Littering
#1 of Cub
A young pup has been filling his Daddy's needs. But now, Daddy has a new game to play.
Aster winced as he heard his father singing when he walked up to the door. Of course Daddy was drunk again. Every day for the last two years, Daddy came home and got drunk. And that meant Aster was going to have to play again.
It wasn't that he minded playing, he reflected as he eased the door open and quietly put his school books down. Daddy'd been playing with him for as long as he could remember, and he'd always enjoyed it before. But since Mama'd died, Daddy'd transferred all his attention to his boy. And Daddy had some crazy tastes in sex.
Aster had taken on Mama's old job of being Daddy's whore, for starters. Every Thursday and Friday night, like clockwork, Daddy had a poker game at home. Since Daddy gambled for a living, it was a good way to unwind and relax at home while still making a bit of cash. But one of the incentives for his less skilled friends to show up and lose money was the hot little bitch kneeling under the table and sucking them off when she wasn't refilling their drinks.
It was also how Daddy cleared some of his debts, if it wasn't the original bet in the first place. And with Mama gone, it was Aster's little holes that took up the slack.
Which would have been fine, if Daddy hadn't also enjoyed little bondage games, or taking Aster "on the rounds" as he called it, to suck total strangers off through glory holes, or be pawed at by dirty old men for Daddy's viewing pleasure.
"Aster! Get your tail in here, pup! Right now! Got a surprise for you!"
Aster blinked and shuddered as the memory of the trip to the homeless shelter last week broke away. "Coming Daddy!" he called, padding into the living room.
He paused in the doorway, staring at his Daddy. He really was handsome, a mix of Doberman and some kind of terrier that gave his Daddy a slight, elegant frame, but still left him powerful and whipcord strong. His features were sharp and intelligent, though his eyes were a little bleary from the drink. Aster shared his Daddy's coloring of black and tan, but everything else he got, he got from his Mama, who'd been a a full blooded Cocker Spaniel.
Daddy was naked, as he usually was when not working, and holding a small package. Whatever it was, it was making Daddy's huge cock stand straight up and dribble pre. As Aster stared at the package, he remembered the teacher telling him a couple weeks ago that Humans had tried to pass laws to make the uplifts wear clothes all the time after the Uplifting, but the Cats had shot it down, saying they'd never worn them before, and weren't going to start just cause some hairless apes had decided to make them speak Human.
Daddy grinned at him, and jerked his muzzle towards the coffee table. "Get over here and up on your knees and forepaws, pup."
Aster shrugged out of his clothes, and climbed onto the coffee table in front of Daddy. The buttplug he wore all the time was jerked from his ass, drawing a sharp gasp from the pup. He felt Daddy's thumbs sliding into his butt, tugging him open wider, and moaned. It felt so good when it was just him and Daddy!
Daddy switched to using the two fingers of one hand, and he heard the package being torn open. He figured it was another buttplug, and braced himself for the feeling of it sliding into him. Sure enough, something rubbery and cold wedged its way into him a moment later, and he sighed.
There was a soft "beep" from behind him, and the little pup collapsed in shock as he felt the thing begin twisting and growing inside him. He squealed and whimpered as he felt it filling him up more and more, pushing his guts around.
Daddy picked him up, and sat back on the couch, holding him. As he writhed, he heard Daddy whisper, "Your Ma always wanted a pup off me. And when she finally got pregnant with you, I had to admit I could see why. Watching her belly swell, knowing it was my jizz growing inside her...it was hot! She was fuller than she'd ever been, and I was the one that'd stuffed her."
He rubbed his sons tummy as the strange feeling of something moving around inside him began to subside. "So when I heard about this new toy, I had to have it. S'called a Universal Womb implant. It puts a womb inside you, makes a place for it if there isn't one. Cost two year's take, but I can win it back pretty easy. Supposed to be for bitches that can't have pups, but I asked around, and it works just fine on males."
Aster couldn't believe his ears. Daddy had put something in him that would make him have puppies?!
But even as he was processing that, Daddy picked him up slightly and jammed his cock inside. Aster yelped as Daddy started fucking him roughly.
"Mmmm...you already feel tighter, pup. Gonna...ungh...make sure you really are my own little boy bitch in every way! Gonna breed...nnff...you up right, and make you sh--mmngf--shit out my puppies!"
Aster moaned as Daddy threw him over the arm of the couch. He felt Daddy get up on his knees and start fucking him harder. He mewled and yelped and whimpered, scrabbling at the side of the couch as Daddy slammed into him so hard that he nearly tumbled over with every thrust.
"Ahhh...gonna blow you up like a balloon with all the puppies I'm gonna...aww...pump into you. Whole world's gonna...ohhh...know you're my little bitch. Gonna see your b...fuck, yeah...belly filled with my flesh all the time. Fuck!"
Aster felt Daddy's cum squirting into him, and came as Daddy pounded into him really hard a few more times. As he went limp, Daddy pulled him onto his lap and began rubbing his belly.
"Looking forward to meeting you little brothers and sisters, pup. And just think...this thing is permanent, and guarantees pregnancy as long as it's prepped and set. So I can breed a fresh litter into you every time you pop one out.
And even better, it can do hybrids. So when you're not having my puppies, you'll be full of some other man's flesh, every day, for as long as I want you to be preggo."
Aster lay on his Daddy's lap, panting, and smiled a little. So he was a babymaker, now.
This might be fun.
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One Year Later
Aster sat under the poker table, sucking off a crocodile and rubbing his swollen tummy. He was on his third litter, his first hybrid litter, and he almost couldn't remember what it was like not to be full of babies.
While the first litter was growing inside him, Daddy'd found an agency that put uplifts up for adoption to the outer colonies, where it was hard for ladies to take the time to get pregnant with all the work that needed doing. The adoptive parents paid a nice fee, and Daddy'd made back his money for the Womb with the first two litters.
He smiled around his mouthful of croc as he thought of little Bobby upstairs, sound asleep in his cradle while his boy-mommy sucked off gamblers downstairs. Almost all of the first two litters anyway. Bobby had somehow come out a perfect little Cocker Spaniel in the second litter, and Aster and Daddy had been reminded so sharply of Mama that they hadn't been able to give him up.
As they'd been putting him to bed before the game, Daddy'd told him he wouldn't be turning Bobby into a bitch like Aster.
"No," he said as he fucked his boy-bitch's face. Daddy loved to mouth-fuck Aster while he bottle fed Bobby. Said it made him feel so happy and horny to see his whole family eating right. "I'm gonna raise that boy up to be a man. And you're gonna make him feel good just like you do me."
Aster giggled softly, pretending the cock in his mouth was little Bobby's. As he got hard, and began to stroke himself, he felt the twins in his belly kick. It felt nice, and made his cock jump, but also brought back one of his big worries.
Mr. Castillonais had been really excited to put the twins in his belly, and and more than happy to accept the twins as payment for Daddy's bad night at his blackjack table. The doctor's had said the twins were healthy, and that the hybrid seemed mostly to be about color and future diet. But how the hell was he going to squeeze a pair of horses out?