd took a step back, horror on his face, wavering a little where he stood. "You - you -"

"I wasn't trying to cheat on you," she interrupted. "It was an accident!"

Todd blinked. "An...accident!?"

Joanne put her head in her hands. "Todd, will you just listen?"

There was a cold silence from her husband that was her only answer. Carefully, Joanne picked her words. "You remember that day I didn't show up for my presentation?"

"Yeah."

"I didn't show up because I was...raped. Kind of."

Todd's expression changed completely again, his ears popping up. "Oh my God, Joanne! What...how...wait, what do you mean 'kind of'?"

Joanne paused. "He didn't know what he was doing," she finally said, crossing her hands in her lap. She'd picked out a nice, but plain blouse and skirt for this moment, trying to be understated. This was the hardest part.

Todd was definitely confused. "How? _Who_didn't?"

Joanne took a deep breath, pulling her gold-furred ears back. "It was Bear. I dropped my keys in his kennel, and when I went to get them..."

Todd's jaw dropped, three realizations hitting him one, after another. His own dog had mounted his wife, his wife had been raped by a dog, and if what she was saying was true, she was now pregnant with a litter of German Shepherd puppies!

"I couldn't stop him," Joanne said, honestly. At first, because he was too strong, and then because she didn't _want_to. "Todd, I'm sorry..." she added, and despite her resolve to be the strong, independent women she liked to think she was, tears welled up and began to mat her fur.

Todd needed to sit down, but there was nowhere but the bed, so he stumbled over to sit next to his wife. "What are you sorry for? I can't believe...this is...why didn't you tell me?" He gently put a paw on her shoulder.

Joanne stiffened, and pushed him back. "You haven't heard the whole thing, yet."

Todd kept a respectful distance, scooching over. "What is it?"

Joanne winced. Unable to look her husband in the eye, she said, "The timing, Todd. I'm three months pregnant. That was four months ago."

Todd thought about it. "Then...it couldn't be Bear's pups!"

Joanne shook her head.

"But we started trying three months ago," he explained.

Joanne nodded slowly. "I'm sorry, Todd. I thought I was already pregnant - but my period was just late, and I...I...let him mount me again. I don't know how to explain it. It was so stupid! I love you, Todd, but Bear... I couldn't get him out of my head."

Todd froze. "You - slept with my dog - on purpose?"

"I know it doesn't excuse it, but I thought I was already pregnant. But after seeing the doctor yesterday...I know that the second time was the charm. You have no idea how much I wanted it to be you," Joanne trembled.

"You've been fucking my dog?" he asked again, incredulously.

Joanne curled up, sliding further away from her soon-to-be ex-husband. "Only twice..." she tried, meekly. She didn't want to detail that she meant two sessions, because she'd taken the dog's load almost a dozen times.

"Joanne...this is crazy. Don't you know what will happen to you when people find out?"

She paused. She didn't expect the first line from her husband to be concern for her. "I thought it was too late. It was a miracle he didn't knock me up the first time."

Todd's face was inscrutable, clearly lost in thought. "Why? Did he tie you?"

Joanne gulped. "Yes..."

"How many times?"

"Todd, don't."

"How many times, Joanne?"

Joanne trembled. "Six times."

"Bear raped you _six_times," he said skeptically.

"He only raped me once." Joanne shook her head. "Todd, I know I'm horrible. I can't believe what I did. I was in heat, and it felt...so good. And then I betrayed you again. I understand if you want a divorce - there's obvious grounds. I'll go away quietly..."

Todd shook his head. "No. I can't say I understand, but I don't want to hurt Denise like that. Look, there's something we can do. Maybe you can...take a vacation for the next six months and take care of this quietly. No one has to know."

Joanne paused. "But they know I'm pregnant."

"We'll say there was a miscarriage. We can put the puppies up for adoption. No one has to know," he repeated.

Joanne cocked her head at her husband. It wasn't unheard of for people at her firm to take a sabbatical, though it was unusual to take maternity leave so early. "You - you're not mad?"

Todd reached a hand out to take his Golden Retriever's hand and said, "I'm furious, Joanne. I'm hurt, and betrayed, and I can't understand why any of this happened. But we'll work through this together, okay? For Denise - for us."

* * * * *

Todd was furious, but he was also more than a little turned on. After hugging his wife, he made a few calls to upstate New Yorkie, looking for a place for Joanne to relax out the rest of her pregnancy. He couldn't get the image out of his head. Five times, his wife, his Joanne, had_willingly_ let his pet dog mount her - _breed_her.

He hoped she didn't think he'd planned this. He hadn't, but it did look suspicious - getting a male dog, forgetting to get him fixed, and then being turned on by the thought of Joanne underneath him. Maybe there was something in his subconscious, but he'd never even really considered this until Joanne's confession. He still couldn't believe that a grown, thinking woman would_submit_ herself to a feral dog. Was the sex just that good? Did being in heat really turn a woman into a mindless bitch?

The Poodle growled under his breath. He _was_still angry. What a stupid thing to do! And to betray him, and the family like that! He couldn't help but feel inadequate as a partner. He didn't miss that Joanne had started being a lot kinkier in bed after her times with Bear. In fact, their sex life had gotten a _lot_better. Had his boring technique driven his wife to find satisfaction from the family _dog?_He had to know what it was that drew Joanne to Bear. He had to see it for himself - to know once and for all what she saw in the German Shepherd.

But he couldn't just ask her to show him. She'd think he was some kind of pervert! Todd spared himself a weak chuckle, realizing that _he_wasn't the one who'd raised his tail for an animal. He needed to see the way she behaved with Bear when she didn't know Todd was around. To see if she really loved Todd, or was just using him.

Hence the plan. He paused, holding the bottle of heat spray he'd managed to special order from a veterinarian supply shop. The perfume was specifically designed to mimic a bitch in heat. Todd didn't know what he expected to happen, but he hoped his wife would pass the test.

It had taken a week to set his plan in motion, but now was the perfect time. Denise was once again out of the house, shopping with friends, which usually took three or four hours. Joanne was upstairs, sleeping soundly, after Todd explained he was going in for work. Ever so quietly, as his wife slept, Todd sprayed the scent in a line, from the edge of the bed, down the hallway, down the stairs, leaving a good solid spray right at the door to Bear's cage. She wouldn't be able to smell it - not like a feral canine, anyway.

The German Shepherd reacted immediately. The ninety-pound dog leapt at the door of the cage, trying to dislodge it like he had so many times before. He knew what that smell meant. Todd stared down at his dog, his lips pursed. He'd raised Bear from a pup, and trained him (well, as much as he could), and played with him. It was Joanne that had been against the shepherd from the start. Now, when Todd looked at the black-and-tan dog, he saw something else entirely. While smaller than the two-legged Poodle, Bear was tight and muscular, not flabby. His eyes pierced forward with a confidence that Todd had never been able to muster. Something in this dog shone to Joanne. She'd straight up admitted to cheating on him with the animal, and her huge belly was proof of that. Todd trembled slightly, looking at the dog, before lifting one half of the latches on Bear's cage.

The dog had escaped before when one of them forgot to affix both latches, but Todd knew it would take a minute for the clever dog to wiggle his way through. Just enough time - tucking the bottle of perfume in his belt, Todd turned around the way he came, sneaking into his bedroom where Joanne lay. In the distance, he could hear Bear working at the metal gate. It wouldn't last long. Todd knew it was a bit cliche, but he slowly slid into the closet, lifting on of the slats until he had a thin, but perfectly acceptable view of the bed.

He waited. He didn't know what to expect. Would Bear try to rape her again? Would she just let him? Would she try to resist? She couldn't use her heat as an excuse this time; she was three months pregnant, for god's sake! Maybe Todd would finally get some answers - one way or another.

The middle-aged man didn't have to wait long. Bear made quick work of the gate and came bounding up the stairs, following his nose. Todd watched the powerful animal sniff his way into the bedroom, looking every bit like the wolf that was his ancestor hunting prey. And there she was, reclining on the bed. He hopped up, and Todd could see that the dog was already aroused, the small, pointed tip peeking just out of his sheath.

Joanne stirred at the sudden weight on the bed. "Todd...?" she murmured, opening her eyes. When she saw Bear, it took three seconds to process before her eyes popped open, and she leaned up on her elbows. "Bear!" she gasped.

The dog knew exactly what he wanted, and he went straight between her legs. Joanne was wearing panties under her bathrobe, but that didn't stop the dog for a second. He _slurped_right onto her little mound, rubbing her through the thin cloth.

"Bear, stop!" she whined, dropping her hands to his head and trying futilely to push him away. Todd couldn't help but feel his heart flutter at those words. She _was_resisting him! "You can't do this - not again!"

Just when Todd was ready to burst from the closet and save his wife, he heard something that stopped him in his tracks. Joanne moaned.

"We can't," she panted, but he could see her arms weaken, unable to hold the dog back any longer. Her muscles slackened, and suddenly Bear had full access to her cloth-covered twat. "Fffuck..." she groaned.

Bear wagged his tail, licking fast and hard, his firm tongue quickly dampening her crotch. Though perhaps she was helping. "Dammit," she gasped, "what's the use? I know I can't stop you."

Todd held his breath, watching now as his beloved wife spread her legs and arched her back, her paws digging into the bedsheets. But it was the addendum that really sent a chill through his heart. Joanne panted, "_Won't_stop you."

It was as Todd feared. If this was all it took to turn his wife, not even in her heat, into a snivelling, obedient bitch, did she really care about him at all? He stared helplessly as his best friend took advantage of his life mate. What did _he_have that Todd didn't? He'd eaten Joanne out - at least once she'd asked for it.

"God, harder!" she wailed, and almost as if he understood, Bear lapped furiously at her panties, his tongue meeting her every thrust as she made the bed squeak. Joanne opened her bathrobe, revealing her bare breasts, and suddenly her hands were at them, rubbing and rolling them as she writhed beneath the furry beast. "Ungh! Ahhn..." she yelped.

Then Todd heard a rip, and he realized her wet undergarments must have given way. Bear slipped even closer to Joanne, slamming his tongue not just across, but _inside_her puffy cunt, though this time, she was swollen in preparation for childbirth. Joanne squealed like a pig, her tongue dangling sideways out of her mouth as she wrapped her legs around the dog's head. She held onto his ears, bucking up and down as he really ate her out, sliding his tongue deep into every crevasse of her young body. Todd caught the barest glimpse every third thrust of Joanne's spade, bulging wide around Bear's tongue. The dog was like a force of nature.

So that's how he does it, Todd realized. There was no nicety, no civilization to Bear's actions. He wanted something and he took it, and Joanne knew better than to try to resist. Before he knew it, and before he could interrupt Joanne's failed test, his wife was howling and _thumping_her golden tail against Bear's belly, screaming through an orgasm unlike anything he'd ever witnessed. Even their recent, kinky play had never made his wife cry like that.

"Fuck! Fuck," she said again, trying to regain her breath. "I thought we were done with this, Bear," she added, accusingly. "Isn't my womb enough for you, you also want to destroy my marriage!?"

The dog simply pulled out of her, licking his lips and cocking his head. Now, more than just his tip was showing. He was half-emerged from his tan sheath, and already as big as Todd ever got. Todd again wanted to interrupt, but he froze again when he saw Joanne turn around. For all her complaints, she clear as day rolled onto all fours, pulled her bathrobe up beyond her wagging tail and presented to the side like any mongrel four-legged bitch. She bit her lip, glancing over her shoulder at the randy dog. "I don't know how you got out, but this has got to be the last time!"

Bear barked, and hopped aboard, even as Todd watched, ever conflicted. She obviously cared about the marriage, but was it for her security, or because she had feelings for Todd? Or at least Denise? He decided to stay put, trying to ignore the tent straining at his pants.

Bear wrapped his paws around Todd's wife like she was an old car that needed fixing, a brilliant grin on his face as he stared down at the bitch beneath him. Joanne crouched on the bed, her rump just barely turned toward the very closet Todd was hiding in. The Poodle saw the tattered remains of Joanne's panties, revealing her wet and trembling spade even as Bear slid into place, his bright, red cock getting perilously close. The Golden Retriever woman had her knees spread around her massive belly.

"Oh, Bear," she whined. "I forgot how much I've _missed_this..."

The German Shepherd wasn't much for sentimentality. His humped his hips as he repositioned, testing and teasing at her drool-coated pussy until his bony tip pressed firmly into her willing flesh. With a grunt, the confident dog bucked up and into her, and Todd had to hold back a gasp as the dog took his wife. The picture in his mind for that last week was finally right in front of him, and for the first time he took in the whole truth - Joanne really _was_pregnant by Bear. Her swollen stomach was because of the dog, and here was exactly how it had happened three months ago.

"Ahh! God!" Joanne yipped, her spade stretching wide around the dog's huge cock. Todd could just make out the bulge of her pink mound, Bear leaning forward to hammer her even harder. The German Shepherd grabbed Joanne's bathrobe in his teeth, yanking back on her neck with each thrust. To Todd's surprise, Joanne hastily through her robe away, now wearing nothing but her useless, torn panties. She squealed as Bear bit down instead on the back of her neck, yanking back on her scruff. "Oh, Bear,take me. I'm yours!" she whined.

Then, with barely a minute since her last climax, Joanne tossed her head back, flattened her ears, and moaned, her body rocking up and down, even though Bear was just getting started. Todd wondered if he'd ever brought his wife to orgasm at all, considering how she was bouncing and shuddering right now. No wonder she'd given in to the dog so many times. Todd's hand gripped the handle to the closet, but he didn't open it, eyes transfixed on the scene before him.

While Joanne squealed in ecstasy, Bear was busy at work hammering himself deeper. Todd could see flashes of the dog's enormous knot, twice the size of the Poodle. Bear had let himself grow to full size outside of his bitch, and now he would never_be able to tie with her, but he sure seem determined to try. Again and again he _slapped_his huge bulge against Joanne's wet cavern, each _thud_punctuated by her whimpering _yip. The dog's nuts swung back and forth, bouncing against the Golden Retriever's inner thighs. Bear might have thought from the scent that he had a nice bitch to breed, but those balls had already done their job swimmingly.

"I hope the pups don't get motion sickness!" Joanne yelped, her body rocking back and forth. "C'mon Bear, you can do it..."

Do what?

"Good doggie - knot me! Take me all the way you four-legged brute!" Joanne whined.

Todd shook his head. That was impossible. The dog's bulge was twice as wide as Joanne's entire pussy! But the industrious young woman leaned forward and spread her legs wide, and Bear grinded forward, determined to make it work. Smack! Smack! Smack! went their sticky union, Joanne's voice ragged with gasps. "Harder!" she begged.

Bear launched himself forward one last time, and splorp!

He was flush to her, his balls trembling up against her. Todd dropped his jaw. The dog had actually done it, popping his knot into the needy bitch. A flash glimpse allowed Todd to see how wide Joanne's spade had been stretched, more resembling a softball than anything he'd seen before. He could never compare to that. She must feel full to bursting!

Sure enough, Joanne was wailing now, driven into another impromptu orgasm, and this one was punctuated with a loud _splurt!_Bear was cumming, breeding Todd's wife like he had a half-dozen times before, warm, sticky seed painting every last inch of Joanne's clenching cunny. "Good boy!" she moaned.

That was too much for Todd. He flung the door to the closet open, and both pairs of eyes turned to him. Joanne looked like a ghost, jaw dropped, but Bear just took in their surprise observer and went back to pumping his master's wife with his feral seed.

"Todd!?" she gasped, before saying, "Oh...fuck."

"Caught - red handed," Todd growled.

"It's not what it looks like," she whimpered.

Todd rolled his eyes. "Joanne, I thought you were over this."

It didn't take Joanne long to flatten her ears in realization. "What were you doing in the closet? You set me up!"

Todd nodded, pointing to the little spray bottle at his waist. "Heat scent. It took so little, and you went right back to him."

The woman growled, getting a little more ability to move as Bear jumped off her back, rump-to-rump with her. "That's crazy, Todd. It's been months_since I was with Bear, and it would have been years if you hadn't let him loose in our bedroom! I woke up with him licking my cunt! And you just _let him hold me down. You don't know what it's like!"

Todd said, "It took you thirty seconds to give in to him - and now look at you: bulging out and tied to a fucking dog." He stared at the connection between the two, Joanne's pussy turgid and trembling and _huge_around the German Shepherd's knot, even the dog continued to grunt and spray her insides with more cum than Todd could produce in a week.

Joanne whined. "You don't get it, Todd. I was going to be extra careful in my heat, I was going to put Bear in a kennel during that week, I was going to do everything in my power to keep him from catching me in this situation."

"Because you're a slut," Todd accused.

"Because I can't help it. The way he controls me, the way he makes me feel. I tried to stop him, Todd - you saw that. I wish it weren't true, but you're right," she gasped. "I _am_a slut. I'm a bitch. I'm _Bear's_bitch..." she finished.

Todd took a deep breath. At least she was finally admitting it. But what now?

Joanne stammered, "I don't think my plan would have worked. I know now - the minute I came into heat I would be back to him. God, you don't know how it feels, Todd. But I want our marriage more." She glanced back at Bear and whined, "We have to give him away."

Todd sighed. "Maybe that's for the best." Slowly, the Poodle sat down on the bed next to his dog, petting him on the head. Bear just grinned back at his master, completely unaware what they were discussing. "It's okay, Bear," Todd reassured him. "You don't know any better."

Joanne whimpered. "Todd, I'm sorry - I really am. But you can't trust me - I can't trust myself."

Todd glanced back and his contrite wife. He did love her, but this was a lot to take in. Seeing it first hand, he could see how good his dog made her feel. He could never match Bear's prowess. He took another glance at the shuddering tie between his two closest companions. "Doesn't that hurt?"

Joanne yipped. "Yes...and no. Like in a good way..."

"God, he's huge," he said, "How did he even fit?"

Joanne chuckled softly. "When Bear sets his mind to something, he gets it done."

"Dammit, Joanne," Todd said, looking away. "Did I ever even make you cum? Even once?"

"Yes," she said quickly, but Todd gave her a warning look. "Yes," she repeated. "I didn't always fake it. But I didn't even know what an orgasm really felt like until Bear. He doesn't stop when I start to feel sore and oversensitive. He doesn't hold back like you do."

Todd nodded glumly. "Then -"

"Oh!" Joanne interrupted. "He's tugging!"

Sure enough, Bear was digging his paws into the bed, pulling away from his bitch. Todd watched as the slightly deflated knot teased at his wife's cunny, stretching the enormous bulge wider and wider, until _pop!_Bear launched so fast off of her that he almost fell off the bed, managing to balance right at the edge, right next to Todd. Todd first saw his wife's gaping spade, ever so slowly retracting, white cream spilling down the pointed nub to cover the sheets. She made no effort to hide it, her tail out of the way, her legs spread.

Then he looked at Bear. The dog's glossy cock was coated in his wife's slick juices, dangling, half-hard from his sheath. He wasn't quite full size, but he was still twice Todd's, a thin dribble of cum still connecting his tip back to Joanne's drenched pussy.

"I'm really going to miss him," Todd announced.

Joanne said, "You're telling me," before realizing it wasn't the time for jokes. She said, "Sorry."

"I wish I could know what it felt like for you," Todd said. "But I believe you. I know you wouldn't be doing this if it weren't...amazing."

She sat up and put a hand on Todd's shoulder. "Not many men would be able to understand. But I think I can show you, at least in part, what it feels like." She slowly lowered her hand to Todd's crotch, where the Poodle was still clearly sporting.

Todd shivered. "Yeah?"

"Yeah," Joanne said, sliding off the bed and crouching in front of her husband.

"Okay," he said, and Joanne unzipped her husband's pants. He lifted up and let her pull them to the ground, underwear and all, until he was only wearing a white t-shirt that was barely visible against his curly, white fur. With a smile, Joanne licked her lips, then licked the tip of Todd's neglected cock. "Unngh!" he groaned.

His hands immediately went to Joanne's head, holding her back. Joanne pushed his hands away, then nuzzled his cock again, but Todd winced and grabbed her again. She flattened her ears. "Todd, the point is to trust me, and give up control."

But even when he tried his best, the Poodle had to direct her head. "Sorry," he said, sheepishly.

Joanne knew what to do, though. She'd prepared for this. The golden-furred seductress walked over to the closet and grabbed her new purchases. Todd could only gasp at what she brought out: a glossy, purple dildo, made out to look exactly like a dog's dick (this one was just slightly bigger than Bear's cock), a bottle of water-based lubricant, and two pairs of handcuffs. The first two were tossed on the floor, but the handcuffs jingled as she approached her husband.

Bear watched with mild interest, lying on the floor.

"Jesus, Joanne. Reading Fifty Shades of Greyhound?" Todd joked. While his wife walked around the bed and slid the cuffs on his left hand, he asked, "What are the _other_two for?"

Joanne smiled. "For your birthday. I thought I might let you try my...other hole."

Todd said, "While you plugged your pussy with that purple monster? To remind you of Bear...?"

Joanne blushed. "Maybe a little," she said, clicking the other end of the cuffs to the side of the bed. She did the same for his other hand, leaving Todd stretched out across the full-sized bed, his head halfway up the bed, legs still curled around the foot.

"Now you can experience the full effect. What it really feels like to lose control," Joanne grinned, her teeth gleaming.

Todd's heart was pounding. Why had he let her do this? Hadn't they _just_talked about trust? But the cuffs came with the promise of a blowjob, and that was enough for most men. His beautiful wife knelt in front of him, sliding her hands up to pull his legs apart. He managed to resist the urge to pull them back together, shivering as she began again, sliding her tongue along his defenseless dick.

His wrists chaffed as he tried futilely to bring his hands down. "Oh, god," he said.

"Let me handle it," she said simply, reaching up with one hand to cup his balls tightly in her hand.

Yipe! She didn't hurt him, but he still whined, suddenly feeling very vulnerable. Still, when she planted her wide, wet tongue a the base of his furred balls before sliiiiding it up beneath his length, ending with a gentle suck of his tip, Todd couldn't help but buck his hips gently. He yelped again when she took his sac fully into her mouth, _suckling_him. "Hey!" he gasped.

She ignored him, sucking harder. Todd curled his toes, his tail failing to tuck between his legs only because Joanne was lodged there. It didn't hurt - not much - but this was why Todd always wanted to bring his hands down to protect himself. The cuffs were digging into his wrists and he whimpered.

And then Joanne let go, moaning herself. Todd cocked his ears, lifting his head, and he saw enough to understand the cause. He couldn't see much down his body and beyond the foot of the bed, but Joanne's moaning face was framed behind by a wagging,brown tail.

"Bear, not now," she groaned. Even though she'd stopped licking Todd, he could still hear the steady, eager _slurps_as the dog ate out his distracted wife. "Todd...help..." she shivered, raising her tail for the German Shepherd.

"I can't, remember?" Todd said, clicking the cuffs against the wooden sides of the bed.

"He still thinks I'm in heat," she whined. "I don't know if -"

Todd couldn't believe it. Was she really going to stop in the middle of a conciliatory blowjob to fuck his dog in front of him, while he was still handcuffed to the bed?

"Oh, I know!" Joanne said suddenly. With that, she reached down for the spray bottle that still rested beside Todd's pants. Todd couldn't see what she was doing, but he sure felt it, as a cool, wet mist sprayed over his crotch.

"What are you doing!?"

Joanne grinned up at her husband. "There's only one way to find out what it _really_feels like to give in to Bear. Todd watched as that wagging, brown tail moved away from his wife's rump, and got closer. Joanne stepped aside, and suddenly it was _Bear's_head that appeared in her place.

"Joanne, you can't - this - he..." Todd stammered, but his stammers ended the minute Bear went from sniffing his master's genitals, to licking. He knew the smell of a bitch in heat when he smelled it, even if the equipment looked a bit different. The German Shepherd went straight for Todd's cock, licking fast and hard, completely unlike his wife's careful administrations.

"N-no teeth!" he gasped, but he had to admit, he hadn't felt any. He just shuddered, expecting at any moment for the overzealous dog to nip him. Todd yanked on the cuffs, desperate to cover himself, but once again unable to.

"Just relax and let him," Joanne said, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"This is crazy!" he moaned, his entire cock blanketed in Bear's insistent tongue. "You've gotta stop him!"

"He's a dog!"

"Oh, so he's good enough for me_but not _you?" Joanned huffed.

"You _wanted_it!" he explained.

"You wanted to understand how it felt - well, _this_is how it feels," she replied, unsympathetic.

"But - _hoooowooo!"_he cried, unable to hold back after Bear's tongue blanketed his entire shaft. The dog was lapping at Todd's sensitive tip now, making the man tremble. "Fffuck!" he said.

Joanne watched with a smile on her face as Bear shifted down, sniffing Todd's musky balls. Did he realize those didn't belong on a horny bitch? Did he care? Bear immediately drew his powerful tongue across Todd's scrotum, again and again, as if trying to extract every ounce of flavor.

"Bear, no!" Todd groaned, bucking his hips. "Bad dog!" But the words had just as little effect as when Joanne had tried it months earlier. Once Bear set his mind to something...

"Just give in..." she said.

"Let me out of these cuffs!" he gasped.

"The keys are in downstairs."

Todd yelped. "Oh god..."

That was in response to the next change by Bear. Balls were nice and all, especially as far as dogs were concerned, but he was expecting a nice, puffy spade. Bear looked lower and found a reasonable facsimile. Before Todd could beg Joanne for help, the German Shepherd _plunged_his tongue straight into Todd's ass, his cold, wet nose brushing up against the Poodle's balls.

"Nnnngh!" Todd groaned, but Joanne noticed that rather than try to push the dog away, her husband spread his legs apart. Bear slurped and slorped at Todd's untried anus, driving his tongue deeper and deeper into his former master. Todd couldn't form words, moaning senselessly as he was explored.

"I didn't expect that. You like it, don't you?" Joanne asked, but Todd was somewhere else. He started humping up and down, clenching around the dog's powerful tongue, panting like a bitch in heat. Idly, she ran her paw along Todd's girth, feeling the way his firm cock pulsed in her hand. "Now you're getting it. How good it feels to submit yourself to his will."

"It's...ohgoaaannnh," was all he could manage to get out.

Until Bear pulled out of him with a loud _slurp!_Todd shuddered, cum leaking from his tip. "That was..." he panted, but before he could explain himself, Bear hopped halfway onto the bed. His front paws were tucked on either side of Todd's pelvis, his medium length belly fur blanketing Todd's cock. He could only see his own bright red tip peeking out beneath the dog's belly.

"Joanne...help!" This time, his voice was panicked. There was only one reason why Bear would be covered Todd like this. The Poodle couldn't see what was happening beyond the bed, but he could _feel_the searing heat as Bear started to line himself up with his bitch. He didn't care that 'she' had the wrong parts, or that 'she' was on her back, or even that 'she' was his former master, Todd. Heat was all that mattered to Bear.

Joanne grabbed Bear by the collar, trying to pull him off her husband, while Todd gasped, "He's gonna - no! Safe word! Safe word!"

They hadn't bothered to set up a safe word beforehand, but that was as good as any. "I can't get him off you!" she whined, using both hands to try to dislodge the dog.

"Well, _I_can't!" Todd yelped, tugging on his cuffed hands.

"The keys are downstairs! I'll be right back..."

"No!" Todd groaned. "That'll be too late!" He could feel Bear's warm cock humping forward, looking for that entrance he'd just thoroughly explored. Todd couldn't pull his legs back together, not with the powerful dog between them, and his tail was useless. "Joanne..." he squealed, desperate, but he didn't know for what.

Joanne assessed the situation as quickly as she could. Knowing what she did about Bear, she knew there was only one course of action. "I know what to do," she said, confidently, and Todd watched, desperate.

Joanne scrambled to the left of the bed and grabbed something, quickly running over to where Bear stood on top of Todd. The dog was already thrusting, searching for Todd's entrance when Joanne crouched beneath him. What was she doing? What would cause the dog to dislodge?

Yip! Todd felt what at first he thought was the moment he'd been dreading, but the sensation teasing his tailhole wasn't Bear. It was wet and cool. "Joanne?" he gasped, as he felt first one finger, and then another slide into him, and then again, and again. "What the _fuck_are you doing?"

"I'm sorry, Todd, it's the best I can do. I swear I didn't mean for this to happen."

Todd blinked as she tossed the bottle of lube aside and crawled out from beneath the huge shepherd. That's when he realized exactly what she'd done - she'd greased up his asshole! She wasn't trying to stop the dog at all. She was making it easier_for him! "No, wait - go get the keys. Joanne, pull him off - _do something!"

The woman just shrugged, knowing full well that none of those solutions would work. Shy of trying to hurt Bear, there was nothing she could do to stop what was about to happen.

"Joanne," Todd whined, but there was a shudder of defeat in his voice, timed perfectly for Bear's thrust.

Yip! The huge dog slammed forward, greasy tip meeting lubricated hole and slamming right in. Todd was helpless to resist, cuffed to the bed, as his own dog bucked into him, enormous cock spreading his virgin anus wide. Todd yelped and yipped as Bear violated him, treating his former master like he would any horny bitch. The dog leaned forward, pumping harder, his belly pressing tightly against Todd's still-firm cock. The Poodle groaned, tail curled pathetically between his legs.

It didn't hurt at all, mostly due to the lube. The fat cock slid into and out of him, stuffing his rump before tugging free and stuffing him again. Bear hammered Todd, thudding_deep again and again, until Todd was tingling. "Fffuck..._Bear..." he whimpered. At first he tried to clench and resist the entry, but that only hurt. Nails digging into his palms, Todd finally did what Joanne had urged. He gave in.

Bodies rocking together, Todd moaned, thoroughly dominated by the dog he'd just seen pumping his wife. He dropped his jaw and wailed, the warm fur along his dick causing the middle-aged man to grunt and buck his own hips, grinding his small cock against Bear's ribs. "Bad dog," he groaned, but there were no teeth to his words. Joanne watched in shock as her powerful, feral mate pounded the Poodle with every bit as much relish as he had her. She knelt down and noticed that Todd's tail wasn't curled anymore, even as Bear began to _slam_his fat knot against Todd's aching sphincter.

"Fuck, he's so big!" Todd whined, wrapping his legs around the dog. This allowed Bear to hump even harder, making the bed squeak as he tried desperately to get his knot inside. "Bear - sit. Stay..." he tried, unable to regain command over his friend.

"You're not his master now," Joanne explained. "He doesn't listen to me anymore, either."

"Nnngh," was all Todd could reply, bucking his hips. He was grinding his own cock against Bear's belly, leaking slightly from his tip. "I - I feel -"

Todd could barely describe it. Despite not managing to get his knot in, Bear's huge dick was splitting him apart, rubbing and nudging him in ways he'd never known. Every heady thrust send a shiver down one particular spot, and Todd was panting and drooling. "Bear..." he moaned.

Joanne sat next to her husband. Todd wondered if she even thought twice about watching her husband take it from their pet dog. He'd agonized over learning about Joanne, but here, she just smiled. "Just let go. Let the feeling wash over you."

Todd whined, humping weakly against the domineering animal, no longer tugging at the cuffs. "Bear," he moaned again. "Harder."

The dog may or may not have understood, already pounding his former master so hard he rocked the bed. Despite that, and despite the lube coating Todd's tailhole, Bear couldn't get his knot inside, grinding it futilely between Todd's legs. But that didn't stop Bear from howling, _slamming_forward, and giving the Poodle what he'd been asking for. With a loud, wet _splorch!_Bear erupted inside him, balls clenching.

Todd dropped his jaw and whined, the sensation sending him over the edge. With a high-pitched whimper, he fired so hard that the small globs of cum struck him in the face. The rest spilled out weakly over his belly, and he was done, even as Bear was just hitting his stride. Powerful torrents of cum launched into Todd's clenching tunnel, splattering him and filling him so fast that a flood started pouring down his tail onto the bedroom floor. Todd flattened his ears and whined, completely outmatched by the animal.

And then, it was done. Without a tie, Bear simply pulled out of his new, obedient bitch, leaving Todd leaking like a sieve. Wagging his tail, the panting dog simple curled up in the corner, attending his own sticky mess. "Holy fuck," Todd groaned, having been used and discarded like a cumrag.

"Now you know what it feels like," Joanne explained.

Todd was gasping for breath. He glanced over at his wife and said, "I've never felt so weak and helpless."

Joanne nodded. "I spent my whole life standing up for myself at work, but with Bear...all I can do is give in to his whims. It's...addictive."

Todd shook his head. "I don't know that I'd go that far. Can you get these damn cuffs off me?"

Joanne grinned. "Sure."

A quick trip downstairs and Todd was out of the restraints, rubbing his sore wrists. He glanced down between his legs, where his stained, sopping crotch matched Joanne's perfectly. "Now what?"

Joanne shrugged. "We're going to have to keep him away from Denise. It's pretty clear what he'll do if he's out loose and she's in heat. I already track her cycles, and we just have to lock him up -"

"Carefully," Todd added.

"Carefully - a few days before."

Todd said, "And when _you're_in heat?"

Joanne paused. She regarded her husband carefully, and then laid her ears back and said, "I suppose we'll have to keep him in a kennel. Unless you know a way to put a condom on him."

Todd got the answer he was expecting. She knew better than to pretend she could resist the German Shepherd. Her next heat would see her panting underneath Bear until she was plump full of his puppies again. "And when you're _not_in heat?" Todd added.

Joanne smiled. "I think we'd better schedule a nice, long summer camp for Denise. And can you get more of this spray?"

Todd smiled. "Just what I was thinking."