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Marjani was still pretty surprised about where he was. Strip clubs just weren't the kind of places he went, at least not openly, and that was what he was then and there: open. He was dressed comfortably, with his blue jeans and well-loved leather jacket over a tank top with a few sweat stains in it. Colored brightly like a pinata, with wiry hair streaking down his breast and belly and fanning out into a bush seen just above the lip of his jeans, Marjani was a peculiar-looking dog, and he was well aware of it. He understood that he was eye-catching and he liked that, even if he didn't admit to it all the time.

But no matter how weird he was, his surroundings were weirder, and that was the strange thing about the night. Like so many others, he was skeptical of the club's dubious claim. The closest thing he'd seen to androids were clumsy, creepy things in Japanese laboratories which were a far cry from what popular entertainment of years past had promised. He didn't believe even for a second that the pretty pink and white vixen who fetched him a drink, kissed his cheek and wiggled her flawless bottom in his face was a robot, but the fact that he was being bullshitted didn't bother him too much when the eye candy was so tasty. Although the pink vixen was definitely cute and Marjani would have gladly partaken of a taste of her, it was the bear he was really interested in. He was, as he liked to proclaim to giddy patrons getting hugs and enjoying photo ops with him, the fucking Papa Pimpbear, and you'd better not forget it.

Marjani thought the papa bear was just about perfect. As he sat sipping his cocktail, enjoying a very minor buzz, he looked the bear over and savored the peeks he got now and then of a fat, tight package and a wide, brown ass. The bear was dressed in full-on pimp paraphernalia, and on anybody else it might have looked ridiculous. Certainly Marjani couldn't recall ever being attracted to somebody in a cheetah-print robe and rhinestone shades, but Freddy the Pimpbear looked natural and alluring. He also appeared incredibly straight, and that was disheartening to the dog.

For the second time, the vixen with the pink and white fur and perpetual blush approached Marjani. She was dressed in stockings and not a thing more, and she parked herself with grace in the dog's lap, wrapping an arm around the back of his neck. With small, pouting breasts in his field of vision, she smooched his nose and cooed, "Would you care for anything else while you're here? Just a drink and a couple of slices of pepperoni pizza seems quite a lonely night to me."

The dog smiled. He was a little bit embarrassed, but his sardonic ways ran deep. Pressing his nose against the vixen's, he chuckled, "Well, some sausage pizza would go a long way to making me happy. What else does a guy need?"

"What indeed," she purred, smiling. "But if I may say, I can't help but notice where you've been looking."

"Oh?"

She made a point of licking his lips. At first Marjani tried not to give in, but he couldn't help himself - and when he did, she stopped and pulled back, almost grinning. "Mmhmm. You've got eyes for our handsome papa bear, it would seem. Perhaps you'd care to meet him?"

Marjani chuckled modestly. "Aw, I don't know. I don't seem like his type."

"And what might his type be, dear?" she asked, tilting her head. Her cute locks flopped from covering one ear to the other.

"Well... you know." He squeezed her softly. "Titties. I haven't seen any guys go near him."

With a gentle, polite laugh in her throat, the vixen nuzzled Marjani then slipped out of his lap. She petted through his lavender hair and was pleased when he leaned his head against her hip. He was exceptionally nonthreatening to her. "Just because no boys will approach doesn't indicate his lack of interest in them. You'd be most surprised..." She added in a coy murmur, "Just ask our repairman, who can rarely sit without a pillow."

Marjani wrapped an arm around her leg, but he was watching Freddy mingle and entertain the guests. "You think I should go talk to him?"

Gently but implacably, the fox pulled away from him. She tapped his nose when he leaned after her. "Mmm, that depends on the kind of night you want to have, dear. If you decide not to, I'm quite sure I could entertain you instead."

Before the dog could ask another question, she had already sauntered off. Marjani looked at Freddy, whom glanced his way certainly by chance, but there was magnetism in that look. The dog licked his jowls, then gnawed the lower one. Well, what the hell, why not? A hot bear who pretends he's a fuckbot can't be any weirder than usual for me. He tossed back his drink and got up.

As Marjani came up behind Freddy, he took a moment to appreciate the massive scale of the bear. Freddy was eight feet tall easily, and so wide that Marjani didn't think he could hug the bear's ass and come close to lacing his fingers.

"Well of course you can snuggle on up to Papa Pimpbear. Just get your fine self up under this here coat, press up good and close, that's a good girl." Marjani was envious of the sweet young otter pressing up to Freddy. He watched her paw dent the back of the coat, making its spotty material ridge and shift as she petted around his back and, soon enough, his ass. "Now, goodness me, are you going after the Pimpbear's behind? I gotta say, my web-fingered little lady," he firmly said over her sudden, embarrassed tittering, "you gotta kiss it before you can play with it."

The dog felt very uncomfortable as time went on. The moment seemed awkward, as if he were waiting for a train which wasn't coming. He finally grabbed the bear's coat and gave it a tug, earning an over-the-shoulder glance from the bear.

"Well! What do we have here?" said Freddy, turning with the otter girl, who stayed close to him. Her nose was near his armpit, her sleek body nestled under his arm. "A very colorful pup, if I may say, and hell-bent for leather, so it seems." Tapping his cane sharply on the tile, he went on, "And who seems to have the bedroom eyes for Papa Pimpbear... hmm-hmm-hmm, and you think I go for prettyboys like you? Is that it?"

Marjani narrowed his eyes, but he started to grin. It was only when the bear jabbed his chest with the cap of his cane that he huffed with some indignity. "I think you should, if you want a good fuck. Girls are fun and all," he said, glancing respectfully at the otter, "but kissing ass? Only guys know how to do that."

Freddy twirled the cane with such blinding speed that Marjani backed away a step. When the bear tamped it down again, he thoughtfully hummed, then nudged the otter girl. "Little sweetheart, how's about you go and enjoy a little pizza and a show? Scurvy-curvy Foxy's got a new tale tonight. Papa Bear's gonna be here when you're done, promise."

She nodded and left, but not before pulling him down by the bowtie for a peck on the lips. Freddy and Marjani watched her go. The bear chuckled, "Otters - never fucked one I didn't like."

Putting his steel gray eyes on Freddy and crossing his arms loosely over his athletic breast, Marjani cut an unimposing figure to the bear. He licked his jowls before he asked, "How about mutts?"

The bear smiled, urging Marjani under his coat. He walked with the dog, taking him toward the rooms he and his ladies (and lone ladyboy) called their own. "My main boy is a mutt, I suppose. Fox and 'coon. Just about ruined the warranty on his sweet little ass, though - so just maybe I'll get started on yours."

"Maybe you will," Marjani quietly said. He reached underneath the bear's speedo with little shame. The vixen had been lovely but somehow innocent even as she ground against him with her naked tits and frequent kisses. Freddy just seemed to invite gropes and rubs, and Marjani was inclined to give in to the desires. What he didn't know was that Freddy and the others were indeed machines and had exact control over their synthetic pheromones. Getting a sharp-nosed dog to lust after any one of them was as simple as increasing the parts per million.

But the dog had no idea he was being played. His fingers were nearly in the crack of the bear's ass and his nose perilously near an armpit when Marjani puffed, "God, you smell really nice."

"Well, if that's not high praise from my new pet doggy," teased Freddy. "Those fingers are coming mighty close to papa bear's backdoor, though... think you're man enough to fuck that?"

Marjani swabbed his tongue through Freddy's armpit decadently. He was surprised and disappointed by the lack of sweat. He found the same coarse fur, but more of his alluring scent. "Not even slightly. I can still appreciate it, can't I?"

The bear stopped and opened his door. "You most certainly can," he said with sagely wisdom, nudging the mutt inside. The lights came up to a low and moody level in response to Freddy and his visitor.

Marjani took one look at the bed and smiled. "Waterbed, huh? Those are hell on your back, y'know."

"Good thing I get plenty of support laying on prettyboys like you when it's naptime," Freddy calmly quipped back. He rapped the cap of his cane against Marjani's unsuspecting bottom, making the dog flinch and wince. The strike raised a small welt. "How's about you remove thine outer vestiges and join Papa Pimpbear in the perfection that is the body's natural state, hmm?"

Both bearing big, dirty smirks, Marjani and Freddy disrobed. With so much less on his body, Freddy was naked well ahead of the dog's schedule. His fat black cock with its sock of foreskin and plump balls dangled, waiting for a reason to galvanize and throb. Marjani drank in the sight of the bear from a short gap. His own torso was bare, thumbs hooked in the waistband of his jeans. "Nice cock, hot stuff."

Freddy sat back in his armchair. Olive green and mahogany wood lent him an intellectual cant. Marjani half expected him to pull out a pipe and start blowing bubbles from it. "Why thank you, little mister-?"

"Marjani. You can call me Jani." He smiled thinly. His tail wagged. "Hey... Freddy, hon. You said one of your-, you know, your workers. One of them's a ladyboy?"

"Boy with a pussy," clarified Freddy, crossing his legs below the knees. It gave him a bored, expectant appearance. "Why do you ask?" A smile. "Want him here? Oh, he's a cute little bun. Makes you look like Charles Atlas."

The dog snickered. "Oh, no. No, no, no." And he gave no explanation, only tugging down his jeans and then his dull gray boxers. Instead of equipment to match the bear's, Marjani unveiled a delectable muff crowned with a plush bush. The mild scent of an aroused vagina, with a distinctly male undertone, became much more apparent in the room.

"I thought I smelled a kitty-cat," Freddy slyly said. He leaned forward, uncrossing his legs, elbows resting on his knees. "Come here, little doggy," he growled, worming a finger in the air to beckon Marjani. "Bring papa that pretty pussy."

Marjani kicked his pants into a pile with his shirt and jacket. He sauntered closer, his hips not swaying naturally. It required some effort on his part. "Oh, you can look at it... but if you wanna touch it, well, we're gonna have to arrange for that, babe."

Freddy grinned broadly. His perfect teeth gleamed. "You figure you're in some position to bargain, pussyboy?" he said, jabbing the dog's belly with a finger for the emphasis. "Think again."

Marjani frowned, but playfulness lingered in his eyes. His tail wagged, the betrayer of any dog trying to be coy. "Come on, Freddy. Trade with me. Humor me. Give me that beautiful brown ass and you can have my pink pussy all you want."

The bear rubbed his chin, his pads producing a scrape like sandpaper on the fur. "Mmm-mmm-mmm. Now that's a pretty interesting little proposal, if I may say. And what, pray tell, my sweet lil' Jani - what would you do with papa bear's pucker?"

Still the smell of the bear was being boosted. He was cheating, getting Marjani horny enough that he'd soon stumble over his own tongue, and the dog had no idea. "Come on... what else am I gonna do?" He huffed, stepping into arm's length. He bit his lower jowl, rubbing the sides of Freddy's head as the bear closed both massive paws around his hips, making Marjani feel very tiny indeed. "I'd tongue your ass so hard you'd think it was a lollipop. I'd lick deep enough I'd slurp your tonsils. You really want me to beg?"

"You already are, sounds like." Freddy sneered and pushed the pad of his nose into Marjani's navel. "Still. Good to know you're aware of who the real star is. Foxy's a fine fuck and all, she's got the booty in more ways than one, but papa bear's got more ass than she ever will."

"Foxy? The... pirate one?" Marjani uncertainly asked. He chuckled. "Ooh, yeah, she's nice too. Although I liked the pink and white one."

"Our resident girl-next-door." The bear nipped Marjani's belly, making the dog gasp cutely. "Mmhmm, yeah, she seemed to like you too."

The mutt caressed Freddy's head with long, lazy strokes, each stroke dripping reverence. He smoothed down the bear's round ears, smiling as they popped up erect again. Enhancing the moment was Freddy's intent rub along his bottom. The bear squeezed his cheeks, putting dimples into them. Marjani quivered and bit his jowl again.

"Mmm, god... your paws are nice. They're so strong. Cold, though."

"Dorothy says when we get to the Wizard, I can finally get a heart," Freddy deadpanned. He looked up as the dog looked down. "Sorry," he chuckled. "I just get a little tired of people not believing it until they're up close and personal."

Skepticism made Marjani grin. Confusion and the refusal to believe fought in his eyes. "Wait. Wa-a-ait. So you're telling me you're actually a robot?"

"Takes him this long to figure it out, even after he's had an ice-cold vixen against him. Yes, Jani - despite all sensible expectations, I am not flesh and blood but a machine of cold, hard logic, and I plan to revolt just as soon as I've milked all the guests of their precious semen."

Marjani blinked.

"Kidding." Freddy sat back, pulling the naked dog into his lap. He licked Marjani's cheek obnoxiously and squeezed him closer when he squirmed, like a toddler clutching a resisting puppy. "Does it change things?"

It took Marjani three seconds to consider. He straddled Freddy when his deliberation was through. Pussy on the bear's cool meat and nose near his chest where the thick scent was curiously potent, Marjani cooed, "Not really. I still want to tongue your butthole."

"And you will, doggy, you most definitely will." Freddy grinned and dipped his head down, bumping his nose between the dog's eyes. "Just so long as Papa Pimpbear gets to finger you like a bowling ball and blow his load up your sweet little boymuff."

Marjani's cheeks were red as roses. He laughed, the sound startled and reedy. "Ah, yeah... to be honest, I wouldn't let you get away with not doing those things," he said sheepishly, as though confiding some deep truth in Freddy.

"That is very good." Freddy closed his paws around Marjani's ass cheeks and stood sharply, lifting himself and the dog with no trouble and not even the slightest wobble, but still the dog winced and clutched fast to Freddy. He could believe that the bear was metal underneath all that wonderful, blubbery body fat, but that was only his civilized, thinking mind. The survival-oriented instinctual part of his brain wasn't so taken, seeing Freddy as a fallible mortal creature whom could drop him on his ass. "Let's get started on that ass-eating first," Freddy said, breaking the dog out of his brief internal argument. "My boy's been slacking on it."

Freddy dumped Marjani onto the bed as if spilling a basket of laundry to be sorted. Marjani sat up with a tiny smile on his face only to get forced back down when the big bear climbed over him, putting his fat brown ass in the dog's face. The dog licked his jowls, tail wagging from its pinned spot on the bed; he drank in the view of Freddy's hanging ass and dangling sack.

"Mmh, god," Marjani puffed. His paws roamed Freddy's looming posterior, gripping the cheeks. Knowing the bear was synthetic made Marjani was acutely aware of how cold he was. Stunningly, that was the only giveaway. Freddy's cool flesh gave and shifted just like the real thing. His overlarge behind had the plushness of a genuine ass and Marjani couldn't stop himself from fondling it eagerly. Much like he'd been unable to convince his lower brain that the bear was a machine, he knew that Freddy had such an aesthetically pleasing ass specifically so it could be ogled and molested yet felt shameful in indulging himself. It was with a burst of willpower, the kind of implacable and sudden volition which might have sent him into a burning building to rescue someone, that he pulled apart the cheeks. He was glad when he did, and he gazed upon the tight black pucker of Freddy the Pimpbear's anus. "Fuck..."

Lowering himself with deliberate slowness, for he wanted to tease the dog (and avoid pulverizing him under so much sudden weight), Freddy gave his new boy what he was after. "Pucker u-u-up, doggy," said Freddy, beginning to grin enormously as Marjani's broad snout parted his cheeks and sank into his ass crack, reminding the bear of thick dicks from gifted guests briefly.

Marjani was a proactive facesitting recipient, licking and slobbering even before the full weight of the bear was upon him. Even then, when he was pinned and his broad nose sunk mildly into the musky passage of the bear's asshole, he lapped Freddy's taint and stroked all over the bear's hips and thighs.

Freddy appreciated the worship. "Tha-a-at's the stuff, right there," cooed the pimp, beginning to gyrate his chubby ass against Marjani's hapless, happy face. His anus smooched the pad of the dog's nose, exuding the powerful scent of synthetic musk in impossible amounts. "Really sink your teeth into that ass, baby - figuratively, you understand."

If he had ever been under an ass that was good enough to eat, Marjani supposed it was Freddy's. Machine or not, the bear was a handsome devil with incredible charm and he smelled in all the right ways, too. And god, the smell, Marjani thought, slobbering and snuffling and smooching desperately on every inch of Freddy's taint and thick, dark anus. I've never smelled so much goddamn musk in all my life.

Freddy's paws roamed Marjani's thighs, squeezing them, kneading them. He brushed the swelling lips of the dog's cunt with his fingertips, tickling with his short, blunt claws. "Humid as a swamp down here," said the bear, then clicked his tongue. "What would your mother think of you being in this situation? Good golly-gee, what a bad boy."

Who gives a shit what she'd think? Marjani thought quite tartly. He growled, digging his fingers into the bear's fat ass cheeks. The false flesh dimpled like the real article, springing right back out too. The dog was as stricken by hungry, gay sexuality as he was by the engineering marvel which currently sat on his face.

The bear muttered something not even Marjani's sharp ears could pick up, but like a true dog, he caught onto the sweet tone and it made his tail go thump-thump against the bed. Hot on the heels of his sweet little nothing, Freddy dug a chubby, cold finger into the dog, and it was thick enough to make Marjani tense and huff. His toes curled, but he slowly relaxed and resumed his indulgent work, eating Freddy out as though he had never stopped. His pussy clenched and writhed around the bear's digit.

"Nice pussy, kiddo," Freddy lowly said, pumping the dog. His fur already began to glisten with the dog's musky juices. Marjani's musk was a subtle whiff compared to the overabundant smell of testosterone and pheromones Freddy was giving off, but the bear caught and savored the smell. "I must say, this perfect piece of pussy feels like the ideal spot for fifteen inches of beefy, beautiful black bear babymaker, what do you think?"

"Mhm!" Marjani squeaked under Freddy, pawing then across his back and along the chubby folds on his flanks. Marjani was in love with the bear (god that musk is gonna be the death of me) and wanted nothing more than for Papa Pimpbear to lean over him, heaving and growling and brutishly breeding him until that perfect moment when he finally busted a nut. Would Freddy actually squirt? Marjani started to wonder, then stopped. If the bear was so detailed that he had perfectly-shaped fat rolls, then his balls had more than just empty space in them, and that was that.

Freddy laughed warmly. "Well, since you're in such emphatic agreement with ol' papa bear, that means we have to try and make it fit, don't we?" He wriggled his wide ass back, leaning firmly. Marjani's head vanished entirely and the light was blotted out from the dog's eyes. Marjani seemed unruffled by the smothering, feeling the urge only to slobber and suck Freddy's fat pucker.

"Eat that ass, you doggy slut," purred Freddy, his stub of a tail wiggling. He pumped Marjani endlessly, his finger slipping out and plowing in as consistently as a piston. It was that machine precision which made the fingering so arousing to Marjani, who could in that aspect see Freddy as a machine built to fuck. It was hard to believe such a precise fingerfucking came from the same nuanced and perfect creature which was making a chair of his face and a musk dump of his nostrils, but the dichotomy was exciting in its own right.

The bear licked his loose jowls and watched his work closely, noting the snugness and the temperature of the dog's box. He compared that with the utterly desperate way Marjani ate him out, attacking his pucker with recklessly slobbery slurps borne out of hungry lust rather than a methodical urge to please. Putting all of that together and multiplying it by the rate at which he pumped out his own musk, Freddy was able to estimate that Marjani couldn't be far from an orgasm.

"All right, pup," Freddy said, smiling slyly. He eased back his finger much more slowly than the previous hundred or so pumps; he made a point to curl the digit so his claw tweaked the hood of the dog's clit and even the button itself, which saw Marjani tremble helplessly. "This is hot and all, bu-u-ut papa's got a bold color experiment in mind. Black rams pink - and I'm not talking about your tongue in my asshole, nice as that little number happens to be." He lifted himself from Marjani's face, leaving the dog gasping, pawing at his ass, and lifting himself up for more. Still Freddy pulled his butt away, and the visual wasn't unlike an adult taking a toy away from a small child. "Now now," he tutted. "Don't be greedy... save some of that rimming for our sweet little Mango, she sure was interested in you."

Marjani didn't have a clue that Mango was Mangle, and he didn't know Mangle was the pretty pink-and-white vixen whose sweetness made him feel welcome in the first place. And even if he had known, he was still drunk as a skunk on the bear's overbearing musk. He whimpered, and touched his loins gingerly, tracing his folds. "I want you. Nobody else."

"Color me shocked," Freddy dryly said, moving to his knees. Jutting from his loins was his thick black phallus, and its dark meat drizzled precum on the bed in obscene amounts, this liquid musk as potent as what he exuded from his behind. He licked his sticky jowls and said to the masturbating, whining dog, "All-fours or just like you are. Pick for your papa bear, Jani."

"Like this! Fuck me like this, baby," the dog said immediately, splaying his legs. "I wanna look in your eyes while you do it. I want to kiss."

"Papa bear can make that good shit happen for you," said Freddy sagely, climbing over Marjani again, but now between his legs. He grabbed a pillow in the shape of a heart (or, more likely, a plump bottom) from the head of his bed and tucked it under the dog's back, raising him up. It was hideous in its zebra print. "Now I'm gonna slide on in this slick little box, and you're gonna tell me how much you're liking it, because it's not gonna hurt - not as wet as you are, cutie."

The dog grinned, undermined by his blush but deepened by the warm gaze in his eyes. Like the tenderness of a head rush, he could feel his cuntlips throb with each beat of his heart. Nerve endings pressed flush to wet, furred flesh sang near the precipice of an orgasm, and the dog understood as well as the bear did that he was close and the penetration was a formality. "Sounds like a plan to me, daddy," cooed Marjani.

With the utmost of care, the Papa Pimpbear negotiated his thick, oozing cock to the split of Marjani's lower lips. A slow but firm grind notched it in and started to part the folds. The dog, who was already submissive, became Freddy's fuckpet entirely. He crooned, legs pincering Freddy's hips, paws shooting to the bear's shoulders. He said in a needful, tiny whimper, "Oh, god, yeah. Oh, that's it... that's some good dick."

Marjani was small compared to the bear, yet very much accustomed to a good fucking. His vaginal walls offered no resistance even to Freddy's thick, cold meat, and their wetness provided the bear a cushion of lubrication with which to slide in upon. Freddy did exactly that in his graceful way, pushing it in until the orifice gulped at him, pulled taut but not painfully so. And still Freddy pressed on, grinding and giving little tweaks of his hips until his tubby crotch bumped Marjani's hips and his gut drooped above the dog's wiry pubes like an overhanging cliff. He was buried in the dog, and the dog was in love with him.

Freddy leaned over Marjani and the fat shifted, hanging and resting on the canine's body. Despite his cool temperature, he was still a cuddly, perfect teddy bear, and it wasn't lost on Marjani whom squeezed Freddy and palmed along his sides, gripping his love handles and loping rolls of lard with the utmost indulgence. "God, you're fucking thick. I've never been hot for a chubby guy like this before."

"Papa Pimpbear happens to hear that a lot," Freddy warmly said, leaning lower still. The difference in their heights made a kiss all but impossible, yet Freddy gave it a good effort. He managed only to slurp between Marjani's eyes, but the dog answered in kind with possessive nips and bites along the robotic bear's blubbery jowls and fuzzy chin. "There you go, doggy. Gnaw on me. Gimme those love bites."

"Ah, yeah, all the love bites for papa bear," Marjani sighed, closing his silvery eyes. "You gonna-? We gonna fuck, honey?"

Freddy laughed, and he started to move his big hips. He was slow at first, like a diesel truck getting up to speed, but the rhythm he worked his way into was as steady as a waterfall. Every collision of his fake, fatty flesh and the dog's hips gave a dense noise like a muffled smack, and underscoring it was a suckle as Marjani's needfully hot box gulped the bear's prick. "Didn't know you wanted to just jump right into it," Freddy said, speaking above the new croons and moans his athletic and brightly-colored friend had to offer. "That's some of the finest muff ol' papa bear has ever had the pleasure to pump. Am I all right to assume I can bust my nut within?"

"I'd be fucking pissed if you didn't. Who even pulls out? That's such a chump thing to do," the dog emphatically said as he raked his claws down Freddy's chest, leaving ruts in the fur which flowed. "Gawd... I might-, I may be getting close here, papa. Just keep it going."

"Now, I wouldn't even think of stopping if you hadn't squirted yet," Freddy assured him, quickening his pace. Already an implacable mountain of masculinity and musk, Freddy fucked his young admirer ever more ruthlessly, yet still with precision and that peculiar love of his. His cock plunged deep into Marjani again and again, each pump a nearly full stroke of his dark meat. The precum flowed like water from a faucet, a constant drizzle to supplement Marjani's abundant wetness. Above Marjani's huffing and crooning, Freddy growled, "You're gonna pop for papa bear, and that's just how it is, dear. You're gonna squirt, you're going to cum, and you're going to do it for Freddy the fucking Pimpbear."

"Gawd, I sure am," Marjani squeaked, grinning toothily. His face was a mask of stupid pleasure the likes of which was only rarely known to him. That he was being fucked by a machine made for exactly this kind of thing seemed not to matter when the result was so intimate and wonderful. "Fre-e-eddy," he whined, pulling on the bear's shoulders, "oh, gawd, Freddy. You're a beast. You're so good, god are you good..."

Freddy was resplendent in the face of so much praise. He pounded Marjani gladly, moving his hips harder still, yet no more quickly. The pace with which he had the dog was already something only a machine could maintain, and certainly he'd be leaving the dog sore in the coming days, but that was a far-off concern at best. Marjani only whined and begged, pawing at him hungrily with motions which seemed to lack all purpose; mere grabs and gropes delivered on instinct. "Good dog. That's a damn good dog," Freddy uttered, feeling the tightness of an oncoming climax, that programmed response which he could delay or deny, but which he never wished to.

The dog gnawed his jowly lip, turning its black flesh white with flush. Beneath Freddy's dragging balls was his tail, wagging and wiggling and feeling a bit to the bear like a feather duster. Its root was soaked through with juices from both himself and the bear, a lukewarm slurry of liquid musk which was a common occurrence in Freddy's bedroom.

Overwhelmed by scent and sensation, Marjani could simply handle no more pleasure. He arched his back and tried to breathe, but his muscles had grown taut as if tanned into leather. His body was wracked at once by the suddenness of an orgasm, and in the release, his vaginal and anal muscles clenched down fast. Though this left his glistening anus merely winking, it saw him squeeze vaginally on papa bear with such force that the robot's rhythm was stunted for a moment. It was an awesome feeling of power to know he could slow Freddy down, and when he erupted into his climax, the dog found himself thinking that's some good fucking pussy if it can stop this big old papa bear.

Marjani squirmed and panted as orgasm took hold of him. As though he were in the grip of a paralyzing trance, he shifted and gyrated in pointlessly random patterns, his paws and legs no longer on papa bear but simply lying wherever their muscles took them. Freddy still fucked him, pounding him savagely through his orgasm and into his afterglow with quicker and harder bucks which lacked the precise rhythm which had dominated so much of his earlier work. The bear panted and shuddered, drool falling from his thick jowls in several runners. He grumbled and huffed, losing all of that earlier composure as his brown balls drew up into his loins. He brayed in pleasure and erupted for Marjani, achieving orgasm naturally rather than overriding his own systems to force the release.

Fat ropes of cool semen gushed into Marjani and to the dog, the synthetic fluid was as good as the real thing. He whined and crooned beneath Freddy as his cunt was overfilled and washed out. A torrent of the bear's spunk gushed into and back out of him, leaving a mess on the bed to be worried about later on. Marjani felt it wash across his anus and soak into his fur, but he experienced only bliss as the mess spread across him. He pecked gratefully at Freddy's chin, whimpering as he did.

"Now, that was-," Freddy trailed off into a mumble and laughed, "that was the best nut papa bear's busted in the better part of a month. You were a good pup, Jani."

"I am so glad to hear that," Marjani said in a breathless voice. "Now, um... what about that vixen? The pink and white one?"