Disney Yiff: Scamp's Story
DISCLAIMER: All characters mentioned belong to Disney and are not my own brainchild. If you are underage, do not read the following story, but of course you probably are underage and probably will read anyway. If such content offends you, I have no idea what the hell you are doing on this site in the first place. If this has ruined one of your favorite childhood movies, then I do apologize for that. -Miko Fox
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Note to the readers!!!
This is only my second story. I sincerely apologize for long period of inactivity. I had problems logging in, getting the internet to work ext. But it's all fixed now, so it's all good. Lastly, I have made a few changes to the dialogue to suit the mood of the story, and because I can't remember the monologues word for word. Haha. So, without further interruption, please enjoy, "Disney Yiff: Scamp's Story." :)
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Scamp ran through the streets, the night air blowing through his grey fur. He was a free dog now, free of the chain, free of his house pet father's rules, free to live as a wild dog. If it weren't for the dog's he'd seen earlier, Scamp would have never gotten the courage to actually escape to live the wild life. He so desperately wanted to find the gang of junkyard dogs so he could join.
He was so greatly inspired by the sheer animal-debauchery performed by the dogs on the dog catcher, taking his hat, tossing it around, biting him and finally stealing the car. Scamp was especially entranced by that one cute dog, the one with soft tan fur, the bushy tail and bright beautiful blue eyes. Scamp couldn't help himself; he just had to find her. True he wanted to join all of the junkyard dogs, but he particularly wanted to be around her. That look she gave him, that playful little kiss, and how could he forget the way she raised her tail when she walked away from him.
Scamp shivered, partly because of the cold night air, partly because of the memories of her. He ran through the streets as fast as his paws could carry him, barking loudly and watching people turn lights on and poke their heads out of windows to see what the noise was. He loved this new freedom, no leash to tug him back, no master to tell him to quiet down, nobody to stop him from being himself.
His barks echoed off of the houses and buildings coupled by the softer sound of the padding of his paws on the cold concrete. Scamp was approaching an ally, where a dim light revealed the shadows of 3 rats and a small dog fighting them off.
The pup slowed his sprint and stopped to watch the shadows on the wall of the building with much interest. Could that have been the small dog he met earlier? He watched the shadow of the dog bite and paw at the rats. After a minute or so of fighting, the shadows of the rats scampered off while the dog yipped at them. Scamp recognized that bark, it was her! It just had to be!
Excited, Scamp eagerly jumped on top of a box and hopped the fence to see the tan colored dog picking through some garbage, occasionally taking a nibble of some half eaten food.
Scamp jumped to the ground with a soft thud, the other dog had apparently not noticed his arrival, though he thought he saw her smile. Scamp stood up as straight as he could; trying to look presentable and dignified.
"Okay Scamp," the dog thought to himself. "Just try to be smooth." He inhaled deeply, and padded over as gracefully as he could and began sniffing a poking into an overturned garbage can. The trash smelled foul, as he was used to regular dog food. He glanced over to find the other dog had noticed him and was watching him sniff through the trash. Scamp's head emerged from the pile with a rotten banana peel hanging from his nose.
"Pretty good pickings huh?" the pup said casually, trying to hide his excitement.
"Yeah," the other dog replied just as casually. "Hey I know you, you were that dog I saw on the chain behind the fence today right?" She said with a small gleam of excitement and eagerness in her blue eyes.
"Oh! Uh, heheh, yeah," Scamp began, now nervous after she had actually spoke to him. He realized he had the peel on his muzzle and flicked it off and briefly chuckled to himself for a second in embarrassment. "Well, I'm a wild and free dog, no chains to hold me down." The pup replied, trying to keep his cool.
"Oh," the other dog said half-heartedly and somewhat sarcastically. "Looks like you come from the University of Wildness." She said sarcastically, placing a small front paw to his collar.
"Uh, yeah! I...uh...just graduated. Name's Scamp by the way." Scamp replied, not quite sure what to say, and was at a loss for words.
The other dog giggled a little bit at the fact that she had made it up and the pup had fallen for it. "Well, my names Angel," she began. "And I'm sure you must know this move..." she continued as she leaped on top of a dumpster, onto a box, and finally landing on a trash can, tipping it over as she landed effortlessly on all for paws, shooting an intimidating look at Scamp.
"Slick move! I mean, uh, that's kids stuff." The grey furred pup blurted out, before recovering himself.
"Yeah right!" Angel snickered playfully.
Scamp felt the need to prove himself, so he attempted Angel's move, however, with far less grace. He hopped on top of the dumpster, but almost fell off and had to pull himself back up. He then, hesitated jumping to the box, calculating his leap, he landed but fell off into a trashcan without a lid, tipping it over but leaving him inside to fall out with the trash.
Angel giggled as she watched Scamp dizzily roll out of the can. "You've got your own style don't ya tenderfoot?" she giggled and helped him up. Scamp stared at Angel's shapely physique, with his short, grey tail wagging. Angel's blushed for a moment while Scamp checked her out. "Well, here's one move I'm sure you can get down." She said with a playful growl.
Scamp opened his mouth to say something but was stopped when Angel pounced on him sending Scamp on his back with Angel on top of him, licking his face with her back end perfectly situated on his doghood. Her petite, slightly swelled and wet vagina brushing against Scamps dick. He felt it grow and harden, while Angel licked and swapped spit inside Scamp's gaping mouth.
"Angel! Oh Angel! What are you...?" Scamp managed to murmur with a mouthful of Angels tongue. She began to rub herself on Scamp's sheath, not being penetrated, but sort of massaging and masturbating her clit on it.
Scamp scooted up and thrusted, plunging his doghood into Angel's waiting hole. She murred loudly and Scamp howled.
"Oh Angel!" he moaned, using his front paws to slide her up and down his cock, Angel laying flat against him, pushing herself back and forth. Angel felt Scamp speed up, and start humping, his balls banging against her thigh.
"Scamp!" Angel cried, feeling the pup shoot a small amount of seed into her. She rolled off of him, tongue hanging out of her panting mouth as a few drops of cum dripped out of her. She got up on her back legs and placed her front paws on the brick wall of the building, standing somewhat upright. She beckoned to Scamp, whom was licking up her mess on the ground, with her left paw to come over for more.
Scamp obeyed, after all, he was taught by his master to never disobey an order. He mounted her and fumbled around with his dick, finally finding Angels opening, he slid it in and listened to Angel yip in pain and pleasure. He licked her cheek to assure her it was okay, she closed her eyes and Scamp humped her from the rear, pushing Angel against the wall with every shove. Angel murred, which scamp could barely hear over the squishing sound of his dick squeezing its way into Angel's vagina.
Scamp heard her moan so loudly it echoed off of the ally walls and felt a small spurt of clear liquid flow from far up in her body and onto his doghood. Scamp pulled out and fell onto the ground, the small amount of seed his puppy cock could produce shooting onto Angel's exhausted face, which she promptly licked up the salty goo. Scamp licked up his mess, dizzy, disorientated, and lost in the euphoria of his climax. A few moments had gone by, he looked up, expecting to see Angel eager for more, but instead she was nowhere to be found. Scamp stood up and began searching for her, but she was gone. Scamp looked at the fence and saw a small trail of fluid leading up the box, on the top of it and a few splattered drops on the sidewalk.
FIN