Experiencing Feral Heat 2: Cathy Meets the Gang
#3 of Experiencing Feral Heat
There might be an error or two. I'm dyslexic so I'm naturally a terrible editor. I hope you still enjoy it. :)
Experiencing Feral Heat 2: Cathy Meets the Gang
The next morning, Cathy would awaken first. The sun was warm on her fur and the dewy coolness of the night hung in the air. She was now feeling very aware of how strange the world was in daylight from a K9's perspective. A breeze blew lightly through the open window where she lay making her new fur tickle her sensitive skin. The birds outside could be heard with such stunning clarity and pitch variance that she was confused by the sounds origin at first, like she was hearing a bird's song for the first time!
Her throat was sore again. 'Maybe she used her exhausted vocal chords a little too much last night', she thought.
Her emanating sexual smell was very powerful and Pete's smell was strong on her as well. The breeze from the window probably blew their smell all over the unit.
She felt the fur stick and pull at her skin as she changed position, and then noticed the wet mark on the mattress where some of Pete's excitement leaked out of her during the night. Much of her underbelly felt matted and sticky as well and she decided that she 'REALLY' needed a bath.
A stronger breeze made her shiver and she hopped onto all fours. The feeling was like being surrounded by feather dusters. That's definitely something that'll take time to get used to, she thought.
She gave her privates a few cleansing licks for good measure before setting out.
The chaotic noise of the hospital filled her head and she began to construct a map of the sounds; which direction they came from, what they were, and even how far away they were likely to be. That coupled with her incredible new sense of smell, gave her an amazing conception of the layout of the hospital.
The ward itself was quiet. She could smell several other animals in the area, mostly dogs, and some she couldn't recognize. They all appeared to be asleep.
The ward was basically one large open room, about 40x30 feet with high ceilings. Hospital beds were more or less evenly spaced along the east and south walls and various medical equipment were somewhat organized against the north wall. Curtains hanging from the ceiling partially divided some areas but most were drawn open. Next to the medical equipment were two sets of automatic sliding glass doors; one preceding the other. She imagined they were probably the only way in or out.
Her gurney was located on the east side where the morning sun shone threw the large bay windows and stretched across to the opposite wall. The washroom was in the northwest corner and next to that was a hallway. From the hallway she decided she could smell water, and more importantly, strawberry scented shampoo.
She trotted her way across the room, past a pair of sleeping Labradors and a sheep dog curled up on a blanket under a table. Two more ragged looking German Shepherds lay on a hospital bed.
As she continued down the hall in the direction of the scent, she heard the sounds of a showerhead spilling onto tiled floor in the same direction as the shampoo.
She came to a plastic curtain, and behind that she found the shower room.
Cathy remembered the human girl in the room, it was Nurse Julie. She was kneeling over a white husky, working soap into its fur.
The dog noticed her first and gestured to Julie.
"Oh hello!" Julie said politely. "Are you feeling better today?"
She finished rinsing the large dog and then wrapped a big white towel around it, drying while she spoke.
"Yah, I'm feeling much better, thanks." Cathy said.
As she watched the nurse dry the dogs clumped fur, she began to feel depressed. The lack of independents that she saw in the feral animal in front of her reflected her own inadequacies she hadn't even considered fully. She gazed at her clumsy paws in frustration and thought of the art she had created in a past life, and then all other activities she could no longer perform.
"Hop up to the plate Cathy, I'll get you cleaned up." Julie said cheerfully. "Your parents were contacted yesterday, and they're coming down to see you this afternoon. They were very happy to find out that you've pulled through as you could imagine."
"They'll probably yell at me for not wearing a helmet." Cathy said.
She wearily made her way to the nurse passing the other dog, who simply sniffed her once and left the room without further comment. Her chest felt heavy and the sound of her claws clicking along the tile made her sick and weary.
The water was soothing as it ran through her thick fur though. It felt heavy on her torso, like wearing a soaked winter jacket. Julie's hands felt nice as they massaged a handful of strawberry scented soap into her belly fur, but the smell soon became too sharp and made her wrinkle her nose in distaste.
"Did you have a nice sleep last night?" Julie inquired.
Cathy simply nodded in response. Her tail drooped low and limp, unconsciously displaying her true feelings about the situation.
Nurse Julie continued to scrub under her jaw and across her back, and then worked the soap through her tail.
"Things aren't so bad Cathy." The nurse said solemnly. "This will take time to get used to, and you may feel like your helpless or crippled, but you'll discover new abilities and skills you never thought of... You will find that you are unique and special in other ways. Many of the patients in this unit are happy, well adjusted, and independent individuals. You'll find a way that works for you, you just have to give it time."
She sighed, half enjoying her bath. At least she was cleansed of the night she had enjoyed with that male dog in the shower room.
Pete woke up at 9. He had kicked his blanket off during the night and found himself lying on bare floor. He squinted into the morning sunlight and was shocked to meet the gaze of his friend Jeff, a 31-year-old male cancer survivor with a young Alaskan Husky surrogate.
"Hey Jeff." Pete grumbled, still half asleep. "What's up?"
"I saw the new girl this morning, she was going to take a bath. I'm guessing because she's in heat... and was absolutely covered in your scent." He chuckled. "Did you have a good night last night?"
Pete smiled wearily.
"Yah, I'm not even really sure what happened. I got up to take a piss, and I ran into her. Next thing you know we're fucking like wild dogs on the bathroom floor!"
Jeff laughed.
"A lot of female dogs go through that when they're new on the unit. Luckily it didn't happen to me. I started taking the pill in time. You can imagine that would be pretty embarrassing for me considering I was born a male and I'm in a female surrogate." Jeff remarked angrily. "They kind of fucked me on that one."
"You're a girl?!" Pete exclaimed with wide eyes.
"Well ya!, you never noticed my complete lack of testicles?! We've known each other for almost a year now!"
"Well I usually don't try to examine my friends junk! You're tails always down anyway! Holy shit dude, why would they give you a female surrogate?!"
"I don't know Pete, and I don't like to talk about it."
"That's fucked dude! you have a pussy?!"
Jeff sighed.
"Why did I have to bring this up..." Jeff sighed.
Cathy caught the end of the Jeff's sentence as she came up behind them.
"Good morning."
"Hi Cathy." Pete replied simply.
There was an uncomfortable silence before Jeff tilted his head towards the new stranger she had met in the shower room.
"Oh, this is Cathy," Pete said. "We met last night."
Jeff grinned.
"Nice to meet you miss." He said, bowing his head slightly.
"So, uh.. When do the doctors show up? I have a few questions." Cathy said.
"Well they don't usually show up until nine-ish, sometimes closer to noon." Jeff said politely. "The nurses here are pretty helpful too, and I'm sure you have a lot of questions."
"I'm sure you had one or two more questions than I did." Pete muttered slyly to Jeff.
"I liked you better when you were a vegetable." Jeff replied sharply.
"Ouch!"
Cathy looked at the two confusedly.
"I'll see you at breakfast." Jeff said before leaving the conversation.
"So uh.. How are you feeling this morning?" Pete asked Cathy.
She grinned and looked at her paws. The scent surrounding her told her how she was feeling.
"I'm ok I guess." She said blushing. "I might need you to show me the urinals again soon."
He shot her a toothy grin.
"Come with me." He said. "I know a place."
Raven woke up uncomfortably stuck beneath Ricky, another German Sheppard much like herself. She and Ricky were also fairly new surrogate hosts and had only broken out of their shells a month or so earlier.
After repositioning herself a little, disturbing Rickey enough to wake him, the first thing she noticed was a new animal smell in the ward she hadn't noticed the night before. The second thing she noticed was the familiar smell of feral heat engulfing the unit completely, and the third thing she noticed was Ricky's erect cock protruding from its sheath and pressing wetly against her belly.
She gave him a mischievous smile. "Were you having an interesting dream?"
"Good morning." Rickey mumbled.
He sniffed the air and thought for a moment.
"Are you in heat?" Rickey whispered tilting his head towards her with a grin.
"It's not me, I'm on the pill remember? It must be the new girl over there." She gestured with her nose.
Rickey was groggy in the mornings but easily found the energy to spin his head in the direction Raven was pointing.
"Really?" He replied, "Maybe I could show her around the unit."
Raven turned quick and nipped his sensitive hip causing him to jump and almost slip off the gurney where they lay.
She was being playful, but couldn't help becoming thoroughly aroused herself. She often wanted to be mated in the morning before the doctors and nurses began their daily tests and inspections, and Ricky's erection pressing against her belly only fanned the flames.
Raven was driving when the accident happened only a few days after thanks giving. The drunk driver that hit them died instantly but the two of them managed to find themselves in K-9 form. She always blamed herself and she swore she would make it up to him some day.
Since becoming a surrogate host she found her sexual need growing all the time and although she loved Ricky, she mated with several other dogs on the unit almost daily.
"Do you smell that other thing?" She asked. "It's definitely not human."
He thought for a moment.
"Yah, I smell it too. It's not easy to make out over the smell of the new girls snapper but I think its coming from that corner."
He gestured to a spot a few beds down that had been blocked from view by a curtain that hung from the ceiling.
"I think we should investigate." Raven suggested.
"Yah ok.. Just give me ten more minutes."
Raven didn't feel too much like waiting, and hopped to the floor. She always had considerably more energy than Ricky and her curiosity would work on her until she found what the new smell was.
She made her way anxiously to the curtains but slowed to a cautious tip toe before parting them with her muzzle. What she saw she could never have expected. It was another type of animal all right. The form was definitely feline in nature, about the size of a cheetah, but with an odd shaped head and larger than expected paw pads. The cat was an off white color everywhere except its face where two black stripes began at the corner of its eyes and continued to the back of its lips.
She imagined that it must be some type of albino Cheetah, if there was such a thing as that.
As she circled the table, she noticed the black stripes on its face seemed to be the only colors on its fur. She also happened to notice it's sizable semi erect penis lying out of its sheath on the sheets. Its musk, though defiantly not K-9, was still arousing in nature and she began to feel her vagina moisten.
She studied its shape carefully, imagining what it would feel like inside of her. It was larger than Ricky's penis and had bumpy parts at the base. It's shape, she decided, was less like she imagined a felines penis would be and more like a humans. Its sheath didn't look like it would be large enough to engulf its entire length, wrinkling only slightly before it's large heavy balls began.
She was becoming extremely aroused and could smell her own sex chokingly powerful behind her. Vaginal fluids leaked from her and dripped to the floor every few seconds.
Staring at this stranger's private parts, she began to consider trying to wake him. Perhaps he could persuade it to fuck her right then and there?
Deciding against such a foolish thought, she turned to leave. She thought of Rickey. Perhaps he could satisfy her craving and give her a good pounding in one of the equipment rooms.
When she emerged from the curtains she was surprised to find three large male dogs staring at her. They were panting heavily and their tongs lolled out. Their strong male musk painted a clear picture of their intentions.
The largest of the three dogs was a German Sheppard named Andrew, then the young Rottweiler named George, and standing confidently behind the two was Rickey.
Her heart raced and she began to shake with anticipation for what she knew was about to happen.
The smell of the new strangers heat was having an obvious intoxicating effect on all the male dogs in the unit, and perhaps on her as well.
She decided to make her way to the MRI room at the end of the hall. That was always a good place to be alone at this time of the day, and if she didn't move soon, she risked letting these three dogs take their turns with her right there in the middle of the day room!
She made her way into the dimly lit MRI room, her tail seductively raised to show off her swollen, glistening wet vulva. Inside the small room the smell of heat was much more intense than before and the four soon found the source.
In the back corner, behind the computer desk, Pete was on top of a young boarder collie wildly thrusting into her. The two were facing the wall, which offered their spectators a fine view of Pete's balls violently bouncing against the stranger's labia.
When the stranger finally turned and noticed them watching, she squeaked and tried to slip out from under Pete only to find that his knot was already stuck. Sealed in her tight tunnel.
"Owe!" Pete cried as she sharply pulled on his knot. Causing him to stop moving.
"Don't stop on account of us," Ricky smiled, shamelessly clambering onto Raven's back.
Raven was suddenly struck with embarrassment as well, but at this point she was too lust crazed to object. She arched her back and decided to just let it happen. Very quickly Ricky found his mark, sliding into her to the hilt.
Cathy was so embarrassed; she wanted to crawl into a hole. What seemed like only a week ago she was a modest girl studying particle physics in university. It was only the night before she had even lost her virginity!
Pete felt guilty as he began to rock into her again. She felt as dirty as could be.
"What are you doing?" She whispered. "We have to stop."
Pete blushed.
"I'm sorry, I'm stuck... I don't think I can pull out until I'm finished."
Pete slowly began to thrust faster, and though every thrust filled her with shame, she couldn't bring herself to object any further. In fact the situation was almost a turn on. She was building towards a second orgasm despite dwelling on what a dirty act she was engaged in. The powerful musk of so many horny male dogs in this small room was driving her mad.
She watched the German Sheppard across the room fucking the other dog and it made her excited. She saw his heavy balls slapping against the females vagina with each thrust and thought about Pete's balls doing the same thing to her.
Cathy began panting loudly again as Pete's frantic pace resumed. She saw another German Sheppard circling the female dog and presenting his large male organ in front of her face a moment before it disappeared into the her wanting muzzle.
The third dog that was waiting patiently, saw Cathy watching the two large males eagerly thrusting into their female, and decided to introduce himself to her.
When Cathy met the gaze of the intimidating looking Rottweiler she attempted to mask her interest but it was too late. Pete kept her right on the edge of another orgasm as the stranger approached. His large pink shaft dangled fully erect between his hind legs as he walked, and Cathy began to panic.
She was curious however and couldn't help staring at his heavy cock swinging back and forth. It just seemed to drive her lust addled mind into deeper and dirtier places.
By the time he was in front of her she couldn't speak as a second orgasm gripped her, this one much more savage and intense than the last. She then forced her rear back into Pete's crotch, attempting to draw him into her further.
When she opened her eyes again, the stranger's glistening wet member lay right before her face. The large tip slid along side of her muzzle leaving a sticky string of precum against her whiskers and she caught an intense whiff of the male's musk.
With no objection at all from Pete, the Rottweiler stroked his cock against her face leaving his furry pouch pressed against her nosepad before drawing back again. She knew what he wanted, and without thinking too much, she opened her muzzle and accepted him inside.
Cathy was carful with her teeth as the cock filled her muzzle. Having two cocks in her for some reason was deeply satisfying to her. A third orgasm was soon approaching and she was able to completely dismiss any vexed thoughts or feelings.
Being treated like a lowly lust craved bitch in heat was mortifying yet paradoxically it was the one thing she most wanted. The shame she felt was somehow a blissful experience, and the dirtier she thought herself, the more she felt egged on by it.
The bulbous base of the cock in her mouth seemed to have grown to full size and it became difficult to direct as it frantically fucked her muzzle. She imagined he would probably ejaculate into her mouth soon and actually looked forward to the experience.
She felt Pete grip her torso tightly as he began ejaculating into her from the other end. A wonderful warm feeling filled her and delicately dripped down her stomach. Her body tightened around Pete's shaft as he held her and she could feel his knot pulsing against her sensitive clitoris with each burst of semen.
A moment later the cock in her mouth erupted as well and she was forced to swallow a large amount of cum before she could back away and let it spill from her jaws. She had expected the salty warm slimy taste she had experienced cleaning herself the night before, but had not been prepared for the massive helping spewing out in gushes into her mouth.
She could do nothing but relax; letting the Rottweiler empty him self then dismount her face, Pete still lay collapsed on top of her panting heavily.
She peered across the room where the other two males where still mercilessly pounding the other female from both ends.
Exhausted, she merely rested her chin onto the cold tile floor and watched.
"That was really nice," The Rottweiler said in a friendly tone, but with a voice that sounded very young.
"If you want his cock to slide out easily, just take long deep breaths and hold your breath for a second or two every time you exhale."
She was beginning to feel uncomfortable with Pete's knot in her and decided to give it a try.
"Sorry for being so forward with you by the way, your smell was driving me nuts, and I figured you wouldn't mind helping me out."
Pete was still unable to speak and he merely shot the Rottweiler a glance.
"I'm George," He said kindly, "Over there is Andrew, Ricky and Raven."
She closed her eyes and focused on breathing. A few moments later Pete was able to slide gently out of her exhausted vagina followed by a sizable amount of dog cum.
"This is going to be an interesting week for the K-9's here with you around miss." He said sarcastically. "They usually give us drugs to stop the females from going into heat."
With a moan, Pete flopped to his side ready for a nap.
George circled her appraisingly, taking a moment to enjoy a point blank sniff under her tail.
"We're going to have lots of fun."