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Pongo didn't know what to say. What _was_there to say? Following his wife's scent he managed to emerge from the forest just in time to hear Perdita whimper, "Do it, you dirty Dobie. Pump my pussy full of pups!"

He darted behind the bushes, eyes wide as he saw Dex, the nature reserve's Doberman tour guide, lower his fat, red cock and jam it inside his wife's needy spade. He'd have loved an excuse - any excuse - but after what Perdie said, she knew exactly_what was going on, and her heat was certainly no excuse. Pongo had given her dozens of opportunities to slake her thirst with _him, and she'd evaded every attempt. He'd hoped this romantic getaway might end with his _own_pups inside his wife.

It still could. He was old, but he could still take the upstart Doberman! Send him yelping into the woods with his stub between his legs, and take Perdie then and there, whether she wanted it or not. He'd turned down Dex's sister, Meg, not moments before, only to find that Perdie didn't feel quite the same way. Maybe their marriage really _was_hopeless.

Watching the Doberman fucking his wife's swollen cunt and listening to their grunts and moans, Pongo instead tucked his _own_tail between his legs. Even if he _could_beat Dex in a fight, what would be the point? Perdie had clearly made her choice. Perhaps she'd loved him, once, and she'd given her first litter to the Dalmatian, but her second to Thunderbolt and her third to this random dog she'd just met.

"Dex!" she yelped, bucking her hips.

It was too much. He turned and fled the scene, leaving his wife to the lucky Doberman.

He didn't stop running until he could only barely hear the two barking and groaning, their eager voices echoing through the forest. There he sat, ears and tail drooping. It's not like he didn't deserve it. He'd cheated with Thunderbolt's mate, and even left her waddling fat with his own pups. But he'd hoped things might go back to normal once the truth came out for both of them. How could she hold that against him, when _she_herself gave birth to little shepherd mutts?

Or maybe she'd cheated then, and now, because she just didn't have feelings for him anymore. Well, he didn't need her! There was a bitch in heat just waiting for him in the mess hall. He could get back at Perdie _and_at Dex in one swoop. Pongo stood with a newfound purpose.

He didn't take three steps before it all came crashing down.

"Daddy?"

He turned to see Penny, the girl pup cocking her head. She must have seen him laying there so dejected and wondered what could have happened. "Dear..."

"Is somethin' wrong?"

He shook his head. "No, honey."

"Patch left, and then I was all alone and I couldn' fin' anyone and Roger and Anita's cabin is locked and you looked really upset..." she said in a rush.

"It's okay. Come here," he said, and she tumbled into his paws. "I didn't mean to scare you. It's just that...your mother and I are...working through some issues."

"Didja have a fight? I thought I hea'd her barking..."

"Sort of. But it's okay, now, I think we know where we stand."

"But you seem so sad," she protested, squirming in his grasp. She stared up at him, adding, "Can I make you feel betta?"

Pongo just grinned. "You already have done." Just holding his loving daughter in his arms had his tail wagging again. At least one good thing had come from his marriage. Fifteen, really. Sighing, he cocked his head. He smelled something on the air, and at first he wondered if Perdita had shown up. It smelled like heat, but...no...no, it was coming from Penny.

She really _had_grown. He still thought of her as a puppy, but she was almost a year old and, like the rest of the puppies, was going into her first heat. What a disaster that would be on the farm. At least most of the puppies could find _someone_they weren't related to.

"You smell'd it, innit?"

"What?" he asked, startled.

"My heat. Mum said we're all almost inna it and we should be careful not to let any of our brothers around."

"Is that what she said? Just your brothers?" Pongo had been quite clear with the boys that they were to stay away from_all_ the girls until marriage - it wouldn't work, of course, but it might slow some of them down.

"She said to pick a boy we liked the most and only to do what we felt comfortable with."

That was news to Pongo. If it were up to him, none of the pups would do anything with each other until he was dead and gone! Perdie had different ideas about how the girls should act. Yet another area of disagreement, and further evidence that Perdie wasn't especially keen on the bond of marriage.

"She din't say nofin' about fathers..." Penny added.

At that, Pongo blinked, staring down at the puppy, even as she stared up at him. She knew exactly what she was saying. "Penelope!" he gasped.

She let her ears droop but said, "Why not? I like you, I feel comfortable widju, and I wanner to make you feel betta."

Why not? She was one of his favorite daughters after all. She could help him out a little. After all, he'd been tempted before, when Rolly had suddenly tried to clean him up after Greta, and he didn't even really _like_Rolly. Perdie wouldn't approve, but that was starting to sound like a mark in Penny's favor. She sure felt good in his paws, and her smell was rich - she wasn't a kid anymore. "Well," he said, "there _is_something you can do."

"What?" she chirped, excited.

"Lick this," he said, spreading his back legs and leaning back to reveal his growing chub. He'd thought he'd never get hard again after watching Perdie and Dex, but he was never one to turn down a bitch in heat.

She didn't need to ask what it was. Whatever Perdita had told the girls, it had been a lot more complete than his warning for the boys. Wagging her tail, Penny bounded forward, and before he could have second thoughts, she had pulled the soft, red tip of his dick into her warm, wet mouth. "Nnnng!" he gasped.

He hadn't counted on her being quite so good with her tongue, if a little forceful. "Watch the teeth," he groaned, as his eager daughter met his growing shaft head-on. He couldn't help but smile at the way her spotted tail wagged.

Pongo wondered exactly what he was doing here. Was he letting her start him up so that he could finish himself off later? Was he getting in the mood to fuck Meg? Did he _really_intend to blow his load in the half-grown pup's mouth? That last option was seeming more and more likely as he started to pant, barely restraining his desire to start humping as hard and as fast as Dex had done his wife. Were they done already? Was Perdie already bloated full of Doberman cum?

With a groan, Pongo pushed down on the back of Penny's head stuffing her completely with only half of his cock. She struggled for just a few seconds, but then Pongo let his tongue loll out when her tail started wagging again. As gently as he could, the large Dalmatian eased himself in and out of her warm, wet muzzle.

"That's it, Penny, suck Daddy off." His bony tip was already starting to drool down her throat.

But that's when Penny's tail stopped wagging. She tried to pull back and Pongo held her there, just _about_ready to flood her young belly with more than a mouthful. When she struggled again, Pongo sighed and let her go. She tumbled backward, licking her lips.

"But Da, I dun wannit there!"

"Fine, dear, if you want I pull out at the last -"

"No, Da, I wannit here!" Penny very politely showed him exactly what she meant by turning around, spreading her legs, digging her over-sized puppy paws into the ground and lifting her tail. He couldn't help but drool at the puffy, pink spade, which was as over-sized as her paws compared to her stature. Still, her vulva was barely more than half-grown, like Penny herself. The girl didn't seem to notice, however.

"I don't think you quite know what you're asking..."

Penelope yipped_in protest. "Mum said we could mate, but only if'n they weren't our brothers and we really _knew_we loved um. Well, _you're the only boy I know I love, Da."

Pongo blinked. Perdita had really gone all out with the sex education! Pongo couldn't help but notice his wife had made no mention of the importance of marriage... Penelope knew _exactly_where he was supposed to stick it. Little did his wife realize, but she'd told the puppies just enough to make this far too easy for him. He could have a _field_day back at the farm with all the girls who definitely loved their father.

And maybe that's just what the cheating bitch deserved. Did she really_love Thunderbolt? Dex? Well, one thing was sure, she didn't love_Pongo.

"You're in heat," he explained, though he was starting to think Perdita had gone through an encyclopedia with the girls. "You could get pregnant. Are you sure you're ready to have pups?"

She didn't seem shocked by the revelation, but her ears did droop. "No...but if it's with you, it's okay."

He'd done his due diligence. He'd offered Penny several ways out, made sure she knew the consequences, and she still offered her informed consent. Now he could knock his daughter up without feeling guilty.

"Good girl," he grinned, and stepped over her.

She fit neatly underneath him, her cute, little rump just high enough to touch his ribs. Still, it was awkward, because he couldn't wrap his paws around her hips like he was used to. Still, he'd fucked smaller dogs in the alley back in London, and he knew a few solutions. Penny had really made a smart choice.

She shivered beneath him, her head nestled between his front legs. Whatever Perdita had told her about mating, there was no way she could have been prepared for this. Taking a deep breath, the large Dalmatian said, "Grab onto my legs, honey."

The spotted pup did as she was told, wrapping her front paws around his, lowering her chest to the ground, while keeping her rump raised. For a few precious moments, Pongo traced his daughter's chubby spade with his dripping dick, feeling her out. She would be tight, for sure, but he'd knotted a Corgi. He'd just have to make sure he got all the way in quickly, because there was no way he was shoving it in, full-size.

"Da..." she groaned, her tail sticking out like a stuck rudder.

"Are you ready, dear?"

"I...I think so..." she gasped, her tight, little puppy cunt wiggling up and down.

"Hang on tight," he said, and gritted his teeth, pushing forward.

At first, there was no problem, Penny yelping slightly at the new sensation as she gave herself to her own father. His tapered tip squeezed into her tight tunnel, her swollen folds_stretching_ around him. But before she was half-way around him, the pressure was too much, and she started to slide forward across the ground. She _tried_to hang on, but it wasn't working.

"Ow...!" she shivered

"Push back harder, honey. I'm widest in the middle, so we just have to get a little farther." He tried again, but again she started to slide between his legs, whimpering. Her struggles sent shockwaves through his throbbing cock, and he could feel his knot starting to swell - too soon.

He couldn't wait. "Here, Penny, I'll help," he said, before lifting his right foreleg, and then his left. Penny looked like she was about to ask a question when he set both, large paws down between her shoulder blades, pinning the pup in place.

"Yip!"

"It's okay, dear, just bear with me for a few seconds and it'll all be better."

She whined, but made no move to run. Satisfied, Pongo started again, more quickly, knowing that his bulbus glandis would soon be too big for her.

"Aaahh!" she gasped, as he powered through her untried tunnel, stretching her pussy until it barely, barely managed to slide around his drool-soaked shaft. Once the widest part was in, he was already locked to her. Tie or not, he wasn't tugging out until he was done with her. Still, he couldn't really enjoy a breeding without a good knotting.

"Da, you're too big!"

"Don't worry, we're almost there," he said, tensing his back legs and _ramming_himself deeper. She sank easily enough to his knot, but he had been right to worry - he was already almost too big. His half-sized bulge pressed up against her nubile folds like a fierce, wet kiss. No time to consider, Pongo knew it was now or never. "Cover your mouth, pumpkin."

She didn't know what or why, but she did it anyway, her paws going to her muzzle.

With one, swift jab, Pongo speared her all the way to his hilt, wedging through her trembling mound.

"Aaaaooowww!" she howled, but sure enough, her paws muffled the sound. Pongo didn't need Perdie or Patch or whoever running to see what was happening. Now, balls-deep in his heat-swollen daughter, he could safely and comfortably fill out her virgin cunny.

"Good girl," he said, noticing the tears she was holding back. "It should start to feel better soon."

If he hadn't proven it dozens of times before, he'd never have believed he could fit his entire cock into someone so small, but Penny wasn't the first little bitch he'd plugged, and she almost certainly wouldn't be the last. His dick twitched and throbbed inside her, rubbing every millimeter of her quivering cunt, the tip grinding up against her fertile womb, soon to be full for the first time.

"Daddy!" she winced, as his knot grew. He couldn't go deeper, and he couldn't tug free, so his swelling knot inflated her erect spade, bulging out beneath her tail like an orange.

Ever so gently, he started to buck back and forth, listening for when his daughter's moans turned from pain into pleasure. She was in heat, after all, it was bound to happen. "You're too big!" she whined.

"Calm down, honey. Trust me, you're about to come around."

Sure enough, after seven gentle thrusts, he could feel her bucking backward - slowly at first, and then with more vigor. She whined, then whimpered, then moaned, squirming beneath him, her tongue lolling out across the ground.

"Now you'll see why everyone makes mating out to be such a big deal, baby girl."

"Unnf!" she gasped, digging her paws into the ground to push back.

As tight as she was, he couldn't move even a centimeter without pushing or pulling her with him. He rocked back and forth, rubbing her into the dirt, but she didn't seem to mind, rocking up and down. "Oh, Daddy, it feels so good!" she gasped.

"For me, too," he agreed. "God, how I needed your tight little pussy..."

"Oh, Daddy, thank you!" she shuddered, grinding herself against him. "Mum didn't say it'd be like this!"

Pongo was pinned so tightly into his spotted bitch that his fat, black orbs were trembling between Penny's legs. She probably had no idea what that gentle _thrum_meant , but she knew enough to pant, "Give it to me! Give it to me!"

He could swear she was so tight that his tip must be piercing through her cervix, fully-loaded and aimed point blank into his daughter's fertile womb. With a grunt, he said, "Oh, I'm going to give you it, sweet pea. I'm going to give you _all_of it."

The little pup dropped her jaw and howled_with her first orgasm, her tight cunny barely able to hold his enormous cock as it began to pulsate around him, wet and hot. Paws still heavy on her back, she was helpless but to lay in the dirt as he jabbed forward for the last time, eyes rolling up in her head when her father finally _came.

She had no more words, only yips,yelps, and _moans_to meet the loud _squirts_that shot off like a machine gun inside her. With no room left in her outstretched twat, Penny took every last drop straight into her virgin womb, hot, bubbling cum splattering deep before pooling in her belly. While she whimpered, she felt her abdomen start to expand to make room for the fresh batch of puppy batter.

While Pongo's prowess in the alleys before he'd met Perdita all but ensured he was already a great, great grandfather, he hadn't sired a litter of pups that were simultaneously his children and grandchildren in years. Back then, he'd only suspected_that the half-breed Dalmatian bitches he'd bred had been his, but with Penny, there was no doubt. Her little pups would be a quarter Perdita and the rest _him.

"Da!" she wailed, squirming beneath him.

"Oh, Penny," he groaned, sending another heady_splurt_ her way. He'd given both Perdie and Greta fifteen pups each, would the little puppy keep the same trend? He couldn't help but grin at the thought of the half-grown pup waddling around with such a full belly.

Panting, still tied to her shuddering spade, Pongo decided that despite how pleased he would be telling Perdita everything in excruciating detail...

"You probably shouldn't tell your mother about this..."

* * * * *

Perdie could hardly believe what she was doing. She should have known when she agreed to let the hunky Doberman lick her heat-swollen mound that she wouldn't be able to stop him going further. She hadn't stopped Thunderbolt either, though with him she'd still been holding out hope that he'd be able to pull out in time. Now, as she whined like a helpless bitch, she knew full well that the fat cock trembling in her slender cunny wasn't going anywhere.

Dex didn't seem to have any qualms about breeding another dog's wife, even one as famous as Pongo, and, come to think of it, neither did she. She knew it didn't make sense, but when she found out that Pongo had cheated with Greta, she'd been hurt, even though she was stuffed full of half-shepherd pups herself. Actually, she'd cheated with Greta, too, so she knew her appeal. But regardless of whether they were 'even', she just didn't see Pongo like she had before. She wasn't sure everything would ever go back to normal, and Dex wasn't helping anything.

"Breed me!" she gasped, spreading her legs and shuddering beneath the powerful Doberman. Even if she indulged Pongo later on the trip, he'd know eventually what had happened when she had another batch of mutts. She couldn't count on this not taking, not as deep in heat as she was.

"Don't mind if I do," he growled, stub-tail wagging as he drilled the horny mother. He was so huge! She whined as he hilted himself into her, his virile balls _slapping_against her thighs. Three heats, three litters, with three different mates. At this rate she could only guess who she'd be with next!

Her eyes rolled up into her head when she felt the tour guide expanding inside of her. He got wider in every direction, but nowhere so much as just inside her soft, pliable mound. With Thunderbolt, she'd begged him to pull out - now, with Dex, she clenched down hard, pulling him in even as he locked himself inside, loaded barrel with his sights on her waiting womb.

Thank goodness no one else is around to see this..._she thought, debasing herself with the powerful stud. Dex's loud groans covered up the slight mechanical_whirr of several, well-placed video cameras...

* * * * *

And that was how Patch encountered his mother, just moments later. He'd rushed home after his rendezvous with Meg hoping that his mother wouldn't be too suspicious about his absence, only to find that both she and Penny were missing! Pongo was nowhere to be found either, but he _did_catch his mother's scent trail heading north. He'd smelled her almost every day of his life, and would recognize her anywhere, though today her odor seemed a little bit 'off'.

Now he knew why, crouching in the bushes. He had never imagined he's see his mother like this, stretched wide and _whimpering_beneath the male tour guide. They were pounding against each other, and Patch's eyes widened as the big stud knotted the married woman.

The tangy scent he'd picked up earlier must be his mother's heat. His first impulse was to gag at the thought of his mother like that, particularly with someone other than his father, but why should he be so surprised? Meg had _told_him that bitches _always_wanted it - this was proof. As soon as Pongo had left the cabin, Perdita had become open season, and the Doberman found himself in the right place and right time.

Patch watched, holding his breath, his puppy prick starting to poke out despite his earlier work with Meg. He'd left the older woman a bellyful to remember him by, and now he panted as his mother bucked up and down on full display. The price of admission may be right, but Patch had to guess that Bob Barker wouldn't be happy at all about what the two dogs were about to do for the pet population.

"Oh, Dex, don't hold back!" she whimpered, tail splayed. Her tight abdomen was stretched out lewdly by the Doberman's fat cock, and her pink mound was inflated like a balloon, trembling with what was about to come.

"Damn, you're a tight, little cunt," Dex groaned, making the pup's ears burn. Sure, he'd sworn a few times with Meg, but to hear his own _mum_referred to like that...

"I'm _your_tight, little cunt!" she moaned, turning over her shoulder to share a sloppy kiss with the eager Doberman.

He seemed to want to push his luck. Dex said, "What's your husband going to think of that?"

"What he doesn't know won't hurt him," she groaned, her jaw starting to tremble.

"He'll know," Dex grunted, shoving forward with a_slap_ of his balls as a gentle reminder. "In three months."

"Then I'll..." she groaned, trying to compose herself. "Nnnng...worry about that in three months!"

"Such a..." he panted slowly in reply, "cheating, horny slut!"

Perdie growled, "Just shut up and fuck me!"

Patch was at full attention now, his paw cupped under the base of his no-longer-virgin dick, rubbing himself off and drooling at the lecherous scene before him. He kept expecting her to beg him to stop, to pull out at the last second, to halt the course, but with each passing second it became clearer and clearer that they weren't going to stop until Patch had a _second_batch of half-siblings on the way. They were really going to do it!

Sure enough, the powerful Doberman took Perdie's blue collar in his teeth and yanked back, pulling her head up. She dropped her jaw and howled, rocking her stuffed, clenching cunny up and down. "Do it, Dex!" she whined, her voice so ragged as to be almost unintelligible. "Breed meeeeeeee_eeeeee!_"

With a grunt and a flick of his stubby tail, Dex did just that. He shoved himself forward, almost knocking the slender female over, his tip grinding deep inside her when even Patch heard the warm, wet, SQUIRRRRRT!_The pup had the perfect view as Dex's balls began to pulsate, squeezing load after sticky load into his mother's fertile womb. She just _howled and took every drop,her tight belly already starting to swell as his bubbling load stretched her tight cavern wide. Her teats, mostly recovered from her _last_litter, swayed back and forth beneath her. "Oh, Dex!" she wailed.

Dex let go of her collar, panting, "You're millking me..."

That was it. Patch watched his mother become a mother again, and it was fucking hot. Would Meg be up for it again, if he went back to her? Patch looked down at his swollen cock, begging for release that his paw couldn't manage on its own.

That's when he realized he didn't need Meg. There was a perfectly willing bitch right in front of him. If Perdita would lift her tail for some random Doberman she just met, she'd lift her tail for Patch. And if she hesitated...?

Patch watched quietly from the bushes, waiting impatiently for Dex to leave, trying not to wag his tail too loudly.

If she hesitated, he'd just do what he'd done with Meg. She'd begged him not to tell anyone about how she'd tried to jump Pongo's bones, and Patch had promised...for a price.

His mother would play along, at least if she didn't want Pongo to find out everything!