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Meg finally managed to waddle all the way back to the lair, watching the video cameras for any signs of her brother, Dex. She'd really done as she'd promised to the little black-eyed pup, and laid there on her back until his spunk seeped deep into her fertile womb. After ten minutes or so, a tentative touch with her paw came away with only the barest white stain.

Pregnant, she realized. There was really no other outcome, deep in her heat. The female Doberman was a renowned mercenary, and she'd given her true virginity to a puppy! Perhaps the most famous puppy in the world, but a puppy none-the-less. She could have tried in vain to lap his seed out of her once he'd left, but she didn't want_the unlikely event that that would work. She'd had several heats and never indulged them, and she'd never have allowed it except to keep her cover, but she'd let the yearling pup breed her untried womb, and the sure knowledge that her belly would grow with his spotted little mutts was _turning her on.

Even now, his seed was rapidly approaching her waiting eggs, and not a one would be spared.

Rubbing her belly, she eyed the cameras, but all she saw at first was Perdita out by the lake. Until the camera picked up another bit of motion. Her jaw dropped as she saw the very same pup emerge from the bushes to talk to his mother. She'd made the boy promise not to tell anyone what they'd done in the mess hall, but would he keep the secret?

Whether or not would be up for debate, because in a minute, she watched as Perdie turned around, glancing over her shoulder at Patch before raising her tail. Meg watched, transfixed, as the pup who'd just scored his first bitch was already moving on his second - his own mother! He'd really taken Meg's advice to heart: "You find a bitch, you go ahead and give it to her, no matter who she is. She'll thank you in the end."

Perdie dropped her jaw when her son started licking her obviously fertile cunt, and Meg wondered if this would count for her employer. The Dobermans were supposed to catch Pongo or Perdie cheating on camera so that Cruella could ruin their advertising empire, and this should probably count...as long as the slender, spotted momma went all the way. She couldn't though, could she? Fuck her own puppy son while she was in heat?

Meg might well have watched the whole thing live if not for a spotted flicker on another camera. Pongo was heading back to the cabins, his tail wagging. He must be completely oblivious to what was going on right that second_between his wife and son. But Meg had a job to do, and seducing Pongo wasn't going to happen without her help. _Where's Dex? He should be the one licking Perdie, not Patch_._

Stepping on a bottle of masking perfume, Meg covered the scent of the horny puppy and headed for the cabins, ready to try again with the Dalmatian who'd already spurned her once. She was nothing if not determined.

* * * * *

Dex was, at that precise moment, wagging his stub as he trotted triumphantly back to the bedroom where the cameras were all set up and ready to roll. Everything had gone according to plan, and their job here was done. He came to Perdie, he saw Perdie, and he conquered her, right on the tape for the world to see. He didn't care that she was an easy mark right now - in heat, dissatisfied with her cheating husband. He cared about the eight thousand pounds, and the fact that he'd almost surely spared his sister the need to get knocked up. He might already be too late, but he had to hope that Pongo was a bit more resilient than Perdie.

But as he turned onto the path home, he ran across a little surprise. One of the pups - the girl - walking alone. "What're you doing out so late?" he asked, gently.

Penny glanced up at the huge Doberman, but she wasn't scared. She just wagged her tail. "Cheerin' up Da," she said simply.

Dex glanced around, but he saw no sign of Pongo. There was a strange smell on the air, though. 'Where is he?"

The cute little half-grown lady said, "Well, 'e ran on a'ead. Said 'e had some bidness to take care of in the mess 'all."

The mess hall, where Meg was waiting. Sounds like Pongo hasn't yet sealed the deal on Meg. If I hurry...

"Not very nice of him to leave you out in the spooky woods all alone."

Penny just laughed. "Iz jus' a nature reserve. 'Sides, Da was _really_nice to me a minute ago."

Dex paused, glancing down the path where Meg was getting ready needlessly to seduce the big Dalmatian. Still, he had to know, cocking his head and asking, "What do you mean by that?"

Penny gasped, and said, "I prolly should'n talk aboud it."

The experienced Doberman only had to take one large sniff to know _exactly_what the little pup meant, because she reeked of sex. Looks like Pongo had been a _really_bad boy. He huffed through his nose, picking out the pup's first heat as well, his dick starting to tingle just imagining the huge Dalmatian with his immature little daughter. He knew he should run along ahead and warn Meg that she didn't need to fuck Pongo anymore, but the Doberman had to know more.

"What's that smell, little girl?" he asked, lowering his muzzle to sniff near her tail.

"I ain't a little girl anymore, innit?" she protested. "Wow. 'Ave you really never 'done it' before?"

"Done what?" Dex answered dumbly.

Penny had been just about ready to collapse in her bed and sleep, but there was no way the budding young pup could ignore_Dex_. The Doberman was gorgeous, and young, and strong, and he seemed completely clueless. Until Pongo had showed her first hand what it meant to breed, she'd had all sorts of weird ideas about it. Dex was probably the same way.

"Okay, I'll let ya in on a secret," she whispered, leaning forward. "But ya gotta promise nodda tell Mum."

"I promise," he replied, paw at his chest in salute.

"Da an' I just mated," Penny said in a hush.

Dex stepped back, his eyes wide. "_No._Aren't you too young?"

Penny shook her head. "I'm in heat, which means I got his puppies inside me now."

"What do you mean?"

Penny just rolled her eyes. Didn't this Doberman know_anything?_ Of course,she hadn't known where puppies come from until just that day, but he was a lot older than she was. "Din't your mum or da tell ya what to do with your...stick?"

"My what?" he replied, cocking his head.

Exasperated, Penny said, "Come on, siddown. I'll_show_ ya."

Dex hesitated, glancing down the path where he knew that Pongo would be sniffing after Meg, and if she did her job right, she'd be stuck with his puppies for months, but he couldn't wait to see Penny's lesson. He sat.

Penny padded forward right between the Doberman's front legs, totally unafraid. "This," she exclaimed, putting a soft, puppy paw pad on the tip of his sheath. Dex had to bite his lip, but she was gentle enough. The spotted, little lady continued, "When ya meet a goirl you loike, you gotta stick this up beneath - well, Da called it my pussy."

"I've never heard of that."

Penny just sighed, turned around, and lifted her tail. Her pink, puffy mound was standing out firmly, still slick from her father's recent transgressions. "You gotta put your cream up there so her stomach will grow out with your puppies. See?"

"Seems like that'd be really itchy for her, with all this fur," he said gesturing to his sheath.

"I thought so too, but that's_not the real thing." Penny walked right back to Dex's sheath, blissfully unaware that the strong, black-and-gold Doberman had just minutes before stuffed his fat, red rocket into Penny's _mother's_cheating pussy, ensuring Penny a fresh litter of half-brothers and half-sisters. Though, thanks to Pongo, the little pup was housing her _own half-siblings, too.

"You gotta roll this stuff back, innit?" She placed a paw on his sheath and pushed down his shaft, revealing Dex's glistening tip.

"How? I've never done that before."

"I'll do it," she groaned, and before Dex could even prepare himself, the eager little pup placed her wet lips on his tip and started to suckle.

"Oonnnh!" he shuddered, and this time he wasn't acting at all. Her tight, wet puppy muzzle wrapped around him. She didn't hold back at all, lapping and licking and slurping, and best-of-all _sucking_his quickly engorging cock, until a full half of him was encased in her sloppy mouth.

He didn't dare ask any questions, lest she stop to answer them, instead just pumping slowly up into her mouth, his knot starting to swell just inches from her cute little nose. It took all his restraint to keep from grabbing her head in his paws and _slamming_himself deep into her throat, knotting her and breeding her helpless stomach.

When Penny pulled off of him, he almost wished he had.

She took one look at her handiwork, Dex's throbbing, full cock, and said, "There, see?"

Dex looked down in disbelief and said, "How could that_ever_ fit inside your pussy?"

"Not mine," she chided. "I's only 'alf-grown. I did fit my Da, tho."

Dex had to wonder if the large Dalmatian had managed to knot the empty-headed little bitch. Nah, he probably couldn't have, and he surely wouldn't have risked hurting his daughter like that.

Penny said, "You gotta fin' a girl you like...like Meg? Unless...she ain't ya sista, innit?"

"Yeah, why?"

"You can't do this wid your sister. That's the rule."

Dex paused. "What if I like you, Penny? You're not my sister."

The young pup paused, still licking her lips. "But ya 'ardly even know_me." She'd picked Pongo because there was no male she loved more than her Da. Sure, Dex was handsome, but she certainly couldn't say she _loved him.

"Don't you like me?" he asked, tilting his head.

"Sure, I guess..."

"Then...please, Penny? I've never done this before, but I can't try it with Meg. I need your help."

She knew she shouldn't. She didn't really like Dex, though she was sure she would if she knew him better. And she didn't know if she should risk it while she was in heat - what if the Doberman's seed overrode her Da's? But no, she was already pregnant and you can't get _more_pregnant. Looking up at Dex's puppy-dog eyes, she finally sighed and said, "Olright, but ya betta get on your back so I can do most o' the work."

Dex blinked. He hadn't expected the half-grown pup to take so much charge. This was definitely his last chance to go save his sister from a fat belly full of Dalmatians, but there was still a chance the ol' boy would turn her down. There was literally no chance that Dex would turn Penny down. Within seconds, the large Doberman was lying on his back, wagging his stub tail as the precocious puppy climbed clumsily onto his belly, narrowly avoiding stepping on his large balls.

Tail wagging just above his bright red tip, Penny looked over her shoulder as she lined her bullseye up with his fat, throbbing arrow. Dex realized they were on a pretty visited path, and if Perdie were on her way, she'd most certainly walk in on the two, but it was too late to move now. With luck, the two would be long gone before Perdita padded home, and the young mother would only catch a faint scent of something on the dirt.

"Okay, Dex," Penny explained, hovering with her heat-swollen spade pressed up against his quivering tip. "Just relax. I'll be gentle."

He had to suppress a laugh at the pup's reassurance, biting his lip, but as soon as she lowered her rump onto his cock, he had other things to concentrate on. Penny dug her front claws into his short belly fur, tugging up as she _rammed_her hips down, her stretched-out spade still barely able to wrap around his giant erection. Her puppy cunt was even tighter than her muzzle, and Dex whined as the young girl pushed down inch after inch. Her little yips and yelps sounded pained, but she didn't hold back even for a second, hammering herself onto his nail.

"You...gotta go fast..." she groaned through gritted teeth, "...or you won' get it all in."

Dex glanced down his belly, between himself and the pup, at his rigid, swollen knot. Surely she didn't mean _all_of it. But soon, Penny had worked herself down so that her trembling mound was gently kissing his swollen glands.

Penny took a deep breath, wiping away a few tears, before saying, "I'm gunna need ya help for the last bit. When I nod, push up 's 'ard 's ya can."

Dex could hardly believe it. She was really planning to take his knot! His huge cock was already bulging through her round belly, grazing against her stuffed, fertile womb. He was already sure to slather her Fallopians with strong, Dobie seed. Dex knew from experience that a bitch could have a litter with mixed fathers - he'd shared a litter with two other studs before. Pongo'd only had her an hour before at most. There was a good chance he'd slip two or three mutts past her goalie. If she took his whole knot, he wondered if he might pump so much, so fast that _all_of Pongo's seed spilled out of her and Dex might get her _entire_litter!

Dex nodded. He couldn't exactly explain to Penny that she was making a mistake. He wasn't suppose to know anything about sex. Tensing his muscles, he prepared himself for her signal.

Placing one paw on his chest for stability, she placed the other one over her mouth before nodding slowly. As hard as it was to imagine, this little pup had done this before. Taking a deep breath, he pounded upward with all his might.

Penny _slammed_her hips down, _howling_into her paw as her soft, puppy pussy pounded against his throbbing knot. She stretched wide, but only slid a few millimeters further down. There was no way! But she raised her pert little rump back up again, and _slammed_down again. Even through muffled screams and tears spilling down her face, Penny didn't let up. Dex could see the determination in her eyes and realized she wasn't going to give up.

He had to help.

He hoped she was too distracted to notice his expert skill as he slid his paws to the young pup's hips, reaching his paws around to slide two claws on each side, stretching her tender tunnel wider. Dex just hoped it would be enough...

Slam!

He bucked upward and pushed her down at the same time she rocked her hips down. She skidded down his cock, stretched out pussy smashing wetly against his slick knot, but even with everything working in concert, his full knot was too big for the small bitch.

Until Penny realized she wasn't going to make it. She gritted her teeth and growled, leaning back so that her full weight was pushing down, whining into the forest night until finally, just in time, she sank down with a loud squelch!

"Ahhhh!" she yelped as he barely managed to pull his claws free before they were sealed in with his knot. She almost looked like she was sitting on one of those human exercise balls, her stretched out, bulging spade was so big.

"I'll be damned!" Dex groaned. He'd never had a tighter hole, and she was squirming around so much that her inner walls milked him, as if desperate for his cum. He gritted his teeth to hold back, but it wouldn't be long now. He never had much stamina when he was tied inside a fertile bitch.

"Told ya!" she groaned, placing her little front paws on her belly to feel Dex's hard shaft through her skin.

Whining, Dex yelped, "I'm gunna cum!"

He worried that he'd given himself away, using a word she hadn't heard before, but she seemed to accept the term without suspicion. Or perhaps she was too preoccupied, sliding her paw further down to cup her own, enormous spade and say, "Don't lose a drop..."

That was too much for the lucky Doberman. He groaned and stuffed his hips up and into her, grinding his tip right against the weak wall that stood between himself and a full, bloated womb, already half-full of her own father's sperm. He could only hope he wasn't too late to give the little Dalmatian her just reward...

Splurt!

Penny dropped her jaw and howled_as the big dog blasted her insides, a hot blast of cum splashing wetly into a thick pool of her shameless father's still-warm spunk. Sure enough, Dex's throbbing knot kept everything sealed inside, even when the young pup felt like she was about to burst! She was wrong though, because he kept spurting and spurting, and her belly somehow managed to take it _all.

Her eyes rolled back in her head as she gave into the now-familiar pleasure of orgasm, giving her fertile, young cooch away for the second time, and just as easily. She knew she didn't really love Dex, but she did really love teaching him. Now that she knew so much more than her brothers and sisters back home, she had a_duty_ to teach them what she'd learned. Especially since the whole lot of them would soon be coming into heat.

Dex could hardly believe how good it felt for his entire, throbbing dick to be trapped in the bucking, bulging bitch. She clenched and squirmed as she rode him, her cute, puppy whines and whimpers a refreshing change from her pained yelps as she wiped the tears from her eyes. Again and again his huge balls pulsed, planting another bubbling load into her egg-filled womb.

They rode together for almost two minutes before Dex was completely spent inside the little bitch, and the now-chubby puppy finally regained most of her breath.

"Thanks," Dex groaned.

"Don' mention it," she said, before laughing and adding, "No, really, don't."

"Mum's the word," he promised.

He hadn't planned on knotting the ignorant little girl. It would be at least twenty minutes before he shrank enough to escape her vice-like cunt. There was no way he'd make it in time to save his sister, now. Unless Pongo was a better mate than his wife, Meg would almost certainly have the famously-prolific Dalmatian up her cooter before Dex could tell her he'd already gotten the footage they needed.

Dex had spent his whole life trying to get his sister's virginity, but Pongo was about to steal it from him. Still, though the big Dalmatian might get a litter into Meg, at least Dex had already paid Pongo back in spades - in his wife and child's spades!

* * * * *

"Hi, Mum!"

Patch emerged from the bushes as soon as Dex was out of earshot, while Perdie was still licking herself clean. She leaped out of her fur, every hair on end, ears straight up. "Patch! What are you doing here?"

The clever little pup padded slowly in front of his rather compromised mother. She was still curled up on the ground, facing her son, her soft, pink spade still visible, and leaking. And Patch had witnessed firsthand that the culprit wasn't his father. "Jus' goin' for a walk."

Gulping, the young mother quivered as she asked the all important question. "H-how much did you just see?"

Patch grinned. He'd been watching from the bushes for almost fifteen minutes, laying low until the Doberman finally pulled out of her. His answer? "That depends," he said, sitting down in front of her.

As he sat, Perdie immediately noticed a flash of red and her eyes followed down to see something she'd never expected to see: her young son's bright red cock. That answered her question better than any words could. He'd seen _more_than enough. Still, he hadn't said so. "What do you mean?"

"When I talk to Da, maybe I just found ya relaxin' by the lake."

"Patch..." she whined, an uneasy feeling in her gut.

"If you do what I say."

Perdita dropped her jaw. "You're _blackmailing_me! I'll -"

"What'll you do?" he interrupted. "The way I see it, if'n you wanna keep your liddle...visit by Dex a secret, you'd betta listen to me."

"I can't believe -"

"You will," he interrupted. "'Sides, I just wanner help out. You 'ave to get cleaned up before you 'ead back to Da. Lie back, Mum, an' let _me_do the cleaning."

"Patch - that's not something for mommies and sons..."

He stood up and said, "You sure? I could ask Da?"

Perdie yelped, "Wait!" Pondering her choices, Patch was glad to see that she made the right one. "O-okay." The blue-collared Dalmatian shivered as she lay back, staring down her belly through her still-swollen teats at her advancing son.

He was licking his lips, eyes fixed not on his dearest mother, but rather her throbbing spade. Her white-stained pink mound was spread out before him like a chocolate eclair, though much less toxic to him. She just trembled as he approached.

Patch paused once he stood between his mother's legs, just inches from the very place he'd squeezed through to enter this world, which had just gotten a fresh batch of Dobie seed. He could smell Dex on her, the rich musky scent coating her heat-soaked cunt. Pongo'd notice it for sure! "Lemme just say 'you're welcome' in advance," he grinned.

"Patch, please..." she begged, but it was already too late.

With a long, slow lick, the puppy slid his thick tongue right along the gentle forked valley of his mother's vulva, the slick seed tingling as it slipped past his lips. Perdie could only gasp and shudder at the sudden contact with her recently bred pussy. It's not that he was too rough - in fact, he reminded her of Dex's eager licks - but she'd never thought she'd find herself at the mercy of her own son. She wasn't like Pongo; she didn't have a lot of experience. In fact, she'd only fucked three times, and each time had given her a litter (though Dex's was still to come). Aside from Pongo, Thunderbolt, and Dex, the only other tongue to touch her trembling tunnel had been Greta.

Now, as Patch explored deeper, gulping every drop of adulterous cum, Perdie was forced to confront the disturbing truth - she liked it. She still remembered the full and exact order and time that she gave birth to each of her puppies, and number four was back, and he wanted back in. Her tail flagged, and she spread her legs, face burning as she realized that she was almost helpless in her heat.

The only dog she'd ever kept back while she was in heat was Pongo.

"Patch..." she whined, and it was unclear to both of them whether she was chiding him or begging for more.

"Wow, Mum, he really did a number on ya," Patch said, pulling back and licking his lips. Her insides were absolutely drenched. "We're gunna be 'ere all night!"

"This...this is wrong..." Perdie groaned, but she didn't move away, proof enough to Patch that what Meg had said was absolutely true. They want it. All bitches want it, no matter what they say. His only response was to dive back in, ears perked at his mother's wagging tail.

She was so soft and wet and warm, and he could taste her heat, he made up his mind - he was going to fuck his own mother. He wasn't sure until then, but he knew another opportunity like this wasn't likely to come about, and besides which, the horny bitch didn't have a moral leg to stand on after what she'd done with Dex.

Digging his claws into the dirt, he pushed his pointed black nose straight into his mother's grease-filled gap, cupping his tongue and squeezing it as deep as he could go. Perdita tossed her head back and moaned, "Th-that's enough!"

"We have to go back!"

"Please, Patch, don't do this!"

Her words fell on deaf ears, partially weakened by the young mother's firm bucking. She clenched down around her son's muzzle, rocking up and down as she panted.

Patch didn't realize what would happen if he kept going and so once he'd had his fill, he pulled out of her quivering spade with a loud, wet smack!_Licking his lips, he saw his mother positively drooling, her chest heaving, so, _so close to her climax. "Your turn," he said simply, pointing between his legs.

Perdie dropped her jaw, still spread out, presenting in front of her half-grown son. Getting eaten out was one thing, but at least so far she hadn't been an active participant. "I can't do that, Patch."

The pup just shrugged, placing a paw on his mother's stomach. "If'n I can't get ya tongue, I guess ya pussy will 'ave ter do."

Perdie's eyes widened. Where had he learned that word? She scrambled to her feet, considering for once just running away. He'd tell Pongo everything, but was that so bad? Her husband would find out in three months anyway! But no, she wasn't ready for that. She didn't know what she'd do or say. Pongo couldn't know.

Meekly, she lowered herself to her belly in front of her son, mind reeling. Patch just grinned and sat there, offering his slick, puppy prick. A gentle sniff confirmed that he smelled just like Dex, and the musky aroma tingled her heat-soaked brain in the same exact way.

"Good girl," the boy groaned as she slowly wrapped her lips around his cock.

She wasn't as skilled as Meg had been, but Patch still groaned and pumped forward into his mother's muzzle. Looking down, he met her eyes, even as she sucked him off, her face radiating the heat that was flushing her cheeks. Even though her tongue couldn't compare, Patch found he was enjoying using his mother like this much more than his time with the Doberman.

"Know I know how Da feels..." he groaned.

In truth, Perdie had only ever had one cock between her lips before this - Thunderbolt. She'd been trying to clean him off to disguise what the two of them had just been doing, but her efforts only turned the German Shepherd on. She wasn't about to explain this to Patch, however.

But Patch _really_wanted another hole, and he knew that Perdita wasn't too keen on giving it. He'd have to surprise his mother to get what he desired. Tapping her on the snout, he said, "That's good enough, innit?"

Perdie couldn't sense her son's intent - indeed she could never have imagined any of the things that had recently happened. All she knew was that she was grateful this incestuous encounter was finally over. She pulled her tongue away from his thick cock, wondering if the boy even knew what would happen if he let her keep going. Licking her lips, Perdie took a deep breath.

She didn't notice how quickly the pup had padded away from her. She'd blinked, and he was gone. Looking around, she didn't see Patch until he was already standing behind her. She began to say his name questioningly, when he pounced.

"Hey!" she gasped, as the half-grown puppy latched onto her rump. She was still stretched out on her belly, her legs bent up beneath her. She tried, reflexively, to stand, but despite his size, he was almost as heavy as she was, and much stronger.

"C'mon, Mum, ya _know_ya wan' it," he said simply, wrapping his paws around her slender belly. Her spade was still pressed up against the ground, so Patch pushed her forward, until her hind legs had even less purchase, slowly lifting her rump for him. Her tail curled rigidly aside, more proof that she was begging for him.

"Patch, no!" she gasped, feeling his wet, hard cock poking against her tailhole. She didn't want it either way - not with her son, but try as she might, she couldn't pick herself up. "You can't do this...I'm your mother!"

"Watch me," he chuckled, eschewing her rectum and lifting her further, until he could feel the heat of her soiled pussy radiating against the tip of his cock.

"You don't understand," she moaned. "I'm in heat. Despite Dex, you could get me pregnant!"

He paused, and for a moment, Perdita's hopes rose. Until he said, "I know."

With that, he _slammed_his hips forward and sank his fat breeding pole into her puffy, fertile mound. He wasn't as big as Dex, but her heat-primed pussy didn't care, trembling as waves of pleasure coursed through her slender body. She was really starting to _hate_her pink spade. It continued to override her conscious desires. Without that throbbing bundle of nerves, she'd have turned down everyone who wasn't her husband. Now, she was yelping and moaning as her fourth child claimed her.

Patch could hardly have been happier, wagging wildly as he pumped his mother's cunt. First Meg, and now his mother, both in the same night. And with luck, Perdita would give birth to at least a couple purebred Dalmatians. "Oh, Mum, you're so hot!"

How did this even happen? She hadn't even wanted to go on this vacation, but she'd agreed in an effort to reconcile with Pongo. Instead, she found herself cheating on him again, not just with the famous Thunderbolt and roguishly handsome Dex, but with her own yearling son! She could only blame herself for what she'd done with Dex, and if she hadn't done that, Patch wouldn't have had the leverage to try this. How did the pup know about any of this? What did Pongo _tell_the boys about sex!?

"Son, please...not inside..." she managed to pant, still blushing from the mere fact that she was pushing back against him.

"I _knew_you wanted it. Don't worry, I'll get my knot inside."

Before Perdie could yelp that that _wasn't_what she meant, he did exactly that. The half-grown pup slipped his sizable bulge past her wet folds easily enough, his small, white balls pressing up against her rump. If he'd wanted to pull out, he still could, but even now Perdie could feel him growing inside her, and as small as he was, she had no doubt he could lock himself there.

The heavy pup drilled her down into the dirt, making his mother _yip_uncontrollably. It was all she could do to stay in one place with the randy boy on her back.

"Oh, God! Oh God!" she whined, as she contemplated what Patch wanted to do to her. The real shock coursing through her mind was not that she didn't know how to stop him, but that she didn't want to. Her spotted tail ached where it stood rigidly out of the way, her puffy vulva squeezing and tugging on her son's fat cock. This was so_wrong_, so dirty. Before, only her lower half was begging for it, now, she whimpered, "Patch! Don't stop!"

Patch pounded Perdie, his swelling knot rubbing in and out of her sensitive mound until, after a minute of reckless rutting, he tugged backward and nothing happened. He was stuck. Perdie groaned, waiting for the inevitable...

Squirt!

The young pup wasn't as prolific as Dex either, but even so the young mother could feel his thick, hot seed splattering into her fertile womb, ready to compete with Dex for any eggs. If she gave birth to any pure Dalmatians, she'd know for certain they were her son's. Perdie just shuddered and bucked her hips, lifting her rump to help his heady spurts drain deep inside of her.

"Take it all, bitch!" Patch groaned, taking advantage of his new ability to swear in front of his mom. After all, what were a few naughty words compared to what he'd just done?

She might have complained if she weren't panting, eyes rolling back in her head. She shivered at specks of drool landing only half-way down her back, further reminder of just who it was that was breeding her. She bit her lips, holding back words that would only have encouraged him more, instead riding out her intense orgasm in loud, ragged gasps.

When he was done, he stood on top of her, wagging his tail like he'd just won his first tug-of-war. "That was great, Mum!"

Perdie looked over her shoulder at her year-old son and sighed. "Just...don't tell your father."

Patch nodded, ears flapping. "Don't worry, Mum, you bought my silence for a whole day."

A day!?

Patch grinned, "But we can always do this again tomorrow!"