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Eunice sighed, shoving another armful of clothing into her suitcase, the young greyhound pacing around her feet curiously insisting on always taking at least one of her garments out the play with on the ground after each paw full.

"No boy, give me that!" She growled with a laugh, the canine tugging on her shirt as she went to pull it from his muzzle, like it was all just a great game of tug of war to the canine. He'd been one of her first litter of pups, after her last incident during a bet at the racecourse... She'd still gotten the five hundred dollars in the end, but the pair of greyhounds that had had their way with the squirrel in heat had given her something to remember the occasion. Nine months later in her bedroom with her boyfriend Peter by her side, she'd given birth to the four healthy puppies, and nobody was any the wiser.

She'd simply informed everyone she'd given the child up for adoption, which wasn't entirely untrue. Technically, she had given up four of the pups, but the runt of the litter she'd kept for herself. He was just over a year old now, and just over her knees in height... And he had far to much energy. She knew that from experience.

She ruffled the mutt's head, grinning as he barked at her, before rolling over, demanding she rub his belly. The squirrel did, and he flopped back with his tongue lolling comically out of one corner of his mouth. "You all ready Buddy? Huh, you ready to move?" She baby talked the greyhound, before closing her suitcase, and standing back up. This was the last of it. She looked about at the now bare room. They'd already packed everything into the U-haul parked outside. Clair had been helping her all morning, but she'd gone on ahead to Peter's flat to unload her own things.

Now that his previous roommates had moved on, it left a few open spots, and Peter had suggested to them that they occupy the vacancies. The rent was cheap, and the landlord was fairly lenient on policies so long as the place was kept clean. It had seemed like the perfect opportunity, and it would mean Eunice could be with Peter all the time, rather than just every few days... And the way her heat had hit her this week, that would certainly be a good thing.

Shed kept herself occupied cleaning out her belongings and moving things today, but once that was done and she didn't have the jobs at hand to keep her mind occupied, she knew that itch would be back at full force... Maybe she should get peter to unload the bed first... Yeah, that would be a good idea. Her thoughts were interrupted by the buzzing of her cell, and she reached into her pocket to fish it back out.

Peter. Of course, probably wondering if she was ready yet. She put the cell to her ear, clicking the accept button. "Hello?"

"Hey! Are you about ready? Clair and I are on our way over now. Have you got everything?"

"Yes, I just finished packing. You'll have to put Buddy in the car though. I'm not sticking him in the back of that trailer."

There was a short laugh from the wolf on the other end of the line. "Of course. Clair can sit in the back with him. Just make sure you're ready, we'll be there in about five minutes."

"Alright, I'll be out front when you get here. Loves!"

"You too." The phone beeped as he hung up, and she quickly tucked it back away. The squirrel's fluffy tail flicked about as she grinned at her dog.

"You all ready buddy?" The dog barked in response.

She shut and locked the front door behind her, the last of her belongings not loaded into the trailer stacked neatly on the curb. When Peter's car finally rolled up, it had been closer to twenty minutes of waiting. They shared a brief embrace before hooking the trailer on and loading up the last of her possessions. The squirrel didn't really have all that many things to take honestly. Clair had more stuff by at least two times, and had been adamant she get her stuff moved first, so that they could then find room for Eunice's possessions. It had seemed backwards, but when she had arrived at Peter's flat with a pair of cupboards and dressers in the first trip, it made more sense.

The otter girl bounded up and wrapped her paws around Eunice, her rudder tail flicking back and forth. "Hey! Are you as excited as I am?! We're all going to be roomies!" She squealed happily, and Peter rolled his eyes before slamming the door of the U-haul closed.

"So long as you don't go blowing your rent on the races this time, we'll be fine." He chuckled sarcastically, giving Eunice's tail a sharp, playful tug, before his digits dug into her plump rear. She jumped in response as he brushed his way past her, the wolf's tail flicking from side to side in an overly confident way. He was getting cocky about what he could get away with when it came to her.

Eunice opened the car's door, ushering Buddy in, who bounded happily up onto the back seat, spinning around once before laying himself down. "Oh, I think we'll be fine. If not, I'm sure we can think of a bet so she can earn it back."

The otter's cheeks turned a bright shade of red as she blushed, looking away. All three of them had been present, along with one other, a fox named Kael, and all of them had witnessed as Eunice had been raped by a pair of horny greyhounds while streaking across the racetrack. Peter was the only one who knew what had happened as a result of that though.

Peters apartment was a small thing, two bedrooms, bathroom, and a kitchen/living space. Buddy bounded inside, eager to discover all the new scents and things of his new home, while Peter, Clair Eunice got to work unloading her things. Peter grinned as he hauled the bedframe from the U-haul's back, shooting a knowing wink to the squirrel.

Once they were inside, he set the frame down in his bedroom, and began assembling the long wooden pieces. His mattress had previously been on the floor, and was currently vertical against the wall so they could lay it down. "So... Do you and Buddy get along well?" He grinned, and Eunice blushed, before batting his nose playfully. Between her thighs was already burning again, and she squirmed just slightly on the spot.

"We get along good I guess..." She smiled, trying not to meet the dominant wolf's gaze. The way he looked at her was like how a predator looked at its next meal. He must have known just how her heat was affecting her, and Clair as well... Weather the wolf knew she was in heat though was another thing.

"You know what I mean, have you ever..." She cocked her head at him as he asked the vague question, covering her muzzle when he moved a paw to his open maw in an imitation blowjob.

"No! It's weird thinking he's technically my son... Not that he hasn't tried to mount me..." She blushed, looking away as her tail curled down between her legs, embarrassed. She didn't want to say anything incriminating...

"Would you ever let him?" Peter grinned as he brought the idea to the forefront of her mind as he laid the mattress down on its new frame work. It wasn't that she hadn't considered it, heck, he'd mounted her just out of the shower before, and she'd come so close to just letting the dog have his way with her like his father had, but she'd had the control to stop herself before things went too far again. Although since then, her 'son', had become a little more insistent, and while she hadn't told Peter anything... Well, what he didn't know wouldn't hurt him.

"I don't know... Maybe... For the right price." She winked slyly at Peter, who simply returned a low, deep growl. She gasped as his paws gripped her forearms tightly, twisting her and tossing the squirrel to the mattress with a thud. She heard the long zip of the wolf's fly being undone, and in a moment, he was upon her, his paws tugging insistently at her jeans, drawing them down over the curve of her hips.

She squirmed about, helping toss the pants off around her ankles, the garment falling in a pile at Peter's knees, the wolf crouching between her thighs. She felt his teeth nipping at her already soaked panties a heartbeat later, and the long, raspy drag of his tongue crossing her thinly veiled nether lips. He didn't even bother with courtesy as he used one of his claws to slice through the lacy fabric, tossing it aside like a piece of paper in a summer breeze. His lips met hers in a rather heated kiss, though not against her mouth.

Eunice tossed her head back, moaning loudly and utterly uncaringly, the thought of their room-mate out in the living room not even registering in either of their minds as the wolf went to town on the Squirrel's heat enflamed cunt, lewdly lapping at the beads of moisture that clung to the pink flesh between her red furred thighs. His paws gripped at her knees, spreading her legs easily even further apart as the wolf mercilessly ate the young female out.

He knew full well she was in heat, and the pheromone rich scent that filled each breath he took only drove Peter on, his tongue plunging wetly between her reddened folds, eager to extract her rich, fertile flavor. His cock was rock hard, jutting like a bright red spire of flesh from his opened trouser fly, pre-cum dripping down the thick, fat, knotted lupine girth. It throbbed in time with his licks, the wolfs eagerness only matched by the Squirrel's aching need.

Eunice's body was in overdrive. It had been a while since her last heat, and for a brief time, she had worried that Buddy had managed to knock her up... It had been bound to happen from the moment she decided to keep the Greyhound pup, not that she would have ever told Peter about it. But when her last heat had come around, she'd spent the better part of a week on her paws and knee's beneath Buddy's thrusting hips, his glistening red cock plunging in and out of her folds... He wasn't as big as his father had been, but he made up for it with sheer enthusiasm and stamina.

She lost track of just how many loads her feral son had dumped into her womb around day two, the Squirrel reduced to little more than a moaning, soaked bitch. But somehow, miraculously, her period had come at the end of the month and she had said a quick prayer in relief. The last thing she needed was to be knocked up with incestuous feral pups for another nine months, especially now that she was with Peter... But when her heat came, and there was only one cure, you took what you could get, and Buddy had been more than ready and willing.

Now with the wolf's muzzle buried between her writing thighs, she wondered just if he could taste the remnants of the seed Buddy had planted in her slit just the night before... After all, it wasn't really cheating on him with the dog, not that he made it sound like he'd mind anyway... She tossed her head back against the mattress with a sharp cry as the wolf's cold, leathery nose brushed over her clit, sending lightning bolts down her spine. Her tail was puffed out like an angry cat, thumping against the bed as she reached down and grabbed onto the wolf's ears, pulling his head in closer. "More..." She moaned.

Peter was more than happy to oblige, driving his tongue deeply into the young Squirrel's sex with a wet slurp of his skilled oral muscle, venturing as deeply as he could into the heat driven female. She tasted sweet like honey, but there was a strange tang to it, like cinnamon, along with a slightly salty aftertaste he didn't recognize... Shrugging it off to her simply being in heat, he ate her out for all she was worth, locking his maw firmly against her sex and suckling on the writing woman's budding clitoris.

Eunice chirruped and squeaked at the overwhelming pleasure that coursed through her nerves like fire. Orgasming was great by itself, but orgasming while in heat while your partner didn't let up was something else entirely. She creamed herself all over the Wolf's muzzle, messing his fur with a hot rush of female cum, that Peter drank as if he were parched, lapping each drop she offered out to him hungrily, licking his chops and looking at her with a satisfied grin.

He gave her no time to recover though. As soon as she began to come down from her high, he was above her, pinning her wrists to the bedframe and driving his knobby lupine prick between her sopping wet folds in a single smooth stroke that enveloped him from tip to knot. He was almost brutal in the way he fucked her, like an animal in a sense, feral and driven by lust and instinct. His hips jackhammered into her with a ferocity that had a second orgasm creeping up on Eunice in a few sharp thrusts, the hapless squirrel crying out as her body clamped itself down around her mate. Buddy was good, but Peter like this was incredible.

The wolf humped her like a man possessed, his cock driving in to her very core before he pulled back, the thick canine knot at the base of his shaft stretching her puffy vulva wider and wider each time he hilted within her. He was going to knot her, there was no doubt about that, but she had come to expect that from the wolf, from the first time he'd had her just after the races that had started her bestial encounters.

Like clockwork, she looked up to find his muzzle inches away from her own, the Alpha male of the house claiming his bitch, staking his claim. He growled as he pummeled her swollen sex, leaning down until his muzzle was mere centimeters from her ear. "I'm going to... Ngggh... Tie you like a good and proper bitch, and this lot of pups will be mine..." He told her, commanded of her, and her body complied willingly.

She came around him like a dam breaking, his knot spreading her sex out to its limits before he sunk forwards and into her depths with a messy squelch. Their joined cries of pleasure must have echoed around the house, but neither of them cared by then, the Wolf's thick, creamy seed seeping its way into the Squirrel's womb, eagerly seeking out her ripe ova. His cock throbbed powerfully, each twitch sending a fresh batch of pup batter into her belly, messily painting her womb an off white.

Eunice felt every throb, every wet splurt that he planted inside her, the only thing that could quell the raging fire in her body. They lay there, half across the bed with their legs over the side for a long moment, panting and gasping for air as they came down from their shared peaks, the wolf grinning almost all too proudly.

And then a sudden, quiet gasp from the doorway made both of their heads turn. Standing in the doorframe with her paws buried between her thighs was Clair, the Otter's tail tapping softly against the wall as she pawed herself off to the sight of her coupling roommates, and the line of wolf spunk that dripped down between Eunice's thighs. Her eyes went wide when she saw that she had been spotted, and she dashed back into the living room out of sight.

Letting herself fall to the couch, she quickly undid her jeans, tugging them down along with her panties, and jammed her paws back between her thighs, grinding into her fingers. Dammit! Why did her heats have to be like this. It was bad enough with Eunice's scent filling the house, but when she'd heard the pair of them going at it in the bedroom, she'd had no control over her body's reaction. She had watched them for almost five minutes before they'd noticed her, just standing their grinding against her paws in the door frame. At least she might be able to get off before they were unstuck and came to investigate.

She tried to keep her moans quiet, but it was harder than she'd expected, the otter biting her lip as her brown furred thighs became matted with female slick and sticky sex juices. The sigh of Peter as he'd forced that knot into Eunice had been so.... Very, very hot, and she slipped a trio of fingers into herself at the thought of what that would be like. Clair, out of the whole group who had been at the races that fateful day, was the only one who was surprisingly still a virgin. Sure, her and the Fox, Kael had fooled around a little, but they'd never gone the whole way.

She threw her had back against the sofa's cushions and groaned, her slick fingers delving into her, rubbing up against the spot where her partialy torn hymen rested. She'd done a few things with toys and the like, but never taken them deep enough to tear her maidenhead entirely away. That was one thing she was keeping until she could find a male she wanted to give it to... But little did she know, it wasn't going to be a male of her choice today...

She had to finish up quickly, She could hear the wet squelch of Peter pulling his knot free from the open doorway of the bedroom not a few meters away, and no doubt they could both hear her moans. She picked up her pace, abusing her clit with her thumb, the little otter closing her eyes tightly as a sudden cold sensation against her slit brought her up and over the edge. She moaned and writhed as she came, shuddering from head to toe as a long, wet feeling rasped up her slit, almost feeling like a tongue.

A tongue? Her eyes shot open as she continued to ride out the last of her climax, watching on in both shock and pleasure as Buddy's sleek muzzle between her thighs lapped over her damp brown fur surrounding her slit, the canine licking up the otter's cum like it was water. Squealing in shock, se pulled her fingers from her swollen slit, intending to push the mutt away, but as soon as she did, his nose was pressed flush against her now vacant sex, the broad canine tongue pushing into her with a long, wet stroke that had her vulva spread out like a buffet for the feral mutt.

"N..No! Bad dog..." She managed to stammer halfheartedly, but the dog didn't so much as bat an ear at the scolding words, just forcing his tongue between the virgin otter's lips with a hunger that wouldn't be so easily denied. "Down boy!' She tried calling, trying to push his head away. A long, threatening growl met her, and she pulled her paws back quickly when he bared his teeth at her, before setting back to his previous task as if nothing were amiss. She didn't want the others to see her like this! Thinking quickly, she made to stand up, but the dog followed her, his nose pushed firmly against her clit.

And then he pushed forward, rearing up onto his hind legs, his paws pressing against her chest. He might not have been to heavy, but the sudden shove pushed Clair back onto the sofa and knocked the breath out of her. "Ow! Down! Bad Do- AHH!" She yelped. Buddy had planned it, this bitch was in heat like his master, and his master often liked him to mount her on the sofa like this. With his feet between Clair's legs, when she fell back, it brought his sheath perfectly to her swollen mound, and with a few quick thrusts to get his aim, he shoved his glistening, seven inch red rocket into the unwilling otter's slit.

Clair clenched her eyes shut as the dog's tapered shaft without hesitation tore away the last traces of her maidenhead, firmly hilting himself into this bitch like he did his master. His thrusts were quick, and the otter was tight, squealing and groaning, pushing on his chest. His master had fought him the first time as well, but she had ceased her struggles quickly enough. This one would just require more breaking in.

"Ahh! Ahh! Bad... Bad Dog..." Clair huffed, as the dog above her chest shoved himself roughly into the otter's hot virgin slit, her body clenching around the canine length sending waves of pleasure along her heat stricken body. She didn't want this, but what would be worse? Keeping quiet and just letting the dog finish, or having her roommates see her like this, panting and moaning beneath the feral mutt as he stole away her virginity? She shoved roughly against the dog's chest and he took a step backwards, half his length slipping out with him. Grunting with the effort, she gave another firm push, and the dog fell off her entirely with an annoyed growl, panting as he circled around on the living room floor. Clair stood up and put her paws between her legs before the dog had a chance to push her down like that again. She was panting as well, the sudden shock of being raped by a dog sending her mind into a panicked overdrive.

"Wow Clair... I didn't think you were as into it as Eunice was." Peter smirked, standing naked in the door frame, the wolf's cock bobbing obscenely from his sheath as he watched, a grinning and cum-dripping Eunice at his side. The squirel's tail flicked back and forth as she watched the otter's face drop in shock.

"I wasn't, I mean... No, he just jumped up and-"

"And it took you a few minutes to finally work up the effort to push him away?"

A few minutes? It hadn't been that long had it? He'd only been in her for a few seconds and-

"Don't worry. We won't tell. He just likes to play... He's fun isn't he?" Eunice teased, and Peter turned to face her, looking shocked.

"I thought you said you hadn't-"

"I lied. Sorry." Eunice chirped with a smile and a quick peck on the wolf's cheek as she slapped her thigh, Buddy padding over happily and sitting obediently by her side, his red pointed prick still jutting out lewdly between his hind legs.

Clair was blushing hotly now, and all three of the were standing naked in the living room. Eunice leaned up and whispered something in Peters ear, and the wolf snickered.

"Perhaps, if you'd like, I could help you out with that heat of yours..." He rumbled, the wolf taking a step towards Clair as Eunice knelt down beside her greyhound pet, one paw reaching between his legs and stroking over that long, tapered shaft. Clair couldn't believe it had all fit in her! She caught the thought as soon as it crossed her mind, taking a cautious step back from the advancing wolf. She'd just lost her virginity to a dog, and now the wolf wanted to finish the job? Would that count if the dog hadn't finished in her?

She shook her head, confusion and lust clouding her heat addled mind. She didn't know what she wanted, and she tensed up when she felt the wolf's grip on her shoulders. She was to lost in her thoughts to resist as he gently pulled her back across into the middle of the room and turned her around. His grip was soft, but firm in a way that just told her he was the top dog here...

The thought of what he was doing to her was lost as she felt his paws undoing her top, pulling it up over her head as she raised her arms obediently, letting him toss the garment aside. Behind her watching the whole show, she could hear Eunice stroking her dog, whispering 'Good boy' in his ear as she pawed the mutt. It was still a strange thought that the Squirrel had let the dog mount her, and even scarier that she had come so close in her heat to just letting the mutt have her!

She could feel Peter's paws roaming slowly down the thick brown fur that covered her body, tracing her curves and over her hips as he rumbled appreciatively in her ear. "I like this..." He growled, and it made Clair shiver from tip to toe. So this was what it was have someone lusting for you... When she felt him pushing her downwards with his paws, she obeyed without a thought, kneeling and then going onto her paws and knees when she felt him pushing softly at her back. He shuffled back once she was in position, and eagerly awaited what the wolf would do next.

She felt his weight against her back as his paws wrapped around her middle, and the firm humping motions he made towards her... And then she realized that Peter was kneeling down beside her, one paw cupping her muzzle gently. "Just enjoy it..." He grinned, and suddenly she realized what was going on just as Buddy thrust his way home in her hot, tight otter box.

"No! Not agai- Ngghhmm.." The otter was cut off as a moan broke past her throat, the feral at her back rutting strongly into her, his hips like a blur as he bred his new bitch again. She didn't fight him this time, her tail was even obediently flagged to the side as the greyhound bottomed out in the untouched depths of the female beneath him. Within moments, his tip was pressed at the otters cervix, and she was moaning heatedly at the feral rutting. She knew she couldn't get out of this, not with Peter and Eunice watching, and her mind was to far gone by that point to even care.

She gasped out as the feral rutted her fertile body, his hips moving like a blur. Peter sat by her muzzle, and his cock bobbed almost tantalizingly in front of her face, a bright red pillar of flesh not unlike the one that was buried to the hilt within her. When she looked at it, she could feel the details of the canine piece within her, thinking about just how it was stretching her out. The tapered tip that was pushed against her cervix was just like Peter's, a smooth, knobby head with a point to the end, almost like a spade. The smooth, widening shaft that formed an almost oval shape with the way it distended in the center... And the knot at the base...

She felt that pummeling against her outer lips like a battering ram, trying to force it's way inside, but surely it wouldn't fit... If Peter's knot looked big, then Buddy's was like a grapefruit! It felt like he was going to split her in two, and a sudden panic gripped the Otter at the thought. "Ngggh! Not the.... Knot..." She groaned out, her body instinctively clamping down at the sudden course of flight of fight adrenalin that surged through her mind. Of course though, she couldn't run here, and there was nothing to fight back against. The only thing she could do was kneel there and take it... Take it like a bitch with her tail raised.

She moaned out and Eunice and Peter moved around to her back, both looking as the dog forced himself into the hapless female under him.

"Oh look, He's about to give it to her..."

"You think it'll fit?"

"It did with me..." Eunice grinned naughtily, and slid her fingers neatly around the pulsing dog's bone behind his knot, helping him along by pushing him forwards slowly, while peter held the Otter's legs in place. Clair grit her teeth as she felt herself being stretched out wider than she ever thought possible, a deep groan passing her lips as she realized just what was about to happen.

With a wet, messy sounding 'pop' the dog sunk into her, and her vulva clamped down tight on the back of his knot. Her passage felt full to bursting, but there was more to come yet... Against her cervix, she felt the first wet splashes as Buddy came within her, the greyhound barking and yapping as he spilled within the no-longer virgin otter. He came like a waterfall, her seed leaking messily out of her around his knot as she felt her own orgasm reaching out to embrace her. Her body tightened up around the mutt's length as she let out a long, luxurious moan as she got the releas her body had so desperately seeking.

Eunice was suddenly at her side again, stroking a paw over Clair's cheek, and her other along Buddy's back, a naughty smile on the squirrel's lips.

"Isn't he a good boy? He's just like his father, and you saw just how he did the job... I wonder what your pups will look like..." She teased, and Clair's eyes shot open. "Of course though, if Peter were to fuck you now... You might just have his instead... Wouldn't that be nice? We'd be like one family together..."

Clair groaned as the dog on her back dismounted, standing ass to ass as he finished pumping his virile load into the unwilling otter's slit, his cum already more than potent enough to ensure the otter got knocked up in her heat. She gasped, starting to panic again. "No.. No.. No, no! Please, help! Pull him off!" She started, but The Wolf and Squirrel just grinned at her

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"Oh, it's to late for that now..." Eunice grinned, reaching down and giving Buddy's tight sac and soft squeeze. Clair felt the wetness he'd left in her still leaking from his tip. "Besides, you'll make a nice mother... We can do it together." The squirrel seemed genuinely excited at the prospect. Clair looked first to Peter, and then back to Eunice...

Eunice grinned knowingly, rubbing her belly slowly. Oh, it would be so much for fun going through this again with someone else!