The Adventures of Dingo Dan Part 3 By TriplexXxWerewolf (http://www.triplexxxwerewolf.sofurry.com)

As the engine of the bear's rig rumbled away, Bear Hunter got his speed on, as he hit the road in search of the nearest motorcycle shop.

He was on the same road Dan was on earlier, when he saw something off to the side a mile out.

Slowing down, he saw that it was a bike that had been crashed, laying on the side. Stopping, he climbed out of the cab to check it out.

"Fits over here, it's no-one's bike. Finders keepers." he said, hefting the heavy bike over his shoulders.

For a bear with a gut who's on his butt most of the time, he was strong enough to carry the bike and put it on the flatbed, strapping it down real good.

Climbing back in, he shut the door as he clicked the mike.

"Bear Hunter to Dingo Dan. Come in, Dingo Dan."

"Dingo Dan here, whacha need?"

"Found a parts bike takin' a dirt nap on the side. I'm bringin' it back over, engine looks in good condition. Just gotta kick a tire, then i'll come back around."

"Ten-four, over and out." (click)

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"How's lunch goin', you two?" the waitress, a young german shepard female with dark red hair, asked.

"Moighty foine." Dan replied as Kraig ate his sandwich.

"You must be so hungry you left your manners at home." the waitress said. A couple truckers laughed at the joke.

"Damn, Serena, you're just the funniest girl ever. That's the best one i heard all day!" a cocker spaniel shouted from the far end of the diner.

"Eh, shut it, Rick! I don't need you encouraging me to sass nobody!" she hollered back. everyone chuckled a bit.

"This is a nice place, Miss Serena. I like it." Dan complimented.

"Well, to me, it's kind of a dump. But at least i'm trying to make it better. Place just needs a coat of paint, something these jarheads wouldn't know the first thing about."

"Hey, we ain't lazy, you just watch. We'd paint this place in two seconds!" a lion/tiger hybrid said.

"Not on my diner, ya don't! You'd have a better chance'a suckin' your own cocks with your fat guts in the way!"

"Bitch, ya better watch yer language, we got kids here!" the spaniel shouted back as the other truckers laughed.

The waitress sighed. "I swear, these guys... Sorry, hon, i made it worse for you and your bee-eff."

"Aw, that's okay, we've heard it all before." Dan replied. "And i got a plan for these men. Kraig, cover your ears. Serena, do the same, and hand me that air horn, please."

They did so, and Dan hopped up on the counter. Grabbing the air horn that the shepard girl handed to him, he folded his ears under his hat and pressed the trigger.

(Horn blares)

Every trucker in the bar covered thier ears as the blast went off for a second. After, they looked at the dingo standing on the counter, some confused, some angry.

"All right, boys, listen up! I am offering my services in exchange for leavin' the poor girl alone."

"What kinda services?" said the trucker who started it.

"Anything you fuck-tards want, of course. Having been around the block, i know what you guys want."

All the truckers in there went "ohh". A few snickered, and one made the wanking gesture to his friend.

Dan looked at the one making the gesture. "Head or tail, you know you want a piece of this."

"Dannie, what are you doing?"

"Business of pleasure, kid. It's what i do best." Dan replied as he shook his tail for the room of horny truckers.

"You're gonna-" Serena started.

"Oh, yeah, i've done this thousands of times before. I can take'em."

"Okay, whatever gets y'all off. Just don't make a big mess in there. You do, y'all are cleanin' it."

Dan looked around as someone shouted "Quit stallin', let's get to the ballin!", the others whooping and hooting.

"Gettin'em all worked up first. First thing i do. All right everyone, pahty's in the bathroom!"

Everyone quickly rushed to the restroom, forming a line.

"All right, Serena, if you could look after Kraig for me, i'ma go ahead and do my thing in there."

"Could i at least watch?" the fox asked.

"Well, havin' sex is sort of an adult thing. I'm protecting you from these guys, i worry that they might get a little rough and end up hurting you, something i don't want happening to you. Okay?"

"I said 'watch', not get in on the action."

"Well, someone might think otherwise, these truckers can get really rowdy at times, and might not want to wait thier turn."

"Hey, bitch! Where's the bitch-dingo?" one of the truckers in the line started.

"Hang onto yer balls, i'm gettin' there!"

"Okay." Kraig lied, for he had formulated a plan while the dingo was talking to him, because he did want in on the action. Between him and Dan, anyway.

As Dan made his way into the restroom, getting pawed at by the horny males, Kraig put his plan into action. He walked over to the entrance, peeking around the corner to watch.

"Hey, kid, whatcha doin'?" asked the spaniel, who ironically was last in line.

"Oh, i'm just.. Um, seeing how Dan does his business. Did you know he's a male prostitute?"

"I kind of figured it out early. Want a better look?"

"At what?" the fox asked him.

"Your friend. You can hide behind me. C'mon."

The spaniel and Kraig made thier way through the bathroom to watch the dingo, who was giving the others a long strip show. Kraig watched from between the trucker's broad legs, as the dingo stripped down.

"All right, dingo, up against the wall. I'm first." The male Kraig was hiding behind said. After Dan did as he was told, Kraig touched the trucker's sinewy arm.

He turned around to see what Kraig wanted, and bent over slightly. Dan was looking the other way as the fox whispered something in his ear.

"Oh, by all means. If he's your mate, then you get first dibs." the reply came in a hushed tone.

He turned to the dingo. "All, right, boy, let's see how much cock you can take up that tiny ass of yours."

The spaniel moved in, with Kraig right behind him. He gave the fox the thumbs-up, which was returned.

The canine trucker moved back as Kraig went in front. The trucker put his hands over Kraig's smaller ones, and put them both on either side of the dingo's hips.

"Look down, and get ready. And close your eyes." the dingo was instructed. Kraig had such a hard boner, at least six inches in length. He could not believe it, he was going to rut his new mate for the first time.

"I'm all lubed up, mate, go ahead, put'er in."

Kraig looked at the burly dog above him, who mouthed the words, 'keep quiet, i'll make all the noises from here.' He gave the fox a wink to tell him to go ahead and penetrate him already.

He moved in for the kill, resting the head of his cock on the dingo's puckerhole for a second, before pushing foward a bit, shoving the head in.

"Oh, man, you're tight as fuck." the spaniel said as Kraig put a few more inches in at a time, while the canine moaned. A little out, a little in deeper, until he was in to the hilt, his fuzzy crotch meeting Dan's rear.

'Oh, yes, i'm doing it! I'm yiffing with my mate! Oh, this feels so frighteningly good!' Kraig thought as he started slow, picking up the pace at his own leisure. The trucker that was assisting him was moaning and talking dirty to the dingo. The usual stuff one would say/scream/shout during this kind of sex.

"Oh, geez, pound me, hard!" Dan said as the supposed trucker started going faster, almost slamming it in all the way, and pulling out to the tip.

"Gettin' close, are we?" The trucker asked the fox, who nodded. "Well, let's time it so we both blow at the same time, shall we?"

After five more hard thrusts, the fox clenched his hands a few seconds beforehand to let the trucker behind him know he was seconds away from dumping his load into the dingo.

"Ungh..ungh, here weeee GOOO!" the spaniel trucker shouted as Kraig shot his creamy load into the dingo, cumming for quite a while, sending waves of stimuli to the dingo's brain, and he came automatically, splattering his seed all over the wall. <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Meanwhile, at the counter... >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> Serena heard the trucker shout as he came, turning her head to look towards the restroom. She sighed, and went back to her duties. <<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<<< Back in the restroom... >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

Kraig was spent, as he pulled out of his new lover. Both he and the trucker removed thier hands and took a step back.

"That was a hot show, wasn't it, guys?" the trucker said to the others.

"The ol' switcheroo, never fails." the liger said.

"Yeh, that there's the trick, now here's the treat. Dan, how'd i do? one to ten."

"About a nine, i think."

"And you thought i was the one fuckin' you? Turn around, take a look. You'll be surprised, if not shocked."

Dan spun around to see who else, but Kraig, with his cum-soaked boner still out, smiling with a raised hand.

"Kraig? You?"

"Kid had a good plan. It's like, uh, 'psuedo-sex' or somethin'. He was screwing you, and i was behind him to make you think i was doin' it."

"You are quite the sneak, aren't you?"

"Proud of it."

"Quicker than a coon, you are. You filled me up good."

"It's like you can't even tell between a dog dick and a fox cock." the trucker told Dan.

"Yo, what about us?" one of the truckers asked.

"Alright, let me rest a sec... Okay. Kraig, go over there, and watch the pro work his magic."

Kraig did so, leaning against the wall as the trucker who helped him took his place behind the dingo.

"Hey, fox. Wanna see how real truckers do it? Come on over here, get a better look."

"Please don't bring him into this." Dan said.

"Shut up, bitch!" the trucker slapped him on the butt.

Kraig watched in intrest as the trucker shoved his cock into the dingo, starting a powerful rhythm of 'out to the tip, slam it all back in', as he fucked Dan very hard, lasting three minutes. Dan tapped his arm as a signal to stop for a second to tell Kraig something.

"Okay, fourty for straight-out sex, fifty for canines looking for a tie, and depending on the fetish, the price varies."

He then craned his head to look at the spaniel with his periphial.

"Speaking of which, i can't offer the tie service right now as i got a lot of clients, and not enough time to tie with all of you."

"That's alright." the trucker spaniel said as he pulled out. "Next!"

"And for the same reason, i can't do anyone's fetishes, kinks, or fantasies, so right now, hit it and quit it is the theme today." Dan continued as the next trucker stepped up to bat.

"Y'know, i think i'm in the mood for a good ass-cleanin'. Switch places, bitch, and suck it."

Dan stepped away from the wall as the trucker, a large grey mixed-breed husky, took his place at the wall, bending over and lifting his tail out of the way.

"Can i do this one, Dannie?"

"Sorry, Kraig, no can do, unless you want to blow me while i eat this guy out."

"Okay, i can do that! My daddy showed me how to give the best ones, so you are gonna like this."

"I bet i will. Let's see what you got." Dan said as they got into position. The trucker already had his pants down as he bent over. Dan was bent over as well as he smelled the tailhole before him. Kraig was on his knees, hands on Dan's hips, and his muzzle planted in his crotch, as he tickled the underside of it with his skilled tongue while another husky, a purebreed, came up with his dick pointing at the dingo's hole.

"Hey, ready for a husky sammich?" he said in a southerner accent, poking the very tip of his cock to Dan's hole. Dan gave him a thumbs-up before the pure husky drove his bitchbanger in to the top of his knot, going slow so as not to mess up the fox below.

Dan was licking the mixed husky's hole every which way, as well as in once he loosened up. Unfortunately, the dingo tasted fresh shit in there. Pulling out, he told Kraig that, even with the limits he had for the sessions, it was still the client's choice to abide by them, or not.

"Get back in there and eat it!"

"Sorry, brick wall."

The husky reached back and grabbed the dingo's head and shoved it onto his ass, pushing out a small turd for the dingo to eat. If he didn't do it, that trucker would have to break his limit and force him into scat play.

Seeing as Dan was outnumbered twelve to one, he complied and opened his mouth and let the dog shit fill his mouth. He gagged at the taste, almost vomiting, but he had to do it, lest it end up painting his face a ruddy brown. The dingo made a small adjustment, and opened his throat muscles, allowing the shit to slide down as it came out of the dog's hole.

The pure husky, on the other hand, had already came in him, but he was still in the dingo in a fake tie, letting his cock soften before pulling out.

Kraig was still working Dan up for another load as the spaniel watched, taking in his scent, grabbing and lapping at his musky balls.

The mixed husky grunted as he pushed out the rest of last night's dinner through his bowels with a few triumphant farts at the end, letting the dingo finish it and come up for air.

"Gah, jeez, what'd you eat?" Dan asked, scraping the roof of his mouth with his tongue.

"An entire boneless turducken, without stoppin'." the trucker said. "About a week or two ago."

"Damn! And that was what you were pushin' out?"

The trucker smiled as he pulled his pants up. "Yep, all that, one whole shebang."

Kraig sucked harder, trying to coax the dingo's seed out of his nuts, but all he got was an ounce of precum from them.

"Sorry, hon, that's about all you're gonna get from me until i recharge." Dan told Kraig as he pulled off while the pure husky pulled out and zipped up.

Dan took two up his ass, and shit-fisted two others, squishing their shit between his fingers as they used his arms like dildos sticking out of a wall. Dan was also getting facefucked by two more truckers who couldn't wait, as well as one who was fucking himself on the dingo's still solid cock. Kraig was watching with curiousity as to how the dingo could do all these guys at one time. Seven horny truckers, all getting off with the dingo servicing them all. The three he had already gotten off were leaning on the wall with Kraig away from the corner. The first trucker that fucked Dan, the spaniel, pulled out a cell phone from his pocket.

"What are you doing? texting your friends?" he asked. The trucker showed him what he was really doing: Math, on his phone.

"Cool." the fox said.

"Okay, so, here's the deal: If me and the other eleven simply hit it and quit it, meanin' nothin' but buttsex," he said, tapping the numbers into his phone, "'Kay, fourty bucks from twelve people, what does that get your buddy?"

"About... Five hundred?"

"Very close, four hundred and eighty dollars."

"I was close."

"You were. Okay, but we have three engaging in scat play, at thirty bucks each, so it comes out to five seventy." he looked at the scene. "Plus we got group sex, with seven of'em at ten each, that's six-fourty, um... I'll get the grand total after the last two have thier way with you."

"Me?"

The last two, a moderately built werewolf and a somewhat chubby liger, looked at the fox menacingly as the wolf took him by the arm and brought him near Dan.

"Let's see, what should we do to this one, Ling?" the werewolf asked.

"Let's do a number four. I've always wanted to try that out." the liger giggled. Dan jerked his body in protest.

"Don't worry about a thing; We may look evil, but in reality, we take sex very seriously." the wolf told Kraig.

"A-and that would mean what, exactly?"

"Means, we ain't gonna hurt you as long as you do what we say. Got it? We'll go easy on you, not rough like those guys over there."

Kraig sighed. "Fine, but you remind me of my daddy, so you can take the rear. But no knot, please."

"Aw, d'ya hear that?"

"That's cute and all, but i really need to fire one off." the liger replied.

"All right, let's start, shall we?" the werewolf said as he sat down with his back on the wall, freeing his cock from it's denim cage. "Come here, sit on my lap."

Kraig did as he was told, and positioned the tip of the eleven inch monster with his hole. He slowly sat on his pre-slickened pole, taking a few inches at a time up his ass, his eyes tearing up from having his ring stretched around something that big.

"If you can't handle it all, just stick to what you can for now, the rest'll go in later. Now, part two, i suck you off over on the can, while my buddy here french-kisses you... With his ass."

The werewolf removed the fox from his cock, and carried him to the toilet, which thankfully was clean, nothing in (or on) it. He lay the helpless fox on his back with his head right over the bowl. Reinserting the tip of his cock, he let the fox take as much as he could up there, as the liger climbed over the wall and balanced himself on the walls on either side of the stall the fox was in. He was naked, as was the were, and hard, letting his pre drip on the fox's forehead, like in water torture.

"Ahh..." Kraig said, trying to catch the pre droplets in his mouth, before it turned into a stream of yellow, as the liger pissed all over the fox, getting it on the wolf as well, aiming for his head.

"Hey, not on me, dipshit, the fox!"

The liger chuckled as he dropped down, his crotch right over the fox, his furry balls touching his nose. Kraig sneezed.

"All right, fox, pucker up!" he said as he planted his wet hole on the fox's lips. "Kiss it. Lick it. Savor the flavor, hehe."

Kraig kissed it first, before tasting it, not exactly liking the putrid taste. The liger purred as he farted in the fox's mouth, making him gag.

'Eww, there goes my lunch!' Kraig thought as the sandwich he had earlier suddenly came back up, covering the liger's butt, and his chest and face with chunky puke.

"Wha-ho-ho! Oh, man, that feels good... Oh, fuck, i been holdin' it too long. This is about three month's worth, so get ready..." the liger said as he relaxed his hole, as hot diarrhea splattered all over the poor fox, getting it in his mouth.

After he was done, or at least he was, he moved his messy butt away from Kraig, and scaled the wall, placing his feet on the tops of the walls like before, as he now got into a crouching stance.

The seven truck drivers were finished, and gave Dan their money, thanking him for such a great time. Dan, who was naked as, well, what nature gave him, looked over as the werewolf pulled out of the fox, werewolf cum running out of him onto the tile floor. He walked over there to look up at the liger, who was crouching over the stall.

"Not yet, mate, i'll tell you when to drop it." he smiled. He helped his mate up and pulled him into a very dirty kiss, both their eyes shut, as he gave the thumbs up.

The liger unleashed a massive pile of diarrhea on the pair, who broke the kiss to let the 'ligerhea' fall on them, rubbing it all over themselves and each other, the fox's snow-white fur now a dark brown, as the mess flowed about them.

The party stopped as soon as the liger let the last drops of his mess blow out of his ass with a fart as loud as an air horn, bouncing off the concrete walls.

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Over at the counter, Serena was wiping a glass with a towel when she heard the racous noise coming from the restroom. She jumped and dropped the glass, shattering as it hit the floor. She went to see what in the Wild West was going on, stumbling across eleven hot truckers leaning against the wall near the urinals, as they watched the dingo and fox get shat on by trucker numero twelve, the liger. She almost fainted at the sight.

"I told you not to make a mess of the restroom!" she shouted, her hair falling in front of her face. All the truckers coldly glared at her.

It was as if she were staring Death in the face, as every set of eyes met hers.

"Hey, what the hell's going on around here? Where is everybody?" a voice came from near the counter. Bear Hunter had returned. Serena ran to his open arms and hugged him.

"Whoa, usually i have guys doin' that to me. This is a nice change of pace."

"You know about Dingo Dan, Bear?"

"Yeh, he and his foxxy friend, rolled in on the Honda. I just got back from-"

"Good, you should see what they're up to. They're in the bathroom. It ain't a pretty sight in there."

"Girl, what are you blabberin' about?"

"Dan got the other truckers in there, having sex with them so they'd leave me alone, and i heard a noise in there, and- Just go. Get in there, straighten them out, kick a few asses if ya gotta."

"Alright. Don't know why you got your panties in a twist over somethin' as awesome as sex." Bear Hunter said as he opened the door.

"Whoa! Ha ha!" he exclaimed as his eyes were raped by the sight before him: Dan and Kraig were covered in a huge mound of shit made by the liger, who was still shitting on them, as they fondled each other. Over to his right, by the urinals, were the other eleven, watching with paws on thier dicks, pawing off to the sight.

"Hey, guys."

The others mumbled 'hi' as a response, as their mouths drooled onto their cocks, and their cocks drooled pre on the floor.

"Ya guys wanna join in on the fun?" Dan asked, looking at them as he licked his lips.

"Yahhh..."

"Then get yer arses over here and jack off on us. You too, Bear Hunter!"

"I guess i could get a little dirty." the bear said as he stripped down and joined the others, as they gathered around the stall, jerking their cocks fast and hard, groans and moans filling the air in there as they came all over the pair, who were now mates, painting the brown white.

They all jumped into the smelly mess that was Kraig and Dan, rolling around in their own mess in extacy, rubbing all over the two, just covering themselves in cum and liger shit, as they added their own shit to the mix.

"This is getting to be too much." Serena said as she brought the sexcapades to a screeching halt, blasting the air horn in the bathroom for a few seconds.

"That's it, boys, party's over!"

"Or is it?" one trucker chuckled evilly, getting a high-five from Dan.

"I got mace, man. I ain't afraid to use it. I also got a taser, and you do not want to know what it feels like."

-=MW=-

The rest of the day consisted of Dan scrubbing the entire restroom clean with his tongue as punishment for the mess. Kraig was in charge of washing the truckers, not as a punishment, but as a complimentary service, free of charge.

)X(

The truckers shook off all the excrement and semen onto the fox, followed by the golden shower, as they all pissed on the fox to clean him off.

"Great... Watersports." Kraig said as he took the hose and rinsed himself off. "Twenty bucks, give it up."

Everyone handed him a twenty from their pants, which were laying on Bear's flatbed. Kraig transferred the money to the pocket of his spare pants, hanging off the handlebars of the motorcycle.

Kraig hosed them all down, as the ground turned to mush under their feet. The werewolf, giving in yet again to his baser instincts, fell on his back and started rolling around in the slop, muddying everyone's legs as he wagged his tail. Kraig timed his shot and blasted a sharp jet of water at his tailhole, making him stop instantly and stand next to the others as the fox hosed him good.

"I thought werewolves didn't like water?" the spaniel joked, getting huge fangs snapping closed in his face.

"Sorry, man, i forgot that was offensive to your kind."

"And don't you ever forget it." the were replied as Kraig donned a pair of biker goggles and fired up a backpack blower Serena left him to blow-dry the dirty males.

In almost no time, they were all clean. But they still smelled like the shit they were playing in, an unfortunate consequence of scat play. The werewolf didn't mind, his senses numb to the scent, rather, he was enjoying it. The others grabbed whatever colonges they had, and doused themselves in it, spraying themselves all over until they were in a cloud of the various scents before getting back into their clothes.

"Nice. You cleaned these guys up really good."

"Thanks, miss Serena."

"Oh, you don't have to call me miss, Kraig."

"Oh, okay, then."

"What about us, Serrie? You gonna offer us some coffee or something?"

"Y'all are gonna have to go somewhere else to get your fix."

"Fine, be that way, you heartless... Hey, fox, if we cross paths again, i know a few places where you can get real down and dirty. Hit me up if you're interested, i'm usually on channel twenty-three on the CB, handle's Rickroller. See ya later." the spaniel said.

Kraig convinced Serena to let them stay for a while longer, and she accepted it. Whistling, she invited the truckers back in to the diner. Dan was done cleaning the restroom (after being used as Bear Hunter's toilet after the others left), he came out of the bathroom to see the truckers conversing about their experience in there. Seeing Kraig smile and wave him over, the dingo flashed him a shit-stained grin as he joined his fox at the counter.