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The wheels on my bike whirred softly as I pushed it alongside my Shepherd/Husky half-sister. I was a pure husky, but the two of us were different in a lot more ways than that. She was five years younger than me, and had twice as many legs. She was the spitting image of her German Shepherd father - feral, brown, caramel - but her tail had that standard husky curl to it.

"You're not going to tell any of the other kids what you learned this weekend, right?" I asked suddenly.

"What? Why not?" the eight-year-old said, cocking her head.

"They won't know anything...about that stuff." Annabelle'd been learning way too much about sex and masturbation for her age, even though, as a four-legger, she'd gone through puberty when she was like two.

"That's why I would _tell_them," she explained.

I shook my head. "They're not ready for it. They don't have a book like you to explain it, so you'll just confuse them. And besides, parents usually like to decide when their kids learn this stuff. They might get mad."

"Well, that's dumb," she said simply.

"Anna, I mean it. Even though your Dad would probably let you do it, don't talk about it. For me?"

She stopped walking down the sidewalk, looking up at me. "Maybe. Are you thinking about it?"

I froze. I knew immediately what she meant. I'd promised to consider letting my eight-year-old half-sister lick my cock. At first I'd agreed just to get her to eat her vegetables. I wasn't about to tell her that I'd pawed off to the idea in the shower. "Yeah, I am."

"Okay." Was she agreeing to keep her learning to herself?

"We'll talk about it when I pick you up at noon, okay?"

I dropped her off at her elementary school early because I had places to be. I watched Annabelle shuffle into the building alongside other feral schoolkids, and my eyes drifted unbidden to their rumps. Man, a lot of these dogs didn't wear clothes. And some of them were clearly in heat, judging by those diapers. I couldn't even imagine trying to go to school where half the girls were naked!

I tore my eyes away from the underside of a ten-year-old Weimaraner, her short fur leaving nothing to the imagination, and hopped on my bike. I figured out how I could still meet Candy today, even though I couldn't attend the whole school day. By dropping Anna off ten minutes early, I could _just_make it to Grundy Middle School at our assigned meeting time. Then, I just had to pretend to be sick to get out in time to come back here and pick up Annabelle.

My lungs were burning when I finally hopped off the bike at Grundy, tossing it, lock-free, into the bike rack. The shit bike wasn't worth stealing, and even if it was, there were security cameras. It was still ten minutes before the first class started, and Candy would be waiting for me behind the stage.

"There you are!" the grey-furred, four-legged wolf yipped.

"Sorry. Personal stuff." I knew I shouldn't be messing around with my best friend's cousin, either, or any eleven-year-old, but she came on to me. How was I supposed to turn down a regular supply of blowjobs at the low, low cost of mislabelled aspirin? And now my half-sister wanted a piece of my cock, too!

"Do you have it?" she asked.

Today, it wasn't aspirin she wanted. She'd gotten me a hundred bucks, and I'd spent eighty for me, and twenty for her. "Yeah," I said, dropping the small pill of real, live Ecstasy into her neckbag. "It was pretty expensive, but try it out and if you want more, I just need more cash."

My head was still woozy from taking some last night. Damn it really worked, way better than pot. Amped me up instead of mellowing me out. Candy was in for a real treat, upgrading from a useless, fake pill to the real thing.

"Thanks!" she chirped, wagging her tail.

She'd overpaid five-to-one for that pill, but she didn't know. As if that weren't enough, she still had to hold up her end of the bargain. Grinning, I unzipped my pants.

The young bitch just perked her ears, bright eyes staring as I lowered my tighty-whiteys. Eighty dollars and a blowjob - not a bad profit for a ten minute drug deal with Oscar. I sat down on the ground, grateful that the school had such a convenient, unused hideaway. The eleven-year-old stepped forward, grinning, and lowered her muzzle to my emerging red rocket.

"Ahhhh," I groaned, her wet licks getting better with practice.

"Lie down," she commanded.

I did as I was told, only to find the furry feral on my chest, lined up backward with her rump in my face. I couldn't really complain, because she wrapped her entire mouth around my dick and suckled like a baby. Shit, now I'm thinking of Annabelle again. This was supposed to take my mind_off_ the shepherdess.

Candy lifted her tail and pushed it in my face, and I reached up to grab the wolf's hips, slamming my tongue into her wet pussy. Soft, pliable flesh parted around me, her warm, clenching pussy clinging onto my tongue eagerly. She whimpered, bucking her hips gently, but never once did the skilled little girl stop licking, slurping, and guzzling my cock.

The five-minute warning bell sounded.

Would Annabelle be even tighter?