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I grumbled, reaching down to scratch my itchy belly right where the fur gave way to smooth skin. Who knew pregnancy could be so annoying? Well, Ida, I guess. She was even further along than me, her German Shepherd belly stretched wide with a litter full of Spike's six puppy mutts. She was a couple weeks ahead of Vera, and Vera was a couple weeks ahead of me. Three dogtaur cousins, all pregnant with feral pups.

Vera was busy with her boyfriend, Christer, but I'd taken to hanging out with Ida. Together, we got half as many total taunts about being bitches in heat or mindless sex machines. It wasn't fair! I hadn't meant to be with Star anymore than Vera had intended to be with Bullseye.

But the taunts at Ida rolled off her back like water off a duck. She just nodded in agreement whenever anyone called her "dogfucker". When I'd first heard my cousin was pregnant, I assumed it was a terrible accident, but Ida told me straight up she _meant_to lift her tail for Spike and that she didn't regret it. She didn't seem to mind her huge belly and swollen, dangling dog teats, and she didn't care about the way people looked at her.

We were sitting around drinking Snorange drink on the back porch when I found out just how much Ida had started to own her "dogfucker" title. I knew she claimed she liked it with Spike, but I didn't know how much until she said, "Well, I gotta get ready for the afternoon shift."

"I can't believe you actually walk dogs for a living, Ida. With all the rumors swirling around us?"

"Klara," she said simply. "Those rumors are true."

"I know, I know. Me too," I said, lying on my side and patting my pregnant belly. "Kind of hard to hide it. But won't people think you're only interested in walking dogs because...you know?"

She perked up her ears, her black tail wagging. "Those are the rumors I was talking about." She glanced both directions around the yard and whispered, "I let the dogs. Morning and afternoon, if they're up for it."

"You what!?" I squealed, hand to my mouth.

Ida shushed me. "I don't want my parents to know!"

I froze. Quieter, I said, "You seriously...uh...sleep with them?"

She gave me a dopey grin. "I know you didn't really _want_it to happen, but didn't it feel good? The way they move? Their devotion? They don't have any stupid societal hang-ups, and they aren't nasty jerks either."

"You're kidding right? Why would they even be interested? You're already pregnant."

Ida shook her head. "That's why this gig is perfect. There are a couple bitches on my route that are intact. Mindy's this cute little Pomeranian that's in heat right now, and it doesn't take much to convince the males to sniff _me_instead. You haven't _lived_until you've tried Basset Hound."

"Ida!" I gasped. How could she speak so casually about this?

She just shrugged. "It's not like they can get me pregnant again. Why not enjoy myself? Are you telling me you haven't thought of Star again? Like that?"

"No! Star raped me, Ida. I know, he didn't know any better, but I hated it."

"Uh huh."

"I did!"

Ida just shook her head. "Vera blushed and told me that she couldn't help it - when Bullseye knotted her, she came. Didn't you?"

I tried to hold back my blush, but it was too late. Ida said, "See! Why deny yourself that pleasure? There are plenty of dogs in this shithole town. You just need to convince one that you're in heat, and you've got basically the best fucking vibrator you'll ever have."

"Gross, Ida. I can't even believe you."

But what she said stuck in my mind like my mother's perfume. She was right, it _had_felt really good. And now that I was pregnant with septuplets, I was getting even _less_attention than usual from the guys in town. Other than taunts. As if that weren't bad enough, masturbating was significantly harder with my huge stomach in the way. I could _barely_reach my spade no matter how hard I tried to bend over.

My phone was my only relief - first for the pictures I could bring up, second for the vibration app. I used to spend my time looking at cute guys, usually humans. I used to have a crush on horses, but that was pretty much gone. Now, thanks to Ida, I found myself looking curiously at dogs. And not the two-legged kind. It's amazing the kinds of pictures you can find on the internet.

I'd never really gotten a good look at Star, but I'd imagined a Pit Bull for most of the time, so I found myself scanning doggie dick pics of white-and-black pits. Late at night while Mom and Dad and Elliot were all asleep, I was drooling over Dobermans, etching them into my mind before I slid the vibrating phone down between my legs. Thank goodness for the SeaLionSeal water-proof case, or my phone would have shorted out long ago.

I'd gotten so desperate, I'd started eyeing my neighbor's Rottweiler. He was always just beyond the fence, his stubby tail wagging. And it wasn't like the neighbors ever locked their gate. I could so easily lift the latch and let him into _our_yard. Half the time, they weren't even home to notice.

So one day, I did just that. Mofo was more than happy to follow a Golden Lab-taur into the next yard over, wagging and jumping and barking. I petted him and let him sniff me, and I looked him over. Good god, his _sheath_was huge. I could only imagine what his red rocket would look like. And his sizable balls were just right there. That little tail did nothing. Holding him by the collar, I slid my hand down his back, cupping those huge orbs. This poor animal was built for fucking, but his owners just kept him in the backyard, languishing.

He wasn't interested in me, though. Not in the way that I wanted. After sniffing my butt, he ignored my tail end, and as hard as I tried to rub his sheath to coax him out, there was nothing. Ida was right, I needed to borrow a bitch in heat to trick him. I kept swivelling my rump in front of him, lifting my tail and whining, but he wouldn't have any of it.

Trying and failing to tempt the dog only made me want him more. I'd turned into Ida, ready to offer myself to whichever mutt wanted me. I passed by dog parks longingly. I checked to see if the dog-walking company Ida worked for needed any more walkers. I even asked Elliot if his friend's dog Buella was in heat, to a confused denial from my sixteen-year-old brother.

I was just about to give up, with only a month left in summer, when opportunity knocked in an unexpected way. Ida was busy, but her sister Gwen came over to bake cookies with my mother. Gwen was your typical mousy 14-year-old girl wearing glasses and a T-shirt, except that her lower body was a German Shepherd like her sister. I could only imagine how hard school was going to be when summer ended. Her own sister was the laughingstock of the entire town. Good luck finding a good boy to date now.

The cookies only took about an hour and a half to make, and once she was done, Gwen came over to talk to me, politely, pushing her glasses up against her nose. "How's the...um...are the puppies?"

"Getting there, I guess. Not before school starts up. Your sister was lucky, there."

Gwen shrugged. "If you can call that lucky. I'm not even sure she _wants_to go back to school."

"What _else_would she do? She can't go to college after her junior year."

The German Shepherd taur just shrugged. "I think she thinks school'll be easier for me if she isn't in the same place. But with you and Vera..."

I nodded. "Pretty lose-lose. Those damned centaurs look down their little noses at us. They should get off their high horse. I'd like to see how they'd react if there were wild, horny stallions wandering the streets at all hours."

Gwen nodded. "It's not really fair. It's not like a housecat is going to overpower one of the kitties at school - though I'd like to see what they'd do if a cougar tracked them down on a hike."

"Meanwhile," I growled, "Our neighbors keep an unrestrained 'cougar' next door. The city at least ought to warn us."

"A what?"

"A Rottweiler. He's bigger than me."

"Oh...gosh," Gwen said, ears flat. "I never realized. Mom and Dad got a house out of town so there'd be fewer dogs around."

"Smart," I said, looking down. I didn't tell Gwen that I'd been ogling the big beast.

There was a pause in the conversation. Normally, Gwen would try to fill the silence, but something was definitely on her mind. "What is it?"

She cocked her head sheepishly and said, "Can - can we see him?"

I blinked. "Yeah, there's a table out there next to the fence. You can peek over it."

"I just...haven't really seen a dog up close before. But...with Ida, you know...there's gonna be a bunch of 'em soon."

I smiled. "You don't need to explain. Come on, I'll show you."

And so Golden Lab and German Shepherd taur headed out to the backyard. Gwen was still growing to her full size, and I was bigger than normal with my pregnant belly, but the old herb table was strong enough for both of us. Mom hadn't grown basil or mint in years, so there were just a few old pots. "Here, hop up," I said, taking care not to scrape my enlarged nipples as I climbed up.

Gwen peeked over the fence with me.

"Oh!" she gasped, when she saw Mofo. The Rottweiler was definitely bigger than her, and when he noticed us, the bored dog sauntered over, hopping and barking. He could really jump! He wasn't about to clear the fence though. Probably.

"Hi, Mofo!" I exclaimed. "Don't worry, he's not as scary as he looks. I've petted him before." I didn't explain exactly what I'd had in mind when I was petting him.

Gwen took a step back, as if worried that any part of her dangling over the fence would be lost to those powerful teeth. "Really? He's huge!"

"He's a pretty good dog, really. Despite the owner. He just doesn't know his own size."

"I don't know what I'd do if I lived near him," Gwen explained. "My parents always tried to make us afraid."

"Afraid of getting bit?" I wondered.

"No," she shook her head. "Afraid of getting embarrassed. Or worse, in Ida's case."

I shrugged. "No one's watching here to be embarrassed in front of. And you only have to worry about what happened to Ida and Vera and me if you're in heat. Otherwise, all Mofo wants is pets and attention."

Gwen shivered. "Then it's a good thing this fence is here."

I blinked. "Are you - ?"

"Yes," she nodded, staring down at the muscular Rottie. I had to wonder what Rottweiler/German Shepherd puppies would even look like. I glanced at Gwen to try to guess what she was thinking. I didn't _see_any attraction. Just nervous curiosity.

"Well, don't worry. He can't get in." I paused. Gwen_was my ticket in. If Ida was right, I could use Gwen's scent to lure Mofo to me! But I wasn't about to tell her about my plan. I looked around the yard for only a second before my eyes settled on the old tool shed. _Perfect. "Hey, Gwen? I want to show you something."

"Huh? Okay."

We hopped down from the table to whines and whimpers from the frustrated, horny dog. I could hear him jumping and colliding with the fence. Apparently he'd already picked up Gwen's heat. Now I had to come up with some excuse to get Gwen inside the shed for a while, and I didn't have a lot of time. We were already halfway there.

"There's an old box of Legos in there I haven't played with in years. I thought you might like it..." I tried.

"Legos!?" she exclaimed, picking up the pace. "You don't even know. I can make anything."

And so my plan came to perfect fruition as we spent the next hour inside the tight confines of the tool shed, pouring old Legos over the workbenches and building space ships and skyscrapers and pyramids. While our human noses didn't have particularly good sense of smell, even I could tell that Gwen was changing the scent. There was plenty of room for Mofo and me, and a nice solid door for privacy in case Mom came home early from her potluck. Now I just needed to get Gwen running back home and I could have a fun afternoon.

"Want a drink?" I asked.

"Sure. What should we build next?"

She wasn't getting my nonverbal cues that she should leave, so I hatched a plan. I was going to call Ida and see if I could get her to call Gwen back home for something. On my way back, I stopped at the table to check in on Mofo. Sure enough, he was still in the backyard, alone, excited to see me. My hands shook slightly as I gripped the edge of the fence, realizing what I was planning to do. I'd only had sex twice, once with Todd and once with Star, and I hadn't really meant to with Star. But now I was hoping to do it again for real.

The dog was already excited. He could smell Gwen from here, so I could only imagine what he would do once he was in the heat-blanketed shed with me. I saw my first glimpse of Rottie rocket, the eager canine scratching at the gate to get in. "Soon, boy. Soon," I said simply, before going into the house to prepare a couple sodas.

I pulled out my phone. The device had been such a good friend to me, but this was going to be its most helpful. "Ida?"

"Klara - what's up?"

"Hey. I like Gwen and all, but could you come up with some excuse to get her home? I've been playing Legos for like an hour."

Ida laughed. "She's a nerd, you know. But I can help you out."

That's when I heard her scream. Gwen yelled, "Help!" her muffled voice filtering into the house. Ida didn't hear it.

"Hold on, I gotta go," I stammered, turning off the phone.

I ran outside, not sure what had happened - until I noticed the gate to Mofo's yard. It was wide open, the latch busted open. Mofo! I ran to the tool shed, and sure enough, that's where he was. Gwen was cowering in the back of the shed with the Rottweiler blocking the entrance, wagging his stub of a tail. He was standing over the young taur now, sniffing.

"Gwen!" I gasped. "Don't move!"

The trembling girl was in no danger of moving. She was paralyzed! Her eyes were wide as the huge Rottweiler sniffed her, his nose quickly working its way to its goal. "Help..." was all she could say, in a hushed shudder.

She couldn't know that I'd planned to be in her exact position. I had to do something! The eager Rottweiler stood over the smaller dogtaur, shoving his snout right at the scent that had egged him on. I watched in horror as he pressed his nose right up against Gwen's black-skinned spade, inhaling.

She was fourteen, and well aware of what the dog was doing, though I had to seriously doubt she'd ever even been on a date. Not in a town like this. Her black-and-tan tail did nothing to stop the inquisitive animal as he shifted from sniffing to licking her engorged mound. Whining, she tried to push him away, but not only was she too weak, Mofo growled at her.

"Klara, he's going to hurt me if I don't..."

I reached for his collar, but sure enough, he growled and snapped at me. He wasn't going to let this one get away. Gwen yelped and said, "Don't! He'll bite us!"

"But if I don't..." I stammered. It was clear what would happen if I didn't intervene, because even now, the Rottweiler was back to lapping at Gwen's untried spade. She pressed herself to the ground, tears in her eyes as she could do nothing to stop Mofo from probing her pussy. She just whined and kept her tail aside, knowing what disobedience would cost. But did she realized what _obedience_would cost? "He'll knock you up!"

"Klara..." she whimpered.

This was all my fault. I should have realized Mofo might be a little...forward with a bitch in heat. He seemed so sure of himself, like he'd done this before. He started to climb over Gwen, who just trembled, waiting the inevitable.

"Get on your back, quick," I commanded.

"But -"

"Just do it!" I snapped, and that convinced her. With the Rottweiler still trying to mount, she spun in place, covering her chest with her hands, not out of embarrassment, since she was still wearing her T-shirt, but out of fear. Mofo snorted, annoyed, but he got another good whiff of her heat-swollen pussy. Taking a step back, the virile male took a nice, long look at the dogtaur, splayed out on her back in front of him, front legs tucked up against her torso, hind legs spread eagle, tail aside, her fat spade showing a bit of pink.

Licking his lips, he buried his muzzle once again in her sweet-smelling cunt. "Aaah!" she gasped, lying back as he ate her out in front of me.

I'd bought some precious time. Now, I had to somehow convince him to go after me, not her. That had_been the plan. But he obviously had a nose for this stuff, and my tight vulva wasn't going to be as convincing as I'd thought. I had to make _my pussy smell exactly like hers, and there was only one way to do that. While he was distracted, I backed myself up alongside him, my tail brushing up against hers. My head was level with Mofo's dick, which was throbbing and huge, just like I'd seen online. He would _demolish_Gwen. Then, once I was right alongside the Rottweiler, I, too, flipped onto my back.

"What...?" Gwen asked, panting now from the assault on her hypersensitive pussy.

"I'm trying to get him to change targets!" I explained.

Her face blanched, "But Klara...!"

"I can't just let him pump you full of puppies!"

She whined, but didn't protest, as I wiggled my rump flush with hers, our tails coiling. I slid myself spade-to-spade with my fourteen-year-old cousin, now inches away from the eager dog's muzzle. He just kept licking her, ignoring my plainly presented cunny. Still, if there were any way to convince him that I was also in heat, this was the way to do it.

"It's not...aaah!...working!" Gwen moaned, spreading her legs for the beast. "Oh God..."

Mofo seemed to think I was in the way, angled off to his side, so he stepped over me to continue_slorping_ up Gwen. My vision was suddenly full of Rottweiler genitals, his fat cock extending just beyond those full, firm balls. I whined, thinking he would keep ignoring me in favor of Gwen, but then I felt it. His fervent licks got bigger, starting from the tip of my spade and ending at the tip of hers. Nestled together, our vulvas were _both_getting plundered by Mofo's tongue. "Aaah!" I wailed. "There we go..."

He didn't seem to care anymore that my spade wasn't as swollen and I didn't offer the same alluring scent. He just enjoyed the soft, pliable flesh in front of him, gorging himself on the delicious platter. Gwen whined, "He's not going to be satisfied with this forever!"

I nodded. "Gwen, you've got to pull away now, and see if he'll focus on me..."

"But then he'll..."

"Just do it," I moaned. Should I tell her that this is what I'd be fantasizing about? That glistening dog dick just inches from my mouth?

Gwen squirmed backwards, our pussies no longer meshed together, and sure enough, the dog switched his attention over to me alone. I shuddered and gasped as his tongue slid wetly between my tight folds. The scent of heat filled the shed, so he must have assumed I was also in heat, despite my big belly. My golden tail _thumped_back and forth as he satisfied me in a way that my phone never could.

I still don't know exactly when my nightmares about Star had turned to fantasies. The neighbor's dog was a fine substitute for the father of my puppies, though. I knew that Gwen couldn't simply walk past us in the small building, so I had to go the extra step I'd been contemplating for weeks. I hadn't meant to do it in front of my teenage cousin, but I flipped over onto my belly and crawled out beneath the big dog. His nose followed my tail, turning around as I approached the shed door. He didn't have to be asked twice when the Golden Lab in front of him spread her legs and hiked her tail, vulva winking.

Gwen watched with wide eyes as Mofo mounted me instead of her, clambering onto my back and wrapping his paws around my yellow-furred waist. His muzzle reached all the way to my human back, his drool spilling onto my skin and fur. "Klara!" she yelped.

"Once he's in, try to sneak past us!" I yelped.

Gwen was on her four legs again, her hand covering her mouth, watching in a mix of fear and awe as the large Rottweiler pushed his hips forward. She could probably see his balls swaying back and forth, his bony tip pressing up against my nearly-virgin flesh. Better me than her. I tossed my head back and moaned, feeling the sharp thrust that mated me to him. He laid straight into me, humping and pumping, his stub-tail showing everything to the fourteen-year-old girl. My swollen nipples rocked back and forth with each heavy push. "Oh! Aaah!" I moaned, bucking back against the big beast of a dog.

I still had the moment Star claimed my virginity seared into my mind, and now I had another moment join in. Mofo was huge! I could barely hold my footing as the black dog grinded against me, his rock-hard dick pistoning back and forth. I was already dripping from his saliva (and my own arousal), my pussy yawning out with a wet _squelch_every time his flesh met mine. Every nerve ending in my spade trembled and sent shockwaves through my young body. While I'd been to shocked (and trying to cover it up) to fully enjoy the yellow lab who'd claimed my womb, I was panting and moaning like a slut right in front of Gwen.

"Oh!" she gasped from behind me. I looked over my shoulder to find the teenager crouched behind us, her eyes locked on my distorted cunny. "Are - are you okay?" she whined.

"Unngh!" I moaned. "It's okay, Gwen - just get out of here before..."

My sentence was cut off as Mofo leaned forward and rammed his cock all the way to the hilt, my vulva stretched to bursting as his big balls smacked against my rump. My canine body knew what to do, bouncing up and down and squeezing hard as he gave it to me. I could feel him growing inside me, and already he was larger than Star. He was probably tied, and only half-way to full. "Oh, God - harder," I moaned, before I could stop myself.

Gwen had been about to sneak by and go get help, I think, but when she heard that, she froze, her face a mix of fear and awe. She took a step back, ears flat watching me get fucked hard like an obedient bitch - and clearly wanting it. I stared back at her, face a full blush. I hadn't wanted her to know I _liked_it. Would she realize this was actually part of my plan?

My cousin watched with dropped jaw, my humps and moans no longer the sounds of a desperate savior. She knew I was just a needy dog-slut. "G-good boy...!" I gasped, realizing the jig was up. Gwen was holding her breath, her face beet red, and then I noticed clear fluid dripping down her legs. She was so wet she was leaking.

My tail was _thwumping_against the Rottweiler's side, and I slid my hands up under my shirt, tossing it to the side. Now I was completely naked, shivering as I rubbed and tugged on my aching breasts. They, too, were filling up with milk as I got closer my due date, and it felt so good to work my hands through them. "Fuck me, Mofo!" I gasped. "Ohhhh, knot me!"

I could feel him growing, my poor, unswollen pussy stretching painfully outward as I bulged around him. He was going to be stuck in me for at least fifteen minutes, so Gwen was safe whether she remembered to sneak out or not. I had other things to feel and think about than whether a fourteen-year-old was watching me get pounded to ecstasy. When I glanced back, I did notice that she had her own hands up under her shirt, rubbing her flatter chest in imitation.

"I'm gonna pop!" I gasped, whining, but of course, I didn't. My vulva had never been bigger, though. I couldn't see it, but I could _feel_the way I stretched to the point of almost tearing as the huge bulge at the dog's base finally sealed wetly in my trembling cunt. The panting, drooling dog started jabbing back and forth just an inch or two, buried right up against my sealed womb. He couldn't know that there was no vacancy - he thought he was knocking up a bitch. "Breed me!" I wailed, as if he could understand what I was saying.

Gwen was back to crouching, staring up at our turgid tie, her tail wagging. Whatever fear she'd once had was gone. She even reached forward and gripped Mofo's swinging balls. "I - I can feel him. Klara...he's gonna fill you up. I can't believe how stretched you got!"

In the moment there wasn't shame, only Mofo. I shuddered, "He's so good, Gwen...you've gotta try it!"

She whined. "I..."

I didn't care what I was thinking or saying anymore. "When he's done with me, he'll come for you. Just...let him!"

"But I..."

I shook my head. "No buts - you lift that little tail of yours and give yourself to him." I moaned, realizing he was getting really close now. He was jackhammering me, each thrust pounding my taur form painfully against my human torso. "He won't hurt you - I'll be here every step of the way."

"But I'm in heat!" she finally whined.

I managed to yip out "So what?" before I completely lost it, my pussy clenching hard around his fat knot as I came. My plan had worked. How I envied Ida in that moment, walking dogs every day. I yelped_and _whined, bucking up and down against the horny Rottweiler.

For his part, Mofo slammed all the way in, his throbbing cock grinding against my bloated womb before he dug his claws into my belly, growled, howled, and _erupted_inside me. His big, black balls shuddered as they pumped wave after wave into my vagina, doing what breeding stud was made for. But _my_pussy wasn't the one he was really after. Gwen whined and watched her upcoming fate, knowing that she wasn't going to be getting any more protection from me. I could barely breath as my body trembled, convulsing beneath the huge dog.

Still twitching inside me, Mofo quickly tired of my body. Content to seed me rump-to-rump, the canine turned around to stare at his _real_target. I just moaned, barely keeping my footing as I became just a warm hole for his tie. Did he even remember me back there? He was drooling and grinning at Gwen, still trapped in the shed with nowhere to hide.

"Klara, I'm not ready for this..." Gwen whined.

"Do you think I was?" I moaned, tail twitching. "Do you think you have a choice? Just turn around and show him what he's got in store. You won't have long to wait."

The fourteen-year-old whimpered, pushing her glasses up her face. She was still wearing her little T-shirt, but the part of her that mattered was just as naked. While the two of us watched, the young German Shepherd taur turned around to face the back table. Quivering, the virgin bitch in heat did as she was told, spreading her legs and lifting her tail to reveal her huge, swollen vulva, the y-shaped folds puffed out in exaggerated fashion, absolutely _dripping_from her own teenage arousal.

"Good girl," I said, still bucking up and down for Mofo. He seemed to realize he'd been grifted into breeding the wrong bitch, but now that he saw the pink peeking through Gwen's swollen spade he knew where he was supposed to be. Without bothering to check with me, he hopped forward, dragging me through the dirt. Before she knew what was happening, Gwen once again had that eager, forceful tongue up her cunt.

"Aaah!" she whined, pushing back against the Rottweiler's huge, thick tongue. "Oh, Klara, it's too much! I - I - can't...think...can't_breathe_."

The flustered girl was getting overwhelmed, and she was still far from the moment of Truth. I said, "Drop your hips a few inches..."

Confused, she did as she was told, bending her back legs just a bit. Mofo's eager licks could no longer easily reach her swollen cunt. He couldn't plunge his tongue deep inside her anymore. Well, at least not there. I hadn't planned it, but the Rottweiler wanted to probe the 14-year-old and so probe he did. Before I could see what was happening, he went for the only hole still in sight.

_Yip!_Gwen barked, as that huge tongue curled up and pushed straight into her untried rectum. "Mofo!" she gasped, in equal astonishment and awe. He didn't seem to care that her tasty heat was replaced, instead slobbering and gulping and sucking on her black cherry. Whatever I'd intended, the problem was solved - her oversensitive pussy was free to quiver on its own, while she enjoyed his new tongue bath. I saw her hands creep up to her small, budding breasts underneath her T-shirt as she moaned and pushed back against his eager licks.

I could feel his balls clenching up against my ass as he wasted so much cum on me. I was confident he'd be ready for Gwen anyway, but I felt bad for having stood in his way. Fourteen or not, she was in heat and that meant she needed a mate. She'd have to miss a bit of school, but at least she'd have good company.

I yelped when Mofo's eyes got bigger than his knot. Still tied to me, the Rottie pulled his tongue out of Gwen's sopping ass, licking his chops before he hopped onto her back. I was dragged backward by the spade almost a foot as he tugged my bulge, wrapping his paws around the trembling girl's hips.

"Oh God!" she whined, spreading her hind legs and shoving her tail aside like the obedient dogtaur she was. I never would have pegged the bookish teen for underage sex, but here she was. "Is he...?" she asked, her voice wavering.

"He's still in me," I groaned, especially as the dog started to hump his new bitch. My poor rump was dragged beneath him each time he humped forward against Gwen, pressing his hips against hers. With his dick otherwise occupied, he couldn't give Gwen what she wanted. What she needed.

I panted and groaned at this fresh wave of sensation pounding my engorged pussy. It's like he was fucking me all over again in his fruitless attempt to get at the German Shepherd. My poor, hypersensitive mound sent painful shockwaves down my body, and I did my level best to relax the tie and pull off of him. "Ow!" I yipped.

Gwen gulped, "Get off of him..."

Then, with a loud pop!_I fell forward onto my face, my bloated, gaping pussy spilling fresh puppy batter all over the floor of the shed. A thick rope of cum still stretched from the pointed tip of my spade to Mofo's big, swinging dick. I watched with awe as his cock swung forward, brushing up against Gwen's pussy, somehow leaving the thick glob attached to Gwen. For a few precious seconds, the two of us were connected, pussy to pussy, mine absolutely pumped full of cum, and her _about to be.

"Unngh, Klara," she panted. "This is...it, isn't it?"

"Yeah," I said, turning around and crouching beneath Mofo to watch. "He's going to make you his bitch and leave you with a belly-full of pups..."

"Klara!" she whined. "I want him...so much. But..."

Already, he was leaning forward, pressing his hips to her, cock surging as it searched for her fertile entrance. She was a bit shorter than me, but it wouldn't take him long. "But?"

"I'm...not ready for pups! I'm just fourteen!" she whimpered.

"Bit late for that now," I said, solemnly. I wasn't ready, and I was eighteen. You take what you're given.

"Nnnngh," she groaned, spreading her legs as she prepared for the worst. His bony tip was brushing up against her cunt now, just seconds from claiming her virginity. "No... no..." she panted, knowing it was useless.

She'd given in. She knew what was about to happen, and she didn't think anything could be done about it. There I was, watching from just a foot behind, horny and dripping with cum, and I wanted nothing more in the world than to watch my young cousin get her womb pumped full. But she didn't want it.

I wasn't the kind of person to selfishly watch a girl get raped pregnant just because it felt so fucking good. Who could do that? I wish I hadn't thought of it, but with my view, I couldn't help but notice her _other_cherry, still dripping with warm drool. Just as Mofo found his mark, his tip starting to pierce her trembling vulva, I reached forward and gripped him with my hand, shoving him upward.

With a heavy _thrust!_the Rottweiler slid into Gwen's tight pucker, spreading her ass apart. Her eyes went wide and she _howled_as her virgin asshole engulfed his huge cock. Thank God he'd lubricated her first! The German Shepherd taur curled her tail and dug her claws into the ground, pushing against the table lest she lose her footing.

If Mofo noticed the change, he didn't care. He grunted and groaned, pumping his fat cock beneath Gwen's tail. "Owwww," she moaned, her tunnel distending outward to fit the shape of the Rottweiler's dick. She was far too small for him, but she didn't really have a choice! His heavy balls _smacked_against her unused spade, making her whimper.

"Klara, why?" she winced, glancing back at me.

Face burning, I said, "So he wouldn't knock you up!"

"Yeah," she panted, digging her nails into the table in front of her. "But I need_him. My pussy _needs him! This feels...fine, but I'm so empty."

I felt really bad now. I just cock-blocked my cousin. She wasn't ready for puppies, but she was still planning to take them. Whining, I said, "I know what to do." Like that, I scooched underneath the mating couple, suddenly wishing the shed door were closed. If my mom got home and checked the shed, she'd see me on my back, my legs spread eagle and dripping with Rottie cum, then a perfect shot of their two rumps just a foot above my head, Mofo pounding the fourteen-year-old in the ass.No time to worry about that.

I leaned up with my mouth, hands on either side of Gwen's rump. I never would have thought of something like this if it weren't for all the stuff that had just happened. This morning, the idea that I would suck on my cousin's cunt? Ridiculous. But now she needed me. While Mofo slammed her against the table, I pressed my soft lips up against her trembling spade. While the dog's balls bounced against my chin, I curled my tongue up and into her, her drenched pussy parting easily.

"Ohhhhh..." she groaned, spreading her legs ever so slightly.

I licked harder, encouraged, pressing against her heat-swollen cunny. I couldn't compete with Mofo's earlier tongue-lashing, but I didn't need to. She was getting more than enough of the Rottweiler on her back, dominating her harder than ever. All she needed was the barest touch of pleasure to turn the slight pain into intense pleasure.

"Klara...Mofo!" she gasped, pumping her hips up and down. The thick rod in her rump glided easily in her drenched tailhole, while I pressed my face full against her pussy, pushing my nose between her folds before extending my tongue to slurp as far as I could go.

She tasted amazing. I thought, since I wasn't a male dog, that it wouldn't be anything special, but her heat smelled so strong and heady, I was reminded of my first time with a dog. But her spade just turned me on more, and I was gulping like my life depended on it. I ran my tongue messily across her vulva, leaving fresh saliva across her grey spade, before plunging back into her. The way she moaned with each lick and groaned with each of Mofo's thrusts - I was all but ready to raise my tail and go again.

"Oh, God, he's getting bigger!" she gasped.

I paused my licks to look. Sure enough, the big dog was tying Gwen, her rectum bulging outward as he grew. It didn't take long to seal himself inside her, while the teenager shuddered and groaned, "So big...good boy!"

Mofo leaned forward now, humping so fast his hips were a blur, his short little stabs pushing Gwen forward and tugging her back almost at the same time. This held her pussy in the same place, so I went to town on her, mashing my face against her and pushing my long tongue deep into her. She was quivering above me, moaning louder than ever, and there was a growing trickle of fluid spilling down my tongue - a sign of the flood to come.

"Unngh! Aaahhhg!" she wailed, bucking her hips as we double teamed her. "I'm gonna-"

That was all the warning I got before her hips exploded in a flurry of whining thrusts, her spade loosening and then releasing a big splash of her arousal right into my mouth. I couldn't take it all, some of her fluids spilling down my chin as I gulped as fast as I could. Was this her first orgasm? I locked my lips to her, trying my level best to drink it all in.

The girl's motion was too much for Mofo, too, who bucked forward, holding himself hilted inside her before his balls noisily squirted_deep into her ass. He howled, pumping her full like he was a gas station attendant and she was a car. Full service indeed! Gwen just howled along with him, ears flat as she rode out her orgasm, panting and sweating and _gushing all over my face.

His knot didn't seal them together for long. There was no fertile womb to fill, so he quickly backed up in her, and before I knew it, cum was spilling down her ass and splattering my naked chest. I just kept gulping Gwen's pussy, rubbing my hands over my breasts, enjoying the warm, sticky goo. I was far too into it to worry that I might look like a slut.

"Klara! Oh, Klara," she groaned, pumping her hips into my face. "I - nnnnngh!"

We rocked back and forth for what seemed like minutes, her spasming pussy in my mouth, until Mofo finished painting her rump and my chest, grunting and turning around. I could see the way his huge knot bulged at Gwen's ass, but she didn't seem to care, still bucking and moaning. What a way to lose your (black) cherry!

I collapsed onto my back, muscles aching from the strain of holding myself up. I panted beneath the two, my face covered in her sticky juice, my bare breasts_coated_ in cum, and my own spade still leaking. But most of the mess down there was still splattered inside me. Slowly, I slid out from under Mofo, but when I was between his front legs, looking up at his satisfied face, he decided to help me out.

He took one look at my messy breasts and lowered his head, and before I knew it, he was lapping up his own cum! His broad tongue slid wetly across my breasts, and I couldn't help but moan as he worked my sensitive nipples over. My human breasts weren't as prominent as my teats, but they were swelling up too to prepare for the puppies. He seemed quite content to guzzle every last drop from my chest, and when I slid further out from under him, he went to my mouth instead.

Suddenly, we were kissing, his sloppy tongue slurping up the last, arousing tastes of Gwen's cooch. I let him explore my mouth, searching for any lingering flavor, my hands rubbing my chest. I was so fucking horny. Sure, he'd taken good care of me before turning to Gwen, but now I'd watched from beneath as he butt-fucked my young cousin, gulped up her flood of fluids, gotten my rack splattered and cleaned, and now shared a fervent doggy kiss or ten. My legs were wide, my wet pussy _aching_for release.

I didn't care that he'd just plugged Gwen's ass, I needed him inside me. Whining, I pulled myself up out from under the big dog, and returned to my proper place - standing in front of him with my legs spread and tail to the side. "C'mon, boy," I said encouragingly.

"Hey!" Gwen gasped, as the Rottweiler started to tug at their tie. He wanted me. "That hurts!"

"I'm sorry, Gwen - but I need him."

"Well - you have to wait!" she whimpered. "Just...let him lick you or something."

Anything to sate my burning need. I backed up, presenting myself to the beautiful beast, but that's when I heard the garage door squeaking and straining.Mom was home! "Oh fuck," I said, glancing back at my very-well occupied cousin. "I've gotta go make sure she doesn't check on you."

Gwen said, "You - you're going to leave me alone with him?" nervously.

"As long as you don't let him mount you again, you should be able to get out of here. But if Mom sees you, I'm dead." I grabbed my blouse, which was thankfully still pretty clean, left the shed, and closed the door.

* * * * *

Luckily the light was still on, or I would have been in complete darkness, tied to the frighteningly powerful beast. I still couldn't believe what happened - me, Gwen Lukacevic, had just fucked a dog. Of course, my sister had, too, but she wasn't afraid of them. Not like me.

When Mofo had entered the shed, I cowered like a little mouse. If Klara hadn't arrives so soon to help, I might have blacked out from fear. But now that fear had changed. It was still there, but there was a fascination. No one could maintain the same terror toward a creature licking them like he did. I'd only ever masturbated to the humans at school, but now my mind was filled with Mofo. The way his tongue had probed my heat-swollen pussy - I'd been _certain_he was about to rape me full of puppies.

Klara had only managed to hold him off, but watching him pound her into a squealing orgasm certainly helped moderate my fear. I knew I couldn't escape past them, so I did as she said and just accepted my fate, trembling as I presented myself to the huge dog. When he mounted me, I started sweating, imagining all the most terrible things: would he bite me? Would his claws scratch me? I didn't question one terrible thing - he was going to take my virginity and leave me every bit as pregnant as Klara and Ida.

But Klara saved me. I never would have thought of it, myself, but once Mofo was pumping my tail-hole, I realized I might just get out of this alive with my virginity intact. And once Klara started suckling my pussy, I couldn't help it anymore. It felt great. Even the fat cock pounding my ass felt good, as overwhelmed as I was in that moment.

After Klara left, it was a waiting game, but I didn't have to wait too long. Mofo tugged himself free, my burning rectum finally letting go. Alone, with a vicious-looking Rottweiler, trapped in a shed, but I my fear still_had to fight my heat. What would Klara say if she found me raising my tail for him again, offering him my pussy, whining for his pups? I was _this close.

But in the end, fear won out, and I pushed past the big dog and opened the door. He was following close behind, sniffing, and I knew that if I didn't keep moving, I wouldn't have a choice. Right there in the backyard we'd be together, and considering the big windows in the house, Klara's mother would probably see us. I ran to the neighbor's open gate, keeping my rump to the fence.

Mofo jumped and chased me, and I knew exactly what he wanted - but I managed to fake him out, pretending like I was going through. He dashed through, only to realize too late that I was closing the gate behind him.

The latch was broken, so I collapsed at the base of the gate, holding it closed as the frustrated canine smacked into the door in his effort to get to me. Frantic, I glanced around the yard and saw that there were cinder blocks within reach. Holding the gate with my body, I managed to drag a cinder block over to the gate and prop it up against it. It wasn't going to hold, but it held long enough for me to get another two blocks and a trash can up against the door. Try as he might, Mofo was stuck back in his yard.

Klara knew better than to let me go home alone. I don't know how she managed it, but she prevented her mother from seeing me in such a disheveled state, helping me get to a shower, and she even arranged a sleepover for me, so I wouldn't have to go home trying to pretend this had never happened. Her brother, Elliot, was over at a friend's house, so I got to stay in his room.

Klara and I talked for an hour or two about what happened, and how I felt, and how everything was okay. I admitted to liking some of it, but also that I was really scared, and Klara admitted to liking her part a whole lot. That was surprising to me. Ida seemed flippant about her time with Spike, but Klara had always seemed so negative about Star. I couldn't hold that against her.

At night, I was alone with my thoughts for the first time, and I simply couldn't sleep. Elliot's computer was glowing too bright, so I went over to block the blinking lights. I must have accidentally bumped the mouse, because the monitor turned on.

There was a password. On a whim, I sat down and typed a few to see if I could guess it. I tried his birthday, I tried password, I tried his mother's name, I tried 123, a few favorite T.V. shows. I didn't know him _too_well. He was two years older than me, after all. But when I typed "Klara"...

It unlocked. The browser was open to a stupid looking web-comic. I didn't care about that, and I wasn't about to snoop through his bookmarks. I opened a new tab and started a search. Fingers trembling, I typed "Dog fucks girl".

It autocompleted after "Do". Had Elliot searched for this, too? Or is that a common search? The results were all websites with videos of the act. This really happened! There were really videos of it! Curiosity piqued, I clicked the first link, only to realize it was purple. Elliot had clicked this same site...

There was a log-in for the website, but the name and password were already filled in. I logged in as Elliot, my heart racing. This can't be happening! Every conceivable dirty pairing was available, but the most videos were, of course, about dogs. I clicked through to "Male dog with woman", and the fifteen most recent videos popped up, little thumbnails available. The most recent video was dated just two hours ago. I clicked one from last week.

My jaw dropped. This wasn't a joke site. Not that I thought it would be. I watched in shock as a human woman lay back on a bed only for a black lab to hop onto her stomach. She reached down and guided him to her, and like that, they were fucking, the woman gasping and moaning in a way that could only be real. I could feel myself getting wet.

I watched the whole thing, and then clicked the next video. A mare anthro was on all fours, and the camera was clearly being held by some guy. He took a close up of her vulva, pulling back and then letting go of the leash. What looked like a Great Dane bounded onto her back. She gasped, but didn't try to stop him, spreading her legs and taking him as the dog pounded away. It ended with a nice close up of the dog's fat tie, and the cameraman saying, "Good boy."

I watched them all, all the videos on the first page, wishing I were more flexible. I could only just barely touch my pussy. What I wouldn't give for Mofo right now...

But it was the last video that stopped me dead in my tracks. The feed was a little shaky, but pretty good definition. It was an extreme close-up of a black dog lapping at what looked like another dog's pussy. But this wasn't the "dog on dog" section of the website. The way her legs looked, spread out on her back, she wasn't an anthro, either. That meant she was a dogtaur - or maybe a wolftaur. Her coloration might be wolf. She was moaning as the dog ate her out.

Then a second wet spade showed up in the shot. Another dogtaur? She wiggled her hips as she pushed up against the first one, their pussies nestled together, yellow fur meshing with black, white, and tan. That's when I realized, and froze. There must have been a camera in Mofo's collar...

Because the yellow one was_Klara_.

The "wolftaur"...was_me_.