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This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this story are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are of legal and consenting age, likewise if you are reading this story, you should be of legal age in your respective country.

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You can find the original Potato story here: https://www.sofurry.com/view/2151818

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“Thanks for being my lifesaver, yet again Betty” Tilda Hoffman said again, for the hundredth time as she rushed around packing her bags. Bill, her husband and Potato’s dad, had forgotten to tell her he had won an all expenses paid vacation for two and their plane was leaving in a little over an hour. Tilly always had a hard time keeping a handle on things with the two Hoffman boys, she loved Bill dearly, but he was such an airhead klutz. Unfortunately, their only son took after his father and then some, they were both sweet and gentle, but somehow, they always managed to get themselves into strange and unusual situations. Thankfully, the majority of the time it was harmless and more often than not, actually quite funny. As if God was taking a personal interest in their lives and writing the best comedy script in the universe, with Bill and Ryan as the main characters.

Betty had been friends with Tilly since childhood, she had been there at her and Bill’s wedding, she had also been in the delivery room when Ryan was born. Despite being a Shropshire sheep among a pack of dogs, she was as close to family as one could get. Even though she had a husband and kids of her own, she loved her little Spud dearly. Though if she was honest, being around the clumsy big dog did make her infinitely thankful for her relatively normal kids. The fact that Potato had just recently turned eighteen but still required adult supervision while his folks were away spoke volumes to just how accident prone he was. The last time they had left him home alone for more than a couple of hours, he had nearly burned down their house by trying to cook a potato in the microwave, and that wasn’t even as far back as one might hope it had been. When asked about it, he had thought he could put the potato in the microwave and simply press the pizza button to turn it into a pizza, when it hadn’t worked the first time, he had thought because it was such a big potato that it just needed more time and ended up starting a fire with it. Thankfully Betty had been watering her garden next door and had seen the flames through their kitchen window before it got too out of hand.

As Betty sat at the Hoffman’s kitchen table, sipping at her coffee while watching Tilly pop in and out of view like a chase scene from Scooby Doo, she couldn’t help but laugh. Somehow, as stressed as the short cocker spaniel got in these situations, they always seemed to work out for her. Just like the vacation Bill had won, the lucky bastard hadn’t even known about the competition or even meant to enter it, he was just simply in the right place at the wrong time because of another unrelated mistake he made at work and was trying to correct. Hell, even his relationship with Tilly had started by accident, the big idiot had mistaken her for someone else he was meant to be meeting up with for a blind date. Bill was just so sweet and innocent, as well as also very handsome, that Tilly had just gone with it. The rest is history, as they say.

“Mom, where are my underwear? Oh, hey Aunt Betty!” A very nude Potato appeared in the living room and waved at her. Betty coughed and spluttered her mouthful of coffee as she stared at the young man; the last time she had seen him naked was when he was a baby small enough to bounce on her lap. Things sure had changed since then, now he was all grown up and sporting the biggest damn sheath and balls she had ever seen. In typical Potato fashion, he didn’t even realize he was standing naked in front of their guest.

“Not now, Ryan. Momma is busy, Betty will sort you out later” Tilly half growled without really paying attention to what her boy was saying. She hadn’t even realized he was naked either, which only made the situation that much more laughable. “Right, I’ve got everything. Thanks again Betty!” she shouted over her shoulder to the still stunned looking ewe, while she raced out the door and peeled out of their garage a moment later.

“Aunt Betty, do you know where my underwear are?” Potato suddenly asked, standing right beside the distracted sheep. Slowly she turned her head sideways and was met by an up close and personal view of the young man’s junk, hovering right there at eye level. She could even smell him, he smelled manly, earthy and a little musky. She knew it was wrong, but he had startled her again and she had taken in a whiff as she gasped in surprise. That was enough to make her nethers tingle a little as she squirmed in her seat.

The only reason she had agreed to babysit Ryan was because it was a convenient excuse to avoid going to her husband’s folks place for the long weekend. Truth be told, things hadn’t been so great between Betty and her husband, Bob. He was just so stressed with work that things had gotten rather cold and desolate in their bedroom. Betty hadn’t had a good dicking in quite a while, which was mostly the reason she had started smoking again. Right now, she was having a hard time not staring at the young handsome dog’s junk. It was almost hypnotic the way it swayed as he moved, it looked heavy, a nice meaty stick. “Jeezus Betty, pull yourself together…you changed his diapers!” the ewe chastised herself.

After searching the house top to bottom, Betty knew she shouldn’t have been even slightly surprised to find Ryan’s underwear in the oven. Of course, they were charred to cinders too, apparently, he had heard from somewhere that you could warm them up and they would be all nice and toasty against your body, perfect for the cool weather. What cool weather you might ask, seeing as it was sweltering hot outside? That was the same question Betty found herself asking as she stared dumbfounded at Ryan. Along with…why the hell would he do it to every single pair of underwear he owned at the same time? Then there was also the curious question of why his latest mishaps kept resulting in nearly burning down his home; she had only found his underwear when the smoke alarm went off.

“It’s too late to get you more underwear now, we’ll have to stop by the store in the morning and get you some” Betty sighed and shook her head at the state of Tilly’s oven. “Guess we’re having pizza as well for dinner, I ain’t cooking anything in there until it’s had a good deep clean.”

“I’m sorry” Potato almost whimpered and looked like a whipped dog as he listened to his Aunt Betty complain.

“Aww, I’m not mad at you, my little Spud!” She said when she turned around and saw his sad expression. He was just too damned cute for his own good, she could never stay mad at him. Betty sighed and rolled her eyes as she leaned in to give the young man a hug.

“Thanks Aunt Betty” Potato replied with a smile, his head turning just as the ewe leaned in to give him a hug. Being that he was sitting at the kitchen table and she was standing, this resulted in his muzzle being buried right into her cleavage, where he for some reason nuzzled and licked. Betty knew she should have pulled away when he did that, but she didn’t want to make him feel worse; plus, it felt kind of nice to have someone pay attention to her girls again.

With night quickly falling, Betty put in the call for their dinner, a nice half and half pizza. Half pepperoni for Spud and then just a vegetarian for her. Thankfully they weren’t too far away from the place, so it didn’t take long before a beat-up old mustard yellow Volkswagen Rabbit pulled up outside, and out hopped a short Golden furred Eurasian lynx dressed in a Pizza Hut uniform.

Betty hadn’t even said hello to the delivery girl yet before Spud barged in and grabbed the pizza box from her hands. “Sorry about that…” the ewe sighed and dug into her purse for an extra couple bucks for the tip.

“Don’t worry about it, I’m well aware of Potato” the short lynx, whose name badge read as Maddie, replied with a smile and laugh. “We go to the same school, at least this time he left me standing. That boy does love his food.”

After wishing the short, cute lynx a good night, Betty closed the door and made her way back to the kitchen. Though she was frowning a little, she swore the girl was flirting with her, but surely not. “Spud, take a breath before you choke, goddammit!” the ewe almost shouted when she rounded the corner and saw that Ryan had almost inhaled his half of the pizza already. His face was a mess with cheese and sauce even, looking like a feral hyena diving head first into a carcass.

Thankfully the rest of the night was relatively uneventful, aside from a storm brewing outside thanks to the sudden drop in temperature. Betty had not realized just how much of a handful Ryan was to look after, it was a wonder Tilly wasn’t completely grey by now, after just one afternoon with him she was completely shattered. It was barely past seven at night when she crawled into Tilly’s bed, the storm was rumbling outside the windows and the sound of rain against the glass put her out like a light. At least until the bedroom door creaked open a crack and a familiar head poked through the opening.

“Aunt Betty, can I sleep with you? I’m scared…” Potato called out while poking his head through the ajar door. The flashes of lightning briefly highlighted his handsome face, along with the puppy dog eyed look he was giving the mature ewe currently laying in his parent’s bed.

“Sure, Spud, climb on in” Betty reluctantly agreed. She knew he was too old to need to sleep in his parent’s bed when he was afraid, but she just couldn’t say no to those gorgeous eyes of his. The ewe had to laugh as Potato almost bounded over to the bed and dove beneath the covers to play little spoon to her big spoon.

Betty hadn’t noticed it before, but then again, she never really got this close to him, but Ryan was quite well built from his time helping his father working on all those cars. Aside from his soft middle, he actually had quite well-defined shoulders and arms. Then again, as she pet along his belly, she found it was mostly the soft fuzz there that made him seem chubbier than he really was. She could definitely feel abs beneath all that padding, though Potato just rolled onto his back and let his tongue loll out as he figured she was just giving him belly rubs. Another thing she found with his thick, soft fur, was that Potato was actually rather warm and nice to cuddle with. It didn’t take long before the both of them were fast asleep again and cuddled into one another.

At some point during the night, after the storm had calmed down a bit, when both Betty and Ryan were fast asleep, the ewe began to dream. Not just any dream though, she started dreaming of her dear husband and all the fun they used to have. In her dream, Betty was lying beside him in their bed, her eyes full of desire for the handsome ram, while her fingers wrapped about his majestic cock, which she stroked slowly as she urged him to swell to fullness. Only, even in her dream she realized something was wrong, as nice as her husband’s dick was, it wasn’t as long or as girthy as what was in her hand, nor did her husband have a knot. In her confused state, Betty began to wake up and looked around. What she saw made her gasp in surprise; at some point Potato had apparently kicked off his boxers and was laying on his back again. Only this time, she had her hand wrapped about his dick. Not only that, but the young mutt was sporting the biggest erection she had ever seen. Betty swallowed hard as she watched her fingers slowly glide up and down Potato’s impressive shaft, not yet fully awake and realizing she was watching her own hand stroking him.

“Shit!” the married ewe almost yelped when she snatched her hand back, as if she had just touched a hot plate. “That didn’t happen, Betty, just roll over and go to sleep!” she told herself. She tried to at least, but sleep would not come easy. The image of Ryan’s massive cock would not leave her mind, no matter what she tried. Worse still, the sight of it was turning her on, her thighs kept rubbing together and there was nothing she could do about it. At least not with him sleeping right beside her at any rate.

It took a long while, but eventually Betty finally managed to fall asleep again. This time her dreams became a messy jumble of different scenarios, jumping from one scene to the next constantly. Until finally she was back in her bedroom with her husband once more, only now he was nuzzling into the back of her neck as he cuddled her from behind. It was nice and warm at first, at least until she felt something hard poking her from behind. Betty giggled as she wiggled back against it, even parting her thighs a little to let her husband grind his length between her thighs and against her hot slit. Oh, how she loved when he teased her pussy with his prick, it built up the anticipation until he finally sunk deep into her.

Just like he was doing now, his thick cocktip found her opening; Bob was slowly sinking deep into her hot, needy little cunt. In and in it went, stretching and filling her just how she remembered, a slow pull back of a couple of inches, before he pressed deeper into her again. Over and over he went, until she felt his knot slightly part her buttocks from behind. Wait, his knot?

Betty woke with a snort, finding Potato’s arm draped over her side and groping at her breast beneath her top rather possessively. That wasn’t the troubling part though, she felt her panties down around her ankles and…and Ryan’s cock buried in her snatch. Betty froze in place, not knowing what to do, this shouldn’t be happening! When she tried to pull away, Spud just pulled her back against himself with a snorting sort of growl, along with his hips bucking against her behind and sinking his dick back into her married pussy.

She couldn’t help it; it had been too long since she had gotten fucked. On top of that, Spud was big, bigger than her husband for sure. When he bucked into her again, she gave a startled and needy bleat. Immediately she heard Ryan snort and wake up behind her.

“Ohmygoshimsosorryauntbettyididntmeantopleasedonttellmymom!” it all came out in a flurry, without a pause for breath or anything. It almost sounded like the poor dog was going to hyperventilate in his panicked state.

“It…it’s okay, Spud. You didn’t do anything…ungh…wrong…” Betty grunted as the dog suddenly dislodged himself from her needy cunt. Okay, perhaps pulling out of her so soon was wrong, that had felt kind of nice, and she wouldn’t have minded him staying inside her a bit longer, but anyway.

“Mymomisgoingtokillmeforsinninginherbedwithmyauntimanevilsickdementedpervertthatwassowrongandishouldbepunishedforhurtingyou!” the large dog continued to panic, by now he was almost curled into the foetal position while rocking back and forth.

“What, no…no Spud, it wasn’t wrong. You didn’t hurt me, it actually felt really good is all” Betty tried to say, but it didn’t seem like Ryan wanted to or could believe her. “Shit, can’t leave him like this, poor Tilly would kill me for breaking her kid” the ewe sighed to herself. There was so much to unpack there though, he thought he was a sick pervert, that what he did was wrong, but most importantly, Spud thought he’d hurt her. None of that was true, not even remotely so.

Betty sat for a long moment as she watched Ryan rock back and forth, a look of abject horror on his face. The poor thing was really in a bad way, and she needed to do something to snap him out of it quick, there was no telling what would happen if she let him stay like this for much longer. Spud was a strange kid though, so she doubted any usual parenting tricks would work on him, as such, Betty threw caution to the wind and did something far from normal in the hopes that it worked.

With a sigh of resignation, Betty kicked her underwear out from underneath the covers before she climbed out from under them herself. "God forgive me for this..." she mumbled to herself as she got down on all fours and presented herself to the young mutt, her thighs parted and tail lifted invitingly as she turned a bit to look back at the still panicking dog. “Ryan, you didn’t hurt me” she began to say in a soft soothing voice. “What you did wasn’t wrong or perverted either, in fact…it felt kind of nice even.”

“You…you promise?” Potato asked as he finally stopped rocking back and forth, but still he couldn’t find the willpower to look at her.

“I promise, in fact…it felt so good, I would love for you to do it again” Betty swallowed hard, it was a big gamble. Hopefully by showing him he hadn’t hurt her and she had actually enjoyed it, she could put an end to the near mental breakdown he seemed to be having. “If you want to, of course. Aunt Betty would love for you to put it in her again…” she said with her most enticing voice this time, even throwing in a good playful wiggle and shake of her behind at him.

“O…okay…s…sure…” Spud replied, finally turning to look at her. There it was, he was smiling again, just seeing that smile made Betty sigh in relief, everything was going to be okay. Ryan was on the move and crawling over to her as he stared down at her plush white furred behind. His strong hands gripped about her waist as he held her still, giving Betty a surprised thrill when she felt how strong he really was. He could quite obviously pin her down at take her however he wanted to, if he really wanted to, and there wouldn’t be anything she could do to stop him. For some reason, that very thought turned her on and excited her. He was already looming over her as he took his position behind her, she could feel the heat and weight of his cock gliding across her behind as he tried to find her opening without using his hands to guide him in.

“Ryan…Ryan, wait…that’s not…that’s not my pussy!” Betty yelped as the over eager dog aimed a little too high and began to sink his thick length under her tail. Betty wasn’t exactly a virgin there, but that particular opening was reserved for her husband’s birthday and maybe every other Christmas…if they didn’t go to his parent’s house, of course. “Wait…stop…mnghfuck…” the married ewe groaned out loud as her snug little opening was forced wide by the young mutt’s thick fuckstick.

Potato wasn’t listening; however, he was too focused on the nice tight heat wrapped around his cock. It felt good, so of course it must be the correct way! He just thought that the way Betty was pushing back against him meant she must want more, so he gave her more. Soon his thick knot was nestled between the mature sheep’s buttocks and slightly spreading them, while his thick length throbbed and pulsed eagerly within the tight confines of her rectum. “You’re right, this feels great, Aunt Betty!” the large dog said cheerfully as he leaned over the smaller sheep and started to buck his hips against her plush behind.

“For you maybe…” Betty replied through grit teeth as Potato started to fuck her ass proper, his powerful hips clapped against her behind, over and over. He drew almost all the way out before he sunk all the way back in to his knot with every stroke, making sure the Shropshire sheep felt every inch he was cramming up her tailpipe. Potato wasn’t listening to his Aunt Betty at all; he was just enjoying the feeling of his dick being inside someone again. With his eyes closed and tongue lolling from the side of his muzzle, the large mutt started to pick up the pace of his thrusts, soon his hips were clapping at a staccato pace against the ewe’s posterior.

“Ahn shit…n…not so fast, Ryan!” Betty whimpered as her butt-fucking kicked up a notch. She didn’t know why, but it was starting to feel kind of good. Usually, it hurt a little taking her husband like this, so surely taking something even bigger should have been worse. Especially with the pace Spud was starting to reach, but strangely it didn’t; if anything, it was starting to feel really good. Betty gasped when she reached one of her hands down between her thighs and began to rub at her clit, usually it made her husband’s butt stuffing episodes more bearable, but right now, it just made Spud’s cunt wrecker feel even better up her ass. Before now, Betty had no idea anal could feel so good, but now she was actually bucking back against the young mutt’s strokes under her tail and wanting more. It just felt so intense and raw, almost primal even.

Then it happened, so suddenly and unexpected; there was a brief white-hot flash of pain under her tail, followed by a strange full feeling. Ryan had stopped moving too…had he…no, surely he wouldn’t…couldn’t have…but when Betty tried to crawl forward, she found she was indeed stuck under him. “Ryan…did you just…tie me?” Betty asked with a shaky voice.

“What’s tie mean? I just popped my squishy balloon thing in, always makes the cream come out better!” the dopy dog replied with a cheerful pant.

“Fuck…” Betty sighed, she didn’t think she could take his knot normally, and especially not up her ass for that matter. But here she was, the world’s biggest dick was firmly logged up her exit channel and now…and now he was flooding her ass with a nice creamy load. Granted, it did feel really exciting and intense feeling Spud unload those big balls of his deep in her guts. But it just wasn’t how she had wanted this to go; she needed a good fucking and he had gone and fucked the wrong hole. Even worse, he’d tied her there too, which meant she wouldn’t get to feel him in her needy pussy any time soon. She had been so close to cumming too, only for her climax to be snatched away at the last moment.

“Thanks Aunt Betty, I feel much better now” the cute mutt panted as he leaned down and over her to press a kiss to her cheek. How could she remain mad at him when he did things like that? “Can we do it again?” he followed up with soon after, sounding very hopeful.

“Uh, sure…” how could she say no to him, those goddamn eyes of his were dangerous. He’d just fucked her in the ass without permission and now she was going to let him do more to her? Okay fine, it wasn’t just his eyes that did it, goddamn she wanted to feel that dick firmly lodged where it was supposed to be too. Who cared if her crotch was making her decisions for her right now, she deserved this.

Betty had assumed she’d need to help fluff him back to fullness after his knot receded enough for him to pull out of her, but the damned dogs dick remained as rigid as steel. The ewe was impressed, she had heard friends talk about the benefits of being with a younger man before, but now she was seeing it firsthand. This time she wasn’t taking any chances; besides, her asshole was making its displeasure at being so unceremoniously fucked well known anyway. This time, Betty made the big dog lay down on his back for her, so she could make sure he went where she wanted him to.

“Okay, this time I am in control…understand?” Betty asked firmly of the young mutt laying down beside her on his parent’s bed. Slowly she climbed into his lap, with one hand against his chest for stability, while the other reached down to guide his dick where she wanted it. She was not going to miss another opportunity to ride that monster, so the ewe took matters into her own hands and began to sink down onto Potato’s thick member. “Yessss” she groaned out as Ryan split her mature married cunt wide, filling her far more than her husband ever had. This was exactly what she was craving, a nice hard dick to bounce and ride on.

Potato just lay back and smiled up at his Aunt Betty while she wiggled and squirmed her way down his dick and to settle in his lap. She felt all hot and squishy around his penis, but in a good way, not like when he warmed up his yoghurt and it tasted funny. He also couldn’t stop staring at her chest either, the large mounds there were making him feel funny too, like if he wasn’t already rock hard, that seeing them uncovered like this would make him so.

“You can touch them” Betty offered when she saw the young dog staring at her breasts. She even reached down to take his hands in hers and guide them to her full, heavy mounds. “These are tits, all women have them, though they come in all different shapes and sizes” Betty began to explain, though the irony of explaining simple anatomy to Spud while she squirmed on his dick was not lost on her. For once, Spud actually seemed to be paying attention and focusing as she explained female anatomy to him. He even seemed to pick up pretty quickly on all the tips and tricks she was showing him, all while she remained impaled on his cock.

“Figures this would be the one thing he is naturally good at” Betty thought to herself when Spud brought her to another mind-shattering climax. He didn’t seem in a rush to reach his own climax this time, though that could just have been because he had filled her ass only moments ago. But now he was kissing, nipping, nibbling and even sucking perfectly at her nipple while his fingers perfectly tweaked her other. Even behind her he had found that his Aunt Betty liked having fingers under her tail when her cunt was stuffed full, something even she hadn’t known about herself until he had done it without asking. That had been her first mind-shattering climax, feeling like she was being stuffed front and back while her nipples were assaulted with undeniable skill.

After he had made her cum again and she almost blacked out, Betty only briefly surfaced to find herself underneath Spud once more. At some point he had rolled them over and now he was looming over her, with her knees damn near up by her ears as he hammered her aching cunt with his thick cock. That was it for her, he drove her back down into that pleasure filled darkness, her mind just couldn’t handle that much intense pleasure in such a short span of time.

When she finally awoke, it was already nearly lunch time. The sun was streaming in through the bedroom windows obnoxiously, along with the heat making its unwelcome presence known as well. Betty groaned as she crawled out of bed, feeling sore in spots that really shouldn’t have been sore, at least if she had done her job right. Instead, she just felt a rush of messy white cum dribble down her inner thighs from her aching holes when she stood up. “Jeezus, Spud…how many times did you fuck me lastnight?” she wondered.

Even after a long hot shower, Betty was still leaking his cum, but at least not in torrents like when she first woke up. The scalding hot water also helped relieve some of the ache under her tail and between her thighs, not that either would stop her from giving Spud further lessons again later that night. Speaking of which, where the hell was he? The house was too damned quiet, that was never a good thing where Spud was concerned.

For once she didn’t smell smoke, which was a good sign perhaps. When she did find him, the silly dog was just standing staring into a near empty fridge. It obviously hadn’t been that way earlier, judging by all the dirty dishes scattered around the kitchen. The place looked like a bomb had gone off, but at least there were no scorch marks this time.

“Got a bit hungry, did you, Spud?” Betty asked with a sly little grin, feeling somewhat responsible for his appetite.

“Uh huh” Potato nodded in confirmation, without looking away from the fridge. It genuinely looked like he was about to eat a block of butter with how intensely he was staring at it.

“Okay, big fella. Best we go shopping for some food, before you eat the furniture” the ewe decided on the spot. Though in truth, she also needed to pick up some plan B, the last thing she needed to explain to anyone was why her next kid was so late after the last one, or why it looked a lot like her neighbour’s son. Probably some douche’s as well…goddamit she could still feel his cum inside her; but man was it worth it. She had never been fucked like that before, but she still had the rest of the long weekend to enjoy more of it at least. Betty seriously doubted she would get to do it again once her husband and kids got home at any rate.

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“Betty…Betty Croaker, is that you?” A familiar voice called out, one which sent chills down the mature Shropshire sheep’s spine. It had been a while since she had last heard that voice and even then, it hadn’t been long enough.

“Felicity…long time no see” Betty replied through a forced smile as she stepped between the slinky cougar and her dumb, naïve innocent charge. Potato was completely oblivious to the strange interaction however, as he stared intently at a bottle of orange juice which had the word “concentrate” on it.

Betty and Felicity had been friends and work colleagues once upon a time, back before Betty had settled down and done the white picket fence with two kids thing. Felicity was always the head turner of their group, or at least she liked to think she was. In truth, that was Tilly, who the damned feline bitch was always so damned jealous of. Even after Tilly got knocked up and stopped going out, Felicity never really got over that jealousy. Where the cougar had to work her ass off to stay in shape, Tilly just naturally looked good no matter what she put in her mouth and even her pregnancy just made the bitch even more mouth-wateringly curvier, life just wasn’t fair.

Even now, Felicity had her hair and nails done perfectly, along with a tailored suit. She looked more like she should be on a fashion runway somewhere, rather than strolling down the aisles of a grocery store. The young men were even looking at her with a mixture of lust and confusion, though then again, perhaps that was why she was doing it. Ever the attention starved bitch that she was, Felicity just wanted to be desired or at least, lusted after. Which in itself was a problem, considering she was the Dean at the local college. But Betty had to admit, as much as she disliked the feline, Felicity did look good with her slender waist, full bust and an annoyingly perky and curvy behind…all of which just made her feel old and frumpy. Even her glasses and Japanese styled bob were so goddamn stylish, just to further aggravate the by comparison, homely looking ewe.

“Who is this young thing, finally got yourself a piece of side action?” the feline asked with a less than subtle grin as she openly stared at Potato with a predatory glance.

“No…he’s my neighbour’s son, I’m just watching him” Betty replied, perhaps a little bit too defensively.

“I’ll bet you’re ‘looking after’ him” Felicity sneered as she spotted the ewe’s telling blush, visible even through her dark furred cheeks, along with the poorly hidden pack of Plan B tucked under a frozen pizza box in their cart. The slinky cougar dressed in her form fitting black tailored suite leaned in close and sniffed the sheep “I can smell him on you” she almost purred out to Betty.

“I…uh…we never…” Betty stammered and looked flustered, her wide eyes which darted about certainly didn’t help matters much in making herself look innocent.

“It’s fine with me, Betty Boop. You know I enjoy playing the field too, I won’t tell a soul…if…” the feline let that single word hang heavily in the air. Even before she asked it, Betty knew the answer. The way Felicity was staring at Potato said it all, she was a predator, and he was her prey; she would not be denied.

“If? If what?” the ewe finally asked.

“If you let me have a go with him” Felicity finally finished off with a sly grin and a nonchalant shrug of her shoulders.

“Ryan is just a kid!” the ewe spat out, perhaps a tad louder than she had meant to. Suddenly she was very aware of people looking their way.

“Oh? He looks like a man to me” the cougar pressed on.

“Well, he is eighteen…but still, Ryan is innocent!” Betty tried to reason with the crazy feline.

“Innocent enough to fuck his married neighbour?” Felicity shot back, barely above a whisper, which quickly shut the Shropshire sheep up. “Look, I’m an understanding woman. I won’t tell a soul, especially not your husband, as long as I get some of what you got. Lord knows it must’ve been worth it if YOU stepped outside your marriage for it.”

The worst part was that she was right, Felicity was absolutely fucking right. Even if it was initially only by accident, knowing what she knew now, Betty absolutely would have willingly stepped outside of her marriage and vows to Bob if it meant she could get fucked by Spud like that again. God, just the thought alone made her pussy ache…and her ass, come to think of it. But she would gladly put up with that if it meant the young handsome dog would fuck her silly again. After all, wasn’t that why she was even here right now, buying Plan B and douches? If she was honest with herself, they weren’t to correct a mistake that happened lastnight. They were to cover up her infidelity just before she had to return back to her sexless marriage when the weekend was finally over. She fully intended to get as much of Ryan’s cock as she could over the next couple of days.

“Fuck…” Betty muttered as her ears lay down flat and her eyes stared at the floor. How the hell was she going to get out of this one? She couldn’t in good conscience let Felicity get her claws into Ryan, he was too innocent and naïve for the likes of her.

“How about it, Ryan? Feel like playing a game with me?” Felicity turned and asked the big dog behind Betty directly.

“Huh? A game, sure!” Potato replied eagerly, his tail wagging merrily behind him.

“Perfect, why don’t I follow you two back home and we can get started, how does that sound?” Felicity asked with a pointed stare at Betty, who only nodded meekly in response.

Betty hated that Felicity even paid for their groceries, it just felt like she was paying for Ryan, like he was some goddamn toy to rent by the hour. But what choice did she have, she couldn’t say no to Felicity, otherwise the cunt would destroy her marriage. It wasn’t like she didn’t love Bob anymore, she just needed…sex. Surely getting her brains fucked out by someone else for one weekend wasn’t worth losing two decades of faithfulness and commitment over?

“Ryan, are you okay with…playing a game with Ms. Stone?” Betty asked gently of the smiling dog sitting beside her in her car. “You know…like the game we, uh…played lastnight?” the ewe finished off with a blush.

“Oh, we’re going to play that game? Heck yeah!” Potato said with a fist pump. “That’s my new favourite game!"

“That’s good to know” Betty sighed in relief, at least it wouldn’t be something he wasn’t keen on. Though truthfully, it also meant she had a good chance of getting her brains fucked out again as well, which was a good sign. At the very least, it also meant she had successfully gotten him past that point of thinking he was bad or a pervert for what he had accidentally done to her while they were both asleep.

“I know why you’re asking” he interrupted her train of thought suddenly. “She’s skinnier than you, so I can’t be so rough with her. I prefer you though, I don’t like skinny, but I don’t mind playing with her seeing as she asked nicely” he rambled on, which sort of made Betty feel happier. At the very least, now she knew he preferred her curves to a skinny bitch like Felicity at any rate.

“Listen hon, I don’t want you to hold back. You gotta have as much fun as possible with Ms. Stone, okay? She’s tougher than she looks, believe me…” Betty told Potato on the car ride back to his home. She knew exactly what she was asking of the young man, if Felicity wanted to experience Ryan, she was going to get all of him and then some.

“I can do all of it?” Ryan asked with a look of awe and amazement on his face.

“Yes, all of it. Even that thing I told you was only for birthdays…in fact, especially that. She loves it” Betty grinned at the thought of the bitchy feline getting her perfect little sculpted ass stuffed by the big dog.

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“Holy…fucking…shit…” Felicity grunted between thrusts as she stared up at the dumb grinning face above her. Luckily her yoga classes were paying off as Potato had her folded nearly in half while he crammed her cunt full of thick, red hard cock. With most of her weight resting on her shoulders and neck, her ass was almost over her head, which meant she got to watch her poor little pussy be stretched around the thickest cock she had ever seen. God it was so damned erotic, it was like watching someone else getting fucked but getting to feel every sensation herself.

Felicity had parked behind Betty in her driveway before following the ewe and the big handsome mutt into his house. While the ewe started unpacking the groceries, Felicity sat in the “cosy” little living room and stared at Potato, who just smiled politely back at her. Once Betty had finished doing whatever she was doing, she joined the pair in the living room and closed the curtains so no one could see in and watch what was about to happen. The ewe had suggested for Potato to strip first, just so Felicity could get an idea of what she was getting herself into, but the sight of his impressive sheath only enticed her to continue instead of scaring her away. It didn’t take long before the feline was stripped nude as well and on her knees before Potato, her soft lips working up and down his rapidly swelling cock. Once he was at full mast, the cougar simply lay back and invited him to take her. She had made the mistake of thinking the sweet natured canine would be a slow and gentle lover, a lesson which Betty was more than happy to watch her learn the hard way.

“Go on, have your fun” was all Betty had said when he looked over at her for confirmation. Within seconds, Felicity found herself being folded like lewd origami and her cunt full of big dumb dog. It was too late to back out now, but she definitely understood the smug look on Betty’s face, mostly because she just couldn’t stop herself from groaning and growling as her poor little pussy was pummelled by that perfect young dog dick.

Betty sat close by, watching with a broad grin as Potato manhandled the snobby feline bitch. He bent and folded her like a wet piece of paper, constantly finding new and interesting ways to stick his dick into her. It got to the point that eventually even Betty was impressed with how flexible Felicity was, along with just how much hard fucking she could take. Even her own orifices were starting to ache watching how Potato was hammering away at her so called ‘friend’.

At one point, Betty even joined in when she seized a very rare opportunity. She recognized that cum drunk look in Felicity’s eyes, Spud was fucking her stupid and she just so happened to be in the perfect position for some personal payback. The curvy Shropshire sheep quickly whipped off her shorts and panties before she knelt down over the felines face and sat on her gasping and moaning muzzle. There was only a brief huff of complaint, but then she felt Felicity submit and begin to lick at her nethers obediently. Though she wasn’t very good at it, the mere fact that the feline bitch was eating her cunt was all the pleasure the sheep needed.

Down below, Ryan was roughly gripping and spreading her thighs wide as he drove in deep into the felines snug little cunt. With her riding Felicity’s face as she was, this afforded Betty a great up-close angle of the action, enough so that she could even see the slight bulge Spud’s dick made in the felines trim belly every time he hilted her. Still, it wasn’t enough, Betty wanted Felicity to really experience her little Spud to the fullest. With a sly grin, she gently pushed him back just enough so his cock slipped out of the feline, while she scooted back a bit also.

“Roll over, Felicity. Show me what you can really do with that tongue of yours” Betty invited with a grin as she sat back on the floor, with her thighs parted and her pussy on display. She didn’t know if it would work, but hopefully the feline was too cum drunk to think straight and actually do as told. It took a long moment for the ewe’s words to register apparently, but eventually they did, to which Felicity slowly rolled over onto her belly and crawled forward to press her face between her married friend’s thighs. Betty stared down at the cougar with raised brows as she uttered a “holy shit” when her friend willingly returned to eating her out. It took Betty a moment to remember why she even wanted Felicity in the position to begin with, but eventually she did. With a broad grin, she met Ryan’s hopeful gaze and clearly said “Birthday time!”, to which he did not disappoint as he practically pounced on top of Felicity and took aim with his cock.

“No…wait…Ryan, that’s not my…fuck!” Felicity growled out as Potato pressed his hips forward and firmly sunk his thick red length under her lashing tail. Betty tried not to laugh, she knew all too well what that felt like. There was an odd sort of satisfaction watching Ryan do the same thing to the bitchy cougar, the look of panic and then just the blank stare as the big dog claimed her rear. Betty didn’t even care that Felicity had stopped eating her out, just seeing that look on her face as her beloved Spud destroyed that tight feline asshole was pleasure enough.

Betty briefly wondered if that was what she had looked like the first time Ryan sodomized her, the way Felicity’s face slowly shifted from pain to confusion and then finally reluctant pleasure. Behind her, Potato wore that same dumb grin again, his tongue lolling from the side of his muzzle as he worked his strong hips, bouncing off of the cougars pert behind. Betty leaned over her friend and gripped her tail to tug it higher while trying to get a better view of the action, what she saw really impressed her though. Felicity looked to have had a cute little pucker, but now it was stretched so taut around Ryan’s thick cock that it looked a couple shades lighter than it should be.

“Don’t forget the knot” Betty called out in encouragement when she noticed that thick bulb of flesh battering against Felicity’s last line of defence.

“The what!?” Felicity asked, suddenly snapped out of her stupor by what Betty had just said. Just in time for a brief flash of white-hot pain under her tail, followed by a strange stretched and feeling of fullness. “Jeezus crust!” she mewled out loud and clawed at the carpet while trying to escape, but Potato’s grip on her tail stopped her in her tracks. Not that she would be able to escape even if he wasn’t gripping her tail so tightly, that damned large bulb of flesh now sitting just inside her tightly clenched tail hole would anchor her beneath the big dog just as well.

“Give it a second, it’ll get better” Betty offered with a knowing smile as she reached down to gently brush her fingers against Felicity’s cheek affectionately.

“What…oh…oh, that’s…different…” Felicity replied as her look of anger quickly became replaced by a look of confusion and then enjoyment. She felt the hot splashes of the young stud’s seed painting her guts white, it was oddly soothing, but also rather damned erotic. Thankfully, the white-hot pain was already starting to simmer down into a dull ache, which left Felicity with a strange, almost alien pleasure of having her behind so stretched and filled.

“So, did you get what you were looking for?” the Shropshire sheep asked curiously.

“Jeezus crust, Betty…you could’ve warned me” Felicity panted as her natural accent slipped through. Potato had fucked the stuck-up right out of her it seemed. “He’s a goddamned animal…” she said, though it clearly wasn’t meant as an insult. For the first time in a long time, Betty saw a genuine smile on the cougar’s lips as she turned to try look back at the now passed out dog slumped over her back and still buried under her tail. His loud snoring filled the room, clearly, he had over-exerted himself from all the fun he’d had with her.

“Yeah, if he was as good at math as he is at fucking, he’d be a damned genius” Betty laughed. “It’s sad that he’ll never get to go to college though, he’s such a sweet kid…when he’s not balls deep in something.”

“Mmfuck…if you can get him to pass high school, I’ll get him a spot in my college. Hell, I’ll even pay for his damned education myself” Felicity offered with a satisfied grin.

“Wait, really?” Betty asked with genuine surprise.

“Yeah, hell…if he fucks me like this a couple times a month…it’ll be totally worth it” the cougar laughed, then winced as her body reminded her of the pounding she had just endured. “Ow, fuck…my ass hurts” she said with a little laugh.

“Tell me about it…but in a good way, right?” Betty grinned and winked at Felicity.

“No…you let him do that to you too?” the feline asked with genuine surprise.

“No, I didn’t…but that doesn’t mean I didn’t enjoy it…eventually” the Shropshire sheep admitted with a blush.

“Totally understand that!” Felicity laughed out loud. “Think he’ll be good for another round when he wakes up?”

“Maybe after dinner…care to join us?” Betty offered with a warm smile as she found she didn’t despise Felicity quite as much anymore.

“I don’t think I have a choice; I’m kind of stuck here” the cougar replied with a nod back at the big dog covering her like a blanket.

Felicity was good on her word too, not only did she help Potato get into college after he graduated, her college obviously. But she was also instrumental in helping the young man get the extra points he needed to pass, from bringing the shortfall to the relevant peoples notice, to even serving as a judge at the competition he was invited to. Of course, she spotted his chaperone’s odd walk the following morning too, but that bit of information she happily kept to herself. The cougar hoped to be walking just like that rather often in the very near future.