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Joanne left three towels on the floor, sopping up all the bath water that had splashed out of the tub during the explosive rutting Bear had given her. Her husband's German shepherd dog had taken quite a liking to the young woman; at least, when she was in heat. Now, for her second heat cycle in a row, she had spent her time moaning and humping underneath the large dog, half willingly and three-quarters unwillingly.

She'd been afraid, and certain, that Bear had filled her womb with feral puppies, understandably the greatest taboo she could think of. Whenever the news reported on some woman or other who'd given birth to four-legged animals, things ended badly for the woman. It wasn't strictly illegal, but you were sure to lose your job and your friends! But the pregnancy test showed a negative result. Todd still didn't know, and she would have been thrilled to tell him not to worry, if she hadn't made something of a miscalculation and fucked Bear repeatedly just a few hours before. She may not have been pregnant before, but she wouldn't know for a month whether that was still the case!

The golden retriever had cleaned herself as best she could, but she could still feel Bear's heavy dog seed shifting around inside of her womb. Todd wouldn't notice, at least. Poodles weren't known for their sense of smell. Joanne's alluring heat scent would easily overpower Todd's nose. She waited until Bear's dick was mostly retracted before opening the bathroom door: she couldn't wait any longer, for fear the muscular dog would want to take her again.

Todd turned to face her, but the young working woman avoided his gaze, quickly directing the German shepherd out the bedroom door, closing the door with a convincing click. She didn't want the randy animal putting any suspicions in her husband's head. An errant lick in the wrong place, or knocking her down, mounting, and penetrating her in one swift motion, any of these things could alert Todd that something was going on between the Joanne and Bear.

Joanne turned slowly to face Todd, not sure what would happen. Had the delivery man that walked in on her, naked and copulating with an animal, told someone? Did Todd suspect that his careful condom use couldn't have resulted in pregnancy? She stood her ground, meeting his eyes, though her stomach was roiling.

He stood in front of her, having taken off his work clothes. He was in his boxers and undershirt, most of his curly fur visible. He was sniffing, and he said, "You're in heat."

Joanne nodded slowly.

Todd knew what that meant. He laid his ears back and said, "I...I'd hoped that...I guess. I wished you were pregnant."

She blinked, cocking her head in confusion. "You...want another baby?"

"I didn't think I did, but when you said...you might be..."

Every hair on her body was standing on end, as if she were about to be struck by lightning. He wanted another child? She'd never even really considered it, so busy with her career. Denise was already thirteen. All she could do was look at her husband, dumbstruck.

Todd said, "What do you think? I know you said you didn't want to jeopardize your career..."

Maybe if she hadn't been savagely taken four times by Todd's dog, Joanne would have been honestly interested. As it was, she realized that letting her husband ride her bareback would be the best cover she could manage. And who knew, perhaps the poodle's seed would take instead of Bear's! Sometimes Joanne wished the pharmaceutical companies had developed something that suppressed your heat. Because of the huge number of species on the planet, the drug companies didn't see a large enough market for 100 different birth control drugs, when condoms worked so well.

Perhaps she'd have to try sliding a condom on Bear, next time, she grinned inwardly. Next time? she wondered. There's not going to be a next time!

"Joanne?"

She shook her head to clear it. "Yes...let's do it."

"Really?" he asked, his ears perked up and his tail held halfway up.

The golden retriever stepped toward him with a smile, wrapping her arms around him. "Yes. Breed me, you handsome stud."

Joanne could feel his heartbeat as it began pounding out of his chest. He grabbed her shoulders with his strong hands, and suddenly the smaller woman was being flung backwards onto the bed. She lay there, naked, smiling up at her husband.

He began to kiss her. Joanne knew exactly how it would go: they would kiss and fondle each other as she lay on her back until she spread her legs, then her husband would ever so gently poke his tapered cock between her lips, grinding slowly against her. He would keep the base of his cock deep inside of her so that his swelling knot tied the two together, then grunt and whimper as he filled her.

No way, she thought. Not this time. Bear's forceful rutting had awoken the young housewife to new pleasures. If Todd wanted to try to compete with Bear for pups, he'd have to work for it. Pushing the poodle away, Joanne said, "Oh, no you don't."

Todd backed up, standing at the foot of the bed, confused but complacent. That was going to change! With a grin, Joanne sat up at the edge of the bed and grabbed the poodle's cock with both hands. Her husband barely had time to gasp in surprise as she sunk her muzzle around his glistening, red dick. Joanne could count the number of blowjobs she'd given to Todd on two hands, and the number of times he'd asked for it on none. At the current rate, if she weren't forceful, Bear would soon surpass her husband in blowjobs received. The feral German shepherd had already eaten her out more than her husband had!

Todd was surprised, but he couldn't help himself from thrusting gently into Joanne's muzzle. She curled her tongue up and around his cock, coating him in her slippery drool. He was slightly smaller than Bear, but the shape was refreshingly familiar. Chagrinned, she realized she was imagining Bear as she bobbed her head up and down, her tail wagging.

She felt her husband's hands on the back of her head, guiding her as he thrust. That's more like it! she thought, but was immediately disappointed when her husband pulled back and said, "Oh, Joanne...my knot is swelling. We have to hurry..."

Almost fifteen years of marriage and her husband had never thought to push his knot in after it had swollen. Joanne hadn't known any better until Bear. Her husband was considerate to a fault, so once against the golden retriever surprised her husband and took the initiative. "Don't worry about that," she said, with an edge to her voice that made it less a request and more a command. Without waiting, she wrapped her muzzle once more around him, the tip of her tongue tickling his growing knot.

He groaned and thrust, but said through gritted teeth, "Joanne...?"

Her only response was to wrap her lips around him, slurping. Todd tossed his head back and moaned, his white tail wagging. He yelped suddenly, Joanne grabbed his balls roughly in her hands. "Hey...!" he said, trembling.

Joanne's mouth was too full to reply. When Todd tried to pull back, she tugged on his balls, making him yip and stay still. "Joanne!" She wasn't about to let him go anywhere.

She held him in place as she deep-throated her husband, her throat tickling. Todd protested, but his words were mumbled moans and whines. If he were trying to claim he wasn't happy with the way he was being treated, his wagging tail gave the lie. With a mischievous grin, Joanne slid one of her hands to the poodle's now fully-formed knot, pulling even it inside of her mouth.

She had to suppress her gag reflex, but she managed to hold him all inside, her front teeth gently closing around the end of his sheath. If her grip on his balls had been enough to keep him under control, her teeth surely would. When Todd looked down, his entire, seven-inch cock was hidden, replaced by his wife's muzzle. He groaned, and rocked his hips, yelping, "Joanne...! Stop...! I'm gunna cum!" through gritted teeth.

Precisely, she thought. She slurped the entire length of her tongue across the underbelly of her husband's cock, and then, unbidden, the flood began. Bear would have howled - Todd simply let out a long, high-pitched whine. Gentle even in orgasm, Todd barely tugged on his wife's head as his balls twitched and came.

Joanne grunted and gulped. She'd never swallowed before, not even for Bear! She had little choice now with Todd knot-deep in her mouth. She knelt closer to the bed in order to tilt her nose upward, allowing gravity to aid her as the warm fluid spilled down her throat.

Thankfully, her husband wasn't nearly as prolific as his dog. After less than a minute, Todd's panting moans slowed to a soft whimper, his hands caressing her hair. He struggled to speak, finally managing an awed, "Joanne...what's gotten into you?"

His question was rhetorical, considering that his engorged knot was still sealed between her lips, which was just as well. Joanne suspected her husband wouldn't appreciate knowing just what - or who - had been getting into her recently. Just thinking of Bear was making her wet, and she slid an errant hand between her legs.

Todd chuckled, and said, "That was...unexpected. Great, but, you know I won't be hard again for a couple hours. And I don't know if you're aware, but this isn't the way to make babies." He grinned down at her, his tongue dangling sheepishly.

The golden retriever growled gently, and closed her mouth ever-so-slightly, just enough to nip his hypersensitive flesh. Joanne felt like she was the one in control for the first time in their marriage, at least as far as sexual matters went. She wasn't about to relinquish her power.

Yelping, Todd objected with a fervent, "Hey!"

Jamming her tongue around her sharp teeth, Joanne slowly pulled herself off of the poodle's softening cock, sliding free with a wet splop! Smirking up at her husband, she said, "Well, if you're still recovering, you're going to have to satisfy me another way." Her eyes gleamed as she lay on her back against the bed, spreading her legs.

Todd looked down at her, cocking his head, one, floppy ear perked. "Joanne?" Despite many long, happy years of marriage, her husband's idea of foreplay had always been running the bases: kissing, fondling, more fondling, and then sex. Joanne was heartened at least that the rather forceful blowjob had gotten it through the poodle's head that she was expecting a lot more than fondling to return the favor. She leaned back, pulling her legs up and into the air, her tail wagging as she looked up at him.

Kneeling awkwardly between her legs, Todd placed his hands gently on her inner thighs, soft, white fur mingling with her golden-brown. Impatient, Joanne grabbed his hands and cupped them right over her dripping mound. His eyes widened, but he obliged, tentatively massaging her pussy.

"Is that all you've got?" Joanne demanded, making her husband blush.

"What - what do you want?" he stammered.

She gave him a wicked grin and said, "Surely you can do a better job than my vibrator!" She couldn't help but smile at his scandalized look. Her little, mechanical friend was an unspoken secret, known but kept hidden. Joanne was over being ashamed about sex. She'd fucked Todd's dog for God's sake!

Todd took a deep breath and pushed his fingers inside of his wife, rewarded immediately by a solicitous moan. She lowered her amber legs to rest on his shoulders, bucking her hips as he probed her depths. Soon, however, she wasn't satisfied with this either. Joanne knew what she wanted.

"There is one thing you can do that my vibrator can't..."

The poodle perked his floppy ears. "Yeah?"

"Your tongue."

Todd was so surprised, he even stopped fingering her. He squinted down at her, saying, "What??"

Her first encounter with Bear had been when the German shepherd had rammed his tongue rather forcefully underneath her skirt. Drenching her response in accusatory disappointed, she simply said, "Come on..."

"But...you're in heat!" he stammered.

She looked away from him, laying her drooping ears back.

"Okay! Okay!" he said. Tentatively, Todd lowered himself to the floor, leaning over onto the bed. Joanne wasted no time sliding to the edge of the bed, her legs spread invitingly for him.

He took a hesitant sniff between her legs. Emboldened by her strong scent, her husband finally did something he'd never done before: he ran his soft tongue against her mound.

Though Joanne moaned, the moment was short-lived. She yelped, "More!"

Todd licked again, his cold nose pressing up against Joanne's clitoris. The golden retriever dropped her jaw and bucked her hips, repeating her cry for more. Bear was anything but gentle.

"Fuck, Todd, harder!"

Whether he was ready or not, her pleas worked. Suddenly, her pussy was engulfed by his rapid lapping. His wide, wet canine tongue felt all the world like Bear, but Todd was only scratching the surface. Joanne spread her legs, inching closer and humping her hips. Still nothing. Finally, she barked, "Deeper!"

Todd could hardly misunderstand that command, but it was still several seconds before he complied. He pushed his fleshy tongue between her lips.

She didn't mean to say it - at least not out loud. But she did: "Finally." Three parts condemnation with two parts frustration, that one word did more than any of her commands. Flushing, her husband seemed to turn into Bear, ramming his tongue in and out of her. But if he truly wanted to compete with his German shepherd, he had a lot more ahead of him.

Joanne's hands went to Todd's head, pulling him closer. She closed her eyes, having no trouble imagining it was Bear plumbing her depths, his wide tongue slurping inside of her dripping cunt. She moaned, making sure she didn't accidentally call out the wrong name. That wouldn't go very well! "Todd!"

She pulled him until his nose was firmly lodged up against her pink nub, letting the full length of his tongue slide smoothly between her legs. Whimpering, she clenched powerfully around him, making her husband struggle to push and pull his tongue. She heard Todd mumbling and murmuring as he lapped up her juices, which just made her clench all the harder, her hands digging into the back of his skull as she pulled him closer. She punctuated each of her thrusts with, "Oh, God!"

"Mmrblbrbl!" Todd yelped. Then, suddenly, he pushed away from her, pulling his tongue free with a loud splorp! "Joanne! I couldn't breath!"

Joanne wasn't interested in his excuses, too busy turning around onto all fours on the bed, looking over her shoulder at her husband. He'd always liked Nine Inch Nails. "Fuck me like an animal," she said, with cool insistence.

Todd dropped his jaw. She was asking for yet another "first" in their long relationship. They'd always mated facing each other before. Todd couldn't remember the last time he'd heard his wife swear. Gasping for breath, Todd said, "Joanne - really! What's going on?"

Joanne just growled, holding her tail to the side.

Todd pointed to his cock, still half-hard with a bulging knot. If anything, fingering and licking his wife's sopping cunt had made him harder. "We have to wait, or I can't tie with you."

But the golden retriever ignored him, whimpering and crawling backwards toward the poodle until her heat-swollen folds were tickling his tip. "Joanne..." he said again.

She barked, the sharp sound echoing in the small bedroom. Todd said, "What are - "

She barked again, grinding herself against his dick. Groaning, the poodle couldn't stop himself. He slid his hands around his wife's slender waist, and pulled her onto his waiting cock.

Now we're talking, the golden retriever thought, her raised mound spreading to engulf Todd's full erection. Just as he'd predicted, however, his thrust ground to a halt early, his bulbus glandis slurping up against her wide, wet lips. Joanne knew better - Bear was half again as wide as her husband, and the German shepherd had wedged himself inside just fine. But Bear had never doubted he was going to claim her.

"Harder!" Joanne barked, her fingers white as they gripped the bed. She bucked back against him, spreading her legs to grant him easier access. Todd gritted his teeth, whining slightly, but he complied, dragging his cock out of her with a schlorp before ramming it back in, and suddenly Joanne wasn't getting fucked by her husband anymore. In her mind, it was Bear on her back, his paws wrapped around her as he rutted her like an animal, insistent and eager to knot and claim her.

Todd could hardly believe that this strange golden retriever was his wife! She clenched and yelped beneath him, her entire body shuddering with a reckless abandon he'd never witnessed. Her loud moans echoed throughout the apartment, and through the walls. What has gotten into her? he wondered again.

Her hips flew up and down, and Todd could only hang on for dear life, humping back just as quickly. He tried to slow her down, leaning over her and reaching for her breasts, but she immediately grabbed his hands.

Joanne pulled her husband's hands off of her. Bear wouldn't do that, she thought briefly. All the dog cared about was her hindquarters! She whined again, reveling in 'Bear's' rapid pumping cock, spreading her heat-swollen pussy apart. God I want him, she thought, quivering with her growing need for release. But not yet. She kept waiting for the eager dog to ram into her, howling as he claimed her fertile womb, but that delicious knot stayed tantalizingly apart. It wasn't like Bear to wait, but Joanne realized he might need some encouragement.

"Deeper, God damn it!" she yelled, pushing back with all four legs. "Deeper!"

Todd slapped against her again and again, but he whimpered. There's no way I can get inside of her! He yipped, "I told you, I can't!"

Joanne growled. Bear wouldn't talk back to her! "Shut up and get it in!"

Todd dropped his jaw. His wife had never spoken to him like this. Strangely, her language only turned him on even more, and despite himself, he found himself hammering against her with all his weight, not allowing his worry that he would hurt her get in the way. That's what she wanted, after all.

"Yes! Yes! Harder!" she yelped, listening with joy at the faster and faster rhythm of his knot slapping against her aching pussy. "I'm your bitch! Breed me! Bear! Bear!"

Joanne's eyes popped open, realizing what she'd just said. She could only hope she was fast enough, stammering, "Bury yourself in me!"

Todd didn't seem to notice the odd stuttering, grunting and pushing harder. He grabbed her hips and squeezed with all his strength as he leapt against her, feeling his wide knot beginning to sink deeper and deeper into her stretched hole. He surprised himself, moaning, "I - I'm doing it!"

Joanne howled, ramming backward onto his cock and drawing him in. A loud, wet squelch announced the moment, her y-shaped folds stretching lewdly around a huge bulge for the fifth time that day. Bear seemed a bit smaller than usual, but her clit didn't care, trembling against his vibrating knot. She heard Bear moan, the moment she'd been waiting for finally arrived. Spuuuuuuurt! Spuuuurt! Spurt!

Her hips were on fire, clenching around him as he splattered her with wet, bubbling cum. Still she howled, shaking as she felt the hot fluids spreading deep inside of her, spilling into her fertile womb. Little did her husband know, but his seed was a bit late to the race. Just an hour or two earlier, Bear had claimed her four times, and each shuddering spray of cum was three or four times more voluminous than the poodle could manage. Todd's eager ejaculate was like a drop in the bucket.

Bear's bucket. Joanne knew that's all she was. She tried to pretend that Todd had a chance of reaching her waiting eggs, but she knew the hard truth. Bear may have been too late to knock her up a month earlier, but this time, he was on her right away. Whatever eggs waited, defenseless in her womb, were already fertilized before Todd had gotten home. It was only a matter of time before Joanne was the next young woman on the morning news, life ruined by a moment's transgression.

Well, there's no helping that now, she thought grimly, moaning beneath her panting husband. She'd just have to make due with the hand she'd been dealt.

She lay panting, still tied to her shocked husband. The poodle gasped, saying, "I don't know what to say, Joanne!"

Neither do I.

He continued, "I don't think we'll ever forget this," thinking of the conception of his child. "Best sex of our lives!"

Of your life, maybe, she thought. She turned her body, looking over her shoulder to give Todd a wet lick on the face, grinning. "What makes you think we're done??"

* * * * *

Joanne gave it her best shot. She stayed away from Bear, spending every open minute with her husband, until her heat finally faded. She'd never been happier with Todd, whose eyes seemed to reflect more and more love each day She only felt guiltier, knowing that, in all likelihood, her entire life would soon come crashing down around her, and she'd lose her husband forever.

Sure enough, the next pregnancy test was positive. Todd was elated, though their daughter, Denise, wasn't sure she -wanted- a little sibling. Joanne kept her mouth shut, waiting for weeks as her belly grew, and grew, until finally she knew she couldn't wait any longer. She had to get an ultrasound and find out, once and for all, what had happened.

She didn't go to the family doctor. Dr. Peterson...or Patterson...or something didn't know her or her husband, but was happy to help. He smeared the cream on her wide stomach and plopped the camera down, strange, wavy images appearing on the screen. Joanne's heart was pounding in her ears as she looked over the vague images, but she had no idea what to make of it. Are those four little legs? Arms? Was there one thing? Two? Eight?

Wide eyes met the doctor and she said, "Well?"

"Well, Mrs...." he flipped through his chart again, already having forgotten her name. "Niele. I am happy to say that there are four distinct heartbeats. Were you using fertility drugs?" He pointed them out on the screen.

Uh oh, she thought. Last time she'd only had a single child. But she didn't give up hope; large litters by men were rare, but not impossible. "Um...can you tell anything else about them?"

"Well...let's see," he started, analyzing the screen. "A boy...two boys...a girl...and another boy. They all appear to be healthy, Ma'am."

Surely he can tell more than that. I'm huge! she thought, exaspherated. Tentatively, she asked, "They don't seem...different at all? Say...their arms and legs?"

He smiled. "Well, it's too early to say for certain, but I can firmly say that based on this screening alone, you will most likely have four, beautiful baby pups."

Joanne panted in relief. Somehow...someway...she'd beaten the odds. Maybe Bear was sterile? She felt like her heart would beat straight out of her chest. "Oh, thank God."

The doctor took a step over to the counter, making some notes on a clipboard. He started with small talk, but Joanne wasn't really paying attention. "Your husband...is he a terrier? A German shepherd, maybe?"

Joanne looked at the doctor. "Wait, what?"

"Just trying to give you an idea what the pups will look like."

"No...my husband is a poodle," she said, warily.

"Oh, really? That's strange. See here, here, here, and here. Their ears...they are pointing up...not down like a poodle or retriever."

"Ah," was all she could think to say.