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I'd made it three more days without getting caught by Bruiser. The sheer boredom of being a dog was the worst part for sure, though, and reading wasn't going to cut it. I was going to have to whine at Janet until they put a T.V. in Sarah's room.

I'd been a female Doberman for only a week, and I had 11 more to go before I'd finally give birth. I felt like I could_feel_ the disgusting little puppies squirming around inside me, even though I knew that was impossible. What a nightmare! But I knew I deserved it. Well, maybe not this exactly, but considering what I'd tried to do to get Janet into bed, I had at least settled with myself that I would be a better person. Once I was no longer a dog.

I could smell Bruiser, even though he was downstairs, and I was certain he could smell me, too. My heat was still raging, and I was grateful (and disappointed) that the big Doberman was locked away from me. But the itch was incredible. I'd taken to ripping off my diaper immediately, licking myself a hundred times a day, but my tongue could never satisfy that itch. Only Bruiser (and Janet) had managed that.

I might have suffered like that in silence for the rest of my captivity if it hadn't been for Sarah getting sick. She got dropped off by her mother, sneezing constantly, with a wicked cold she'd probably gotten from Daniel. She spent the afternoon in bed, trying to sleep. But with hours to go before the rest of the family would get back, Sarah changed my forced confinement forever. Coughing, she said, "If I can't sleep, I might as well enjoy myself."

My eyes went wide, sitting on the floor, as the thirteen-year-old girl reached over to her nightstand, rooting around in the very back, before procuring an odd-shaped device. It took me a few seconds to realize what it was - a battery-powered dildo! How had she gotten one of those!? I had to suspect Janet. I guess it made sense. I knew now that girls really did feel just as horny as boys. I dropped my jaw, realizing she was going to use it right now, right in front of me.

She tossed off the bedcovers, her naked body shivering in the cold, holding the device with her right hand. From where I was sitting near the foot of her bed, I could see it all - her bare, spread legs, her lightly-haired mons pubis, even her small breasts. I mean, I had watched her getting covered by Daniel Tomlinson, but this was completely different. The disgusting classmate wasn't blocking my view of the attractive eighth-grader, as she did something so, so very naughty.

There went any thought of becoming _less_horny. I licked my lips, eyes locked between her legs, totally forgetting my resolve to be a better person as she lowered the buzzing, vibrating tip to her pussy.

"Oh!" she gasped, sniffling as she pushed the device deeper. She'd done this before, that was clear, and she knew what she was doing, pushing it in just a few inches. It trembled there between her legs, and soon the teenager was pumping her hips and moaning, "Daniel..."

Like her sister, she had terrible taste in guys, and I flattened my ears whenever she called out the boy's name, but it didn't matter. I could see and _smell_everything, her thick juices starting to coat the head of the dildo. I panted, hopping up to get a better look, but she was too distracted to notice or care what "Addie" was doing.

"Daniel!" she gasped again, spreading her legs wider. I watched every sweaty ripple of her smooth mound, her soft folds parting easily for the toy. "What are you doing? I told you to use a condom!" she panted.

He'd wanted to fuck her without one, but she'd demanded it. I licked my lips, realizing that her resolve there wasn't nearly as strong as I'd thought. She was getting off to the idea of the fourteen-year-old giving her a nice, wet creampie. Did she want to get pregnant, or was this just a new fantasy?

"No...stop, get off me!" she moaned, still grinding herself against the vibrator. My eyes widened again, and I climbed closer, half-way on the bed now. She was imagining him _raping_her. Maybe she _did_deserve an asshole like Daniel? "Don't!"

I was drawn by my nose, hopping onto the foot of the bed, now just a few feet from her grinding, sweaty hips. This wasn't Janet. Sarah had no idea I was anything other than a dog. She smelled so good. Discarding every last thought about being a good person, I stepped up right between her legs and licked. My tongue touched soft, inner thigh, before colliding with her pussy and the toy.

"Hey!" she gasped, dropping the vibrator and staring down between her legs at me. "What do you think you're doing!?"

Now, her wet cunny was free and open. I ignored the young girl, licking again - this time landing a hit directly on her slit. Hands jumped to my head, pushing me away. "Stop that!" she yelped.

I was too strong, and I knew what she really_wanted was someone to ignore her. Digging my hind feet in, I pushed up again and licked her, pushing my wide, wet tongue between her easy lips. She smelled good, and tasted _great. I'd certainly developed a taste for dogcum, but this was almost as good. I curled my tongue and guzzled the thirteen-year-old, gulping fast.

"Ohhhh, Addie!" she whined, still trying to push me away, but her legs were obediently spread as I began to eat her out. I slurped deep, enjoying her weak little humps. "W-we can't," she gasped. "This is...wrong..."

That was all the resistance Sarah was able to muster. Her hands slipped up to her breasts, nothing left to push me away. I dove into her tongue-first, slipping deep inside her until my nose was pressed coldly up against her clit. Whining and gasping, the thirteen-year-old wrapped her legs around my back, pulling me closer, rubbing her nipples. "Oh fffuck!" she whined.

I knew exactly how she felt, having been an open platter for Bruiser on more than one occasion. Nothing could compete with a dog's tongue, and that certainly included Daniel. I slurped and gulped, swallowing every drop I could as the young girl finally arched her back, grabbing the sheets on either side of her until her knuckles were white, before screaming in ecstasy. She _gushed_into my mouth, and I had trouble keeping up with her delicious orgasm, her tight pussy clenching down around my tongue. "Addie!" she yelped again, rocking up and down until her bed was squeaking.

Sensing her coming down from her peak, I eased up, licking around her crotch and thighs instead, enjoying the salty sweat on the girl's body. This was the furthest I'd ever gotten with a girl, not counting a transformed Janet. What I wouldn't have given for a nice, veiny red cock to plug her quivering vulva with. Or better, I realized, my own pussy bouncing up and down, a nice veiny-red cock for me.

If Bruiser had bashed through the door right at that moment, I wouldn't have dared resist. I would have splayed my legs and lifted my long tail and taken it all, right in front of Sarah. Sarah panted on the bed, saying, "Fuck...I can't believe I let you do that..."

"I...I need a shower," she added, biting her lip as she looked at me. Before I could follow, she was out the door, closing it in front of my face. I had to admit it was a pleasant sight, watching the naked teenager go.

Damn it, now I was alone, and I was even hornier than before! What was a girl to do? I curled up to lick myself, and it felt great, but I could never keep it going when I got really aroused. I always started to moan, and my tongue slipped back into my muzzle. That's when I noticed it again.

The dildo.

It wasn't buzzing, but the switch was nice and large. It was right out in the open, and still dripping with Sarah's cum. If I could just get it situated...

It took about two minutes, but finally I managed to fumble the vibrator into place. There was a small bit of hardwood over by the door, and thankfully the device stood completely upright on its own. I could hear Sarah running the shower, so I knew I had a little bit of time. Whining, I hovered my quivering pussy right over the toy, hunching over like I was going to pee. But before I went even a couple inches, I yipped, feeling the wet tip against my spade.

This was just inside Sarah, I realized, whimpering. It was still a little warm, and a lot wet, and easily the size of Bruiser (except for his knot). If this worked, I would have a new hobby for the next eleven weeks. Gritting my teeth, I pushed sharply down, taking the toy three inches.

"Nnnngh!" I growled, squeezing wetly around the thick tip. It was so wide compared to Bruiser's tapered cock that when it reached my pelvis, it thudded against my bones. I had to shift my feet around, testing the toy until I found the right angle. And then I was in heaven. I pushed myself a foot down onto the vibrator, my legs splayed wide, and then with one careful paw, I pushed the button.

"Yelp!" I gasped, as the toy squirmed to life inside me. If I pressed my rump to the ground, it shuddered hard and fast inside me, grinding against the source of my pleasure. I yipped and panted, able to hold this toy deep, where my tongue would already have failed me. I held it tight with both paws, collapsing on my back on the carpet.

Only Bruiser had ever compared to this feeling. The huge toy claimed me completely, shuddering back and forth in my grasp until my voice was raw from whining, my hips futilely bucking upward. Sarah's dildo finally scratched the eternal itch inside me, my tongue dangling out of the side of my muzzle. I didn't even hear the shower turning off, or the light footsteps of a sick girl returning to her warm bed.

When the latch on the door turned, adrenaline rushed through my body, and all the pleasure I'd gotten from the device was forgotten. If she saw me masturbating to her toy...well, for one, she might take it away. But she almost might realize I wasn't just a random dog and start asking Janet uncomfortable questions. Freaking out, I squeezed hard, managing to get the device out of me just in time to meet Sarah's shocked face, finding me on my back and wet, with the dildo vibrating on the floor.

"Did you grab it?" she chided, running over to find the thing slick with doggy cum, but apparently accepting that it was still wet from her use. She inspected it carefully for scratches, but turned it off, wiped it down, and put it back in the back of her bedside table.

I was so horny now, and it didn't go away. Sarah slept the rest of the afternoon, shivering under the covers, making it impossible for me to grab the toy again. The door to her room was closed, and even if I could have opened it, Sarah would notice. Maybe she would assume she'd accidentally left it unlatched? I sat, steaming, licking my crotch to no avail.

The only break to my desire came in the form of dinner, where I gladly chowed down on the kibble I'd hated so much before. I was hungry, and definitely getting used to the stuff. While I was stuck upstairs, the Faraday family shared a homecooked meal, Bruiser padding around under their feet hoping for scraps. That...fucking...bastard. My inflamed pussy clenched when I watched the muscular Doberman. Without the dildo to satisfy my feminine urges, he was the next best thing, and whereas before I'd have given anything to get away from the dog who'd trapped me like this, now I pawed at the gate. I was turning as slutty as the two daughters were!

I got my chance later that evening. Legs still weak from desire, I waited until just before bed to scratch at the door, and Sarah let me out into the backyard. She was so tired, she told Janet to let me back in, but the older daughter was distracted with homework. Unfortunately, Bruiser was still on the inside of the house.

But I had another outlet. I'd heard some before - strays or loose dogs in the neighborhood had been flocking to the yard to find my scent. I couldn't hear any right now, but I _could_just barely reach the latch for the back gate. While Janet forgot all about me, I shivered a popped open the back gate, hiding as best I could behind the toolshed.

God, what am I doing? I wondered, as the gate swung open. I was planning to get fucked by the first dog to come investigate my call. But I couldn't help it. My aching cunt needed to be filled. I twitched, waiting inside the gate, because I sure as hell wasn't going to risk getting lost in the city! But I didn't have to wait long.

My jaw dropped as the dog I'd been waiting for turned out to be a Pug. The dog was a fourth my size, but his nose had led him to me, and a quick check showed that the tan-and-black little troll was still intact. He wouldn't even be big enough, but I was so desperate, I just turned around and lifted my tail. At least he wanted a lick.

Fffuck, I whined, the little dog reaching up to smell and lap at my engorged pussy. He was no Bruiser, but that didn't matter, the furious little licks making me shudder just as well. Why did it have to feel so good!? Mentally I blamed the magic, hoping that I wasn't just Adam Lansky, sexual deviant. The spell had _made_me this way.

Yipping, I lowered my hips for the ugly little dog, letting him really work his tongue in there. The eager male could press his entire face up against my spade since he didn't have a muzzle to speak of, slurping loudly into me. My legs wobbled, weak, and soon enough, I'd basically collapsed in front of the Pug, my long, black tail arched and out of the way. The lucky dog was about to fuck way above his station, and I could only be grateful that I was already pregnant. The mutts would be hideous.

He didn't waste any time upon seeing my eager rump. Even as low to the ground as I could possibly get, he had a little trouble climbing onto my back, but once there I could feel him press his warm little body up against me. I bit my lip, so horny now that I didn't care about anything but getting off, and if this ugly little animal could manage it...so be it.

His slick cock pushed inside without much effort, my swollen pussy too large and too wet to provide much obstacle. In fact, I could barely feel the Pug, my spade quivering as the lightly sensation traversed my feral body. Still, it was better than nothing, and I spread my legs for him. Maybe if he tied...

But that wasn't meant to be. After just a few dozen thrusts, I looked up with wide eyes to see a second dog at the fence, and one a bit more...accommodating to my interests. Silhouetted by the alleyway, a Pitbull stood the same height as me, but wider and more muscular, easily twenty pounds heavier. His wide, white muzzle was split in a typical grin, pink nose with a few splotches of black. From where I lay, I could already see his large, dangling balls.

The Pug was instantly forgotten. I stood up, dropping the little dog beneath me as I whined and approached the large Pitbull. He had what I needed. Posture low, I submissively nuzzled him, the white-and-black-and-blue spotted merle staring me down. I was no threat to him, tail wagging and licking his chin. The stray Pug didn't dare face down a Pitbull! This one had a collar, though, with a name etched in it: Gorgon.

I was trembling now, peeking beneath the large dog to gaze at his sheath, a bit of red already poking out. He was huge, easily as big as Bruiser, denser, despite being smaller. I stepped beside Gorgon and sniffed him, and the dog was nice enough to lift a leg. I slathered him with my tongue, just a normal fourteen-year-old boy sucking a dog's cock. His musky scent filled my nose, and I remembered how pathetic a substitute Sarah's vibrating dildo was. At the time, I had been in heaven, but now I realized what I _really_needed had no substitute. Opening my muzzle, I took the Pitbull's fat cock entirely in my mouth.

With a grunt, the dog seemed to accept this new proposition, his dick throbbing and growing in my muzzle, but my warm, wet muzzle wasn't what he really wanted. He finally pushed me away from him, hooking a paw around my rump and spinning me into position, staring into my warm, wet cunt. With a gasp, I realized he'd pulled me into view of the house, but I couldn't pull away. We were just five feet from the safety of the shed, but the Pitbull didn't care. Without any further ago, Gorgon mounted me, his massive muscles pulling my caramel rump back to meet him. I stared at the house, but no one was in the kitchen, thank God! Flattening my ears, I tossed my head back and _howled_as the huge, spotted dog _humped_forward, spearing my heat-swollen pussy.

I was instantly in heaven, spreading my legs and my tail and barking in absolute pleasure. The Pug barely tickled but this dog was massive. I could still taste his cock on my tongue, but I was grateful for where it had ended up. We slid together like lock and key, his short, wide dick not quite as perfect as Bruiser's. Still, I dissolved with him into a cascade of whining thrusts, squeezing and pushing against each other, our panting groans echoing through the alleyway. In his firm grip, I was just his helpless bitch.

The Pug, however, was whining in front of us, not enjoying the rather blatant cock-block. Whining, I put out a paw and pulled the little dog toward me, flipping the surprised male onto his back. Even as Gorgon pounded my raised tail, I couldn't help myself, leaning down and wrapping my tongue around the ugly dog's cock. He wasn't as masculine as the Pitbull, but he still had that lingering musk that reminded me of Bruiser. I slurped him eagerly, grinding my hips up and down against the Pitbull's onslaught.

I don't know how long I might have been out there, waiting with my legs spread and my tail raised for every passing dog, if I hadn't been interrupted. It was Janet. She must have remembered I was still outside and seen me from the kitchen. Why couldn't it have been anyone else? I would be _almost_as humiliated, but at least they would only see me as a bitch in heat. Janet walked up beside us, shaking her head.

"You really do enjoy this, don't you, Adam?"

What could I say? I'd clearly opened the gate, and I was grunting and moaning and rocking my hips against the massive Pitbull, and I was giving a Pug a _blowjob!_At least I managed to stop that last part long enough to look up at the fifteen-year-old and whine.

"Don't worry - the others are all in bed. I'll let you finish up."

Not that she could have dislodged Gorgon if she'd tried. She would probably have gotten a nasty bite. Still, I was grateful, grinding back against him as he slammed my quivering spade. His knot was already growing inside his eager Doberman slut, and even though Janet stayed to watch, I found myself returning to the Pug, wrapping my tongue around his cute, little red cock.

We all came together, right when Gorgon fully tied me, my bulging cunt sticking out three or four inches from my raised rump. The Pitbull growled as he released inside me, drenching my spasming cunny. He couldn't know I was already pregnant, and had no room for his little mutts, but I doubted he really cared. While I groaned and pumped my hips, milking him, I gulped up the Pug's dick and drank down his surprisingly heavy spurts, letting his warm cum drain down my throat. I drank from him like a straw, sucking up the contents of his little balls.

"Wow, his knot's almost as big as Bruiser's," Janet said, keeping a safe distance after the Pitbull turned around, tugging and straining at our tie. My distended pussy was still tight enough to hold him to me, clenching down like a vice for each heady spurt. My entire body quivered with each pulse as Gorgon gave me what I needed. "Good girl, Addie," she added, condescendingly patting the back of my head. "Maybe it's time you spend your nights with Bruiser instead of Sarah. Would you like that?" she asked, biting her lip.

I knew that expression. She was getting off to this! She was going to leave me downstairs all night with her monstrous Doberman to get fucked senseless while she slept soundly upstairs. Or maybe she'd watch? Or record me? The fifteen-year-old bitch certainly seemed content delighting in my humiliation. Yet in that moment, with Gorgon's fat cock still spurting inside my quivering spade, I looked up at Janet, ears flat, and with a whine I nodded my head.

Janet gulped. "I think I can do you one better, Adam."

I didn't know what that meant, and she didn't try to explain, even as her hand slipped into her pants. She rubbed herself right in front of me, listening to every loud, guttural grunt from the powerful Pitbull on my back. The Pug knew enough to book it after he'd gotten what he wanted, just in case Gorgon wanted an after-fuck snack. When my white-and-black mate finally tugged free, Janet shooed him from the yard and closed the gate. The eighty-pound beast was too much for _me_to handle, but not her.

"Come on, Addie," she commanded, as if I were really her dog. But I had already curled up and started lapping up my sore spade, guzzling down the Pitbull's cum. I couldn't help it! It was the magic - it had to be. It was so delicious! Janet turned to see what was holding me up and she rolled her eyes. "Jesus. Whatever, I'll get you in a few minutes, and don't forget to do your business. You've got a long night ahead of you."

I growled, but after she left I did what she suggested. Not because she told me to. I was waiting at the backdoor when Janet finally arrived. What had taken so long? I simultaneously wanted and hated the idea that she would leave me downstairs with Bruiser, but I'd slept for a large portion of the day and I wasn't exactly tired. The idea of sitting around bored while Sarah slept was not encouraging. Besides, maybe Bruiser would tire of me eventually.

But the large dog was nowhere to be seen. I could hear him in the living room though, on the other side of the gate. But Janet lead me upstairs. Whimpering, I followed, but my pussy was already leaking my arousal at Bruiser's musky scent. Grabbing the heel of Janet's pants, I tugged back, whining.

Janet paused, saying "I've got a surprise for you."

I stood my ground, growling.

"Addie, come."

I raised my hackles. She wasn't the boss of me.

"You're impossible!" she sighed. "Fine, stay in the kitchen all night, but good luck getting through the gate to get to Bruiser." With that she kept going upstairs. It was a sturdy gate, but maybe I could work the latch. But if I couldn't...I'd be trapped just feet away from Bruiser, smelling his scent all night. That would be torture. Whimpering, I followed the girl up to her room. She had to know that ordering me around like I was a pet dog would get on my nerves, but she did it anyway. I have no idea what I saw in her, other than a nice pair of tits.

She closed the door behind us.

"You can be a real stubborn bitch, you know that?" she continued, reaching down to grab me around my collar and tug me toward the corner of her bed. "Even when I'm trying to do something for your own good."

She was stronger than me, and the more I tried to stand my ground, the more the collar choked me, so I grudgingly followed along beside her, ears flat. She stopped next to the foot of her bed, near the bed knob. I saw a leash wrapped around that sturdy post several times until the metal clasp was dangling just a few inches from the wood.

I didn't see it coming until it was too late. Janet hooked my collar on the leash, trapping me next to the food of her bed, my head hiked up high with only those few inches to maneuver. Tugging back, I realized that the heavy bed was sunk into the carpet, and I could only make the old wood creak, as hard as I pulled. And the collar was too tight to make it over my large, Doberman head.

I could only see her in my peripheral vision as I heard the lock on her bedroom door click. "Don't worry, Adam," she said softly, walking around to sit on the bed and look down at me. "I'll take good care of you."

What does that mean? I whimpered and tugged uselessly against the bedpost, digging my claws into the carpet to no avail, cocking my head as I watched the fifteen-year-old slowly start to undress. Sure, I'd sworn off all interest in the blonde bitch, but I was still a fourteen-year-old boy. I stared up at the curvy young woman as she removed her pants and shirt, then unclasped her bra. Right in front of me, she revealed her hefty, perfect breasts. Then, she slid out of her pink panties, her bare, fuzzy pussy leaving nothing to the imagination. She couldn't know that I'd already licked her sister clean that afternoon, but already my mouth was watering.

But that wasn't Janet's plan. Before I could whine twice, the teenager had grabbed a familiar bottle - the leftover potion. Half of the liquid had already been drunk, but Janet took what looked like the barest little sip of the potion. "Is that enough?" she asked aloud, glancing down at me as she put the bottle back into her nightstand.

_She was trying to change back into Bruiser!_Now I understood what she meant to do, and I tugged and squirmed and barked as I choked myself, leashed tightly to her bed. Janet said, "Hush - you don't want Sarah or my parents breaking in here while I'm..." she coughed, putting her hand to her mouth. "It's working..."

I watched in horror as I was stuck metaphorically and figuratively, watching as dark brown fur began to sprout along the once-beautiful babe. Her limbs shifted and shrank, and her muscles grew as she shifted into the perfect mate for me - a larger, more potent version of Bruiser. I knew I could bark and howl and eventually the rest of the house would interrupt, but there was no way to explain the two dogs, and soon enough, Janet would turn back and our cover would be blown. She was willing to risk everything...to...to rape me! Maybe it would be better if they all knew, but then Sarah would realize just _who_had been eating her out.

As usual, Janet knew me too well. I bit my lip and shut up. That didn't mean I was going to just let her fuck me! But I couldn't risk the rest of the world finding out about me, pregnant with a litter of purebred Doberman puppies. I stared in horror as Janet's neat, pink pussy pushed out, fading into a dark, brown sheath, and then her fleshy cock emerged, swollen and hard for me. Her tail was already wagging, even as her muzzle pushed out of her face. She'd been so turned on by Gorgon pounding me that she'd selfishly decided to do it herself, no matter what I wanted! Being tied up firmly to the bed made it clear that she wasn't planning to give me a say in the matter.

I looked away for just a moment as I reared back, trying to wriggle out of my tight collar, but it was no use. When I looked back, all that remained of the sexy young woman I'd once been infatuated with was gone, her feet finally shifting into long, caramel colored hind paws. She was sitting on the edge of the bed, her legs spread to show off her large, red dick, and there, below, hefty, full testicles. Janet was bigger in every way than Bruiser, and by the look of her swollen sac, she wouldn't be done with me any time soon.

With a grunt, the former fifteen-year-old hopped off the bed, sniffling and snuffling as she approached behind me. Tied up like I was, I did my best to wiggle my hips away from her, but in seconds she'd found her target. If I could just convince her that I didn't want it, maybe she'd leave me alone? I whined and lowered my hips to the ground, tucking my tail. I bared my teeth and growled, but Janet just licked her lips, nudging her muzzle beneath my tail and taking a good, long whiff of my wafting heat. I kicked my feet, but she was insistent, pushing her cold, wet nose against my trembling mound.

Knowing full well what she was doing, Janet ignored my protest and licked me - hard. Her tongue burrowed between my pink folds, wet electricity spreading me wide. I hiked my rump and squeezed down, at first to push her out, but then because it just felt so good. Her huge, Doberman tongue filled me completely, caressing my cum-stained pussy. She didn't hesitate to gulp and guzzle at my soiled spade, slurping down the recent deposits that the smaller Pitbull had given me. She wasn't going to let the stray keep his claim, not when I belonged to her. I yelped and whined, my tail held to the side. The big difference between Gorgon and Janet was that I'd _offered_myself to the Pitbull. Janet was just tying me up and taking me.

With a self-satisfied grin, the huge Doberman popped her tongue from my cunt, licking her lips as her gaze met mine. I whined and shivered in front of her, managing to tuck my tail one more time in protest, but her huge, throbbing cock knew what it needed. As she climbed on my back, I barked and tugged at my collar until I was gasping for air, but the bed was much too large for me to budge. Before I knew it, Janet had hefted her weight onto my back legs, tucking her paws neatly around my hips. With a shift of her hips, she shoved my useless tail out of the way, the heat of her glistening cock now wafting against my aching nethers.

I gave her one, wide-eyed stare that was met with a shit-eating grin, her tapered tip brushing against my defenseless folds. She had to know she was raping me, and she didn't hesitate for even a second. With a grunt and a thrust, she jabbed up into me, my pussy parting easily around her greasy dick.

I tossed my head back and howled, but I cut it off a second later, biting my lip. If I made too much noise, someone might come to investigate! I had to tense my whole body as I rode it out, Janet wedging her massive dog cock between my wobbling hind legs. She was huge, and her massive balls slapped noisily against my thighs as she hilted herself inside me. For a blessed moment, we were together, stiff and warm, before she reached forward to take the scruff of my neck in her jaws. Yanking my head back, she starting to pound me, hard, showing no mercy on my recently bred pussy. I yipped_and _yelped, barely able to muffle my plaintive cries.

Why did it have to feel so good? I never asked_for her to fuck me, but now that she was plundering me, I couldn't help but spread my legs and grind my hips back against her, the wet_plap! plap! plap! of her thrusts echoing off the walls. I was panting and groaning now, my ears flat, wincing every time she bit down to hammer home. Still, though, she was _perfect_for me, and that was the magic. Her thick cock pushed and pressed every crevasse just right, her growing knot grinding neatly against my clit, tip grinding up against my pregnant womb. I'd spent so many nights imagining I was fucking Janet, but I never would have guessed she'd be fucking me.

Reaching down, the fifteen-year-old took my collar in her teeth, pressing down until it snapped_open, releasing me from the leash. She must have known all the fight in me was gone, and sure enough, I didn't even try to fight for my freedom. I just dropped my jaw and _moaned, grunting and humping back against her. The steady thrusts rang with the beat of my heart, my tender pussy already inflating around Janet's massive knot. Whimpering, I stared over my shoulder at the growing bulge beneath my tail, well aware that it was already too late. But I didn't care, clenching down hard to pull Janet even deeper. We were locked and tied, and I was trembling as I waited for the teenaged bitch to dump her nuts.

There was nothing except her cock. It was like a balloon inside of me, squeezing out my distended pussy into a massive sphere every bit as impressive as her balls. For just that moment I was holding my breath, every inch of my rump shuddering and straining to contain the large Doberman. I felt like a dog-cock shaped fleshlight whose only purpose was to contain Janet's throbbing, veiny shaft. I whined, the perfect conduit for her grinning muzzle, the young girl pumping away on the very verge of giving my squirming hindquarters what my heat had been begging for.

For the first time, I wondered if the puppies growing inside me might be hers. Janet had taken me right after Bruiser, and that's when I'd gotten locked into this form while she simply transformed back. What if Bruiser had missed his mark, and it was_Janet_ who had trapped me like this? Right now, it didn't matter. At least with Bruiser, I couldn't really blame the dog for fucking me, but Janet knew exactly what she was doing, and there was nothing I could do. I rocked my hips, clenching down around her, begging and whining for her to let loose in my canine cunny. Her ears perked up, arrogant expression making it clear she had known that I would give in to her eventually. Was it really rape if she made me cum buckets?

With a satisfied bark, Janet hammered home one last time, her fat cock _thrumming_wildly against my clit, and she fed my starving spade. A loud spurt, then another, and another rang out as her orbs clenched, my already straining pussy getting a fresh load of bubbling cum. Her knot held tight, the pressure building in my vagina until I was whimpering like a struck dog, squirming and squeezing - all the better to please my unwanted mate. She hung on tight and road it out, panting with each heady gush - the perfect little cumdumpster for the horny teenager. Her nails dug into my soft, pink teats as she pounded me, and all I could do was shudder and drool, my own body erupting a matching flood of bitch butter, until the pressure was too great, and a spray of our fluids launched out from her knot, splattering the carpet.

That didn't stop Janet, of course, who still had half her nuts to unload, splattering me far more than the Pitbull had managed. No amount of licking was going to empty my pussy out this time, and I'd be leaking her cum for at least a day, but dammit if I wasn't going to try. As soon as the scent of cum washed over my nose, I curled up over my shoulder and rubbed my snout in it, gulping and guzzling at our still-bulging tie. Janet would hump, and another spray would enter my waiting mouth as I guzzled the fresh jizz, licking my lips. I certainly didn't stop when she finally turned around, her musky balls tucked neatly between our thighs. Her balls squeezed, giving me almost ten minutes of uninterrupted cum to swallow, until I could feel is slickly sloshing in my stomach as well as my pussy.

My cheeks burned, but as before, I couldn't help it. The taste was phenomenal! I humped and groaned the whole time, until Janet finally pulled free. It felt like thirty minutes, but when I looked at the clock, I realized only fifteen minutes had passed. Taking a deep breath, I hopped up onto Janet's bed, letting the creampie leak out onto her sheets before I returned to licking myself off in front of her. Janet watched as I plunged my tongue into my aching pussy again and again, eagerly slurping up every drop.

Janet wasn't done with me yet. While Bruiser would need a long break, Janet's balls were already ready for another go. Besides, she only had forty-five minutes or so to stick in this form. I knew what she was planning from her expression, but this time I didn't bother resisting. I knew how good it would feel. She walked to the foot of the bed, and already I was lying back against the bed, spreading my hind legs for her. The large dog had no trouble hopping halfway up onto the bed and covering me, my paws planted firmly against the Bruiser-wannabe's chest.

My tail curled away, and Janet gave me a mocking grin. My lower jaw trembled, but I just closed my eyes and waited as she lined herself up, burning, throbbing cock pressing against my sopping, ruined spade. With a heavy thrust, we were together, the bed squeaking so loud in my ears that I was sure we'd be caught - but I didn't care. I wrapped my paws around her thick girth, humping up against her, my tongue dangling sideways from my muzzle.

She had that same, smug expression, but as much as I hated her, I just whined, tilted my head, and opened my mouth, and like that we were kissing, her wide, powerful tongue jamming down my throat even as she hilted herself into my sore pussy. This was almost what I'd imagined, before the potion had screwed me, except I was pounding her, and we sure as hell weren't dogs. But now I couldn't really imagine that my fantasy could be much better than this. I squealed and strained against her, squeezing hard as she injected me with another hot load, tying me every bit as securely. I rolled and kicked and came again, kissing her as she made me her bitch, drilling me down into her sheets.

She fucked me twice more than night before she finally transformed back, panting and exhausted, and gave me a chance to rest. She patted my head and promised to make this a nightly occurance - and she wasn't lying. Now, instead of spending my nights sleeping and bored in Sarah's room, I spent them in the throes of passion with Janet, getting knotted six ways to sunday before I cleaned her up greedily. I whittled the days away in Sarah's room, sneaking out the vibrator, but it was never enough to satisfy me like Janet's huge dog cock. My belly was already growing, and days turned to weeks. I could barely remember what life was like before, and Janet seemed the same way, eyes dark from lack of sleep. As if that weren't enough, Sarah would still find time to sneak off with me and let me eat her out, and when we were alone over the weekend, she'd let Bruiser in with me just to watch. I'd call the thirteen-year-old a slut, but I was the one getting fucked half-a-dozen times a day.

And as pregnant as I now looked, I never tired of it - my pussy just as inflamed as when I'd first transformed. I had to waddle around the yard now, my teats swollen beyond all reason, absolutely filled with puppies. The ultrasound had shown twelve pups, but they were all large like their father. Or fathers?

It wouldn't be long now - and I would finally be free.

The only question that remained was did I want to be?