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I froze. "It's Buella," kept ringing through my ears, the self-same Golden Retriever currently curled up in my lap. My best friend, a red-haired, freckled human, had just confessed to me that he'd been dating his _dog_for the last two years. Since she was just year-old puppy.

I could deal with that shock if it weren't for the_other thing_. While Sam had been busy upstairs with his family, I had just fucked_Buella like a bitch in heat (which she was), knotted her tight little spade, and pumped her full of feral puppies. After all, I was a_dogtaur, and we could cross with humans, dogs, or, of course, other dogtaurs. Of course I hadn't meant to knock up Buella, but things had gotten a little carried away.

"Sam, I...I didn't know."

He cocked his head a little. "Yeah - that's why I_told_ you."

I realized I was staring at him. "I don't know what to say." Sam, you should probably know, you and Buella are expecting! Congratulations!_Maybe I could go with something simpler like _Your dog is cheating on you. Or maybe I could just say Oh, look at the time. Gotta go!

Sam said, "Elliot?"

I stammered, my ears flat.

"Y-you're scaring me," Sam said.

I realized what he must be thinking. He'd just told me his biggest secret, and I was all mixed up over what _I_had done. Putting my worries aside, I said, "Sam - it's okay. I'm not weirded out or anything. Don't worry about that."

The relief on his face was palpable. "Oh. Good. You sure?"

I nodded quickly. "I mean, I get it. The girls at school are pretty awful."

Sam shook his head. "It's not that. It wouldn't matter if they were great. I just...I love Buella."

I paused. "H-how far have you gone with her?" I asked, trembling. What if he hadn't even tried to consummate his relationship, and then I swooped in and bred her golden rump?

"Elliot...why would you even ask that?"

I cleared my throat. I realized I'd just done the equivalent of asking a gay guy who'd just come out what kinds of kinky sex he'd had. That wasn't the point. Still, I said, "I'm...just curious, is all."

Sam blushed. "Um..."

"It's okay."

"J-just oral stuff so far," he finally admitted.

Fuck. I tried to cover up my emotions, realizing that not only had I knocked Buella up, I'd probably also taken her virginity away from Sam. This was getting worse. Quickly, I stammered, "Well, a dog tongue does feel good," lamely. I would know - dogtaurs were mostly human from the waist up, but we did have dog ears and extra long, wide tongues. If I were just a little more flexible, I would be set.

Sam shook his head. "Not for me. For her." He reached out and rubbed Buella's forehead, making the dog thump her tail.

"Oh," I said, blanching, forced to picture my best friend crouched between Buella's legs, mashing his face up against her wet spade as he ate her out. Bravo to him, though. I knew first hand how good it felt to slam my tongue into Buella's pussy.

Sam gave a weak grin. "Look - if it's alright with you, can we just get back to Spinneret? This has been...just about as awkward as I expected it to be."

It was about to get a _lot more_awkward. Gulping, I said, "Yeah, but there's, um, something I have to tell you first. And you're not going to like it."

Sam raised an eyebrow. "What is it, Elliot?"

"I..."

"Yes?"

I tried again, "I may have..."

"Elliot. Just tell me."

Biting my lip, I decided to let it all fly at once. " _ I think I might have just knocked up your girlfriend! _ " I didn't clarify that I had actually first cum while Sam was literally standing right in front of me, unaware that Buella was tied to me, hidden beneath a blanket.

Sam was literally taken aback, sitting back on the couch. He looked at me, and then at Buella, curled up beside me, then back to me, and said, "_ What!? _"

I closed my eyes and said in a flurry of words, "While you were gone she came on to me - er, or I came on to her, really - and I didn't know you two were an item and then I climbed onto her back and before I knew it I fucked up big time and I can't take it back and I'm so, _so_sorry."

"Y-you fucked Buella!?" Sam gasped again.

I took a deep breath and tried one last time to come completely clean, unlike how I'd cum so dirty inside Buella. "Then you came in and I hid her under the blanket and I was gonna pull out but you started talking to me and I knotted her and there wasn't anything I could do - and I can prove it because I recorded the whole thing on my phone."

Whoops. I bit my tongue. It sounded good in my head, but the video recording could certainly corroborate some of the things I'd claimed, while being incredibly incriminating elsewise. Most especially after Sam left and I made no osternable effort to keep from blowing my wad in Buella's cooch.

Sam stared at me. After what seemed like thirty minutes, but was actually just six seconds, the freckled boy said, "You recorded it?"

I gulped. "Yes."

"Show me," Sam said firmly.

"Say what?"

"Show me the recording. Elliot, it's the damned_least_ you can do."

"But I'm..."

Sam shook his head. "Show me."

Hand trembling, I held out my phone, swiping right until the videos section came up. There it was, a brand new 14-minute video. Sam grabbed it and turned up the sound. The first shot was of Buella standing with her tail to the side, whimpering for me, her puffed up retriever pussy bouncing up and down.

"Holy shit," Sam said.

The camera shifted until it was placed just between her legs on the ground, staring up at her juicy spade, and my "Here goes," rang out. "Sam," I protested. "You don't need to -"

"Shut up," he said, as I finally appeared on the little screen, mostly visible as a large, yellow blob mounting Buella, until a much more in focus _red_blob appeared. I was both grateful and traumatized at how well the camera worked, showing everything as I lined my dick up with Buella's quivering cunt. As my tip pierced her virgin hole, Sam's girlfriend _yelped_loudly, followed by my own pleasured groans. Sam watched as I slowly fed every last inch of myself into his true love.

"Did - did she like it?" Sam asked, his voice quavering.

Should I lie and say she hadn't? Did he want her to have? The question was moot, since the video was just about to show how she bucked and moaned for me, slamming her hips back against me in deep abandon. "I - I think so," I said slowly.

"Oh, wow..." Sam said as the next phase of the video started. I heard my voice tell the Golden Retriever she was a good girl, only to start humping her like a randy mutt, my balls clearly visible swinging back and forth in the camera. I blushed, realizing that Sam wasn't angry - or at least, he wasn't _only_angry. He was watching with his mouth open.

In awe.

He said, "God, you're...you're huge. I was so afraid I'd hurt her..."

Another thirty seconds, and the phone picked up the loud_click_ of Sam opening the basement door, and the phone was bathed in darkness, only picking up the muffled whimpers of a knotted, eager Buella. And of course, the movie. "Is - is that it?" Sam asked.

"Basically," I lied. There were still eight more minutes on the video.

Sam pressed "back" and the video stopped playing, but he caught a glimpse of the other videos on my phone. Most notably, he saw the first image on the two videos to the right.

"So you found Tanya's video, too?" He glanced one more to the right and said, "Klara's Bad Day?"

Fuck. "Give me that," I gasped, grabbing for the phone, but he pushed me away with one hand, quickly scrambling to his feet.

"Oh, no you don't, Elliot. After what you just did, you owe me hard. Holy shit, is that Klara?" he asked, peering down at the first image - a dark silhouette through the back of a tent. But it wasn't just Klara, and anyone could tell there were _two_figures in that tent.

"Sam, you don't understand. Give me the phone," I said, panicked. What he was about to see would change his opinion of me forever. That video was living proof that I had watched quietly as a Golden Lab raped my sister, choosing to tape it instead of intervene. That I was an accessory to her rape and impregnation!

But he'd already clicked the video, and it didn't take long for the shot to clarify as the Elliot in the past slid the phone camera through the open flap in the back of the tent. From the angle, you could only see the dog half of my sister, gold and fluffy, legs spread, the pet named "Star" clinging to her back. But you could see the telltale smooth skin that indicated that the girl was no normal dog, but rather a dogtaur. She was trying to cover for who she _thought_was Todd in the tent with her, talking to our parents, completely unaware that a fertile lab was about to _knot_her.

"What - you were there?" he gasped, knowing the general story that Klara had been raped by a dog. "Why didn't you..."

"Sam..." I said weakly.

His eyes were glued to the camera, watching as the big dog humped and pumped my sister, her pussy bulging wider and wider with each second, until it was clear there was no going back by the sound of a loud, wet, _pop!_This was the moment when she finally realized she wasn't getting a little lewd attention from her camp fling, Todd, but was tied to a real-life dog. "Oh, fuck!" she yelped, and Dad said, "Honey, do you need to go to the doctor?"

Sam kept watching, holding his breath except to say, "You saw everything, and you did nothing."

I winced. "Look, it was wrong, I know that. But I only had a couple of seconds to react, right? And she'd been a real jerk to me that day. And -" I finished, lamely.

Sam held up a hand and shut me up, watching every last second of the video, each heavy thrust from Star until the dog leaned forward and let loose in my sister's pussy, big drips of cum landing near the camera. There was no doubt from the video that a real, live dogtaur in obvious heat had just taken a fully bare Yellow Lab. The satisfied dog turned around for the camera, his tail wagging and his collar clearly visible before the video finally ended.

"You're not going to tell anyone, are you?" I finally gasped.

"Tell on you? Elliot, that was the best thing I have ever watched. I would never have had the guts to do what you did. Holy shit!"

I blinked. "Really?"

Sam said, "You've got to send me the video, and the one with you and Buella, too. So much more detail than the one with Tanya. Come on," he said, tossing me the phone and pulling out his own.

Slowly, I took my phone. "You're not mad?"

He leveled quite a gaze at me. "Of course I'm mad. You..." he started, grimacing slightly, "...knocked up my girlfriend! But it's not like you knew."

Fair enough. I took a few taps of my phone and sent him the two videos. "There."

Sam said, "Plus now I know I was just too afraid to hurt her. If she can take you, then I can too."

"I guess. I'm not sure how I feel about you watching a video of me, Sam."

"It's not you, really. It's Buella."

"I know, but...part of me features very prominently."

Sam just shrugged. "Whatever. It's not like I haven't seen you without pants on before."

"Seeing my sheath is a little different than my_shaft_."

"Oh, get over yourself, Elliot." Sam sat on the couch, Buella between the two boys. He petted her head, saying, "It's okay, girl. I know you didn't know any better."

She looked up and wagged her tail, licking Sam's hand. The red-haired boy glanced over at me and said, "Want to finish the movie, or go back to Spinneret?"

I paused. "So...you're a virgin?"

Sam blinked. "Yeah," he said, scratching the back of his head.

"I was too. Until just now. But you've been a thing with Buella for two years?"

"Yeah," he blushed.

"What kind of friend would I be if I let you watch a movie before you got your dick wet? She's right here," I explained, pointing at Buella.

Sam gulped. "I was going to once you went home." At the end of the sleepover.

I shook my head. "You shouldn't have to wait that long, dude. Do her right now."

"Right in front of you?" Sam asked, curiously.

I'd meant that I would go home early, complaining of a stomach ache or something. "No, I meant -" I started to explain, but stopped myself. He hadn't seemed completely opposed to the idea, and besides, if he was going to watch that video and get off to my cock pumping his girlfriend full of puppies, was it so weird that I stick around to help? "Never mind, why _not?_I can video tape it, even."

"Elliot!"

"What?"

Sam was holding his breath, looking from me, to Buella, and back. "This is crazy."

"Come on, it's not like I haven't seen you naked," I shot back.

He bit his lip. "This is a little different."

I held up my phone, grinning at my best friend. "Up, Buella!" I said, and the obedient dog jumped off the couch, stretching her legs. Grabbing her collar, I rubbed her head, rotating the Golden Retriever until she was facing directly away from Sam, her tail wagging.

His eyes widened, seeing her freshly bred vulva between each fervent wag. "It's not that easy," he gasped.

"Why not?" I asked, holding up the phone to record Sam. "You just...stick it in."

"Dude! Don't get my face in the shot," he said, and I knew he was definitely contemplating it. I watched the screen, lowering it to focus on Buella's wagging tail, the boy only a blur in the background. He said, "This is crazy," again.

"Crazy is sharing your girlfriend with your best friend but not getting her yourself. Come on, she's in heat. She wants it as much as you do," I added, glancing at his tented shorts.

"O-okay," he finally agreed.

"Oh, wow," I said, still a little surprised that the shy nerd went for it. But sure enough, he unbuttoned his jean shorts, and slid them straight off. He was more than a _little_erect, and though he couldn't compete for me in size, he was a bit wider than I was. I'd seen him flaccid in the shower area for the swimming pool, but this was something different. If he weren't so aroused, I bet he'd never get a hard-on in front of me. As it was, though, the fifteen-year-old crawled up behind Buella.

I held her in place, but I didn't have to. As soon as she looked over her shoulder at Sam, she whimpered, spread her legs, and shoved her tail to the side. A quick fuck with me hadn't sated her much at all, and she was whining for round two. And I caught her sluttiness all on camera.

"Oh, shit," Sam groaned, taking a good, long look at the beautiful sight. Cautiously, he cupped her vulva in his hand. "She's so wet."

I didn't bother to point out that part of that was due to me. Holding Buella's collar, I inched alongside her, the phone steady as I recorded her wagging tail, the angle changing gradually to reveal Sam's hand rubbing that swollen, grey mound. Buella wasn't going anywhere, her tail hiked up and squeezing back against Sam, so I let go of her collar, using both hands to direct the video.

"I can't believe I'm doing this," Sam gasped, as his hands went from her pussy to her hips. For a second, he hesitated to bring his bare, pink cock into view, but biting his lip, Sam lined himself up with her. I angled the camera to make it clear that there were no tricks going on. She really was a feral Golden Retriever, and though I didn't have Sam's face in the shot, his mostly naked body was squeezed up behind the needy bitch.

I zoomed the camera in, ready to capture the exact moment of penetration, his tip nearing her quivering pussy. Sam hesitated again, but Buella was having none of it, squirming and whining as she stared back at him. Sure, she'd been as flirty with me, but she was just an obedient girl. I could tell that she really liked Sam, and that they were good together.

And then they were together. I caught it all on camera as Sam squeezed Buella's hips and pulled her gently back, pushing slightly forward. Her puffy lips spread wide around my friend's tip, but just an inch inside, he hit her pelvis and his thrust stopped. "Aim more up," I suggested, helpfully.

Lowering his hips, the human boy approached instead from below, pushing up at an angle. Buella whined as he entered her again, and this time when he hit, he squeezed ever so gently into the Golden Retriever's cumslick vagina. A wet squelch_rang out as Sam groaned, burying his cock in a girl for the very first time. The camera showed clearly how it was Buella's _second time, though, as thin dribbles of dogtaur fluid began to leak down Sam's dick. I guess we were getting to be pretty close friends...

"Oh ffuck," Sam groaned, his dick being squeezed on all sides by the tight three-year-old.

"Attaboy - give it to her," I suggested helpfully. "She how she likes it?" Buella was whimpering and pushing back against her boyfriend, hips rocking gently. I was starting to get hard, but at least I could hide my boner just by sitting down.

My best friend leaned over his dog, jabbing even deeper into her, groaning, "I can see why you did her - she's a tight, little...slut!" Buella only wagged her tail.

That's when we both heard the _click_of the door to the upstairs. We had gotten so caught up, we forgot to lock the door! Yipping, I tossed the phone beneath my friend so that the camera wouldn't miss anything, and I said, "Stay in her, I'll handle it!"

Sam was frozen in fear, but I used my four legs to bound up the stairs as fast as I could, barely in time to stop Sam's 14-year-old sister from clambering down them. "Hey, Ellie," I panted.

The red-headed soon-to-be freshman glanced past me, and sweating, I looked over my shoulder too, but there was no way she could see what was going on, and as long as Sam was careful, the noise from the T.V. would cover up any sounds.

"Where's Sam?"

"He's playing Spinneret," I lied quickly. When she tried to move past me on the steps, I blocked her. "What do you want?"

The teenager groaned. "I want to talk to Sam," she said.

"Sorry - it's a tough level and he needs to concentrate. I can tell him whatever you want though," I rattled off, watching the girl's expression change from irritance, to curiosity, to...shock? "What?" I asked, following her eyes. But this time, they weren't looking past_me, they were looking _below_me. Ellie had surely seen me pantsless dozens of times before, but she'd never seen me _peeking out. I was so worried about Sam that I'd forgotten to sit in the right way. My red rocket was half-out, glistening brightly in the air, and she could see it all.

"Uh...Elliot..." was all she could stammer, and I could see her mind racing from the fact of my erection to the _reason_for it, though she was at a loss.

"Oops!" I gasped, curling my tail over it. Sheepishly, I claimed, "Sometimes that just...happens."

Ellie gulped. "Yeah right," she challenged. "You - you're looking at porn or something down there!"

I froze. "Look, it there's something you need to tell him, I can relay the message," I finally said, willing to accept that interpretation of events as compared to what was _really_going on. Besides, I wanted to get back to..._filming_porn.

She laughed, "You are!" before noticing my face and saying, "Don't worry, I won't tell Mom and Dad. Just let Sam know that Dad's going to take us out for ice cream in a bit."

I pushed on her shoulder, trying to get her to back up through the door. "Thanks, I'll tell him. We'll be...ready in about...ten minutes?"

Ellie gave me a knowing look, though she didn't know the full story, and ran away laughing, as I closed the door and locked it, panting. That was embarrassing! I ran down the stairs to find Sam groaning loudly. "Grab the camera," he gasped. "I'm gonna..."

He'd been holding it in! Frantically, I grabbed my phone, zooming in on their wet connection, just in time for my friend to moan and shudder, leaving forward as Buella began to buck and whimper and howl every bit as strong as she had for me. I knew first hand what it felt like to have my dick in that warm pussy vise, and Sam's expression was pretty ridiculous as he came. But I was focused on the extreme close-up of the sixteen-year-old splattering his dog. For a few seconds, he was hilted in her, her flexible mound squished up between them, before he groaned and pulled back and slammed forward again, letting loose another load, and then finally a third, weaker thrust. But the best thing for the camera was the sudden slow drip of fresh cum spilling out of her after the third volley, dribbling down to the tip of her spade before falling, semi-translucent to the carpet.

"Oh fuck...you don't know how hard that was..." Sam grunted.

"Believe me, I do," I said. "I could only hold off for a few seconds while you were downstairs talking to me. For the record, you look just as stupid as I do when you're cumming."

Sam groaned, finally pulling himself out of her, a thin rope of cum connecting his tip to her pussy. I made sure to pan out to make it clear there was no trickery - his human cock was indeed being pulled out of a freshly bred feral bitch! "So _that's_why you looked so weird when I tricked you into thinking I was moving..."

"Yeah," I said, scratching the back of my head. Then, I teased, "I was knocking up your girlfriend."

Sam thwacked me. "Asshole."

I wasted no time sending him the video, watching the freckled boy smile as he watched my camera work. "Damn," he said approvingly, sitting on the couch, naked. He pulled up the video I'd made of me and Buella, and I sat up on the couch with my friend, watching me squeeze into the needy bitch. "Woah - that's what you look like, tied?" he said, when I pulled the blanket off. Her spade was puffed out like a baseball, my balls quivering in the shot as I did the deed.

"Yeah," I said, blushing as I noticed he was getting hard.

"It's not as good," he said, suddenly.

I blinked. "What?"

"The video - choppy, looks fakeable. Stuck on one or two poses the whole time. And who wants to watch it all from below?" Sam complained.

"Well, sorry," I rolled my eyes. "I _was_a little _preoccupied_at the time!"

Sam said, "Duh, I know that. I'm just saying, it'd be better if I'd been filming it."

"Well -" I started to say.

"It'll be better _when_I film it," he corrected himself, looking over at me.

"You - you want to film me? Doing it?" I said, reflexively tucking my tail between my legs and the couch.

"Yeah, why not? You just filmed me," Sam retorted.

I shook my head. "But she's _your_girlfriend!"

Sam paused, glancing over at Buella, who was curled up in the blanket on the floor. She noticed his glance and her tail started to thump against the floor. He said, "I can't really deny her to the father of her puppies, can I? Besides, friends share."

"You're not joking, are you?" I replied, glancing over at him. He shook his head. I gulped. "I guess I could..."

"Great! What position do you think will look the best on camera?" he said, standing up and analyzing the room.

"Y-you want me to do it now!?"

"She's in heat, and you're horny - what better time? What if you lie on your back on the couch..."

"Sam, your Dad is planning to take us out for ice cream in like...three minutes!"

"I'll tell him we need an extra five. You can do it in eight, right?" he asked, completely unashamed. I'd created a monster!

"Um...fifteen."

"Right - the knot. You get ready, I'll tell Dad to wait."

I'd never seen the fifteen-year-old so excited. He even started up the stairs naked before I yelped, "Clothes! Clothes!"

"Oh, right," he said, throwing them on.

This was the moment where I finally had a chance to breathe, while Sam was rushing upstairs to buy us some more time. I couldn't do this, could I? My best friend wanted me to fuck his girlfriend _right in front of him!_I'd barely seen him naked before this, but just seconds ago I'd watched him lose his virginity in his Golden Retriever!

If he could - ahem - perform in front of me, I could do it for him, right? Shivering at the pure depravity of it all, I lay down along the couch, taking up two spots on my back, with my shoulders resting on the arm. My own golden fur spilled photogenically over the dark fabric, my tail inadvertently wagging between my spread legs. "Buella..." I called over to the horny dog.

She hopped up immediately, wagging her tail as she wandered over to the couch. "Good girl," I said affectionately, though I was definitely going to wait until Sam got back. The bitch had other things in mind, because as soon as she saw my sheath - just a bit of red poking out - she pushed her head over into my lap. I could barely hold her back with my hands, but she wouldn't take 'no' for an answer, hopping up onto the couch itself to sit herself right between my outstretched hinds. I couldn't reach _that_far down, but I managed to close my legs before she could lick me, her snuffling nose trying to wedge its way between my legs.

"Okay, I got us another fifteen minutes," Sam announced loudly as the door at the top of the steps slammed shut behind him. He at least remembered to lock it this time. "Hey, don't start without me," he protested, upon seeing Buella pushing her head into my rump.

"I wasn't!" I protested. "She's just eager to..." I trailed off.

My friend reached the bottom step, his camera already in hand. "Suck you off? Yeah - she doesn't even need peanut butter anymore. Standing beside us, he looked down at me and said, "You ready, Elliot?"

"A-a-are you sure? I mean she is your girlfriend..."

"She wants to do it, and I want you to do it. So do it."

Biting my lip, I did as he asked, as soon as the camera was recording, angled so that it would capture my body, including my smooth chest, zooming down toward my hinds as I spread them apart for the eager feral. Licking her chops, Buella wasted no time diving in, her wide, wet tongue engulfing the tip of my sheath as she lapped up my musky scent. "Ohhhh," I groaned, tail thumping against the couch.

"Feels good, huh?" Sam smirked. "She does this all the time."

"You're so fucking lucky - how do you ever have time for homework?" Warm, wet saliva blanketed my cock, the throbbing red meat emerging once again. She cleverly wrapped her tongue all the way around, cupping the underside and overside of my dick in warm slurps.

"You haven't noticed my grades slipping over the last two years?"

Fair enough. He _was_only a B-student now, and it finally made sense. Sam got a beautiful close up of the dog slathering me, and I gasped when she nosed my balls, gulping on the sensitive orbs. "Hey!" I gasped.

"She'll be gentle," Sam reassured, and he was right. She took first one, then both balls into her mouth, but there wasn't a hint of teeth, just a gentle sucking sensation. I bit my lip groaning again and bucking my hips.

"Fffffuck..." I gasped, as the dog redirected her efforts to my very tip, lapping fast and short. She could probably taste my pre, and lapped like her life depended on each new small drop. "I can't...last..."

"Buella, stop," Sam commanded, and she pulled back, looking up at him. "Good girl - you've got him nice and hard, huh? Do you want him inside you again? Do you?"

Buella wagged her tail and yipped, following the fifteen-year-old with her eyes as he walked past her, climbing onto the other end of the couch. Buella faced him now, her tail wagging at my face. Her heat wafted directly onto me, and even my human nose could smell her coppery scent. I stared at her large, bouncing,sopping spade, now just a foot above my swollen cock.

Sam, however, was distracting her, sliding his own pants down. I felt like I couldn't really complain, since he was sharing his girlfriend with me, but I couldn't help but be annoyed as the Golden Retriever immediately began licking him, his smooth, human dick quickly hardening on camera. "Good girl," Sam said, letting her go for a few seconds before he tossed me the phone. "Try to keep my face out of the shot," he explained, as I lined up the camera, zooming in on Buella's raised tail.

While she licked Sam, he reached over her and pushed down on her rump, her legs bending more and more as she was lowered toward my firm cock. "Oh shit..." I groaned, trembling with anticipation. The camera was easy to position since I could see the screen, focusing on the way her puffy spade, clearly in heat, lowered to my canine cock. Beyond Buella on the camera, it was clear that the human in the distance was still getting guzzled by the eager bitch.

"Good girl," Sam said again. "Ready to be studded again? Ready for puppies?"

Now, she was inches from my tip, the heat wafting off her mound radiating against my crotch. Reaching forward with my forepaws, I was able to tuck them over her hips, pulling her closer, and down, until my tip was teasing her wet lips. "Dude, your girl is a slut..." I panted.

"She knows what she wants," Sam agreed.

I zoomed all the way in and set my hand against my chest to steady the camera, focused right on her quivering spade. I caught everything, as my bare tip poked her, and her pussy bounced up and down, until I pushed up, spreading her grey spade apart. Even through her needy licks of Sam's dick, she _whined_when I pushed inside her again, getting filled for the third time in her life in just about an hour of time. Her wet pussy spread wide as I pulled her down onto my cock, her heated folds engulfing me.

"Oh fuck," Sam gasped, biting his lips as he watched from the other angle. He knew what was happening though, as the love of his life sank down into his best friend's lap. Aroused, he started to push up against Buella's muzzle, letting her take him until her nose was squished up against his abs.

Now I zoomed out, getting the whole picture, the feral dog clearly impaled on dogtaur cock as I groaned and pumped my hips up at her, while Sam was out of focus just in front of her. Her tail was hiked the whole time, her pussy squeezing hard around me. I was swimming in her sopping cunt, and all I could think about what how much I'd rather Buella were my sister, before she'd gotten pregnant, letting me raw dog her as she sucked off Sam. Not that the eighteen-year-old would ever subject herself to the adolescent whims of two fifteen-year-olds, especially when one of them was her brother! Still, I couldn't help but imagine it was _Klara_I was threatening to knock up.

Sam groaned, "Damn, she's good with her tongue."

"She's not too shabby with her cunt either," I whined, bucking up. I was grateful Sam had bought us enough time, because I sure as hell planned to knot her this time. "Fuck, I'm growing..."

"Do it. Knot that bitch! Make her cum!" Sam moaned as Buella licked him furiously.

Whimpering, I felt my knot swell up inside her, almost so full that I was stuck. The camera caught it all, her grey vulva bloating out from within as the mating tie completed. Biting my lip, I said, "I get first pick of the litter..."

"Yeah," he panted. "You've earned it..." He coughed, then dropped his jaw, face contorting as he painted his girlfriend's muzzle. She guzzled him eagerly, tongue engulfing the fifteen-year-old's spraying tip.

"Oh God..." I groaned, tugging her rump down onto my engorged cock before I, too, exploded up into her. For the second time, I splattered my load into her fertile womb, buried balls-deep in her throbbing pussy. Buella whined and yipped as she began to rock her hips back and forth, tight tunnel squeezing hard around my large, dog cock. I glanced at the camera, adjusting the shot again to focus on my shuddering dick.

Sam recovered first, grabbing the camera and filming the aftermath. He got nice clips of her cum-stained muzzle, and took a nice shot of my tie from the other side, capturing my still-clenching balls as I bred the Golden Retriever. Best of all, he got a perfect close up when Buella managed to pull herself off of me, her gaping cunny leaking my cum all over my belly. I wish the shot hadn't lingered so long on my freshly visible cock, still firm and spurting, but at least it gave a good visual reference for what exactly had made the tight little bitch bulge so much.

Sam said, "I have an account."

"What?" I panted, tail wagging. Buella was curled up and licking her well-bred spade.

"On that video upload site. You realize how much money that video of Tanya has already brought in?"

I held my breath. Why was he saying this? "Dude, I don't think Tanya wanted that video up there. I wonder how the guy even got the video..."

Sam shrugged. "It's her fault for letting herself get fucked by a dog with a camera on his collar. But think about it, Elliot. If we posted these videos online, we could make a small fortune. If a video with such shitty quality gets that many downloads..."

I paused. I was pretty happy watching that video of a teenage husky getting knocked up by a Rottweiler. It seemed a shame to keep my own personal videos all to myself. "Alright," I said quickly. "We gotta make sure there aren't any faces or recognizable voices or names."

Sam grinned. "Of course."

Then I realized exactly what I'd agreed to. Could I really put up a video of Star raping my sister's rump on the internet? Just to make a few bucks? Sure, probably no one would recognize her, but once that video was on the internet, it wasn't coming off. Thousands and thousands of guys would jack off to the worst day of my Klara's life, when I'd stood by and let a loose dog knot and breed her. And what if she found out?

"Klara's video too?" Sam asked.

"Yes," I said simply, my cock already hard.