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Throat dry, Robert gasped, "I-I don't have any protection. Are you - ?"

Uwe growled again at him. "You've got a bitch in heat ready to ride you and you're worried about protection?"

He gulped. "N-no," though he noticed she hadn't answered his question. If she wasn't on the pill, she wouldn't have done what she did next, right? He watched in awe as she lowered his boxers until his bright rod was throbbing out in the open, just inches from her fertile spade.

She shivered, putting his paws on her hips and saying, "Hump me until I'm a good girl again..."

If she was a bad girl, Robert doubted that humping her would do much to alleviate that situation, but he was certainly ready to try. Taking a deep breath, he grabbed her by the rump, watching her hike her fluffy tail, and he pulled her down onto himself, his bare tip sinking wetly into her warm, welcoming womanhood. She howled so loud, she had to bite her paw to shut herself up, rocking her hips as he pierced her fat cunt. Robert groaned, "I c-can't believe this!"

Uwe kept her paw in her mouth, eyes clenched shut as she rode him up and down, her pussy stretching and squeezing around his thick cock. He'd already been dripping, but now he could feel himself spilling out into the cattle dog, wondering again if she were really protected. He certainly wasn't ready to be a father, and that might be a little hard to hide from Sydney!

"Ffuck!" she whined, and said, "Sydney's really in for a treat..."

Robert groaned, hilting inside the flexible bitch. "Y-you're really okay with her and me?"

She slid her paw to her distended vulva, rubbing herself even as he pumped her. She said, "As long as you're okay with me and Kirby. Sydney you can date, fuck, knock her up, whatever, just don't forget that whenever you want - I'm yours."

-Meanwhile-

"Sydney..." Jane whined as Andre started to scale the Weimaraner's back. Despite her obvious fear, she was still presenting like a proper feral bitch, her heat-swollen pussy bouncing just feet from Andre's erect cock.

"Hey, stop," Sydney yipped. "She doesn't know what she's doing..."

But Andre didn't seem to care about Jane's fervent and desperate whines, only looking at an obedient bitch with her rump raised and her tail to the side. He climbed over her, his bare, red tip rapidly closing in on Jane's underage folds.

With only seconds to spare, the poodle acted. She shoved Jane away, only to find herself pinned on her back beneath Andre. He had to shift his thrust, but he did it without even thinking, aiming lower, until he collided with Sydney's swollen spade. In one smooth motion, he pounded his way into the poodle, shoving her legs apart and spearing her on his huge, unprotected cock.

"Ah!" she yipped, losing her virginity before she even realized what was happening. She'd been saving herself for Robert, and was even thinking of giving it to him that very night, but now she was spread eagle beneath a feral guy she barely knew, her heat-swollen trifold bulging out around him. Jane quivered, in shock, a few feet away as Andre shrugged and hammered into Sydney.

He grunted dismissively at her pathetic whining, and said, "I hope Robert doesn't mind second-hand goods."

"Wait!" she gasped, pushing weakly at his chest. "You can't - I'm in heat!"

"Shoulda thought of that before you decided to play snugglebug," he growled, his hard shaft lifting her read end off the bed. "Just give in to your body and enjoy it."

Jane was frozen in place, unable to stop him or to help Sydney as the big, black dog pumped into her drool-soaked cavern. The poodle could feel every inch of his huge cock as it slid inside of her, leaving more and more pre inside her with each passing second. She put her paws on his broad chest, but when she tried to push him off of her, she found herself instead pulling him closer, digging her claws into his back. He buried his muzzle into her curly-furred chest, slathering her breasts. She tossed her head back and pressed back against him, taking it all with a loud moan.

-Meanwhile-

Kirby was raping her. There was no other way to describe the way the older husky held her down on her back, his paw suddenly wrapped around her muzzle to muffle her screams (though the thick walls of the apartment addition probably were sufficient), humping fiercely into her aching spade. His fingers hadn't torn the four-legged Brittany's hymen, but his first thrust had, causing even more tears to spill out of her dark brown eyes.

Melissa was helpless in the husky's hands, a perfectly positioned pussy pinned and engorged on the teenager's eager erection. The only sensation she felt was the pain of his penetration, pumping back and forth inside her - lesser feelings had a faded, distant quality; she saw but couldn't feel the way his white chest fur intermingled with hers, or even the hand gripped tightly on her muzzle. She couldn't hear his satisfied moans, or her whimpers, she could only hear the_schlorp, schlorp, schlorp_ of his horny thrusts. She couldn't smell the acrid scent of distress that she knew she must be drenched in, all she could smell was her heat wafting farther and farther with each terrible collision.

The husky felt_great_. He'd had sex a few times before, but nothing like_this_. Those had been awkward dates with other girls his age - two-leggers. This was not like that. Here, he was in complete control, the thirteen-year-old feral bitch so small and vulnerable. He'd been hoping to get a bit farther with Uwe, but the Australian Cattle Dog had always been to modest around him, holding hands, hugging and kissing, but no further. There, he'd listened to her 'no'. But Melissa deserved what she was getting. Interrupting a sleepover for older kids? Bossing her way into snugglebug? Acting like the world revolved around her whims? He'd show her exactly how much she was worth.

He released her muzzle, only for the stupid bitch to scream again. Frustrated, the older boy returned his paw to the dog's neck, closing his fingers around her throat until her cries were strangled. She choked and gasped, eyes wide with terror, but he kept a tight grip, running his free hand through her nipples. "You're gonna make a great mom. I can't wait to see these all swollen with milk."

Now her ears worked, and she laid them flat, nostrils heaving with the effort to simply breathe. He knew she was in heat, and was even _hoping_to knock her up! The eighth grader shuddered and kicked her legs, but the large husky just kept slamming down into her, stretching her wider and wider. She felt his knot swelling just outside, the thick bulge grinding against her pink lips. He was choking her, and her eyes rolled back in her head.

Emboldened, Kirby slid his hand between her and the bed, running his nails through her fur as he scratched lower and lower, until her reached her long, fluffy tail. "Isn't this better?" he asked. "Giving someone what they want for once? Don't worry, you'll like this," he suggested, snaking his fingers beneath her tail.

Melissa stiffened, curling her tail, but his hand was too strong. She felt his fingers teasing her tailhole, knowing that there was nothing she could do to stop him, not even beg. Her gasping whines were certainly not doing anything! She prayed to pass out - perhaps he'd let her go.

Or perhaps not.