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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. All characters are my own creation, any resemblance to existing characters is purely coincidental and not intentional, please do not use them without permission. If you would like to use them in a story, please feel free to send me a PM. ********************************************************************************** A Story in an hour or day, these kinds of stories are not edited so it will be a bit rough and might not flow as nicely as some of my others. Sometimes these turn into bigger stories further down the line, but mostly these are just flash in the pan ideas I need to get out of my head before they cause congestion and block other longer story ideas. Authors note: Alma is a character I have been wanting to write for a while. To me, she is basically like a female version of Potato. A happy go lucky, clueless but friendly idiot that gets into all sorts of ridiculous situations. This was a random idea that popped into my head last night because of a random comment my GF made, and which I have titled this story. ;3 ********************************************************************************** Alma was the definition of a ditz, it was often joked that if you looked up the word “ditz” in the dictionary, you wouldn’t find Alma there…because she either forgot to show up or simply got distracted and didn’t show up. Despite being an Afghan hound, Alma was also surprisingly curvy, though she liked to joke it was simply because she was so happily married with kids. The fact she had been curvy in high school as well did nothing to help her argument though. Her childlike wonderment and curiosity, along with a bubbly personality were infectious, though her antics were never ending. Thankfully for Alma though, she had met what her family and friends deed “the worlds most patient and understanding man” as her antics were never ending. The latest fascination for the mature and curvy blond haired Afghan hound was the infamous “Pokémon Go” game on mobile phone. Alma had been a Pokémon fan since she was a kid, so of course she fell head over heels in love with the mobile game too. Not that her husband minded, it did get her out and about for some much-needed exercise. His only concern was that when she was left to her own devices, his wife tended to forget about the little things, like eating or drinking, sometimes even breathing. He had found her passed out in their bedroom before because a video she was imitating had buffered a tad too long on a section where she was meant to hold her breath. As he was about to head out for the day with their two kids, he had packed her a backpack with bottles of water and some snacks as he knew she wanted to go walking around the parks to try catch some special Pokémon during the weekend event. He even made sure to pack some sunscreen for her nose as she tended to space out while staring at the sky a lot, it was almost embarrassing the number of times his wife had returned with a sunburnt nose after her adventures out in the world. With the kids loaded in their minivan and his final run-through of the checklist with his wife completed, they were off to visit his folks for the day. Alma wriggled her nose as she stared at the now extra shiny tip she could see, her husband had made sure to apply some sunscreen before he left, as if she wouldn’t remember. He had told her to wait until her phone was fully charged before heading out, but she didn’t want to wait that long and risk missing out on all the rare spawns. Alma grabbed her phones power-bank and cable before slipping on the silly little backpack her husband had prepared for her and headed out the door. Two bus rides later and she was right in the middle of the weekend event, surrounded by two public parks and a few abandoned factories on the far side. Almost immediately, Alma was lost in the game as she held her battery-bank in her mouth while she used both hands to play the game. She wasn’t alone either, the parks were unusually busy with people, most of whom were also staring down at their screens doing the same thing she was. Within minutes, Alma had caught her first shiny, which caused her to jump up and down on the spot and attract more than a few stairs, mostly because in her haste to leave this morning, she had forgotten to put on a bra and her generous bust was creating quite the spectacle as she bounced on the spot. As usual, she was clueless to the admiring stares she was now getting, or the small following of eager young men that subtly followed her around the parks, hoping to get another glimpse at her bust whenever she bounced in joy at catching another special Pokémon. Alma was so engrossed in her game that she didn’t even notice when she began to head out of the more public areas of the parks and further into the abandoned industrial areas nearby. Nor was she aware of the remaining few admirers that were keeping their distance as they sensed something interesting was bound to happen, sooner or later. Their intuition was correct too, as Alma made her way around the back of an old abandoned factory which was walled off by crumbling precast concrete walls, the panels of which were cracked and some were even missing in spots thanks to either lack of care or just vandals. Alma had just turned the corner to enter the shaded area at the back of the abandoned factory which served as a pathway between the prefabricated concrete wall and the large brick faced wall of the building behind it. About midway down the trash strewn path, there was a missing concrete panel in the wall, of which the top two panels had already started to shift and fall down in, that was barely big enough for a child to slip through. As Alma passed the gap in the wall, a distinct chime played on her phone, indicating an exceptionally rare spawn was detected nearby. Without thinking, Alma stuck her head and shoulders through the gap in the wall to see through, but thankfully she caught herself before she fell in. On the other side of the wall was a straight drop down into a really foul-smelling pool of brown and green sludge. But on her phones screen, she could see it, the shiny Pikachu was dancing on top of a stack of rusted old drums. It was just barely out of reach though, so close yet so far. Alma struggled to get her shoulders through the gap in the wall thanks to her breasts being in the way, but with a bit of twisting and turning, she eventually managed to squeeze through. Only to find she couldn’t go any further thanks to her backpack not getting stuck on the wall, nor could she retreat either, she found, thanks to her breasts scraping against the bottom of the wall rather painfully. She was well and truly stuck, but at least she had her phone, so she could call for help. But first… Alma put her battery-pack between her teeth so she could use both hands to play the game, swiping up to toss the Pokéball at the shiny Pikachu, which of course failed the first time, as it inevitably did. As she was loading up another Pokéball to get ready to toss at the rare spawn, Alma suddenly felt hands on her, which she at first thought was some kind good Samaritan coming to help her get unstuck. That notion died very quickly when she felt her shorts and underwear being tugged down about her ankles to leave her bare and vulnerable ass exposed on the other side of the wall. “Mmnghgnngh!” she tried to shout, but her mouth was full of battery-pack, which she couldn’t risk dropping, otherwise it would vanish into the sludge pool below and her husband would be so pissed off about because it would be the third one this month she had either lost or broken because of her Pokémon Go. She couldn’t even use her right hand either as her finger was poised on the ball on her screen ready to toss at the shiny Pikachu, if she took her finger off now, it would be wasted and she didn’t have that many credits left to buy more! Suddenly she felt more than one pair of hands on her, someone was gripping and lifting her tail, while one or more people were gripping and spreading her buttocks. Even more fingers were touching her tail hole and along her slit. Alma tried to lift a foot to kick back at them, but the moment she did, she felt the wall supporting her weight shift and crack a little. If she moved too much, it would no doubt give way and she would go tumbling headfirst into the unknown and disgusting looking gloop below. She really was caught between a rock and a hard place with no escape. The various different fingers tarting to slip inside her openings just really cemented that fact for the curvy Afghan hound. What was worse though, was she could hear the sounds of cameras snapping pictures, clearly someone back there was getting some rather lewd shots of what was happening to her for posterity, at least they couldn’t see her face she supposed. Hopefully the group of strangers would be satisfied with just touching and fingering her before they lost interest and went away, ideally before they made her cum too. Though that didn’t seem likely as at least one of the people currently fingering her seemed to know about female anatomy and was currently rubbing at her G-spot and clit simultaneously. Alma wanted to growl and grit her teeth, but she couldn’t, not with the battery-pack in her mouth. All she could do was whine and huff as she squirmed against the fingers seemingly determined on making her pop like the cork of a well shaken champagne bottle. She wasn’t normally partial to butt stuff either, but someone had rummaged through her backpack and found her sunscreen and was now using it as lube to sink two thick fingers under her tail too. No doubt the skilled fingers in her cunt were making the ones up her ass feel better too, which just frustrated her even more. The Afghan hound tried not to writhe and squirm too much for fear of breaking the crumbling concrete panel beneath her, but the fingers pumping in and out of her pussy and asshole were making that incredibly hard to do. “Hmmph! Hmmmh!” she groaned out loud around a mouthful of plastic battery-pack covering when she finally came hard, trying her hardest not to puncture the battery with her sharp fangs. It took everything in Alma not to squirm or buck as she rode out the intense wave of unwanted pleasure, but it was of no use, the anonymous hands were relentless as they kept touching and toying with her by now, very slick and wet pussy. The long blond haired and blue-eyed canine mother of two huffed and puffed heavily through her nose as she breathed deep, smelling the acrid stench of the gloop pool below. At least the fingers seemed to be satisfied they had made her cum, now they were all pulling out of her holes finally. “Hrrk!” Alma grunted as a short but thick cock suddenly sunk between her folds and stretched her cunt wide. At first, she thought someone must have shoved one of her water bottles up her pussy, but then she felt the warm throb of a real dick inside her. Fuck, someone was actually fucking her now…and they were uncomfortably thick too. It was all Alma could do not to move her hands and waste her Pokéball throw on the screen when the stranger gripped tight about her waist and began to hammer himself into her. At least they seemed to be aware of just how precarious her position was and tried not to move her too much against the crumbling wall beneath her, but they still managed to buck into her hard enough that their hips clapped audibly against her plush buttocks. While the thick cock stretched out her pussy, more fingers sunk beneath her tail as someone else continued to play with her ass while she was fucked by a complete stranger from behind. At least the thick cock didn’t last long on one hand, but on the other, she soon felt his hot cum spurting unprotected inside her. Alma couldn’t remember if she’d remembered to take her birth control or not, that was just another thing she knew her husband would be upset about if he found out she’d forgotten. They couldn’t afford another kid right now and he was already working two jobs to support the two they did have. When the thick cock finally withdrew from her aching pussy, another set of hands immediately gripped about her waist. Alma prepared for another dick to enter her, but to her surprise, the next one didn’t enter where she expected. The fingers which had been playing under her tail suddenly pulled free, only to be replaced by something thicker and hotter. Again, she had to fight not to bite down on the battery held between her jaws as a thick, long cock sunk between her cheeks. Whatever it was fucking her now felt like a goddamned horse with how full her ass felt, but she didn’t feel a medial ring or a flare like she did with her favourite toy back home. At least whoever it was knew not to just hammer her butt like the last guy had done to her cunt, this one took his time as he slowly worked every thick and throbbing inch of himself in and out of her snug little backdoor. It was frustratingly good too, even though it had no right to be, far better than how her husband felt doing this to her at any rate. “Shit, no! Pay attention, Alma!” she growled at herself internally when she felt her hands beginning to tremble. She had almost wasted her next throw with how her finger was trembling against the screen of her phone. Fuck, she didn’t know if she wanted the guy fucking her ass to speed up, or slow down. On one hand it felt good, on the other hand it felt good, she couldn’t decide if she wanted it to be over with already, or to keep going for a while longer. Weirdly, she felt like she was about to cum again, but she just wasn’t able to crest that final peak. Alma wondered if it was because of how she was being fucked, it felt good, but not good enough to make her pop, so the end result was just frustrating as she couldn’t even do anything to get herself there. She couldn’t even ask for whoever was fucking her to at least rub her clit and finish her off, so she was stuck on the verge of cumming without the ability to actually do so. Even when they began to speed up, their dull nails digging into her waist as their hips clapped noisily against her plush buttocks, Alma could get no closer to her release. She tried to focus on the thick, throbbing length stroking in and out beneath her tail, rubbing against all those deliciously sensitive nerves, the way their heavy balls tapped against the back of her wet slit every time they hilted her, but it was never enough. “No! Goddamit!” Alma cried internally when she felt the cock under her tail finally begin to lurch and pulse hard before she felt the familiar hot splashes of another anonymous climax inside her. The fucker had cum way too soon, far sooner than she would have liked and now she was left high and dry. Or rather, high and sticky, she could feel his cum spill from her well fucked asshole when he pulled out of her a moment later. Alma frowned when she felt something nudge at her slit and under her tail, two cocks…were two people going to try fuck her next at the same time? But no, the moment the next person sunk into her, she knew it was a single person, just one with two penii. She had seen the toys online, some species were known for sometimes having dual cocks, she thought it was just rumour and tall tales, but those smooth scaled hips pressed to her behind, she knew it was a serpent of some kind. The Afghan hound almost went cross-eyed as she was suddenly filled front and back by equally impressive lengths, feeling like she was the filling in a slutty sandwich all of a sudden. This time, the claws holding about her waist were sharp and pricked against her flesh as the serpent began to work his twin lengths in and out of her married holes slowly. Alma had to close her eyes and focus on her breathing to fight back the growing pleasure now, before she had wanted to cum so badly, but now she was afraid of cumming because of how good this stranger was making her feel. She wanted to cross her legs, lower her tail, do any number of things to stop the anonymous serpent from fucking her like he was. But those twin cocks slowly and purposefully stroking in and out of her eager holes would not be denied. She heard the faint cracking of plastic as she accidentally bit down too hard on the battery-pack in her mouth, along with a pained squeak as she gripped her phone a little too hard in her hand as well. “No, no…not now, not like this!” Alma whined and thought to herself, she could feel it building deep within her, her only hope was that this stranger would cum before she did. “Wait, throw the Pokéball!” it was so simple, she didn’t know why she hadn’t thought of it before! Alma tried to steady herself and line up her shot on the shiny Pikachu, which was hard to do with a cock in her cunt and another up her ass fucking her so perfectly. She could feel the faint ridges along the twin length almost pop in and out of her holes every time they moved, adding even more pleasure to the double fucking. Just as she hit her peak, Alma flicked the Pokéball and groaned out loud around the battery-pack in her mouth as she came hard. Her eyes almost rolled into the back of her head and she didn’t see if she had even caught the shiny, she may even have blacked out for a brief moment because the next thing she knew, she felt the serpent flooding her pussy and butt with a fresh load of cum each. With her other hand now free, Alma finally spat the battery-pack out and took a deep breath. “Stop fucking me and help me get out of here!” she finally shouted, though it was pointless. The serpent had already pulled out of her and was now busy pulling her underwear and shorts back up, but not before he gave one final rough swat to her bare backside. “Ow, fuck!” Alma yelped at the stinging swat to her behind, which was followed by the sound of someone laughing on the other side of the wall. “Helps on the way” a raspy voice replied, before the sound of footsteps were heard moving away from her position. “Thanks…and you’re welcome!” Alma shouted after them and sighed. She could feel all that messy cum inside her starting to soak through her underwear already, she only hoped she could get home in time to clean up before her husband and kids got home. After that, she would have to try work out if she had taken her birth control or not. A distinct shrinking, suction-like swoosh sound, followed by a telling 8-bit cry of “Pikachu!” caught Alma’s attention. When she turned her phone over and looked at the screen, she was met by the sight of the shiny Pikachu scampering away. “FUCK! Fucking little yellow prick, got my ass fucked for nothing, worthless yellow rat bastard, get your goddamned Pokéballs back here so I can catch you motherfucker!”