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I couldn't sleep. Maybe it was the coarse hay digging itchily into my fur. Maybe it was dozens of other, snoring puppies, lying in various places in the barn. Or maybe it was the sound of kissing just behind the well-sealed crate of Kanine Krunchies. I knew who it was, too; certainly my sister, Pepper. Which of our brothers she was kissing was a harder guess.

This had been going on for two weeks now. Pepper would find a boy, or he'd find her, and they'd sneak off behind the crate, and I would hear the endless slurping and slorping as they licked each other. On the tongue! I don't know what possessed her to do something so gross...especially with her brothers! Besides, weren't they a bit young to be kissing?

I guess I really didn't know. I turned in my hopeless attempt to sleep, my chest rising slowly with my breath. I felt really pudgy, and my feet were huge. The only thing I really liked about myself were the spots in a ring around my neck. It looked like I was wearing a necklace, with one, larger spot below that that was my namesake.

Ow! Something collided with me, and my back leg was stinging. "Hey!"

"Oh, sorry, sorry." It was Pepper, coming from behind the crate. I didn't get a glimpse of the boy she'd been with.

"It's hard enough to sleep without you running into me!" I yipped.

Pepper sat down in front of me. She had spots all over, just the right amount. Her ears were mostly white with just a few spots, like her tail. She was so pretty, and all the boys seemed to know it. Not like me: other than my necklace of spots, my spots seemed to come and go at random, and I had ugly, black ears and a perfectly white tail. She said, "I'm sorry, Jewel."

My sister lay down next to me, apparently ready to sleep. I rolled over onto my back, wide awake. I couldn't get her out of my mind. Why did she have to be so trim and fit, while I kept all my puppy fat and more? Not that I wanted to go around kissing boys or anything! But...

"How do you do it, Pepper?"

"Huh? Do what?"

I gulped, but managed to say, "Attract boys' attention."

I saw the moonlight glinted off her open, curious eyes. "Well...I just go up and talk to them."

"Oh," I said. So it really was my fault.

She seemed to sense something in my voice, and said, "Why?"

"I wish I were as pretty as you. Whenever I talk to any of the boys they start to stammer and look away from me. Do you think I'll ever be pretty?"

Pepper blinked three times. "You are pretty. Prettier than me. Gosh, I wish I had your spots."

"Yeah, right," I said, knowing she was just trying to comfort me.

"I'm serious. The boys all stammer because you're so pretty, Jewel. If you just asked, I'm sure any one of them would sneak behind the crates with you," she added, grinning.

"Ewwwwww!" I cried, but I did feel a little better.

* * * * *

"Lucky, do you think I'm pretty?" I asked.

He looked up at me like he'd just be kicked in the stomach. "What??"

He wasn't always the most eloquent pup, but of all the boys I knew, he was the most likely to tell you what he really thought. And besides, he was kind of cute - er, so I'd heard from some of the other pups. "Do you think I'm pretty?"

He stood stiffly, his mouth shut, his front paws neatly out in front of him, like he was hiding something. I could tell he wasn't going to say what he really thought, and I knew what that meant. I looked away from him, waiting to hear him lie. He said, "Yeah, of...of course. I mean, um... Look, I gotta go!" He bounded off without another word, his tail between his legs.

My whiskers drooped. I guess Pepper had just been telling me what I wanted to hear. Still, maybe he was just stammering because of my beauty, like she said. I couldn't really know, other than my gut telling me.

Wait, there was one guy I could ask who I knew would tell the truth. Dad. Sure, sure, he would sometimes butter us up, but if you really asked him something serious, he'd answer seriously. I wandered outside, into the summer heat.

Dad was playing with a pack of pups near the pig pen. My brothers and sisters would shriek and try to run from him as he chased them down, one after another. The little pups never stood a chance. Once Dad started chasing one, the full-grown Dalmatian only had to take a couple steps before his massive jaws wrapped around the scruff of his target's neck, tossing the pup into the air before catching his small child on his back.

I certainly couldn't talk to him about something this serious with all my brothers and sisters around! I waited just outside the throng of scrabbling puppies, my black ears drooping.

While squealing and trying to escape from Dad, Rolly tripped, and, true to his namesake, began rolling through the grass, landing dizzily on his back next to me. Dad laughed, and turned his attention to me. My eyes widened as seventy pounds of Dalmatian came barrelling down on me, but I was in no mood to play. I just sat there.

Dad skidded to a stop in front of me, looking down from what seemed like a hundred feet above me. "Jewel?"

I just looked away. Suddenly, Patch pounced up at Dad's tail, falling over in his effort to reach the high, wagging limb. Dad said, "Okay, that's enough, children."

"Awwwww!" the ten pups said in unison, but Dad would have none of it.

"Daddy's tired," he said, "and needs a break."

I looked up hopefully into his eyes. He was looking at me. Then he said, "Jewel, would you like to go for a walk with me?"

I yipped, "Yes!"

He grinned and said, "Come along." When some of the other pups wanted to follow, he said, "Now, now, run along you two. You've had your 'Daddy-time'."

I plodded happily along beside him, though I felt like I'd swallowed ten butterflies. So when we were finally among the trees, I couldn't bring myself to ask the question I'd been meaning to ask.

Dad said, "Is something wrong, Jewel?"

"Uh," I mumbled. "No, no, I just..."

He smiled gently. "Well, in that case...let's see if you can beat me to that tree!" He pointed with his paw at a tree only about 15 feet away.

Grateful for any excuse to keep from asking him my question, I nodded and bounded off after the tree. Dad stayed back, giving me a head start, but when I was halfway there, he took off! His feet pounded in the ground behind me, and just as I reached the tree, he leapt past me, tagging it. He laughed, panting, and said, "You almost beat me!"

"Oh, Dad..." I groaned. But I laughed too; we both knew who was faster. I had to run ten steps just to make up for one of his!

He looked down at me again, silent. He was giving me another chance to tell him what was wrong, but I couldn't say it. I knew he'd tell me the truth, and what if I was right? What if I was a chubby little, no account, ugly little pup, and no one would ever like me? Well, other than my parents, of course...

Dad said, "Alright, out with it. I know something's bothering you." When I didn't speak immediately, he bowled me over. I never stood a chance; his outstretched paw was almost as big as my entire head! Helplessly, I rolled over and over, twice, landing with a thud on my back with my tail pointing directly at him.

"No more!" I cried, chuckling softly. "I'll tell, I'll tell!"

He laughed too, and sat down, waiting patiently.

I didn't bother getting up, curling my toes nervously. Well, there was no use in waiting any longer... I looked up at him with wide eyes and said, "Daddy...do you think I'm pretty?"

He cocked his head at me. "Of course I do," he said automatically.

I groaned. "I'm serious, Dad. If you weren't my father...would you want to take me behind the crates and kiss me?" I gasped, and hastily added, "Not that I'd want to do that!"

Dad's jaw dangled from his mouth. He didn't know what to say, staying silent and just looking at me. Then his expression changed. I didn't know what he was doing, but his eyes dropped from mine, scanning along my body and stopping at my tail. What was he looking at?

"Daddy, why are you looking at me like that?" I asked, nervously.

His eyes had changed - hardened - and he looked almost like he were hungry. For some reason I felt like tucking my tail between my legs.

His voice was soft and understanding, but his eyes didn't change. He said, "You're beautiful, Jewel. If I weren't your father, I'd..." but he trailed off, finally looking away from the base of my tail.

"You'd what?" I asked, breathlessly, not sure if I wanted to know the answer.

His eyes met mine again, and he said, "I'd be thrilled to kiss you. You have nothing to worry about."

His words sounded like he was being honest, but if he was telling the truth, why weren't boys asking me like they were asking Pepper? I said, "The other pups don't seem to agree. They ask Pepper all the time! I'm just...too fat and splotchy, aren't I?"

To his credit, Dad looked really taken aback. He said, "Fat? You're not fat at all, and your spots are perfect."

"You're just saying that," I said, hurt.

"I'm not!" he protested, but I wasn't buying it.

"Thanks anyway, Dad." I slowly picked myself up off the ground. "Really...I feel better," I lied, but Dad didn't seem to be buying it either.

He just watched me as I walked back toward the farm, thinking about something.

* * * * *

I don't know what he decided, but the next time I saw Dad, he was behaving really odd. It was the following day, just as the sun was setting, and I was just chewing on one of the raw-hide bones that Roger and Anita ordered in bulk from the pet shop down in Bradbury. He seemed excited, barely able to restrain himself, like he was a puppy!

Imagine my surprise when he walked right over to me. "Jewel!" he exclaimed, "There you are. Come with me; I have a present for you."

My ears perked with excitement. A present!? But then I realized what he was doing. He just wanted to make me feel better. Dropping my ears, I said, "I'm okay, Dad, really."

"Now, now, don't be like that, my dear. Come along." He said, picking me up by the scruff of my neck. It only took his front four teeth to reach all the way around my neck, carrying me off despite my objections. There was nothing I could do, dangling there, as he bounded away, leaving a bunch of curious pups behind.

"I mean it, Dad, I'm fine," I said again.

He couldn't really say anything with my scruff in his mouth, so he just kept on running, over toward the old grain silo. It was long abandoned...why was he taking me there? When he jumped inside, a small lantern was glowing in one corner of the old building. He dropped me with a plop on the ground, and I sat and looked up at him anxiously. I didn't see any packages or presents...

"What's going on?" I asked.

Dad dropped down until he was lying on his belly in front of me, his head just inches away from me. This close up, I couldn't help but realize that his head alone was the size of my entire body! He hesitated a second, looking me over, before he said, "I know, I know, you don't want to talk about yesterday. But there's something I need to say, and do."

I blinked. "What is it, Dad?"

He took a deep breath, and said, "If your brothers aren't paying you any attention, they're doing you wrong, Jewel. I didn't know how to say it yesterday, but you...you are the most beautiful dog on the farm. And I really mean that. I brought you here to prove it to you."

My eyes were wide. His eyes shone with the same hunger I saw yesterday, and there was almost no hesitance in his voice anymore. He couldn't really mean it, though! I said, "Well, what about Mum?"

I immediately regretted saying that. His whiskers drooped, and he looked strangely hurt. I had no idea why mentioning Mum would have that effect!

"Including her," he said, his teeth clenched. "And if your brothers won't kiss you...I will."

My jaw dropped. I had been about to say, "What??" when Dad took advantage of my open mouth, and a single, sudden lunge sent the tip of his tongue into my mouth. His tongue was huge and wet; there was no way the entire thing would fit in my tiny muzzle. But he sure seemed to try!

Gasping for breath, I jumped back onto all fours and yelped, "But...you're my father!!"

Dad smiled and me, and pointed out, "And Pepper is kissing her brothers. It's okay, I promise you won't get in trouble."

I didn't understand. Why was he doing this? Was it just to make me feel better? Did he really want to kiss me? Did I want to kiss him? I was a little furball of confusion, overwhelmed. I felt like I was on a raft on the ocean in a huge storm, scrabbling to hang on. Lost and reeling, Dad offered me something to hold on to. He said, "Trust me."

It was better than nothing, so when he edged toward me on his belly, I waited. He reached behind me, his huge paw firmly on my back, pulling me toward him. Then, suddenly, he was kissing me again, his massive, strong tongue trying to push my lips apart. Trembling, I let him, and his wet, pink tongue filled my mouth.

It was the weirdest experience of my life. Dad held me in place, slurping and slorping at me as quickly as I'd ever heard Pepper manage. It felt oddly surreal, his tongue sliding along mine, sharing his saliva, but it wasn't entirely unpleasant. He murred in pleasure as he kissed me, and soon, I found myself murring back.

When he stopped kissing me, I was panting for breath. Dad said, "I love you, Jewel," looking me over appraisingly.

I didn't know what to say, so I said nothing. At least, until Dad placed a paw on my nose and pushed me over onto my back. I landed with a thud, my legs splayed out in all directions. I gasped, "What was that for?"

He edged closer, looking down at me from just a few inches away. His large eyes travelled down my belly, stopping once again between my legs. I blushed, curling my tail up. But Dad narrowed his eyes, reached over with a free paw, and forced my tail flat against the ground. Heart pounding, I tried to close my legs, but he placed a heavy paw on each of my legs, pinning them apart and to the ground. I yelped, "Daddy, what are you doing!?"

From this close, I couldn't help but realize what Dad was looking at...that soft, furless spot between my legs. I knew enough to know that no one was supposed to be looking at that! I blushed a deep red, but Dad didn't seem to notice. He said, "It's been way too long..." licking his lips.

"Daddy, I'm scared."

"Why, you've nothing to fear," he said, matter-of-factly, before dropping his large nose between my hind legs.

My protest melted in a garbled mess when, a moment later, his wide tongue lapped at that soft mound near the base of my tail. His firm pressure squeezed my lips together, completely engulfing my hole. I yipped in shock, only to purse my mouth together into a moan. To top it all off, he closed his wet mouth over my mound and sucked gently.

Slurp, slurp, slurp! was all I heard over my own high-pitched whine. If I could have spread my hind legs apart any further, I would have, arching my back to press up against Dad's persistent suckling. When he'd kissed my mouth, I had mostly been unsure and confused. His new taste of my most forbidden parts made me drop my jaw and moan out in the most astounding feelings I had ever experienced, "Oh, Daddy!"

Pinned beneath Dad's heavy paws, I panted and whimpered. Then, with a sticky squelch, he shoved the tip of his tongue inside of me. I'd never felt anything like it, and though my little hips were barely wide enough to hold Dad's entire nose between my legs, I began to shake my hindquarters up and down, stammering, "Oh...Da...that's so good!"

I had to place my front paws on his wide nose, holding on for dear life as Dad pushed more and more of his tongue between my hind legs. His tongue was so big! I could hardly believe he'd fit as much as he had into my tight hole. He pushed and probed inside of me, until I clenched down so hard around him that he had trouble pulling his tongue free, only managing to withdraw his tongue with an explosive, wet schplop!

"Nooooo, don't stop!" I yelped, watching Dad lick his chops clean. I could feel his slimy spit leaking out of me.

"Oh, Jewel, your pussy is so tight!" he exclaimed. My jaw dropped - that was a naughty word, wasn't it? Realizing what he'd said, he looked ashamed a moment, but he didn't take it back.

Gasping for breath, I suddenly felt self-conscious. My eyes were as wide as dinner plates as I tried to scramble to my paws. Dad's grip on my hips put a stop to that. I whined, "Dad...", but I didn't know what to say, or what I wanted.

Gazing down at me, Dad said, "You're making me so hot right now, Jewel. I've got to get inside you." It wasn't a question, or even a request, just a statement of fact. I gasped, my jaw dropping as the huge Dalmatian got to his paws, standing over me and blanketing me in his shadow. What did he mean, inside of me?

I lowered my eyes, and there, between his hind legs, was something red and oily, sticking out of his sheath. Glistening in the lantern's light, the slick-looking rod was almost half as long as my entire body! I watched with curious amazement, until Dad reached down, picking me up in his teeth. He carried me over to an old hay bale and dropped me onto it, on my back. Then, he planted his forepaws around me, like big pillars standing to either side of my small head, and began pushing his hips forward. That red thing was coming straight for me!

Yelping, I tried to wriggle away from it. He couldn't mean to put that inside of me! Just looking at it made me shudder, but when I tried to flee, Dad's huge paw landed heavily on my chest, easily covering all the spots that made up my necklace and forcing me so hard against the stiff hay bale that I bounced once before he'd pinned me in place. I struggled, but he held me in place against the hay. I watched helplessly as he lowered his hindquarters toward me. "Dad, stop!" I cried.

He stopped.

I lay there, gasping for breath, though it's hard to breathe with a paw as big as your head pressed to your chest. Dad met my eyes. "Do you trust me?"

"...Yes..." I lied. I mean, I wanted to trust him, but the look in his eyes was unlike anything I'd ever seen. I honestly didn't know what he would have done if I had said "no". I shivered, but Dad seemed to take my answer on the face of it, licking his lips and edging forward again.

I had to stretch my neck to see around the leg on my chest, gaping as I watched the bulging, sausage-shaped thing get closer and closer to my twitching hole, still dripping with Dad's drool. Then, the hard, boney tip was pressing up between my hind legs, tickling me. All I could do was whimper, knowing that whatever Dad was going to do, it was too late to stop it now.

"I can't believe I didn't do this sooner!" he said, through gritted teeth.

Then, with a grunt, he pressed his tip against me. I shuddered at the sudden warmth against my lower lips, letting out soft whines at the feel of the increasing pressure against my trembling mound, squirming slightly as i prepared for the inevitable. The pressure continued until my body's resistance finally gave way. His tapered tip jabbed right into my tender hole, spreading my mound apart. My eyes shot open and I yelped! He was so huge! Even just the very end of his thing felt like he was splitting me apart. If he hadn't already stretched me out and wetted me down with his tongue, I don't think I could have taken it.

It was Dad's turn to whimper, having wedged himself an inch inside of my quivering hole. "Ohhh," he whined, "You're so damned tight..."

His tail wagged relentlessly behind him. He gave another short jab, shoving himself an inch deeper. I couldn't help but whine; his thick rod slid smoothly forward, but even so my pussy - I think that's what dad had called it - was aching as he stretched me apart.

I pain was unlike anything I'd ever felt before in my entire life. Each short thrust brought Dad deeper inside of me. I opened my mouth and squealed, but there was something else besides the pain. His large rod kept brushing up against something that turned my yelps into moans. My mound schlurped around him, stretching to barely contain his width, but once stretched, the pain shrank to a dull ache.

I could watch every thrust, yelping in pain each time Dad pushed another inch inside of me. "Dad...Dad!" I called, not sure whether I wanted him to stop or keep going.

He groaned and humped again, saying, "Good girl, Jewel; just like that."

Dad's tongue was dangling from the side of his mouth. I'd never seen him quite so happy, and I couldn't help but blush knowing that I was the one causing such pleasure. I yipped and spread my hind legs as far as I could, pushing back to help him wedge himself another inch deeper. Looking down at my tummy, I gasped and shivered, realizing I could see the bulge of his throbbing tip as it hammered forward.

"Oh...Ohh!" I grunted. Dad came to a shuddering stop, half of his red rod buried inside of me. He humped again, but instead of driving himself deeper, I felt him press heavily inside of me. Dad could go no further, my clenching hole on fire in pleasure and pain. I panted, my tongue hanging limply from my mouth, looking in amazement at the massive bulge poking through my stomach. "Daddy!" I whimpered.

He grinned down at me, holding himself inside of my for a moment. "Oh, sweetie...are you ready for the next step?"

"Yes!" I cried, though I had no idea what he meant.

"Good girl," he said, and showed me. Keeping his heavy paw on my chest, he pulled his hips back, undoing all the work he'd just done! He pulled half-way out, the sudden emptiness of my hole making a wet squelch! Then, just as quickly, he shoved himself back in, colliding inside of me! I yipped, but as his wet width slid out and back into me, the pleasure I'd barely felt before washed over my little body. I quivered, my entire body heaving. I arched my back and howled, the claws of my front paws digging into the hay all around me. The feel of only half his rod filling me so completely overwhelmed my young mind with ecstasy.

Encouraged, Dad simply did it again, pulling roughly out with a splurp before ramming himself home. I howled helplessly, bucking my hips as my insides squeezed down around him, making Dad's much louder howl join my own. Dazed, I watched the next thrust, seeing the cylindrical bulge pulling back before gliding wetly back inside.

"You're so fucking tight!" he yipped, forgetting himself. I dropped my jaw, squealing, Dad beginning a regular rhythm of eager, body-wracking thrusts. Then, he cut off my scream, lowering his nose to mine and filling my small muzzle with his tongue.

My whimpers and moans were muffled by his tongue. I met his tongue with my own, suddenly seeing the joy in kissing. He overfilled my mouth, and his thrusts began to speed up, first doubling, and then tripling in speed. My small body rocked back and forth to the steady schlorp, schlorp blanketing my tiny, black ears. My cheeks were hot, trembling as my Dad used me in a way I knew was forbidden. I didn't care anymore, my tail wagging fiercely!

If there was any doubt about whether Dad thought I was attractive, that notion was well and completely gone from my mind. His grunts and moans as he pounded me were never-ending reminders of just how much I was turning him on. Maybe Pepper wasn't lying - maybe I really was beautiful!

With his free front paw, Dad grabbed my waist and pulled. I was so tiny I offered little resistance, shrieking as he jammed my little body down onto his giant rod. I moaned and sucked on Dad's tongue, my entire body quivering and twitching around him. Even with only half his length buried between my legs, I could see the bulge of his tip inching up to my ribs! The wet suction of my hole slurped desperately around him, trying to pull him deeper, even as I shuddered, stretched to the breaking point.

Dad pulled his tongue back, panting for air. "I'm...going...to...cum!" he managed through ragged gasps. I didn't know what that meant, so I tried to prepare myself for anything, but nothing could have readied me for what happened. Dad slammed his hips home with such force that I slid several inches across the hay bale, despite his heavy paw. I saw the bulge in my stomach that could only be the tip of Dad's huge, red thing compressed up inside of me. Then, as Dad groaned, I watched that bulge expand and pulse, something hot and wet filling inside of me with the gentle roar like a waterfall.

I could only watch my belly expand for a few moments before I tossed my head back and howled yet again, my entire body shuddering as I squeezed down around him. "DADDY!" I managed to howl, before I lost control of everything! I yipped and moaned, and quivered and clenched, my insides growing and expanding with each loud splurt! The pressure inside of me kept building up, until Pongo's next explosive moan sent liquid shooting out of me, splattering Dad's hind legs and dripping down onto my tail, disappearing into the hay below me.

Dad gritted his teeth, groaning, "Oh...take it all, you little slut!" Another flood of warm, white fluid splashed inside of me, leaking out of my impossibly stretched mound.

"Oh Daddy!" I screamed, barely able to contain myself. "I'm your little slut!" I didn't know what that word meant, but I knew it was true, and that was good enough for me.

I looked down between his legs as he filled me, and I whimpered in shock. Down, near the base of Dad's throbbing sausage, it was all swollen now, easily twice as thick as the rest of him! Was that supposed to go inside of me? It wouldn't even fit between my fully outstretched hind legs! Just beyond that, his dangling bits were doing something I'd never seen before...quivering and pulsing as they swung back and forth. Each time they shook, I felt another heavy shot of liquid inside of me!

"I'm gonna drown you in my cum!" Dad yelled.

"Do it, Daddy! I want it all inside me!" Squirt! He shot more and more of his...cum...into my tight pussy. I squealed, clenching down around him, which sent a splatter of white goo erupting out of me. As quickly as he was pumping it inside of me, I would squeeze it out. I whimpered, wishing I were big enough to hold it all.

Time travelled in fits and starts as I shuddered around Dad's firm, spasming rod, until he stood over me, both of us panting. He finally took his paw off my chest, placing it beside me instead, allowing me to take large, eager breaths. In between gasps, I managed to mumble, "I love you...Daddy..."

His chest was heaving, when he finally pulled himself out of my pussy, and a new flood of the sticky goo poured and spurted out of me with each twitch of my aching pussy. Dad gasped, and said, "I love you, too, Jewel. You're...the most...beautiful puppy..."

I couldn't help but smile at his happily wagging tail.

"Jewel, you mustn't tell anyone about this, okay?"

I nodded.

"I'd better clean you up, too, or the others will know."

Obediently, I spread my legs for him, curling my toes. It was quite a task! His white goo was coated in the fur between my legs and into my tail. Dad didn't hold back, shoving his nose between my hind legs and gulping it down eagerly, but with each lick, even more of the stuff squished out of me. He drank me in almost eagerly, and I had to ask, "What's it taste like?"

He stopped, sniffing up my body, saying, "Here, I'll show you." With that, he kissed me again, his tongue (as large as my entire head) still dripping with cum. I gulped and gulped, barely able to keep up with the flow of white goo. It tasted salty but good, and I swallowed as much as I could before some of it began to leak out my lips and down my chin.

I gasped, "Thanks, Dad." He licked my nose, and then returned to cleaning my stretched mound. His tongue shoved inside of my twitching hole as he searched for every last drop. I couldn't help but whimper. Why did he have to clean me up? I wanted to feel his sticky cum inside of me forever!

My whimpers changed to moans as he continued to lap. My little tail flew back and forth, tickling Dad's chin, but he didn't seem to mind. He didn't need to pin me down anymore; I eagerly spread my hind legs for him, my tongue lolling out of my mouth as I panted. Again and again he rammed his tongue deep, and I moaned, "Ohhh, that feels good!"

My words only made him lick harder. Shuddering, I rocked my hips up against him, squeezing down around his wet, slurping tongue. I felt warm and wet and sticky, my cheeks a deep crimson blush. I pursed my lips and let out a high-pitched whine, pedaling my hind legs at the sheer joy. I knew he must almost be done reaching even the most deepest parts of me, so I whimpered, "Don't stop, Daddy!"

Dad raised a heavy eyebrow, pulling his tongue free to say, "We have to get home, or your Mum will get suspicious."

"No!" I cried. "Not yet; I wanna feel your...thingy...inside of me again!"

He chuckled. "Oh, you're adorable, Jewel."

I growled, but I doubt I sounded very menacing to my Dad; he must weigh ten times as much as me. "Dad!"

He laughed openly this time, but at least he agreed. "Okay, okay, I can't say no to that face." He plopped his front legs back up onto the hay bale, and I scootched back, spreading my hind legs for him and whining in desperation. "And it's called my cock, honey."

I licked my chops, looking between his legs and whimpering at his throbbing, red cock. How I wished I were big enough to take more than half of it inside of me, not to mention that enormous, swollen bulb. But as I lay there waiting, he surprised me by reaching down with his gaping mouth. I yelped as he closed his teeth gently around my little body, lifting me into the air. I dangled helpless for a few moments before he plopped me down on my stomach at the very edge of the rectangular hay bale, so that my hindquarters dangled off the end. I dug my front paws into the hay to prevent myself from falling off, yipping.

Dad's immense legs rested to either side of me, and just as I was about to slip off and fall two feet to the ground, I felt something thick and wet lifting me up. I looked over my shoulder to see that Dad had moved up behind me, pressing his giant, swollen cock between my hind legs - the only thing preventing me from sliding off my precarious perch. "Dad!" I whined, still scrabbling at the hay.

With the skill of many years of practice, Dad aimed his bony tip right up against my trembling, aching pussy lips, tickling something inside of me that turned my yips into moans. His stomach pushed my tail out of the way. Dropping my jaw, I cried, "Oh, don't wait, Daddy!" my lower lips stretching and clenching as if it could forcibly pull him inside of me. "Stuff me full of your cock!"

"Such a good little girl," he groaned, and shoved himself forward.

It was nothing like the last time he'd eased himself into me. Dad didn't hold back, slamming his entire cock forward until I felt him collide with a squelch deep inside of me. Looking back, I saw that I could still only take about half of his cock. The force of his thrust pushed me painfully into the hay, but I barely noticed.

No other sensation mattered other than my suddenly full hole. I screamed and rocked my hips, thrusting against the air. My tail thwapped against him as I whimpered and clenched around my father. Thankfully, his many loads of cum seemed to make it easier on me, and my pussy stretched easily for him. I tossed my head back and yelped, "Oh, Daddy! Harder!"

He seemed more than happy to help me out, pulling his hips back. He almost pulled me off the hay bale with him, but I dug my claws into a wire that was holding the hay together, and managed to stay in one place. When he'd pulled out so that just his tip lay wedged between my lower lips, he grunted and flung himself forward again, shuddering to a stop inside of me with a splorch! "Faster!" was all I said.

"Oh, Jewel, I love you so much," he said, to my delight. With that, he began the same rampant pace he'd given me the last time, sliding almost all the way out of me before hammering himself back inside. Whenever he pulled back, I hung on to the wire for dear life, and whenever he leapt forward, he slammed me into the hay bale.

I tried once more to yell, "Daddy," but my words were shattered and, my eyes rolled back in my head, I simply fell back on my instincts: barking my head off. Ruff! Ruff! Ruff! I yipped, at the same pace as Dad's thrusts. My tiny body shuddered and clenched around him, wishing more than anything that he could drill himself all the way inside of me. My flapping tail was slapping the massive bulge at the base of Dad's cock, but he paid it no mind.

The only sounds were a low, growing growl in my Dad's throat, my own never-ending barking, and the schlurp, schlurp, schlurp of our wet collisions. A warm, building heat was taking over my rump, and I knew that any moment, I'd explode in fits of ecstasy.

Suddenly, I felt two heavy weights at my waist. Gasping, I realized that Dad had placed a paw at each of my hips. Each paw was as big as my entire leg! I howled desperately, shuddering, before Dad punctuated his next thrust by pulling on my rump with both paws, plowing into me! I yipped, feeling him burrow his way deeper than ever into my tight pussy. Howling, I managed to look back and see that he'd shoved a full inch deeper than before, though I was still inches from his giant bulge. I yelped, feeling his pointy tip digging deep into me.

He was only there for a second before he pulled back, and hammered forward again, pulling on my hips as if I were a rag doll. "Daddy!" I cried, trapped between being afraid of what might happen, and being desperate to feel him even deeper inside of me. The force of his thrusts was strong enough that his dangling bits swung forward and collided between my legs, each of his balls every bit as big as my entire tail.

He pulled me once more onto his cock, and I was certain that his next thrust would tear me apart, but there was no next thrust. There, nestled up against my deepest insides, his tip erupted, and cum poured into my tight hole. Dad was groaning, and pulling me toward him with all the strength in both of his paws. I howled, quivering and expecting at any moment for his white goo to come splashing out of me.

But it didn't.

I knew it had to, but it didn't. I felt more and more hot fluid gushing into my tiny body, but it was almost as if I were a bottomless pit...just a hole for Dad's cum. Where was it going? I only had a few seconds to ponder before Dad's next giant splurt finally met my expectations, shooting out of me so hard that it landed four feet behind us.

I felt heavy and fuller than ever, like I'd eaten way too much. My howl finally ended as I gasped for breath, replaced by whimpers and whines. Dad's quivering, throbbing cock kept exploding with a splash. All I could do was clench down around him, shuddering as I felt better than I had ever felt before. I could think of no place I'd rather be than squeezing around my Dad's humongous cock.

"Oh, Jewel!" he cried, "I feel like I could just keep cumming and cumming!"

I yipped happily, wagging my tail and replying, "Please do!" shivering as yet another spurt tickled my twitching pussy.

He growled and gave it his best shot. Rivers of goo flowed down my hind legs, dripping into a puddle below us. But eventually, he had to stop, shuddering as he squeezed out the last few drops and pulled free of me.

Without his cock to hold me up, I immediately slipped off the bale, landing with a plop in a thick puddle of Dad's cum. I was covered, and Dad had the nerve to laugh at me! "Hey!" I yelped, trying to pick myself up off the ground. My muscles ached, and I almost stood before I slipped and fell face first into the puddle again. Gasping for breath, I lay there helplessly, my entire body shaking and trembling, tingling vividly after such a rough breeding. I had to wait a full minute or two before I managed to gather the strength to stand up. Whining, I tried to shake myself off, but his sticky goo mostly stuck to my fur, no matter how hard I shook.

"Fine, let me help," he said finally, after watching me struggle in amusement, bending his head down to lick me. His giant tongue made quick work, able to lap across my entire back and belly. I helped as best I could, licking along my tiny legs and lapping at my gooey, drippy hole.

I smiled up at him. "Thank you, Dad."

His voice was filled with concern, though. "Jewel... What we did...we're not supposed to."

I whimpered, looking up from my work as my tight hole slowly closed in on itself with a steady squorching. "Why not?" I asked, hoping he didn't regret what he'd done.

"Only mates are supposed to do this - but if you don't tell anyone, I won't," he added with a smile.

"Oh no, I would never!" I cried. "Does that mean we can...do it again?"

He smiled down at me again, the hunger obvious in his large eyes. "I'd like to see someone try to stop me."