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Little Guy: The Sleepover

By Mantrid Brizon

(06/04/2020)

“Hey, Chris.”

“Yo.”

“You remember what I said, right?”

“Hm?”

Ignoring his sister, the eighteen-year-old canine Voeldahn continues to focus on his video game.

“Seriously?! We talked about this days ago, multiple times! ... Are you even listening to me?!” She snarls.

“Ow! Get off, you bitch.” He yells at his TV.

Tilting the controller as he wiggles the sticks and rapidly presses a button, he desperately tries to break free of the zombie’s grasp. With a twitching eye and a frustrated growl, she reaches over his shoulder and snatches the controller, yanking it out of his hands and pulling the charging cable along with it, popping it out of the console.

“Hey!” He turns back to her.

The woman’s voice screams through his sound bar as she’s pushed to the ground and devoured by the undead menace.

“Not cool, Lara! Why’d you go and do that?! I hadn’t saved in over an hour! That was a speed run, you know!”

“It’s just a dumb game!” She snaps back.

“This takes actual work to pull off! There’s a reason they give you trophies for these achievements!”

“Pay attention, Chris! Do you remember what I talked to you about?! Jill is coming over tonight.”

“That’s today?”

“Uh, yeah! That's why I’m in this weeby dungeon, interrupting your stupid game.” Lara replies as she rolls her vivid amber, almost yellow eyes.

“Resident Evil isn’t stupid or weeby! It has a lot of good lore.” He says as he snatches the controller back from his older sister.

“Whatever. Jill's staying over tonight, like she used to back when we were in middle school...” His nineteen-year-old sister, a college freshman, explains in a stern tone. “I’d hoped you’d become cool by now, but your still as dorky as ever, so do me a favor and stay in here... I mean it! Leave us alone and keep your weirdness to yourself.”

“You can’t tell me what to do!” He barks back.

“Of course I can! I'm sixteen months older and three inches taller than you!” She says with a smug grin.

At five feet and three-inches-tall, Chris is exceptionally short for an adult Voeldahn of nearly any breed, but especially a canine. He’s also not very physically imposing, with a scrawny physique. His fur pattern, akin to a German Shepherd but predominantly light brown, only magnifies his startling lack of height or build. Extremely self-conscious about his size, a side effect of years of bullying, the high school senior turns her somber eyes up to his sister, who stands a solid five foot six. They stand in silence, staring at each other.

They’re surrounded by Chris’ collection of manga, anime and video game posters, and bookshelves filled with quality action figures and statuettes, as well as a video game collection spanning every generation of the PlayStation. This has only increased the ridicule he’s suffered at the hands of his peers.

“Now, promise me you’re going to keep your dorkiness in here, little guy, where it can't infect Jill and I.”

“I wasn’t going to bother you or Ms. Valentine.” He quips.

“That's what I’m talking about! You keep calling her that; that’s not her last name!”

“I know, but she looks kind of like her.” He says, glancing back at his TV screen.

Lara shifts her gaze, staring at the corpse of the human on screen.

“Whatever, tiny. Just shut up and hide yourself in a cupboard or something. Stay out of sight until tomorrow morning, and if you have to stick your snout out where we can see it, don't be a creep.”

“You don’t have to be so mean...” He murmurs.

Reaching out her clawed hand, Lara ruffles the shaggy, light brown hair of his head. Longer in the front than it is in the back, it hangs over his brow and partially covers his eyes, swept over to one side. His hair matches the light brown color of his coat of dense but soft, medium length fur. With a little smile and a soft chuckle, she turns and leaves the room. With a little sigh, Chris plugs his controller back into the console, which he'd been charging after a long night of power gaming. Resuming his game, he continues his playthrough of Resident Evil 3, eager to continue his fight against the undead and monstrous hordes.

“Hey, girl!” Lara exclaims, opening the front door barely an hour later.

“Hi.”

Standing before her is Jill, her best friend of over ten years. The five foot and seven-inch-tall human with a slender body and alabaster skin waves her dainty fingers. She reaches up and pulls her neatly trimmed bangs with her manicured nails, tucking a bundle of straight, black hair behind her ear. For a moment, Lara can see the similarities between the nineteen-year-old human woman and the character of Jill Valentine from her brother's video game. She briefly chuckles as Jill steps inside.

“What?”

“Oh, nothing. Come on! I've got some good movies to show you!” Lara chirps, grabbing Jill’s wrist.

“Good. I could use it.” Jill sighs.

Lara pauses, staring with somber eyes at her best friend. She’s not sure what to say to the human. Only two days earlier Jill had broken up with Steve, her long-term boyfriend. Jill called her in tears, heartbroken after she caught him cheating on her with a bunny Voeldahn girl who also attends their college. As they've lived in the same city all of their lives, neither felt the need to leave to attend school, and all it took for them to meet up again was to manage their work schedules. Lara reaches out a clawed hand and rests it on Jill's cheek, flashing her a little smile before pulling her in and giving her a comforting hug.

“I’m sorry about Steve. He’s a piece of shit, and you can do so much better.” She says, giving the human a little squeeze.

“Thanks.” Jill speaks softly.

“Hey, let’s not think about him! I’ve got some of the best horror movies you’ve never seen! No romance today; just some men getting murdered!” Lara chirps as she pulls back.

“Heh... That’ll be nice to see.” Jill flashes a little smile.

“Come on. I bought a new 4K TV just for the occasion!”

“Oh, nice. Hey, where’s your brother? Doesn’t he still live here?”

“Huh? Oh, yeah. The dwarf geek is skulking around here somewhere. He should stay out of our way.”

“I used to love picking on him. ‘Bite sized’, and ‘the purse dog’.” Jill giggles.

“Tiny Tim isn’t a concern.”

“Is he home?”

“Sleeping or gaming.” Lara quickly replies.

“I’d like to see him, if that’s okay.”

Lara stops in her tracks and turns toward her best friend, a shocked look on her face.

“After what Steve did, I was thinking about him.”

“... Why?” A shocked Lara asks.

“I don’t know... I guess I was feeling bad for always teasing him.”

“I think he’s sleeping. He can’t keep regular hours, the jobless loser that he is. He can barely get to school on time.”

“Oh...” Jill sighs. “Some other time, I guess...”

Making their way down the hall they pass Chris’ bedroom door. It’s the same room that he’s had for fifteen years, as long as they’ve been living in that house. Entering Lara’s bedroom, a room very typical of the average nineteen-year-old girl, the canine Voeldahn with an appearance akin to a German Shepherd turns on her blue ray player. Putting on a slasher film, the pair watch the vicious killer slaughtering his victims. As a handsome, feline Voeldahn is hacked to death by the killer, Jill slumps back.

“Damn... He was so hot.”

“He’s alright...” Lara replies. “His buddy is cuter.”

“I said ‘hot’, not ‘cute’.” Jill retorts.

“You’ve been really checking out all the guys in this movie... What’s going on?”

Jill sighs and slumps into her chair, her shoulders rising as she conceals her neck in the collar of her sweater. Now both amused and concerned, Lara pauses the film and turns toward her friend.

“Talk to me, sister.”

“It’s just... It’s been a while.” Jill grumbles.

“What’s ‘a while’?”

Jill’s cheek flush as she turns her deep blue, almost navy eyes toward the dog girl.

“... That long?!”

“Let’s just say I haven’t ridden a flesh and blood cock in quite a few months...” Jill reluctantly explains.

“Uh... Why?!” A shocked Lara gasps.

“Steve...”

“You mean? ...”

“He and I didn’t get any time alone for months, not after he took that new internship at the power company. It’s practically slave labor! When we did get time together though...” Jill sighs. “He was either tired or distracted or just... Didn’t want to fuck me. I thought he was overworked, but then I walked in on him with that skank...”

“I’m so sorry.” Lara speaks softly. “You didn’t deserve that, sister.”

“I gave that fucker everything! I was loyal to him! I stuck to dildos because I never wanted to hurt him by taking in some other guy’s cock, and yet I have to walk into his apartment, and on a day he knew I was going to show up, and there he is! Just...” Jill sniffles as she pauses. “Just balls deep in some bunny Voeldahn’s little pussy! Her little tail swishing as she rocks her hips like she owned him... J-just... Moaning away...”

“Hey, hey!” Lara scoots closer.

Jill wipes away a tear with the back of her hand.

“I’m sorry.”

“For what?!” Lara gasps.

“This wasn’t supposed to be a bad day.”

“It’s not. We just need to get your mind off of that piece of shit!” Lara chirps.

After comforting her best friend, Lara resumes the film. Once it's finished playing, which doesn't take long, the pair take a walk, surf the internet, and just enjoy each other's company. It does wonders for Jill's pain, distracting her from her humiliation and loneliness. As dinner time comes, Jill joins Lara and her parents at the table. A place is set for Chris, but he never shows up. Looking at the empty space, David, Lara's father, lets out a frustrated sigh.

“He’s missing dinner... Again!”

“I know, but I couldn’t wake him up, babe.” His wife, Heather, replies.

“How hard did you knock?”

“Hard enough to hurt my knuckles.” She replies.

“I think he was up all night, mom.” Lara interjects.

“Ugh... That kid needs a change.” David grumbles, closing his eyes and rubbing the bridge of his snout. “I’ve been thinking about sending him to Mark’s.”

“During the school year?!” Heather gasps.

“Why not?! My brother is a hard worker. You have to be to own a farm! He can spend time there, without internet or TV, and enjoy the work ethic of a rural town.” David explains.

“I’m all for it! Ship him off!” Lara chirps.

“Is he that bad?” Jill asks.

“He’s turning into a lazy good-for-nothing, and I’m just worried. Unless he’s learning to code in there, I can’t think of what else he’s going to do with his life.” David replies.

“Yeah, he’s pretty screwed! He was born too late to get famous as a YouTuber.” Lara snickers.

“What do you say, baby-doll? Consider it, at least?” David turns to his wife.

“Well, I have been a bit concerned...” Heather admits. “Maybe we could send him on the weekends, or get some kind of pass from his school?”

“It’s a start!”

After an otherwise pleasant dinner, Lara and Jill help Heather clean the table before retreating to Lara’s bedroom to watch a few more films and gossip about classmates and teachers. As the night rolls in, they change into their night clothes, oversized t-shirts that just cover their panties. They camp on the floor in sleeping bags, making a game of the whole night. With a lantern between them, Jill and Lara even tell scary urban legends to each other, shrieking and laughing as they amuse each other. Eventually neither woman can remain awake, as they've both adapted to conventional work and school schedules.

Waking up panting in the middle of the night, Jill lay in the darkness. Staring at the ceiling, her body burns. Reaching a hand down, she recalls the dream she was having. Her hands run over her plump, C-cup breasts before reaching her thighs. Sliding her fingers closer toward her womanhood, she gently touches herself, feeling her loins through her panties. She gasps. She’s so wet! She briefly rubs her clitoris through her panties, only to subdue a moan, turn her head, and find herself looking at the sleeping Lara. Shaking her head, she sits up.

“Calm down, girl... Not here.” She whispers to herself.

Just then, Jill feels another urge. She’d drank a lot of tea during the day, and now she has to pee. Quietly climbing out of her sleeping bag, she tiptoes toward the door, slips out as silently as she can and creeps down the hall. As she passes Chris’ bedroom door, she can hear him typing away. Turning her head, she can see that his bedroom door is cracked open. It’s as if he tried to close it, but the latch didn’t click into place and it slowly slid open. No light pierces the paper-thin crack as she continues, moving carefully and quietly into the bathroom in the middle of the hallway. Chris’ room is almost directly across from the bathroom.

Entering the bathroom, she sees the faucet dripping and hears the toilet still hissing. Chris must’ve just used it. After relieving herself, Jill washes and dries her hands, before making her way back down the hall. She stops in her tracks when she can hear a familiar noise.

“Ahh-yeah!” A woman squeals.

“Damn...” Chris murmurs.

The squealing suddenly stops. Still feeling the urge in her moist loins, Jill turns her head and stares at Chris’ door. What is he watching? It’s obviously porn, but what kind? Overcome by her curiosity and arousal, Jill creeps toward his door. She wrestles with the right and wrong as she slowly extends a hand, though she only hesitates for a moment. Very carefully pushing open his bedroom door, she peeks inside. With the side of his bed facing the door and the head on the side with the hinge, she first spots his paw-like, digitigrade feet. She pauses, but the faint squealing beckons to her.

She continues to poke her head into his room. Her dark blue eyes scan his form, running from his feet and ankles and along his unclothed, furry legs. As she scans him, she freezes in shock and awe, her eyes bulging nearly out of her head. There he is, lying back on his bed, his laptop near the wall and sitting at an angle. Completely naked, Chris’ hand moves up and down as he masturbates, watching a hentai of a human having sex with a Voeldahn. One hand cups his furry scrotum, gently fondling his testicles, while the other vigorously strokes his glossy, charcoal black penis.

The image is shocking enough, but what startles her is his genitals. Chris’ big balls more than fill up his hand, and his jet-black penis is huge! It’s so large that as he lay stretched out on his bed, the pointy tip of his dog-like cock reaches beyond the bottom of his sternum! This isn’t even mentioning how fat his shaft is, which is considerable. His fingers encircle his dick, but his own claws barely touch each other. With his snout hardly visible and pointy ears at an angle, she can see the silhouette of his head; he stares at the screen and away from the door.

Her eyes turn back toward Chris’ big dick, staring at him as he masturbates. Suddenly, his knot begins to swell, and Chris loses a portion of his shaft to the growing ball at the base of his cock. She licks her lips and pants, her loins growing hotter and more moist.

“Wow...” She whispers to herself.

Chris doesn’t hear her. Thankfully, the Voeldahn only appear as human and animal hybrids; he doesn’t have the enhanced hearing of a dog. With his focus on his laptop and the carnal cartoon on his screen, Jill cannot help herself. She reaches down and begins to rub her pussy, her head sticking into his bedroom and her body in the empty hallway. Rubbing herself faster and harder, she struggles to subdue a moan. She bites her bottom lip. Suddenly, she finds herself opening Chris’ bedroom door. She doesn’t know what possesses her, but she’s overcome by the desire to see him even closer.

Hearing his door creaking open, Chris’ vivid amber eyes open mid-moan. He bolts upright in bed, his big, throbbing erection in-hand as he turns to see a shocking sight. The pale human in only an oversized t-shirt and panties steps into his room.

“What the hell?!” He gasps.

“Shh!”

Seeing her lustful gaze, he follows her eyes and flushes beneath his fur, taking his hand away from his penis and hastily grabbing a sheet to cover himself. Jill steps closer, shutting the bedroom door behind her. She closes it properly, the latch clicking into place. As she approaches the edge of his bed, he looks silently and nervously at the beautiful human, who stares intently at the bulge of his impressive erection. She reaches out with her slender fingers and grasps the edge of his sheet, slowly pulling it away from his legs. Being the shy and inexperienced young man that he is, Chris merely sits there, watching her do it.

“W-what’re you doing?” He finally chokes out.

He grabs at the sheet and she suddenly yanks, revealing his manhood all over again.

“Wow.” She says with a little chuckle. “I guess I don’t get to call you ‘little guy’, ‘tiny’ or ‘bite sized’ anymore, huh?”

He flushes even more.

“God damn, your cock is big...”

“Th-thanks.” He sheepishly replies, shying away from her.

She sits at the edge of his bed and stares into his vivid, amber eyes. She reaches out for him but seems to hesitate. Chris can see her struggling with her own actions and slowly moves to cover himself, as his erection slowly begins to soften.

“Have you used this yet?” She suddenly asks.

“Y-you mean, on a girl?!”

“Uh, yeah... Unless you swing that way.” She giggles.

“No.”

“No, to which?”

“To either. I’m straight, and I’ve never had sex before.”

“That’s a shame... Have you ever measured it?!” She chirps, leaning closer.

“Once.” He bashfully bows his head. “I’m eight and a half inches long, and just over two inches in diameter. B-but my knot drops that down to only six and a half inches!”

“That’s not small, sweetheart.” She replies with a smile.

Chris is now the most endowed man she’s ever known, more than beating her previous boyfriend, Steve, and the few others she’s had before him. After a brief but intense stare, her lips curl up at the corners, forming a little grin. Reaching out her hand, she strokes the underside of his throbbing cock with her fingertips. Though it’s softening, it’s still quite firm as it hangs to one side, gently swaying with every beat of his heart. Her touch causes both of them to shiver with delight, though Chris is far more nervous than she is. He’s never had something like this happen to him before. It’s all so new!

As a healthy young man, however, he’s eager to see how far she’ll go. It overrides his nerves, which cause him to tremble. He sits back and waits, though he doesn’t have to wait long. She takes hold of his cock and gives the semi-firm organ a squeeze. His flesh is so hot! As she strokes his manhood, Chris’ arousal returns, and soon his big, jet-black dick is as hard as a rock. The only sounds in the dark room are the very faint grunts and groans of the hentai woman as she’s reamed by her lover. Jill feels herself growing increasingly wet with each stroke. Her little pussy must be dripping by now. The thought of seeing her own glossy loins stretching over his big cock makes her giggle.

“W-what’s so funny?” He asks with a shaking voice.

“Oh, nothing. Just thinking about how wet you’re making me.”

“That's very forward of you.”

“Does that bother you?” She cocks her head as she shifts her gaze, looking into his bright, amber eyes.

“I-I, uhm... I don’t know. I’m just not used to it, I guess. I-I’m not v-very... Uhm.”

“I know, sweetheart. You don’t see many girls in chess club.” She teases him while slowly stroking his manhood.

“I’m not in the chess club.”

“Whatever.” Shifting her gaze, she stares at his manhood once more.

Up and down, she strokes his hot flesh. She loves feeling his girthy six and a half inches of shaft in her dainty hand, so fat that her manicured nails barely brush each other. His swollen knot presses into the blade of her palm with every downstroke. It makes her heart beat a little faster. Her grip loosens and her fingertips caress his knot, feeling the firmness of his pulsating member.

“Jeez, this thing... I can’t believe I never knew about this. I’ve been playing with dick since I was fourteen, and I knew you way before then. If I’d known about this way back then...” She sighs, her hand stroking his manhood as well as he ever could. “Hey, have you ever had this sucked?!” She abruptly asks.

“Uh, no... I’m a virgin, remember?” He replies, a shameful look on his face.

“That doesn’t mean you’ve never had it sucked, sweetheart.” She retorts, her thumb rubbing the pointed tip of his cock.

“Nnn... Well, in my case it does.”

“Oh...”

With her smile growing wider, she reaches up and brushes her straight black hair away from her face, tucking a bundle behind an ear. The young human woman with alabaster skin shifts her gaze to Chris’ laptop screen.

“Turn that off. It’s distracting me.” She remarks.

“Sure.”

As he presses the spacebar to pause the hentai, Jill abruptly leans forward and opens wide. She first uses her tongue to lick the tip. Chris gasps, caught off guard by the sudden sensation. He leans back in bed and stares at the gorgeous human, who leans over his crotch. Swirling her tongue around the pointed tip of his canine phallus, she teases him with all of the skill that she has. She’s had sex many, many times before, but never with anyone that she wasn’t already dating. Four boyfriends, beginning when she was fourteen, have taught her much, and yet she still feels a tension growing within her.

Chris is not only her first fling, but also her first Voeldahn, and the largest she’s ever seen in person. Leaning even closer, she drags her tongue along the underside of his big dick before grabbing his member, lifting it up and kissing the tip of his penis. Without missing a beat, she kisses him a second time and then shoves the throbbing organ into her mouth. It’s so fat that she feels as though she’ll need to dislocate her jaw to fit him, but that doesn’t stop her from stuffing more and more into her mouth. Her enthusiasm shocks even herself, and certainly amazes Chris, who pulls his pillows closer and uses them as a backrest, watching her vigorously sucking on his virgin cock.

“Ooohhh, Jill... I can’t believe you’re doing this.” He softly moans.

She ignores him, resting her hands on his furry thighs as she begins to bob her head up and down. She does her best to please him as she reaches deep into her throat with his exceptional manhood. His girth is so large that she feels her jaw straining to adapt to him. A hand reaches down and she touches her loins, feeling herself through her panties. Jill’s pussy oozes her lubricating juices, and she feels the dampness through her cotton panties. Sliding off of the edge of his bed while keeping his cock in her mouth, she hooks her panties with her thumbs and slides them down to her ankles.

She shifts her body as she steps out of her underwear, planting her palms on the bed, beside each of his legs, and turning so that her buttocks faces toward him. He leans even further back in bed and watches in awe as she exposes her beautiful womanhood to him. Her young, taut pussy glistens in the electrified glow of his laptop screen. She’s waxed smooth. Up and down she bobs her head, swirling her tongue around the tip and shaft of his big cock. She slurps on his manhood as if her life depended on it.

“Ooh! Mmmm-yeah!” He groans, his eyes rolling back in ecstasy.

Suddenly, she shivers and shifts her body, tilting her head and turning her deep blue eyes. As she looks over her own body at him, she sees that Chris has reached out and begun slowly and softly rubbing her pussy. He teases her nether lips with his fingertips and gently rubs her clitoris. To her surprise, he seems to know what he’s doing; he applies just the right amount of pressure. Perhaps he’s learned from watching porn? Climbing up and onto the bed, she swings a leg over him and shoves her perfect little ass into his face while resting on her forearms and knees and still fellating him.

At this point, she sucks on his member for her own pleasure; his exotic shape and lovely taste are far too good for her to stop now. She trembles as Chris places his hands on her firm ass cheeks, squeezing them as he buries his snout between them. His nose rests near her anus, making her face flush. She feels a lick, and then another. She flushes even more and her eyes narrow as she moans into his big, black, throbbing cock. Just then, she gasps, or at least she would if her mouth wasn’t full. He stuffs his tongue into her hot, wet hole, exploring her vaginal canal with the eagerness of a child playing with a new toy.

Chris diligently eats out her tight pussy, and she’s once again surprised by his level of skill. She grips the base of his cock with one hand, holding firmly to his swollen, bulbous knot as she pleasures him with her mouth. She takes him from her mouth and licks at the sides, kissing him along the way. It’s almost as if she’s devouring an ear of corn. Reaching his tip, she gives him another lick and tastes his pre-cum. It’s delicious. That’s the final straw. She cannot simply stop here; she MUST feel him inside of her! There’s no other choice for her now.

She wants to know what it’s like to have the short, canine Voeldahn stuffing his hung, jet-black cock into her little pink cunt, stretching out her vaginal canal before pushing the knot inside. Taking her mouth off of her lover’s penis, she pulls away from him. At first, he’s confused and asks her what she’s doing, but he falls silent as she crawls on his bed like a dog, turning herself around and facing him. Straddling her new lover, she yanks off her oversized t-shirt, now as naked as the day she was born. She tosses it to the floor as she begins to grind her eager pussy against his flesh, smooshing her nether lips into his rock hard, throbbing cock.

She doesn’t forget to test out any of his other potentially hidden talents and thrusts her full, C-cup breasts into his face. His snout slips between them, his amber, almost yellow eyes turning up to gaze at her. He looks so innocent, so cute! He grabs hold of each womanly mound, teasing her hot-pink nipples and licking them with the same intensity that he showed her quivering loins. Yet again, she’s startled by how competent he is. He doesn’t suck on her nipples as if he was a baby drinking milk; he sucks very gently, popping her nipples carefully and licking around her areolas. He knows just how to please her.

With his eyes closed as he works, he can only feel her motions as she prepares herself. Reaching behind and beneath her, she grabs his endowment with her fingertips, lifts herself up and raises his manhood. With the tip poised to enter her hungry loins and satisfy her trembling body, she pauses for a moment. Only now does she realize just what it is that she’s doing. She’s never fucked a man that she wasn’t already dating, though she’s known Chris for years. Isn’t that close enough to take his cock into her very eager pussy? Her mind suddenly poses a new question.

Does she really want to do this without the courtesy of a condom? She believes him when he says that he’s a virgin, and she’s tested herself for STDs between each boyfriend, but the fact is she’s never been on birth control in her life. She’d tried them before, but the side effects were severe and so she stopped; all of her previous boyfriends had worn condoms. She looks over her shoulder and down at his legs, seeing his tight, furry scrotum and large, full balls. Leaning a little further back, she spots the underside of his charcoal black, canine Voeldahn cock.

Recalling how fervently she sucked on it, and feeling it against her fingertips and pussy, it’s easily the largest that she’s ever had the pleasure to enjoy. Does she really want to stop? ... No! Not at all! She wants to ride him as hard as she’s ridden any man in her life! Her mind, however, asks her once again.

“Think about this! Is it really worth it? What if you get pregnant?!”

“Oh well!” She thinks to herself. “I’ll just ask him not to cum in me and enjoy him while I can! Problem solved!”

With that, she lowers herself and pushes him in. Jill was right. He’s absolutely huge! She grits and bares her teeth, growling softly as she feels her nether lips spreading on the pointy tip of his endowment, stretching them further than she’s ever felt before. Meanwhile, Chris winces and groans, feeling a vagina enveloping his exceptional manhood for the first time in his life. Are they always this tight?! He slumps back, held up at a slight angle because of his pillows. Jill moves with him, lying against his chest as she pushes more and more of his big cock into her love tunnel.

Soon, she’s taken all six and a half inches of usable shaft. She gasps and groans, feeling the girthy member stretching her vaginal canal to the max. She pants for air, her chest heaving. She’s as full as she’s ever been before, and it’s a wonderful sensation. Just to make sure that he’s fully inserted, she wiggles her little ass and shimmies backward, gently bucking against him, even though he isn’t moving. Chris is overcome by the feeling of her pussy clenching his big, jet-black cock like a steaming hot, velvety vice. He’s in; she’s taken every millimeter of him, leaving only his knot to guard her nether lips. A wide and lustful grin forms on her face.

“Rrr-yeah! Mmmm-now that’s a full pussy.” She giggles. “God, baby, I wish I knew you were so hung before; I’d have fucked you years ago!”

“I-I wish I would’ve known you cared about that, then I would’ve shown you sooner.” He softly replies.

“You’d make such a cute boyfriend.”

Jill grins from cheek to cheek and begins her work. She starts to bounce, still overcome by the sensation of his sheer size plowing into her little hole. Suddenly, a new sensation distracts her from her own awe. The swollen knot of his masculine organ presses into the soft, moist flesh of her taut, teenage pussy. She bounces very slowly, taking a little at a time and bumping her quivering snatch with his knot. Chris fondles her plump breasts and nuzzles her face. Is he looking for a kiss?! She turns her head and stares into his eyes. He doesn’t disappoint and swiftly locks their lips in a passionate kiss.

She’s never kissed a Voeldahn before, but from the front, the lips of his snout don’t feel much different from a human’s. He progresses in their kiss. Their tongues entwine, albeit rather clumsily on his part. Jill has finally found a weakness, but considering his endowment and his other skills, she doesn’t mind teaching him how to kiss. She doesn’t mind at all, especially as his furry arms wrap around her slender body and hold her tightly. He treats her as if she was already his girlfriend, which makes it easier for her to continue, though the pleasure of taking his big, canine cock would be more than enough for her.

Up and down she rides him. Plop, plop, plop. His clawed hands slowly glide down her sleek body, eventually coming to rest on her firm little buttocks; each hand grips tightly to a cheek. She feels his black claws pressing into her flesh as he directs her to move even faster, all while slowly slithering further down until he’s lying flat upon his back. She obeys, pressing her hands into his chest as she lifts herself up. Grunting and growling, she diligently rides him, as if her very life depended on it. In only a few minutes she begins to feel the immense pleasure simmering.

She brings herself to orgasm before even five minutes has passed, as told by the glowing red display of his digital alarm clock. She pants and gasps, biting her bottom lip so that she doesn’t scream from ecstasy. She’s never cum so fast before, even when masturbating! As she trembles from her orgasm, she slows her pace and falls forward. She lay over his chest because she doesn’t have the strength to hold herself up any more. Chris doesn’t disappoint and rests his paw-like feet atop his bed, spreading his legs and bending his knees. His thighs give her some support as he suddenly starts ramming his big dick into her trembling flesh.

Thwap, thwap, thwap, thwap, thwap! She squeals into his neck and pillow, unable to do anything else. Why is he so good at this?! He fucks her better than anyone else ever has, and yet she knows he lacks experience. How is Chris so good?! Is it his exotic, Voeldahn penis? Is it his sheer size or his hidden talents? Maybe it’s his fur covered body, or who he is; she’s known this short, nerdy Voeldahn since he was barely eight, and even then, he was 100% completing video games as if it was his religion. Perhaps it’s the naughtiness of the act itself, fucking her best friend’s younger brother, and doing it while his sister and parents are asleep only a few rooms away...

Regardless of the cause, all she knows or cares about is that he’s giving her the best sex she’s ever had, and she’s only going to want more. She no longer cares that his hung cock reams her little pussy without the forethought of a condom; no foul latex is tainting her new favorite dick. It oozes sticky pre-cum as he thrusts, ramming the charcoal colored phallus into her little, pink hole, stretching out her loins. Harder and harder he thrusts, the bedframe shaking and squeaking as the mattress subtly shifts. She winches as he slams his hard knot against her soft, moist flesh.

“Rrr-rrr-rrr!” He growls.

Jill is rocked by another orgasm. Oh, how pleasurable this short Voeldahn is. His growling only intensifies as he hears her squealing into his pillow and feels her pussy clamping down on him yet again. He instinctually knows what he’s doing to her, and how much she loves it. Soon, though, he slows his pace and adjusts his footing. He now rocks his hips far more slowly, but pushes even harder and with more deliberate force.

“Nngf. Come on, baby. Rrrr-yeah. Take it all. I wanna feel your tight little ass on my balls.” He growls lustfully into her ear.

She’s taken aback by his sudden aggressiveness. She can hear the masculinity increasing in his voice, and so she nods, whimpers what’s supposed to be a reply, and begins bucking against him. With a few hard and firm pushes, she finally feels it. His knot begins to stretch her vagina, spreading her nether lips to their limit as it forces its way inside. She bites her bottom lip and shivers, wincing as she feels him stuffing the large ball into her pussy. At a little more than three inches in diameter, it’s a considerable task to push Chris’ knot into her tight cunt, completely inexperienced with penises like his.

Deeper and deeper it slowly goes, and with an audible pop, she’s finally taken the entirety of his big, jet-black, canine cock within her quivering loins. All eight and a half inches of his meat are now sheathed within her body. She’s never felt so stretched, so full. It’s wonderful. He groans louder and gives her little thrusts, never removing his knot from her trembling flesh. Soon, she’s adapted enough to allow him more comfortable movement. He slowly pulls his knot out of her pussy, but only partially. Just before it’s fully removed, he stuffs it back inside of her, where it belongs.

After a few minutes of this, she can’t take any more and is rocked by a third orgasm. Her loins clam down onto his manhood like a vice, as they have twice before. This time, however, the force of her pelvic contractions squeeze his knot at the base and draws him in. He’s locked in place, feeling the whole of his member trapped within the beautiful, slender human with nice, plump, C-cup tits and a firm, smackable butt. His heavy, full, chicken egg sized balls are smooshed into her tight little ass. All his little thrusts and pelvic muscle squeezes can do is wiggle his exceptional penis inside of the undersized vagina of the gorgeous young woman.

Chris’ amber eyes roll back in his head. Does she realize how close he is to his precipice? Jill suddenly rocks her hips, bouncing his cock within her, with what little room it has left. He can feel every millimeter of her flesh rubbing all over his organ, as she can feel the downright enormous penis reaming her little pussy to fit him like a very tight glove. It’s bringing her toward her fourth orgasm. With her pussy clamping down so tightly onto him, Chris can no longer hold out.

“Rrr-I’m, nngf, I’m! HhhnnnnnNNNNN!!!” He grunts as quietly as he can.

“Ahh! Mmmmmm!” She briefly squeals before pushing her face into the pillow behind his head and moaning into it.

Jet after powerful jet blasts his potent semen into the young woman’s fertile loins. One, two, three and then four. Each burst of cum is as strong as the last; his volume is almost as incredible as the viscosity and heat of his seed, or the sheer size of the penis from which it flows. The burning ooze forces its way through her cervix, driving her wild. It floods her uterus, sticking to the uterine walls and coating every available space. Soon, there’s nowhere left for it to go but straight for her fallopian tubes. Five and then six jets and his flow slowly losses strength.

After two more final spurts, she now feels more full than she ever has in her life. She’s never felt so much cock, or enjoyed so much cum, especially as he’s the first to ever cum in her without a condom. The realization finally strikes her. In all of their carnal pleasure, Jill completely forgot to ask him to pull out! Could he have even been able to avoid spilling his potent Voeldahn seed into her young and fertile human body, especially when he was knotting her as he was? Even if he could’ve, she was so consumed by their pleasure that she completely forgot to tell him not to give her such a wonderfully enjoyable creampie.

She doesn’t care anymore, though, not when she’s so thoroughly pleasured. Chris’ penis sits in a stew of her vaginal juices and his own cum. She softly giggles at the mental image of sticky white bits all over his charcoal black penis. He doesn’t even notice to ask her why she’s laughing, as he’s just as satisfied as she is; this was the most pleasure that either of them have had in their young lives.

“Wow... That was incredible.” She finally coos, turning her head and staring longingly into his bright amber eyes.

“Yeah. You were so great.” He says with a smile.

Initiating a kiss herself, Jill’s heart races. Suddenly, the short, dorky, eighteen-year-old brother of her best friend isn’t quite so unappealing to her, at least physically. In fact, he’s quickly becoming her new favorite in the household; he’s already her new favorite boy by default. She looks forward to spending more time with him. Her mind races as much as her heart and she wonders if she could find a way to do this again. Maybe she should ask to sleep over another night or later on in the coming weeks? Then she’d have a way to repeat this night.

Maybe she could ask him to hang out with her and his sister, only to find a way to ditch Lara and corner Chris in private? Maybe she should just become his girlfriend? She shakes this final thought from her mind. She’ll just come back and visit Chris, or ask him to come to her house where they’ll have all the privacy she’ll need to enjoy the surprisingly well-endowed dog boy. As he holds her, nuzzling her so affectionately, she cannot help but think back on her previous four boyfriends. Chris is sweeter than the lot of them, even when she was mean to him and teasing him because of his short stature. Perhaps that makes him the better man?

“This was so nice. I wish we could do this again.” He suddenly says.

“We can.” She coos.

“Really?!”

“Mhm!” She smiles wide.

"Good. I wish..." He suddenly hesitates, his expression becoming melancholy. “I wish we could hang out sometime. I wish I had a girlfriend who was as cool as you.”

Jill is blown away. She can see how sincere he is, and her heart warms to him.

“Maybe, just maybe, you’ll get a girl like me?” She giggles sweetly, nuzzling his cheek and kissing the side of his muzzle.

After sharing a smile and a long, passionate kiss, she lay over his chest for a while. She’s unable to do anything else, not until his manhood softens. As he came, she’s certain that she felt his manhood swell, locking her in place. Or perhaps that’s just her perverse imagination, looking for any excuse to enjoy the feeling of being locked with the almost gargantuan phallus of her Voeldahn lover? Either way, after a few minutes his manhood eventually softens, and she slowly and carefully pulls her sore pussy from atop his big cock. She flops down on his bed, lying as limp as a ragdoll beside him. She wants to get up, but her legs feel like jelly. She giggles.

“What’s so funny?” He asks with a little smirk.

“You fucked out my ability to stand.” She coolly replies, smiling lustfully at him and gazing into his eyes.

He bows his head and flushes beneath his fur. He looks so adorably innocent. If she could, she’d pounce on him right now and ride him all over again.

“That’s okay.” He speaks softly.

“Being unable to walk is okay?!” She chuckles.

“Yeah. You can sleep here. I’ll take care of you.”

Slithering closer, she rolls over as he slips his arms around her slender body, hooking her with his clawed hands and pulling her in. As the Voeldahn boy holds the human girl as if she were already his, she realizes then than there that she’s underestimated him. He’s not just a great lover but also a good guy with a warm heart. He rests his snout atop her shoulder as they spoon, her tight butt pressing against his groin and feeling the slimy flesh of his flaccid manhood between her cheeks. He kisses her face so sweetly as he makes himself comfortable.

To her surprise, this is an even bigger comfort than the pleasure of her most powerful orgasms. Overcome by exhaustion and the serenity of his embrace, she closes her dark blue eyes and swiftly falls asleep. Waking up to his alarm, which is set quite early, Jill opens her eyes. Realizing where she is, she bolts up in bed.

“Jill? ... Where are you?” A sleepy Lara calls out to her from down the hall.

“Uh-oh...” Jill murmurs to herself.

As Chris also wakes up, she slithers out of his grasp, only to still feel a weakness in her legs as she plants her feet onto his carpeted floor. After wobbling for a moment, she looks around for her clothes. She finds them strewn about the floor, in a pile mixed in with Chris’ clothes. As she reaches for her panties, she’s distracted by a trickle running down one of her legs. Glancing toward her groin, she sees the remnants of Chris’ thick and potent cum seeping out of her thoroughly used vagina, now watery and thin from an entire night of soaking into her womanhood.

She feels her heart racing all over again, now that her mind is no longer consumed by lust. She’s never had a man cum in before. As wonderful as it felt, and as spectacular as it was to put his semen inside of her, it was such a huge risk to take. How could she be so stupid? How could she allow herself to be so consumed by lust? Was this because she had to endure nearly six months without sex, relying only on masturbation and toys? Is that even an excuse for her lack of consideration for her eggs?

“Hello? Jill? Where’d you go, sister?” Lara calls out again.

As Chris finally sits upright in bed, Jill has snapped out of her trance. She bends over, reaches out and hastily grabs at the underwear from the pile of clothes, looking to Chris as she hooks it with her fingers. Slipping her legs through the holes, she pulls them up to conceal his cum that oozes from her vagina, pooling into the cotton underwear. She collects her oversized t-shirt and pulls it over her head, her full, C-cup breasts jiggling as she covers herself.

“Sneaking back into the right room?” Chris suddenly says, a sorrow in his voice.

“I’m sorry. I just don’t want her to know about this, at least not yet.”

“Oh...” He murmurs, a frown spreading across his face.

“Hey, don’t look like that. It’s not what you think, stud. I just... I didn’t expect to do what we did last night, and I’m not sure how to talk to her about us. I need time to think about my strategy.”

“Us?!” His eyes light up.

“Aww, you’re so cute.” She giggles, leaning in and kissing his cheek. “Us, stud. If you’re going to be plowing me on the reg, I’m not going to hide it. Just give me time to work out the awkwardness, okay?”

“Okay.” He says with a little smile.

After sharing one last kiss, she tiptoes out of his room, heading for the bathroom just across the hall. She feigns the act of stepping into the hallway from the bathroom, just as Lara emerges from her room, rubbing her sleepy eyes.

“Oh, hey. I wondered where you were.”

“Oh, yeah! I, uhm... I had to use the bathroom and I didn’t hear you.” Jill swiftly lies.

“I hope you didn’t blow it up.” Lara chuckles.

“No.”

“Want to go out and get breakfast?”

“Sure!” Jill chirps, thankful that her best friend isn’t questioning her.

Brushing past her friend in the hallway, she makes her way to Lara’s bedroom. Meanwhile, Lara heads for the bathroom, just across from Chris’ bedroom door.

“I’ll go get dressed.” Jill remarks.

“Yeah, sure. Oh, hey! I was thinking about what we were talking about last night, about guys, and them being shitty. Well, I was thinking about this one guy who’d probably be-... What’s that?”

“Huh?” Jill glances over her shoulder.

With a strange look on her face, a furled brow, squinted eyes and lips contorted around her dog-like snout, Lara points a clawed finger at Jill’s butt. Shifting even further and lifting a scrawny arm, Jill glances down at her firm ass, only to be left horrified. With her arm raised, her top has lifted somewhat and it’s even more apparent. In her haste, she’d grabbed Chris’ underwear by mistake. Not only that but the stain of his copious amount of semen is starting to show through the crotch of the light gray briefs, which is very visible as Jill turns around and faces her best friend.

“Uh... Those are my brother’s...”

“Oh...”

The two young women share a long, awkward and intense stare. Chris’ bedroom door slowly creaks open. Poking his snout through the crack, he peeks into the hallway before sticking his head out.

“H-hey, sis... I just need to see Jill for a minute... Uhm... Here.”

With an embarrassed little grin, he holds out a finger with Jill’s panties dangling from his claw. His sister’s eyes bulge nearly out of her head. She looks with shock at the off-white panties, her mouth hanging open as she slowly turns her gaze toward her best friend, who now blushes quite noticeably. Clearing her throat, Jill sheepishly steps closer, reaches out and snatches her panties from her lover’s claw.

“Well... This-was-fun-see-ya’-later-bye!” He speaks a mile a minute before quickly closing his bedroom door.

“Huh...” Lara chokes out.

“So, uhm... I can explain!” Jill nervously chuckles, scratching the back of her head with the hand that holds her panties.