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And here I thought the most shocking day of my life would be the day I got drunk and fucked Ben Hendricks' dog. I stood there at the stable, mouth on the floor, reeling from two rather startling revelations. I'd just watched Ben _magically_change shape into a horse - a female one at that! Perhaps more gut-wrenching was the realization that his dog, Tinkerbell, was my missing brother, Derek. Did I forget to mention that I had recently fucked 'her'?

I stared down at the German Shepherd bitch, heat rushing to my face. "Derek...I I didn't know." She - he? - just looked up at me with wide eyes and nodded. In the background, I heard a loud _thrump!_that could only be that draft horse climbing onto Ben's back, but I was a bit preoccupied with my brother. "What do I do?" I asked, taking the time to reach down and undo the muzzle Ben had put on my older brother.

Derek cocked her head at me, obviously unable to answer. Then, her ears perked up and she darted into the horse pen to grab the half-full bottle. She picked it up gingerly, careful not to spill or drink any as she brought it to me. I grabbed the cork and popped it in, once again reading the label on the side: "Love Potion #10 - Madame Ruth's Magic Shop, 1135 Broadway Street. Do you think they're open on Saturdays?"

Derek just shrugged, and odd expression on a dog. "Right, well, worth a shot." I reached down and untied her leash from the fence and said, "Heel," before I could stop myself.

When Derek whined, I said, sheepishly, "Sorry, force of habit. And there are leash laws, you know." I started to head for Broadway Street, trying to remember which train tracks led there the quickest. Derek set in beside me after one more look back. I glanced too, wincing as I watched the huge stallion ravage the little filly for the umpteenth time. We must have gone three blocks before I couldn't hear her squealing anymore.

Sure enough, the magic shop was open, and I didn't seen a sign that said "No Dogs" so I just walked right in with Derek at my side. The store was filled with dusty trinkets, and I wondered why I'd never noticed it before. Evidently they had real magic! You wouldn't have known from the scratched, plastic counter and old, ragged cash register. I didn't even see any signs about accepting credit cards.

Behind the counter was a woman with pointy-glasses like something out of a bad 80's movie. Her hair was up in a bun, and she was hiding her chubbiness under a long, formless dress with flowers all over it. She had been reading a musty book, but looked up when the doorbell went off. I scratched my head and said, "Madam Ruth? We've got a...problem."

She took one look at the German Shepherd at my side and said, "Not again."

Confused, I followed her downstairs into a seedy looking basement where she knocked on an old, rotting door. Inside was a much older woman, in her sixties at least. I wondered why she would choose to look so old and wrinkled if she really could make magic potions! "Yes?" she asked, but when she saw me and Derek she took a deep breath.

"What happened." The words sounded like a question, but she said it like a statement. "Don't spare any details."

I fumbled for words, finally just settling for showing her the bottle. Madam Ruth (if that's who the old woman was) widened her eyes. "This is an experimental potion. Not for sale!" she peered down accusingly at me.

"I - I didn't take it! _Ben_somehow got his hands on it!"

She looked sharply at the dog. "Bad dog," she said gruffly.

"No, this isn't Ben, this is my brother, Derek! Ben's our neighbor." This wasn't going exactly as I expected.

"Then why isn't Ben with you?"

I looked down, stammering again. "He, uh..., he's a bit preoccupied right now. You can save him, can't you?"

"Save him?" she asked, arching an eyebrow. "He's not even here!"

"Not Ben.Derek!"

Madam Ruth gave out a loud _harrumph_and stared at the younger woman. "Priscilla, how did this bottle leave the workshop? I swear I put a gigantic note on it, addressed to you."

"I didn't see anything," Priscilla replied defensively. "This Ben must have stolen it."

"While you were in the bathroom? Or just reading? Lord above!" the old woman said, throwing her hands up. She turned back to me and said, slowly, "This potion doesn't wear off."

My heart sank, and I couldn't bring myself to look at Derek, who just whimpered. "Oh, I -"

"You didn't let me finish!" she interrupted. "I have an antidote, and that'll change your brother right quick."

"Great!" I gasped, heart starting to beat again in my chest.

"Quiet, boy! There's a complication," she said, taking a deep breath and removing her glasses to look me level in the eye. "It won't work if she's 'with child'. I mean, puppies. Think carefully - is there _any_chance your brother may have mated? If she was ever alone, even for a few minutes..."

My face told the old woman everything she needed to know, while managing to leave out the details I was more than happy to conceal. I went beet red, knowing that that very first day I'd watched Beefstick breed my older brother first hand. I didn't bother to mention that I'd been..._personally_involved in another mating of my brother, but that wasn't likely to result in puppies.

"Ah. I suspected so," she said sadly. "Then there's nothing I can do."

"What!?" I gasped, my stomach churning.

"For now!" she yelled. "Patience, boy - learn some! I'll get you a vial, but you needn't bother giving it to her until after the puppies are born. Be careful where you do it - she'll change right back."

And so I found myself sneaking back into Ben's yard, with two little bottles in my pockets - the one that started this whole mess, and the one that would end it, eventually. Derek was quiet on the way home, but what could she say? Literally nothing.

I paused at the gate, my mind racing. What can I tell my parents? I know how worried they are, but they'd never believe me! Maybe I could forge a letter..."Derek, I'm sorry," I said, scatterbrained. "If I'd known it was you I would have kicked Ben's ass right away. I would never have gone to his house and -" gotten drunk and fucked you. I couldn't say it. I slumped next to the tall, wooden fence with my head in my hands.

"Derek, what are we going to do?"

I was the younger brother. _He_was supposed to be the responsible one, _he_was the one who did the hard work when no one else would. Now _she_was the one who needed help and I didn't feel ready at all. I looked at the German Shepherd, in her leash and collar. I wasn't going to get any advice from Derek unless I asked it in the right way.

"You're stuck like this until you, um, give birth in a month-and-a-half. Ben's disappeared, right? I'll tell the Hendricks that I'll take care of you until he comes back."

Derek shook her head. "Why not?" I asked, before groaning. I said, "Are you worried they'll think I was involved?"

She nodded.

"I don't care - the cops won't find any proof. No one will think to ask the new filly where she came from. I'm not going to make you stay with them," I said, pointing at the Hendrick house, "when you should be at home with us."

Derek shook her head, patting the back of one paw with the other. I was confused until she went schlip, schlop (like a clock) with her tongue. "Now's not the time? Fine, I guess you're right. But I don't care what you say, once they realize Ben's missing, I'm going to offer to take care of you. Deal?"

Derek nodded, wagging her tail. I blushed, then realized that Derek could see my face and blushed harder. Dogs can't see red, right? Hastily I said, "Well, what about after the puppies? Won't they find it fishy when Tinkerbell disappears and you come home?"

I hadn't asked a yes or no question, but her answer was clear. She just cocked her head and shrugged. "We'll cross that bridge when we come to it, yeah. Are you ready to go in?" I asked, not ready at all, myself. I wasn't going to be getting much sleep tonight, thinking about my brother being trapped in the house next door, going on walks to pee and eating kibble and cold dog food.Ben deserves what he got, I thought.

Slowly, I said as much. Madam Ruth had made me promise to free Ben as well, but I told Derek, "There's enough antidote for Ben, but I'm not going to give it to her. Not after what she did to you."

Derek looked down, her tail still. I could tell she was conflicted. Just like my brother to turn the other cheek, even now. "There's still plenty of time to decide. If those huge balls were any indication, she's pretty well knocked up. So that gives us - what - ten months? You do realize he meant for _me_to be the filly, and I doubt Ben was going to fix either of us."

Derek nodded, but she didn't look up. I groaned. "We'll talk about it later," I said, getting up. I peeked over the fence, but no one was inside. I just had to drop 'Tinkerbell' off and pretend I never saw Ben today. There was definitely going to be a hubbub when a _second_boy simply vanished from the same neighborhood! We walked through the gate, and I undid the leash. Walking to the gate to my backyard, I said, "Well...I'll see you around?" weakly.

Pancakes and Beefstick were out, and when they saw me they began to bark their heads off. It was only about 11:00 in the morning, and I could see that both households were basically empty. The cars were missing in the driveways. That's right, Mom had an appointment at the salon, and Dad was meeting a colleague for golf. I had no idea where the Hendricks were, but if anyone was home, it was probably just Sarah sleeping in. But why were the dogs out?

I must not have latched the door when I rushed outside to meet Ben. Sure enough, the back door was open just a touch. Well, at least they hadn't gotten into the trash! I put my hand on the gate, getting ready to leave my brother to her yard when she suddenly rushed over and grabbed my pant leg in her teeth. "Huh?" I asked.

She wedged her way in front of me, scratching at the gate to our backyard, whining. "I thought you wanted to stay with the Hendricks?"

She nodded, but then shook her head. Now I was really confused. While she pawed at the gate, I said, "I don't get it. Besides, the dogs are out and -"

Yip! she said, wagging her tail.

Oh. Ohhhh. "You want to go in with them?" I asked, and this time she gave me a vigorous nod. My face went red, and despite the chill, I started sweating. Could she really be suggesting what I thought she was suggesting? "But you're still in heat - they'll..."

Derek just barked and whined, scratching at the gate.

I didn't know what to do or say. My brother wanted_to get fucked by the dogs! I mean, sure, I _wanted_to spend some quality time with Alexis Green, too, but I didn't tell that to _Derek.Has she no shame? I had to convince her otherwise, and I knew just the thing. I said, "You know I'll have to supervise to make sure they don't hurt you."

Derek scratched at the gate again. I dropped my jaw. How good was the sex, how much did her heat have to affect her for her to just shrug at the thought that her twelve-year-old brother was going to watch her getting fucked? My plan had royally backfired, and I couldn't say no, now. If this was really what Derek wanted...

I could feel my cock getting hard, so I fumbled at the gate, opening it. Derek darted inside, and I followed, closing the door behind me. I realized then that Pancakes and Beefstick hadn't been barking at me. They didn't give me a second glance. They could smell 'Tinkerbell'. Jumping and darting around, the studs circled around my brother, tails wagging furiously.

"Hey now!" I shouted. "Gentle, gentle..."

We weren't supposed to have both dogs out with a bitch in heat at the same time, but Derek didn't seem to mind, so I just watched from a safe distance, ready to step in if things got aggressive. Things calmed down greatly when the males found what they were looking for. Together, they shoved their noses into Derek's rump, and she whimpered, spreading her legs and lifting her tail.

As they sniffed and licked, I began to realize that this was really happening. Unless I stepped in, I was about to watch my own brother getting fucked in her pussy by the family dogs. Sure, I'd seen Beefstick have a go with her before, but I didn't know it was Derek. Now, with her slender rump bouncing up and down against their tongues, it was clear how much she wanted this. My pants were tented now, and I couldn't help but think back to when 'Slutpuppy' was laying on her back for me - when I'd lost my virginity in my own, whimpering brother.

Man, do I need some counseling.