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"Unghhhh," he groaned, opening his eyes to look hazily at the clock. He focused on the red numbers, finally making them out: 7:30 in the morning, yet Dash felt completely exhausted. When had he gone to bed? Then he looked down, and the memories flooded back to him.

There, beneath him, was his sister, Dot. She was sprawled out on the ground, all four legs limp as she sleept fitfully, and he could guess why: he was buried knot-deep between her legs! "Oh God, oh God, oh God," he repeated, denying what he'd done, but the evidence was right there beneath him, squeezing around his still rock-hard cock. Dot might have accused him of taking the Lord's name in vain, but he was actually calling on God, so it was okay.

His prayers weren't answered, however. Dot was still tied beneath him, in heat, with a quart of his sperm inside her fertile womb. The Dalmatian had never bred before, but he certainly hadn't expected to breed his own sister! He had committed one of the gravest sins...a triple whammy: sex before marriage, incest, and, well, rape. His head had finally cleared, but now he could recall the events of a few hours ago. He could hear Dot begging him to stop, feel her struggling to escape his grasp, and remember her whimpering, defeated submission when he'd raped her a second time. How had this happened? He was lost to God, forever. Even if Dash could go to confessional, he doubted there was anything he could do to absolve his guilt.

Carefully, he tried to pull out of his sister, only to realize that his knot was fully swollen. How long had he been asleep? It must have been at least four hours. He realized that he hadn't even softened between the two times he had pounded his sister. Ever since he'd eaten that blue pill, his penis had been fully erect! What if...what if it was the pill that had made him rape Dot? Could God forgive him for that?

The Dalmatian was stuck, his face burning and his stomach queasy, trying not to think of his sister's sopping womb. It was hard not to, though, with Dot's warm body between his front legs. Dash stayed completely still, hoping Dot would keep sleeping. He wasn't sure he could take her accusations.

Dash noticed movement to his left, and remembered the whole cause of this horrible situation: Justin. The teenage boy was leaning up, rubbing his head, Amber still sleeping. Dash wanted to growl at him, furious that Justin had stolen Amber's honor last night, but the Dalmatian wasn't really in the position to judge. Dash, having been a bit preoccupied at the time, could only vaguely remember the two teenagers sleeping together.

When Justin's groggy eyes finally opened, he noticed Dash and Dot with surprise. Then he laughed. He laughed! Dash narrowed his eyes at the boy, but he paid the Dalmatian no mind. Instead, he looked down at Amber, and then at the floor, noticing the unused condom. "Fuck," he said.

Dash watched as the naked boy slid carefully out of bed, trying not to wake Amber. The young girl seemed to be out cold. Dash wanted to wake her, but if he barked, he would wake Dot. He wasn't ready for that.

Justin knelt and grabbed the condom, quickly unwrapping it. "What she don't know, won't hurt her," he whispered to himself. Dash watched, in shock, as the boy began to rub and stroke his penis, while watching Amber on the bed. The Dalmatian looked away, blushing, but his sensitive ears could still pick up the boy's words. "Oh yeah," he whispered, "Take it, bitch!"

Dash heard the crinkling of plastic and turned to see Justin sliding the condom onto his erection, continuing to masturbate. His words had faded into heavy breathing as he rocked his hips into his cupped hand. Dash couldn't believe what he was doing! Not only was masturbation a sin, but the Dalmatian was pretty sure the boy was planning to pretend like he'd used the condom the night before...

The boy was picking up the pace. "God damn, I hate these things," he whispered, struggling. "Come on, come on..."

But apparently watching Amber sleep soundly, half-covered by the bed sheet, wasn't enough for the teenager. Sighing loudly, Justin began to pull the rubber off, trying to keep the tip covered while he rubbed his shaft. Just when it seemed like he was going to give up for good, Justin's eye caught Dash, watching him.

"Hmm," Justin said, turning to face the intertwined Dalmatians. He slid the condom all the way on again, this time watching Dash as he stroked himself. Dash yipped softly, unable to believe that the boy was now masturbating to him. Cheeks burning, the Dalmatian looked away, but again, he couldn't help but hear the boy egging himself on. "Here I cum, whether you like it or not, bitch." The boy laughed softly at the joke. "Better get ready for my puppies, sis!"

Dash heard the boy groan softly, and a soft, wet sound. Like that, he was done. Dash suddenly felt even queasier, knowing how accurate the boy had been about last night's events. Justin laid the used condom carefully on the floor, reaching over to pat Dash on the head. "Good boy," he said. Dash was too surprised by the sudden gesture to respond.

Justin walked over to his backpack, rooting around inside of it until he found the pill he was looking for. He quickly popped it in his mouth and swallowed. The boy looked over at Dash again, and joked, "Well, I guess you'd better go see a vet, boy. I think the bottle says something about 'an erection lasting four hours', and you're on five or six."

He grabbed another pill and the glass he had used for milk the night before and left the room. He returned with a glass of water, and sat on the bed, shaking Amber slowly.

"Mmmf," the girl said, slowly opening her eyes. When she finally fixed her vision on Justin, she smiled and said, "Hey."

Justin ran his hand through Amber's hair, but then presented the glass of water, "Drink this."

Still groggy, Amber clutched the glass, bringing it to her mouth and taking a big gulp. "Ick!" she exclaimed, almost spitting it out. "This tastes awful!"

"It's not the water, it's your mouth. Drink the rest of it, it'll help wash the taste out."

Looking at the glass with pressed lips, Amber eventually put the glass to her lips again, and drank quickly. "Bleggh," she said, but she gave the boy another smile. "Thanks, Justin."

"My pleasure," he said.

But the calm ended a second later, when Amber idly looked to her left and saw the two, tied Dalmatians. Her eyes popped open and she said, "Shit! Shit! Oh shit, I'm dead..."

Dash tried not to look at Amber. Then Dot started waking up from all the noise!

Justin said, "Amber, Amber, it's okay," but Amber was hyperventilating.

She continued, "God, oh God, a coinflip."

Dot slowly opened her eyes, looking confused. Dash couldn't bear to look at her, to see the look of revulsion on her face when she saw him on her back.

The boy said, "What do you mean?"

Amber clarified, "My parents say a single breeding has a fifty percent chance of puppies...I don't like my odds. What are we going to do?" She stared accusingly at him.

But Dot barely said anything. All Dash heard was a soft, helpless whimper. He couldn't just say nothing! He forced his eyes to meet his sisters and said, "Dot...Dot...I'm so sorry..."

"Just say you don't know anything," Justin suggested, "Then, if she is pregnant, they won't be able to pin it on you."

The Dalmatian met Dash's gaze, but she seemed dazed. She didn't say anything.

"My parents will know. Trust me." Amber looked at the clock, and shrieked again. "And they'll be back in an hour! We've got to clean everything up!"

Justin said, "Wait, here's a plan. We put her outside the gate and say she escaped. Maybe the mailman left the gate open. Then it isn't your fault."

"Dot...say something..."

Amber said, "I'm not supposed to let her outside."

"Wait," he exclaimed. "You got a package this morning, from Amazon. So the FedEx guy opened the gate, opened the door, and Dot bolted. She's in heat, that makes sense, right?"

Amber sighed, "Well, it's better than leaving them here. Come on, help me pull them apart!"

Dot didn't say anything until Amber walked up and grabbed her by the shoulders. The Dalmatian yelped as the teenager tugged on her, Justin grabbing Dash by the rump and pulling. Dash yipped, his knot aching as the two kids tried to pry them apart. Justin pulled harder.

"Ow! Ow!" Dash cried, while Dot whimpered. As if someone trying to pull you by the dick weren't bad enough, his cock was still hyper-sensitive.

Amber said, "Stop! Stop! This isn't working. What's wrong with him?"

Justin said, "I don't know. Maybe...maybe if we get some ice..."

Amber said, "I'll get it," literally running for the door.

Dash said, "I didn't mean to do this, I really didn't. I know that's not good enough or -"

"Don't let him put me outside, Dash," Dot finally interrupted. "They're going to say I escaped. I don't want to be alone out there...like this!"

Dash blinked. "What can I do?" he asked, but Dot had no answer.

Amber returned, panting, holding an entire ice tray. Justin grabbed the tray and popped out an ice cube, approaching the immobile pair of Dalmatians. Dash yelped, "Hey now, wait a minute..." but a second later, Justin placed the ice cube directly against where Dash and Dot were tied.

Dash yelped as the freezing cold pressed up against his sensitive shaft, and Dot shivered, whining, "God bless that's cold!" Dash could feel her vulva clenching away from the ice. As painful as the experience was, the plan was definitely working. Dash could feel his bulging, throbbing knot shrinking.

"It's working!" Justin exclaimed. "Alright, let's try again. You grab the girl and pull!"

Amber rushed over, and this time when the kids pulled, Dot's vulva stretched and ached and spread out around Dash's shrinking knot, and they were free, separating with a loud squish and a spray of white cum splattering the carpet.

"Shit," Amber exclaimed again, "You clean this up, I'll take Dot outside."

Dash knew what he had to do. When Amber grabbed Dot's collar, Dash growled, "Don't do this." Dot joined him, whimpering pitifully. Amber let go, almost as if she understood Dash's words.

"Justin, I don't think we should do this. I don't think Dot would like it."

"They're dogs, Amber."

As quickly as that, the strange communication between dog and human faded. Amber said, "Yeah. You take her out, okay? I'll clean this up."

When Justin grabbed Dot, Dash barked, "Stop it!" The boy just ignored him, kneeling to pick up Dot's discarded diaper! Before Dash could decide whether or not to break the cardinal dog rule: never bite a human, Justin was pulling a whining Dot out of the room and down the stairs. Dash pursued, until the door closed in his face. "Dot!" he barked, but he got no reply. He'd failed his sister again...

Justin returned without Dot, simply saying, "It's done."

Amber shivered, but she said, "I've cleaned this gunk up, and...flushed the condom," she added, smiling shyly up at Justin. "I think we're in the clear, with fourty minutes left!"

"Except this," Justin said, pointing at Dash's dangling erection, still strong despite the knot having shrunk considerably.

Amber shivered. "I'll just put him under the covers until it goes away. I think we're safe."

"Then I should probably be going," the boy said. "You'd have a hard time explaining me."

Amber said, "Yeah. But not yet, okay? Stay for another twenty minutes, at least?"

"Of course."

The teenagers sat on the bed, sighing as their nerves finally began to settle. Amber let out a big sigh, and Justin said, "Well, that was something. How do you feel?"

"Nervous. Worried about Dot. She's never been outside on her own..." Dash was worried too, but there was nothing he could do, cooped up in Amber's room. He'd have to watch Justin and make sure nothing else bad happened. The Dalmatian had done a pretty poor job of protecting Amber and Dot so far. Especially Dot...

Justin put a hand on Amber's leg and said, "I meant...how do you feel, about last night?"

Amber shivered, looking down at his hand. "Oh," she said. Taking a deep breath, she said, "I feel really good. I...I like you a lot, Justin."

With a gentle smile, he said, "Last night it was 'love'."

Amber chuckled, leaning against the boy and saying, "It's still love."

"Me too," said Justin, leaning down to kiss Amber on the nose.

Dash's jaw dropped a second later, when that simple kiss morphed into furious kissing. Humans don't go into season. Yet Amber was moaning and kissing the boy like a bitch in heat, letting Justin run his hands all over her naked body. What had gotten into her?

Dash growled and barked, but the kids didn't take any notice. Amber slid her hand down to touch Justin's cock, and the boy leaned her down until she was lying on the bed, her legs dangling off to touch the floor. Dash barked, "Your parents will be home in thirty minutes! And your sister too!" He didn't mention it, but Dash's own mother, Debbie, would be back any moment. How could he face her?

As if his words had gotten through to her, Amber said, "Wait, wait!" Thank goodness she was finally showing some sense! But the teenage girl wasn't thinking about her parents. Instead, she said, "I don't have another condom!"

"It's a bit la -" Justin started, before he caught himself and stammered, "Uh, uh, that's okay. There's plenty we can do without one. I mean, let me make you feel good, okay? You deserve it."

Amber nodded, surprised to see Justin sliding to his knees, crouching on the bedroom floor just south of her spread legs. Dash really wanted to bite him, but Amber showed no signs of displeasure at his actions. Justin reached up and cupped Amber's genitals, which rested right at the edge of the bed, causing the young girl to moan and arch her back. "Oh, Justin!"

"You ain't seen nothin' yet," the boy replied, spreading her apart with his hands before lowering his mouth to her wet slit. Ever so gently, he ran the tip of his tongue against Amber's clit.

The young girl moaned and pushed up with her feet, pressing her pelvis up against Justin's tongue. "Oh, that feels...I can't...we're like we're like we're one being! I love you so much..."

Justin laughed, tickling her with his tongue. He moved his spare hand to his dick, sliding it up and down. Suddenly Amber wrapped her legs around Justin's head, squeezing him toward her. "Deeper!"

Justin pushed his tongue deeper, slowly sliding her legs off of his shoulders and back to the ground. But Amber just shuddered and repeated, "Deeper!"

Gasping for breath, Justin looked around the room, as if hoping for an answer. When he laid his eyes on Dash, his eyes lit up in a way that made the Dalmatian shiver. "Here, boy," he whispered, his hands reaching for the nearby jar of peanut butter.

Dash paused, not trusting the boy whatsoever. But then again, Justin was pushing the knife into the peanut butter, and holding it out to him. And it was definitely peanut butter.

Dash moved forward, only to be foiled as the boy pulled back the butter knife, instead bringing it to Amber's bare mound. She shivered, and when the knife pulled away, the peanut butter remained. Dash wasted no time in taking Justin's place between Amber's legs, eagerly lapping at the fresh peanut butter.

Amber's eyes popped open, but arched her back, only able to see the ceiling. She moaned, "Oh, Justin...that's..."

The young man kept his hand on his cock, rubbing himself as he watched the big Dalmatian eating Amber out. Dash only had a mind for that delicious, delicious taste of peanut butter, gulping and swallowing as fast as he could. But the faster he licked, the faster the flavor began to fade. Disappointed, Dash kept licking, trying to find every last crevasse of peanut butter.

Which inevitably led the dog to push his tongue between her folds. Ignorant of what he was doing, Dash penetrated the young girl. He did not find peanut butter, but he did taste something he'd never tasted before. Wet and salty, the flavor was nothing compared to peanut butter, but still quite interesting. He licked again, seeking more.

He'd hit the mother load! Whereas the peanut butter disappeared with each lick, this new flavor seemed endless. Each swipe of his tongue, deep inside of her, brought a new, fresh squirt of juices. And Amber didn't seem to mind one bit, screaming and moaning and saying, "Oh, God, Justin...Screw the condom. Just take meeeee!" Her knuckles were white as she gripping the sheets.

The boy perked up immediately, letting go of his cock. But when Justin tried to push Dash away, he was met with a low growl. The Dalmatian wasn't going anywhere. Justin shrugged. Reaching under Dash, the boy put a hand on the dog's glistening, red erection.

Woah! Dash wasnt expecting that! He was still really sensitive down there, and the pressure made him tingle. But to stop Justin, he'd have to stop licking, and he wasn't prepared to do that yet. Paying Justin no mind, Dash licked deeper into the moaning girl. "Justiiiiiiin," she moaned impatiently.

Slowly, gently, the teenage boy began to slide his cupped hand up and down Dash's length. Actually, now that Dash had to think about it, Justin's hand felt pretty good down there. Two different urges competed with Dash's mind. Even as he kept licking Amber, he started to feel like he had the day before, a cloud descending around his mind. The Dalmatian began to thrust his hips against Justin's hand.

"Fuck me!" Amber cried, clenching powerfully around Dash's tongue. Surprised, the dog pulled his tongue out protectively. As suddenly as her taste was off his tongue, Dash's second hunger took over. The Dalmatian started thrusting into Justin's hand, panting and wagging. The hand that closed around his sensitive flesh kept moving forward, and then up, Dash humping along with it, until he had to lift his front legs onto the bed. There, beneath him, lay the source of that interesting flavor, but he was beyond caring about that. His hips rocked back and forth several times a second, that tantalizing hand moving him even further forward, until his paws were on either side of Amber's ribs, just below her smooth, flat breasts. Suddenly the hand stopped moving back and forth, holding the dog's cock as if aiming it. Frustrated, Dash pushed forward, hard.

Amber screamed, and Dash stopped worrying about Justin's hand. The vast majority of his cock was being squeezed suddenly from all sides by a warm, wet pressure that drove Dash mad. Amber yelled, "Justiiiiiiiin!" again, spreading her legs, though Dash wasn't sure why she was calling his name. The boy was just standing to the side of the bed, watching with wide-eyed amazement at the scene in front of him.

With a grunt, Dash lost himself, just as he had with Dot. He began hammering into that warm, wet tunnel, groaning and moaning and panting. He opened his eyes and saw Amber beneath him, shuddering and trembling in his grip, and the Dalmatian finally let the realization hit him: he was fucking Amber! What would have, earlier, caused the dog to shy away in disgust just turned him on more. Growling in lust, he barked, "I fucked Dot, now it's your turn!"

Amber's eyes flew open, suddenly realizing that it wasn't Justin on top of her. She froze, looking up at Dash's glazed eyes, drool falling from his mouth onto her chest. Slowly, she dropped her jaw, staring blankly, but when she spoke, only a mumbling moan came out. A moment later, she was arching her back and thrusting her hips up against the Dalmatian frantically, while Justin looked on in amazement, saying, "A little E goes a long way..."

Wrapping her legs around Dash's back, the two began to pump against each other at a matched pace. Dash shuddered forward, feeling his knot pressing up against her tight lips. He still hadn't swollen up since the ice, but he could feel his bulbus glandis growing now, and fast. He had to get it in soon, or he'd be out of luck!

Luckily, Amber was helping. She spread her legs, and pushed upward at the same time he thrust. All she could say was a garbled approximation of "Oh God, oh God, oh God," but Dash was pretty sure God wasn't in the house. Amber clenched down around his huge cock, easily as tight as Dot.

Justin knelt beside Dash, watching the large, red cock slide into her again and again, two swollen nubs grinding against her. He was just in time, as Dash pulled back with a loud slurp and leapt forward, just like he had done for Dot. Sploorch! His entire dick began to spread the young girl apart, inch after inch entering her, until this time, he didn't stop at his knot. Amber spread her legs and screamed as her tender young lips stretched painfully around the two bulbs, letting the dog crash to a shuddering halt deep inside of her.

Dash looked down between his legs, eyes wide. His knot was lodged inside of her, forming a baseball-sized bulge in her crotch. Amber moaned and jerked her body around, gasping for breath, but even as the two males watched, Dash's knot kept growing. He was well and thoroughly stuck.

Amber didn't seem to mind, bucking her hips and crying, "Dash, Dash, fuck meeeee!" She didn't notice Justin getting on the bed beside the copulating couple, rubbing his dick furiously.

A low whine started in Dash's throat, as he felt the moment approaching. Amber was like a warm glove around his cock, several sizes too small. The sensation was palpable. He rocked his hips like any good dog would, Amber screaming and moaning. His whine kept getting higher pitched, until finally, exhausted, Dash opened his mouth and let out a bellowing howl, punctuated by a loud splurt!

Even the humans could hear it. Amber gasped and her entire body began to shudder and clench around him, as if she were milking him. The Dalmatian let loose inside of her, wave after wave of fluid gushing into her immature womb. She grabbed the sheets beside her until her nails began to dig into her own palms, riding out the unbelievable sensation being released inside of her.

She was so overwhelmed, she didn't even notice as Justin added his own meager contributions, aiming and hitting the young girl's face. Dash just groaned and let out another spurt of sticky seed, panting and drooling all over her smooth body. Amber, lost in her own bliss, began to run her hands up and down her chest, spreading his saliva over her ribs and breasts.

Panting, Dash found his position, half on the bed, half off, to be uncomfortable, and he turned around until he was facing away from her, just his cock and his tail resting over the edge of the bed. His massive knot was showing no signs of shrinking, and well might not, considering he'd been hard for the last 7 hours. Squeezing another load into his young bitch, Dash panted.

Amber was gasping for breath, her mind slowly returning, sweat and saliva covering her nubile form. Movement caught her attention, finally, and she raised an eyebrow to see Justin, getting dressed. "Justin...where are you going?"

Zipping up his backpack, the boy turned to Amber and said, "Yeah, I don't think things are going to work out once that pill wears off. So, I'm taking off. You better believe I won't ever forget you, though."

Amber tilted her head, wincing as another loud spurt filled her. "What are you doing? Hey, wait..."

But Justin was looking out the window. "Window it is," he said, sliding it open. "By the way, you should probably clean up...your parents are home." With that, he was gone.

Amber just blinked, uncomprehendingly. She looked down at where Dash was letting loose another sticky rope of dog seed, an unbelievable bulge between her legs. At the same time, she heard the front door close loudly, and a familiar voice call out through the house, "Amber!? We're back!"