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Dog Sitting Gone Wrong

Chapter 1: Devious Desires

The sun shone down on the quiet suburban neighborhood, dazzling rays glinting off of windows and heating things up. It was nearing the end of summer, so the air was pretty humid and sticky. That didn't phase a certain dragon though. Apache, the red-furred dragon was used to these kinds of conditions. In fact, you could say he enjoyed them more than he should. When it was so hot and humid, a few days without showering turned him into a ripe, musky mess of smells, some of his favorite smells.

Apache sat reclining in his fenced-in backyard. His house was a bit further away from the neighbors, giving him ample privacy for his lifestyle. Reclining in a comfortable sun-bather, the dragon was nude, his fur damp with sweat, heavy balls hanging down onto the chair, plump sheath glistening with sweat. He smelled of sticky, pungent ballsweat, one of his favorite smells indeed. He'd spread his legs and let his balls move a bit, so they didn't stick to the chair. Sun-bathing in the nude was one of his favorite practices when he was alone like this.

From head to toe, the dragon was a beautiful shade of crimson red, his fur definitely standing out. Throughout this bright red fur were streaks and markings, jet black, mixing nicely with the color scheme. They were stripes, almost like tiger stripes. On his chest and stomach, the black arranged itself to create crescent shapes out of the red fur. From the back of his head down to the tip of his tail, he had white fur which extended onto his wings, a pristine and gorgeous white. The dragon's horns were also sharp white, glinting in the sunlight bouncing off of them. His sheath was muddy brown, along with his sweaty balls. It was a gorgeous mix of colors that complemented each other nicely.

His eyes were a beautiful shade of purple, ringed by tufts of fur that accented his eyes nicely. His face was strong and handsome, with a bit of femininity to it, but the tufted fur around his face gave a masculine appearance, like a beard. He had two small horns circling his eyes, and a white marking underneath the eyes. There was a black stripe down the middle of his face, all the way to his chin, where it became a 'chinstrap' and followed his beard up both sides of his face. His hair began between his horns, at the tip of his forehead, a tufted mane of fur that ran down his head and spread out to cover the back, black and brown throughout. In his hair he always had a few golden feathers, almost as if they grew with his hair.

Apache sighed and sipped on his drink, looking around as he flexed his wings a bit. He'd been living in this quiet private house for about six months now. He was saddened that he was very far away from any farms, but he'd found his share of fun times in the city. Turns out dogs were just as much fun as horses. He hadn't been able to do much but stare and carefully touch a few times, but he'd taken up an occupation as a dog sitter, offering care to dogs while out of town, etc. Through the course of his job he'd made a few friends who suspected nothing. He thought it was the perfect setup. He'd only had one customer since he became a professional dog sitter, a repeat customer. And so he'd been building a bond with the dogs, a pair of gorgeous great danes, massive animals.

As he spent more time with those two dogs, Apache began noticing things. Like the fact they were both males, and were fully equipped. The fact that they were extremely affectionate and snuggly. The fact that neither of the male danes minded when he touched their sheaths or rubbed their furry balls. That's all he'd done so far though. The next time he sat for the dogs, he hoped to do more than just tease...

The dragon stood and stretched, grunting as he made his way into the house, feeling his own heavy balls slapping against his thighs as he walked. The feeling of being so nude, so bare, so free...it excited him a little. Coupled with his own smelly odors, it was enough to drive his shaft from hiding. It sprang out, bobbing up and down, the avian shaped penis with ridges quite the sight to behold. It gave off its own potent smell, the unmistakable scent of 'dickstink' as it were. A purely male odor that resulted from sweat and maybe a day or two of not washing. Another one of the dragon's favorite dirty smells.

Once inside, he'd sit down at his computer, browsing through various sites, not really looking at much of anything. As usual, he checked the local ads for anybody who needed a dog sitter. No luck. It had been an entire two weeks since he'd seen his favorite danes. Just the thought of what they could to together had him rock hard and oozing precum. He had to reach down and rub himself, groaning. Looking around to make sure he was alone, Apache accessed one of his favorite deep web porn sites.

Popping up on the screen, "Ferals R Us" came up. He fluttered his wings behind him in anticipation as lewd images of animals performing various sex acts with humans showed up. He usually browsed for horse-on-man videos, but today he was more interested in male dogs. So he searched and found a particularly hot video involving a shepherd and a skinny, well-hung husky. The anthro husky was on all fours with his ass and balls very close to the camera. It was a gorgeous angle of his puckering tailhole. Apache began stroking himself gently, squeezing and groping himself, watching the husky wag his ass back and forth, teasing. The dog was trained well however.

A few moments and the dog was bounding onto the husky, thrusting fast and hard as dogs always did. Apache muttered 'oh fuck' under his breath, imagining that was him being taken by those danes. As the shepherd's knotted cock pierced the husky's quivering hole fast and hard, the husky let out the hottest girlish moan Apache had ever heard. Due to the angle they were at, Apache could see the hot dog cock piston in and out of that fuckhole, a few brown streaks along the length of it. That was even hotter for Apache, watching the animal cocks make dirty messes of assholes.

The uploader had slowed the video down when the rutting began, so it was slow and clear, letting Apache watch every penetrating thrust. Unlike most dog videos, this one featured the canine knotting while his knot was swollen externally. This let Apache watch the fat bulbous knot rip the husky wide from a perfect angle. He could actually see the bulging flesh swallowing up the knot, a small chunk of brown dropping out and down to the floor as the dog's knot firmly tied. Apache's paw was stroking faster and faster, and he was going to lose his load soon....

The husky in the video moaned, and Apache realized the video had returned to realtime while the dog waited to un-knot. Then, when it began to happen, Apache watched that asshole bulge out in super slow-motion. It was sloppy as hell, and as the dog's knot began to exit, the bulbous flesh was coated in brown and dripping translucent brown juices, a mixture of hot dog cum and the husky's own shit. Apache lost it there, tilting his head back and howling happily. His hot cum sprayed out and he deliberately aimed it at himself, feeling it splatter up his chest, seeping into his fur.

When all was said and done, the video had ended and Apache was reclining in his chair, panting heavily. As he unwound from that experience, his phone buzzed on the counter, the screen lighting up with a call. It was his buddy who owned those gorgeous danes! He gasped and dove for the phone, nearly falling out of the chair as he managed to retrieve it, pressing the answer and bringing it to his ear. He nearly had to hold his breath to slow down his panting and maintain composure.

"Hey, what's up Mike?" Apache's voice was as steady as he could make it, waiting for the buck's reply on the other end. They had a good rapport, and that was due to how happy Mike's dogs were when he came to pick them up. Apache always did a good job with animals, even if he did try to misuse them sexually. The voice of his friend Mike came across the line, clearly stressed. "Hey Apache, I hate to have to do this man, but something's come up and I won't be home for a few days. Can I bring the boys over and leave them with you while I'm gone? I'll pay ya a little extra this time because it's so sudden."

Apache straightened up in his chair. This was his chance. He'd have the dogs all alone for days. He nearly yelled out in happiness, but kept his cool. "Yeah man, you know I love hanging out with the boys. Rufus and Donut are good dogs, ya got 'em trained well." His tail started sweeping back and forth, his imitation of a 'wag' as he listened to the rest of Mike's instructions on the phone. Until today, Apache had only sat the dogs for a few hours, never overnight. So he had some new duties involving a bath for the huge dogs, and daily walks. He had a feeling they were going to get more than enough exercise over the next few days though.

He hung up the phone and squealed out, jumping out of the chair and dancing around for a minute. Then he realized he was still butt ass naked, dripping in his own cum. He'd better fix that before Mike showed up. He was already on the way! The dragon quickly grabbed a nearby towel and wiped himself off, slipping into some sweats and a tank, making sure he didn't miss any cum spots. He turned off his computer in case Mike came in, then went and sat in the living room, reclining on a gorgeous leather sectional sofa set in an L-shape against the living room walls, across from a large plasma TV.

When the doorbell rang, he was up and off his feet so fast it was as if someone had set off a firecracker under his rump. He opened the door carefully, beaming as his two favorite friends came into view, accompanied by Mike. "Hehe heyyyy guys!" Apache said as he kneeled down a bit to give the dogs hugs. Mike was writing a check as he greeted the dogs, Donut jumping a bit and slurping up Apache's face, leaving a sticky trail of dog slobber through his fur. Mike explained that he didn't have time to stay and hang out, or he would. So he handed off the check and the leashes, and nodded, jaunting down the stairs and taking off in his car.

Now that he was alone with the danes, the real fun was going to begin.....

Chapter 2: It Starts Fast

Apache closed the door and knelt down, opening his arms for the inevitable hug-fest. Both dogs bounded to him, wagging their tails excitedly, jumping onto his chest and pushing against him. He laughed and ruffled up their fur, giving them love. "Awww, you guys are good boys! I missed you both!" He giggled and kissed the both of them before standing up, stretching. His fur was now matted in places with the doggie drool, his own sweat matting up other places.

He looked around the house and then back to the dogs. He wasn't expecting company, and he did live along, far enough away from neighbors for anyone to see anything. And now he had these two beautiful male dogs with him. He glanced down at them, sucking in a sharp breath upon noticing their low-hanging balls. They were dogs, they weren't trying to be lewd, but they were so open and innocent. Every move the two beastly dogs made, their gorgeous jewels jiggled to and fro, clearly heavy with seed. Apache caught his tongue hanging out for a moment and chuckled, shaking his head.

He wouldn't even know where to start to get these dogs to play with him. That and he -had- just climaxed not too long ago. He decided he'd get the dogs used to him again as they hadn't been over in a while. He decided to play their favorite game - fetch. Basic, sure but it definitely got the two dogs excited. He called for them to follow him as he bounded out the back door, grinning and grabbing a set of sticks he saved for them. His backyard was larger than most, plenty of room for the massive dogs to run. With a grin he threw both sticks across the yard in opposite directions, watching Rufus and Donut head for the sticks.

Just watching them run was almost a painful tease. Nuts jiggling everywhere, winking puckered tailholes just begging to be played with. He felt himself growing hard in his shorts, blushing as he remembered he'd gone commando - throwing on just the shorts and a tank top so he could receive the dogs. He reached down to adjust himself as the dogs bounded back with their sticks, and Apache cheered and congratulated them. "Awww, good boys! He played tug-of-war with them, one paw for each stick for a moment, before tugging the sticks free and waving them around again, tossing them further towards the fence this time.

He sighed happily and continued to play fetch with the massive dogs, watching one of them stop to relieve himself. Now, usually he'd keep his yard clean, and most people would pick it up immediately, but Apache preferred to leave the mess wherever the dogs left it. That was one of his fascinations with feral dogs - their scat. He wondered how it'd feel to have fresh warm slippery dogshit spread on his chest, to have a dog use his body like a toilet. He could only imagine it'd feel incredible. He stretched again, watching the dogs jaunt back towards him, excited and happy. They'd played long enough, and the dogs deserved a treat.

Heading into the house, he'd shut the door behind himself and the dogs, reaching down to scratch their heads and smiling. "You guys had fun out there, huh?" He chuckled and grabbed a baggie of dog treats, fishing one out for each of the dogs, handing them to the canines and ruffling their heads again, watching the bound off to finish the treats. As much as he tried, he couldn't stop staring at their balls and sheaths. It had now been a few hours since he'd climaxed...

While the dogs ate their treats, he stripped, tossing his clothes aside and lying down on the living room floor, spreading out and letting his sweaty balls rest on the carpet, sighing happily. He decided to rest for a few minutes before initiating playtime with the dogs. However, his eyes were barely closed for a few moments when he felt one of the dogs nuzzling at his ballsac, drawn by the scent of sweat.

Apache blushed a deep crimson red and looked down at his balls, watching the dog's nose nuzzle and snuffle at the ballsac. He'd watched videos and read about how to coax dogs to lick and slurp genitals, and usually it involved peanut butter. For whatever reason though, Donut had been drawn to the scent of his sweat alone. The Dane laid down on his stomach, keeping his nose right against those balls, snuffling and pressing, and then the tongue joined the fray. Immediately, Apache found himself stiffening at the sensation, his member slipping out of the sheath and waving around as the Dane's large and powerful tongue caressed his ballac.

He let out a groan and spread his legs a little wider, and Rufus came over to investigate. He sniffed and licked around at Apache's face, wagging his tail as Donut continued licking at the dragon's balls. Soon enough, Donut's tongue started exploring further, licking into the creases of his inner thighs, and lifting his balls up to slurp the taint, his tongue even slipping between the dragon's ass cheeks, tickling his tailhole. Speaking of tailholes....Rufus had turned himself to watch Donut curiously, which left his ass exposed to Apache, tail in the air, pucker flexing and throbbing.

He'd never been this close to what he wanted, and so he didn't know how to react. The last thing he wanted was to hurt the dogs or scare them, but he'd had a sudden idea. He stuck his finger in his mouth and lathered it with saliva, making sure it was completely coated when he pulled it out, before bringing it up to Rufus' tailhole. The flesh was heated and soft, kissing his fingertip as he rubbed over the center of that tailhole. He groaned out as Donut's tongue continued slipping between his ass cheeks, wetting his own puckering hole.

With his finger prodding Rufus' tailhole, the dragon started to press forward with it, watching the dog carefully for negative reactions. The ease with which his saliva-lubed finger slipped into the dog's ass was startling. It was almost as if there had been things inserted here before! Even though his finger slipped in with relative ease, it was still very tight and almost painfully hot inside, squeezing and hugging his finger. And the moment he'd slipped inside, he felt something else, something hot and squishy on his finger. Wriggling his finger back and forth for a few moments, he pulled his finger out fast, confirming what he thought ; it was coated in a layer of brownish dog shit.

Breathing heavily and occasionally moaning, Apache watched Rufus start to squat, an inevitable side effect of having his ass played with while it was full. This was his chance! Apache quickly moved himself until his chest was underneath the dog's squatting ass, and just in time to. A moment later, with a soft whine, Rufus' tailhole widened and began to expel his load. It was squishy and warm, almost steamy as it oozed out and dropped onto Apache's chest. He almost came on the spot from that feeling, it was better than he could've imagined it. Instinctively he reached a hand under the dog and groped its balls, fondling them gently while he unloaded on the dragon's chest.

He soon felt another exciting sensation. The dog was pushing hard as he crapped, and as a result the dog's bladder became active. A thick musky stream of piss started spraying out, and he awkwardly tried to half lift his leg while he finished up shitting. The musky piss splashed up and down Apache's chest, running down his sides in little rivulets, mixing with the fresh sloppy dogshit to make a liquidy, muddy mess. He bit down on his lip and spread his legs a little wider for Donut, angling his ass up a bit so that the dog could have better access. Donut's tongue started to penetrate his ass, slipping inside and back out fast as the dog continued to slurp.

When the encounter had begun, Apache got the distinct vibe that the dogs were innocently doing what dogs did - marking territory, licking something that smelled appealing to them. They could have no possible idea what was really going on....or could they? As soon as Rufus was finished with his piss, the dogs started moving. Both on one side of the dragon, they started pushing hard on his side, trying to flip him over. What on earth could they be doing? He swallowed hard and let himself be flipped over, landing in the muddy sloppy dogshit mess with a 'squish' and shivering.

Next he felt one of the dogs pulling at his midsection, pulling it backwards, and he knew what was going on. The dogs wanted him in the perfect position to dominate him. This both frightened and aroused him at the same time. Clearly the dogs had been trained in this kind of activity before. His mind warned him of the possible danger of letting the dogs have their way with him, but his body was lustful, and his throbbing aching cock knew what it wanted. Panting heavily, he raised himself to all fours, lifting his midsection off of the ground.

Several things happened at once. Firstly, he found a huge sheath right in front of his face, balls dangling below, giving off a strong musky odor. Secondly, he felt a heavy weight on his back that almost made him collapse. Without any stimulation, the dog on his face began hardening, his thick canine cock slipping out of its sheath. It was absolutely huge! At least 9 or 10 inches long and easily thicker than any cock he'd taken before. He gulped nervously as the dog started pressing at his face, and that thick canine cock began rubbing and grinding over his lips. Well, this was what he had wanted, afterall...

As Apache opened his mouth and the canine cock slipped inside of him, the wild frenzy of mating began. Likewise, the dog on his back found entrance after rubbing and grinding his hardening cock around. The penetration was fast, hard and painful, with no lube aside from the dog's saliva and the powerful speed of the thrusts. It burned and made tears come to his eyes, but he couldn't cry out due to the equally painful thrusting to his mouth. He closed his eyes and tightened his lips around the cock in his mouth. It felt vastly different from any cock he'd sucked before, and had a sharp, bitter taste that stuck with him.

The cock in his ass felt quite thick, nearly as thick as a soda can. Every powerful thrust inward made him wince and suck firmly on the cock in his mouth....Most dogs needed only a few moments to cum...Apache quickly discovered these dogs were much, much different. The sex had only just begun, and the Great Danes were giving him his darkest fantasies hard, and fast.

Chapter 3: Dogs in Charge

Apache would have thrown his head back if he could have...however the powerful leg muscles of Donut were preventing him from doing this as the salty, bitter dog cock pistoned hard in and out of his mouth. Each powerful thrust forward made a lewd squelch as the half-formed knot slammed against his lips. Likewise, Rufus was slamming hard into his ass, his thick cock spreading Apache's asshole wide open as it rammed in and out, the same feeling of a half-formed knot ramming against him here also.

Apache knew his ass wasn't particularly clean inside, but he hadn't expected such a rough fuck so fast. The rapid slamming against him caused the mess inside to stir up, and each time Rufus pulled his cock out, it brought out more streaks of shit, coating the thick cock and making each thrust squish wetly as the doggie cock drove home. Apache could feel Rufus' weight over his back, hear the dog panting in pleasure as he nailed the dragon's ass. Apache could do nothing but take it. And still he found himself rock hard, pulsing and dribbling pre to the ground.

He closed his eyes as he sucked hard on the cock in his mouth, the salty taste of dog precum, watery and slick, filling his mouth. He swallowed every drop down, running his tongue along the thrusting cock as best he could. He could feel his asshole getting wetter and sloppier as the smell of shit spread around the room. Whether it was from his shit alone or Rufus' precum, he didn't know. It felt good though, the wet hot pounding in his ass, again and again, filling him deep with bestial cock.

He started pressing back against Rufus' thrusts, encouraging him to pound harder. And he seemed to get the message, doing just that. Both dogs knots were now fully formed, and each powerful thrust into his mouth and ass threatened to insert the painfully large knots. He began feeling Donut's cock tickle the back of his throat, and he would've gagged, but he'd practiced keeping his gag reflex under control for situations just like this. He could feel the pulsing veins in the dog dick as it powered past his lips again and again, slamming that knot into his lips.

In a simultaneous moment of painful bliss, he felt both dogs slam forward harder than they had before, and the knots were driven into his body hard, painfully. His jaw nearly cracked as the huge knot forced its way into his mouth, leaving his mouth closed tightly around the thin end of the dog's cock. His eyes watered up as his ass was rent open by the dog's knot back there, digging in deep with a disgusting squelch, squeezing a bit of shit out of him. He felt the hot wet shit drop down his ballsac before landing on the carpet with a dull squish.

Now he was knotted from both ends, and his body quivered, his eyes closing as he sat there sucking and grinding. It wasn't long before he felt a stirring in his ass. Rufus growled and bit down on his neck, causing Apache to shake, and Rufus did the unexpected. He yanked that knot out enough to make a spear of pain shoot up Apache's back, his body struggling to adjust. Just like that, Rufus forced the knot right back in, howling in pleasure. And so he began to brutally knot-fuck the prone dragon, almost as if he knew exactly what he were doing, maximizing his own pleasure while using the dragon's ass. It was an oddly human thing to do.

The huge danes continued to abuse Apache's holes, the cock in his mouth motionless while he sucked around the knot and the thin end of the cock. Then, all at once both dogs threw their heads back, letting out a piercing howl, Apache unable to cry out as he felt their cocks start spraying his insides from both ends. Hot, watery dog semen flooded his ass in large amounts, Rufus' tail wagging as he plugged the hole full of hot dog cum. Likewise, his tastebuds got a hint of the musky flavor, his throat receiving a bountiful load. Due to Donut being knotted in his mouth, the hot dog cum had nowhere to go but down his throat. He barely even had to swallow.

The dogs climaxed for what seemed an eternity, a hot sticky mess of cum underneath his own cock as he'd cum hands free. Apache thought it was over, but boy was he wrong. The cocks inside of him didn't seem to shrink in size at all. They just throbbed on, radiating heat throughout him. And then he felt something extremely hot and fluid begin flooding his holes. Had he not had the cock in his mouth, he wouldn't have known what it was. But the bitter acrid flavor assaulting his tastebuds told him immediately - these dogs were using him as a toilet!

Tongues hanging out low, Donut and Rufus wagged their tails as the continued grinding against the hapless dragon, flooding his holes with hot musky piss, marking his insides just like Rufus had marked his body earlier. It was so hot, in more ways than one. Apache whined and felt the urgent need to release himself, and so he did. Shit dripping from his ass, he pushed, resulting in his ass making a sickly wet sound around the knot lodged inside. As he pushed, his cock sprang into action, dumping a moderate load of his own piss over the carpet, his own tongue lashing around the knot in his mouth.

He huffed through his nose, inhaling deep as the smell of raw bestial sex, shit and piss filled his senses. It was a rush, for sure. The dragon felt a sudden pressure at his jaw and ass, and struggled to keep the knots inside. However, the dogs had other plans, as it seemed they'd taken control of the situation. With a sloppy, wet 'pop' from his ass, and a muted wet slurp from his mouth, both knots ripped free, leaving his mouth and ass hanging open wide, and he felt himself finally able to cry out in bliss, moaning and whimpering like a pathetic mess. The sounds just didn't stop...he felt his gaping asshole drop a bit of the shit expelled by Rufus' cock down his ballsac again, onto the floor, but he didn't care.

He stayed in his position, too weak with lust to move, panting, whining and moaning. He'd been so busy that he didn't even notice the dogs moving, circling around him. The dog that had been fucking his ass, Rufus, came around in front of the dragon...but he didn't face Apache...instead, he turned his rear end to Apache, lifting his tail high, pressing himself back. Apache barely had time to look up before the hot, smelly dog ass was pressed against his face, the puffy pucker rubbing its vile scent all across his fur.

Donut had now approached Apache's ass, and just as Rufus had, he climbed up on the Dragon's back, and within moments he'd thrust his still-erect length deep into Apache's sloppy asshole, knot and all. The slick wet squishing noises began again as the dog railed his ass hard, taking sloppy seconds from his brother dog, Rufus. Speaking of Rufus, the dog was rubbing himself around on Apache's face, and the dragon was sure he'd gotten a few smears of shit into his fur. And then, the dirty dog ass found its mark. Rufus had been looking for the dragon's lips. The soft, moist flesh of Apache's lips met the soft, slick flesh of Rufus' anus. The taste immediately invaded Apache's mouth, and he opened his mouth slightly, moaning.

It took him a moment to gather his senses, being rutted hard from behind and presented with a plump, ripe anus on his lips...but he knew what to do. His tongue slipped out and he dragged it up and down the plump pucker, immediately assaulting his tastebuds with the flavor of dogshit - worlds apart from the flavor of anthro shit. It was bitter, strong and overwhelmed his tastebuds - and he'd only had one lick of the dirty hole!

He wasn't going to stop however. The hard knot-fucking he was receiving in his sloppy ass drove him onward, and he pressed his lips firmly to the dirty folds of anal flesh, letting his tongue slowly part the hole. Rufus seemed to enjoy this, slowly gyrating his ass around and pressing back to help that tongue ease in. The dogs both howled in pleasure momentarily, and Apache felt his tongue slip a few inches deeper into the dirty dog ass. Immediately inside he got a tongueful of mushy shit, and he slipped his tongue out with the load, pulling it in and swallowing it, groaning. That hot dirty hole pressed harder against his lips, and he felt it begin to tremble and spread.

He pressed his face hard against the dog's quivering hole, ready to receive what was coming. He pressed his lips tightly to the hole and started sucking. Moments later, his mouth was flooding. It was almost too much to handle! The thick, gooey dog shit spread into his mouth and invaded his throat, and he struggled to swallow the copious amounts of it. Making it worse, Donut behind him rammed home, tying deep inside of the dragon and unloading a second load of slippery wet dog cum. This caused Apache to cry out, a gurgle of thick pasty shit dropping out of his mouth, running down his chin. He swallowed hard, trying to clear his mouth, before returning to his position, lips locked with the dog's anal lips, sucking the shit right out of the dog. He even dared to reach a hand around and jerk the dog off while he ate.

The last of the sloppy shit found its new home in Apache's belly, and he pulled back slowly, the remaining pushed out and splattered his forehead and nose, marking him like the dog slut he was. He coughed and spluttered now, a mixture of dogshit and dogcum sprayed across the floor, and let's not forget the acrid musky piss in the mix, and Apache's own shit. It was a vile mess, but the dogs didn't care. They needed to...no....wanted to breed. Unlike any other species or animals Apache had encountered before...these dogs wanted to fuck.

Before he could gather his senses, the dogs were rotating again, and he shivered, as Donut returned to his face, this time presenting his own dirty ass for the dogslut to clean. Apache closed his eyes and pressed his lips to the soft, dirty flesh, ready to suck it clean, bracing himself as Rufus returned to his back, that hot knotted dogcock spreading him open sorely once more, all the way in to the knot, plugging his hole deep as Rufus had his way with the dragon.

And so, like this, a simple dog sitting appointment went wrong very fast...or perhaps it was right? Apache smiled as he let the dogs do whatever they needed or wanted with him....most definitely right....