Jake's awake!
This is a yiff section. Enjoy.
Next part will contain diapers.
Warning! Bestiality.
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Nothing woke Jake, that is, other than time. When he came to he was sitting in a cage that looked to be styled up like a crib. Furnished with a teddy bear, pillows, and blankets, the feline was quick to look for a tool to help himself get out. He'd just begun wrapping the blanket around a couple bars and twisting the ends to tighten it when a voice stopped him dead in his tracks. "Hey there, my little bitch. Are you ready to come out?"
Surly reached through the bars and patted his head. "Now, who's ready for some fun?" She then pulled open the bars and stood back, taking a stance indicative of some form of martial arts. When Jake hopped to the floor and attempted a threatening stance, Surly chuckled. "Come on, bitch, make a move!"
Jake, shuddering a bit, swung a sloppy right hook. Surly dodged the poorly telegraph punch, grabbed the boy's arm, and flung him onto the ground with a gentle tug. The male stood again, this time running at her. This attack was met with a kick to the shin that landed Jake back where he was. "Keep trying, and I'll keep putting you down where you belong. Now stay down like a good bitch. Understand?"
Jake got onto all fours and charged Surly, who easily snatched a single arm, wrenched it behind his back, and pressed him to the plush carpet. "I'll release you when you accept that you're the bitch."
"No, I'll never-Auugghhg! Ok! Ok! I'm the bitch!" Surly let loose of Jake, patting his head.
"Good bitch, now stay down there while I call in a pet." She whistled and the thumping of heavy paws came closer to the door until a large malamute came trodding in. "Stay down, bitch, and let him mate you." Jake immediately stood, just to feel a foot strike him in the back and force him to crumple forward, the wind knocked out of him.
In the time it took to regain his breath, Jake felt the dog come around behind him, and then felt Surly touching his rear. Something hard and small slipped past his tight ring and a flood of cold liquid rushed into him and settled. Surly stepped back with an enema syringe. "Alright, you're all ready now, bitch."
Jake tried to stand up again, but this time Surly kept her paws off the situation. A growling in Jake's ear kept him pushed down with his butt up. Rows of teeth showed on the dog's face as it threatened, gripping Jake tightly around the sides. The dog then began to thrust, a hot and slippery shaft slipping against Jake's thighs a few times, then sliding between his rumpcheeks to hotdog him. Just when Jake thought he was home free the hot doggy dick found it's mark square against his puckered tailhole. The tight orifice did not give way at first, and so Jake squealed as the dog pounded against it two or three times before finally making some progress. The rush of lube hidden within allowed the meaty shaft to slide the rest of the way in with ease, forcing Jake's virgin rump wide open. Never having felt any presence in his rear before, Jake was shreaking in pain and wriggling around like crazy, the dog holding him in place with a few threatening nips.
"That's right, bitch, make the doggy happy, let him fuck you raw." Surly patted the dog's head, then reached under Jake and gripped his flacid cock, rubbing it slowly.
The pain was begining to dull until it felt almost numb in light of the growing pleasure Surly triggered. "Feel that?" She asked, chuckling as the dog got progressively deeper. "That's your prostate. I bet you like having it fucked." Just then the dog squeezed Jake and thrusted as deeply as he could, and Jake could feel the base of the dog's cock swelling. Surly sped up her jacking off of the feline bitch, letting his frantic breathing serve as a reminder of who the boss was. After a few more strokes, Jake squealed again, this time jetting hot sprays of his feline spunk and clenching hard. The malamute in tun howled, hosing down Jake's insides with healthy spurts of doggy cum. The flood was sealed in by the knot that now swelled to about three inches in diameter, far too large for Jake to even think of pulling out.
Just as Jake thought he was home free to lay down and gather his throughts, a familiar smell came at him from a cloth pressed over his mouth and nose. He was out like a light, tied to a dog.