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I, of course, do not own, claim to own, or have in any way contributed in the making of these characters. They are copyright the Twentieth Century Fox Film Corporation. Do not read this if you don't know why you are about to do so. Any unwanted mental scarring as a result of this story is solely the fault of the reader.

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Brian Griffin looked on at the baby in front of him. Stewie was an infant that he had not yet figured out. He had his suspicions of the boy, suspicions homosexual in nature, but he could not find any solid evidence in favor of his claim. His idea was not entirely without reason, though, as he had noticed some strange behavior from Stewie. As they were friends and he was the only one who really understood Stewie, Brian had many adventures with him. Of all the crazy things they had ever done, Brian could not remember a single time that Stewie had not dressed up in drag. Make-up, wigs, dresses, nothing seemed to be left out when the young lad cross dressed. He could even remember a time that Stewie had told him that he loved him straight to his face and tried to cover with the "Olive Juice" routine. For these and other reasons, the dog now sat sipping his classic drink wondering about the future of the infant.

Brian's curiosity was not that of longing by any means. He loved the boy but as family rather than any romantic interest. Brian was straight. After all, he had been with many women, dogs, human, and otherwise. Brian was not ashamed to admit he had "experimented" with the same sex several times before. Sometimes when his cousin, Jasper, was in town, the two would get a little too crazy drinking and end up in bed together. Their times in bed weren't taboo between them either; they just seemed to have an unspoken mutual consent not to tell many about it. He had also had an extravagant fling at an all dogs party not long ago, were everyone seemed to have many partners. He must have had sex with at least as many men as he did females in his drunken stupor during the party. All in all, he wasn't ashamed of what he had done; he was the one who wanted to get laid.

Brian tried hard to hear what the little kid was saying across the room.

For such an adult like baby, he sure does talk to that stuffed animal quite a bit, thought Brian.

He strained his ears even harder now, pulling in scant fragments of sentences here and there. Mostly Stewie's louder exclamations like "Look Rupert" or "I know right?" really came within his earshot. Looking down into his glass, Brian decided he was about due for another martini. He got u and started to walk across the room to the doorway leading to the kitchen. About half way there he stopped, he realized that he could no longer hear any sound coming from the area where Stewie had been. Just as he starts turning back in that direction, he feels a large whack on the back of his head, followed by the sound of Stewie's obnoxious laughter, and the sensation of sleep creeping over him.

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Brian awoke lying on his back, much in the same position he had fallen when Stewie apparently hit him.

"Ah," he grunted. "Stewie? What the hell do you think you're doing?"

He cranked his head around as far as he could, trying to get a glimpse of his attacker. His haze, added to by the alcohol he consumed earlier, prevented his eyes from really focusing on anything. He closed his eyes and relaxed his head back for a moment.

"Well, what do we have here Rupert," spoke Stewie. "Oh, a little doggy for us to play with? How grand!"

It suddenly occurred to Brian that his hands were bound behind his back, and he was laying on them awkwardly. He shuffled his position around and flipped over onto his stomach to get the blood flowing. He felt an instant relief in his hands as well as a warming sensation in them.

"Oh look Rupert, he's offering!" He heard Stewie say.

Offering what? Brian thought, still too dazed to form proper sentences and speak them aloud. Panic started to form in his now clearing mind, as he thought of what Stewie could do to him. Stewie had been known to kill things in the past if they upset him enough. Brian couldn't imagine what he could have done to deserve this punishment.

"What is this?" Brian managed to get out.

He was only greeted by silence. Apprehension filled his body as he couldn't see anything behind him. What could Stewie possibly do to me? He wondered.

It was then that he felt an odd sensation in his rear. A cold, slimy sensation at the base of his tail. He knew he was being lubricated. Next he felt an odd sensation that he could only assume was Rupert's face being pushed up against his pucker to spread the lube around. He felt it rub and spread for a little while before he felt the thing being forcibly shoved against his anus. Being so soft, the toy made no leeway into the opening and merely squished there.

"Stewie? Seriously, What THE HELL?" Brian retaliated.

Stewie just continued trying to press the face of Rupert into the dog's hole. He could feel the increasing success the child was having as he felt a very slight stretch. He could tell that the very tip of the stuffed nose had succeeded in penetrating him. Then, just as Brian was ready to protest again, the face-stuffing stopped. Stewie still mad not a sound. Fear built up in Brian once again as he waited for the child's next move. He heard a squishing sound like a bottle of gel being squeezed followed by silence. This time a much more solid object pressed against his opening. Apparently, Stewie had found a dildo and was now attempting to rape Brian with it.

"Stewie, oh god, stop! You can't do this. I don't want this." He pleaded. He began to struggle with the bondage and started to wiggle away from the baby.

Stewie didn't falter. He followed Brian wherever he decided to crawl, still attempting to shove the dildo into Brian's rectum. Stewie's attempts became more and more forceful as he adjusted to Brian's struggling. He managed to slip the head of the toy in, eliciting a small gasp of shock from Brian. He slipped it out again and pushed it in just a little harder, Brian still struggling against it, getting a little more of the dildo in.

"Stewie. You don't know what you are doing! Stop!" Brian pleaded again.

The dildo kept sliding in and out of Brian. It seemed to drive deeper and deeper every time if went in. Soon, Brian's energy ran out and he sat still for what was to come. The dildo then slammed into Brian with a great force. It made its way deeper before being pulled out again. Brian hated the feeling of the forced stretch in him. It was somewhere to awkward to be pain or pleasure. Right now, it was just an odd stretch, unstretch feeling. The dildo rammed harder and harder into the dog. Soon he began to feel what he thought was the base. After several slams and a few painful stretches later, Brian realized that this was not the base but a knot in the dildo. He figured it was his gag gift from Jasper after their last encounter. How Stewie found it was beyond him.

Stewie began pushing even harder now. The shoves became more and more painful as they know pressed through his anal rings. Stewie seemed to be driving his entire weight behind the dildo now. The pounding continued over and over, Brian started to whimper. He could feel the largest part of the knot start to press into him. Stewie pushed the thing with less speed now and more oomph. He seemed to slow down the thrust right before the largest part of the knot and push with all his might, causing a yelp from Brian from the forced stretch. A few more times Stewie repeated this until Brian's ass finally admitted the knot with a loud pop. Stewie struggled to pull the thing out but when he did, he immediately forced it into the unwilling hole again with another pop. Brian felt the dildo violate and stretch him for a while after that. After what seemed like forever being knotted again and again, the awkward feeling seemed to vanish from Brian. He did not what pleasure came next but could not deny its excellence.

Brian decided he was going to except this rape. He realized now that whatever Stewie planned on doing to him, was going to happen. He relaxed the muscles impairing the dildo even less. He moans of dissatisfaction faded soon to be followed with purrs of pleasure. He wasn't sure he wanted this. He felt bad about letting Stewie have his way with him, but he wasn't going to miss out on the pleasure.

With less resistance, the dildo began to slip in and out of him even faster. Brian found that he was starting to buck back in time with the dildo as it entered him.

Stewie abruptly stopped the hammering with the dildo and took off. Brian tried to reassess the situation in his absence. He noticed that he was strapped into one of his other "gag gifts" from Jasper, a full leather bondage uniform. This didn't surprise him after what just happened. He also noticed his red, erect, dripping, huge cock was out of his sheath. He had formed a nice pool of damp carpet underneath himself while being screwed by the dildo. He craned his neck down to taste the liquid. His precum was heaven on his lips. He began to lap at the floor and his dick when Stewie reentered the room

"Look at our handy-work Rupert! He's already licking his own juices! How excellent." Stewie interjected. "He must b ready for the next step!"

Brian stopped licking the delicious liquid and looked up. Stewie was standing there in front of him completely dressed in leather. On his head was a black cap with a cross on it. In one hand he held the missing gag and in the other he held a red paddle. Brian did not like where this was going. Before he could mouth his protests, Stewie shoved the gag in his mouth and tied it down. He crawled over the dog's back and sat on top of him.

"Howl for me dog! Victory is mine!"

Stewie grabbed onto Brian's ears and started pulling while he violently spanked Brian. The paddle left a huge red spot on the dog's white rump, which absolutely delighted the child. Briand however began to whimper again. The spanking began immediately after the first blow. Stewie banged the rump hard and fast. The sting brought tears to Brian's eyes. He yelped every time the paddle struck him and whined. Stewie merely laughed at his target's pain while he continued the attack.

Finally, Brian could handle it no more. He let out a long, sad cry out of pain, uninterrupted by the spanking process. Stewie stopped promptly.

"What a good dog. I think he deserves a reward, don't you Rupert?"

Brian sat there in misery waiting for Stewie to return. Surely this couldn't go on much longer? He was sore and his wrists were getting tired. Not to mention he was tired of grinding his junk into the carpet, however slick it might be with his own pre.

"Ok dog, this is it. The big one."

Standing there in front of him was Stewie holding the biggest horse dildo he had ever seen. Its flared head down to its fake balls were picturesque. He couldn't help feeling scared at the sight of this beast though. He was sure he couldn't handle it. He tried to voice his opinion to Stewie but the gag prevented logical words.

Stewie walked around to the back of Brian and reinserted the dog dildo to start loosening him again. He slid the knot in and out a few times before he deemed it enough to try the horse. Brian could hear the bottle of lube being squeezed and felt a huge head at the opening of his tail. Stewie began to push, ever so softly at first. The horse head slid in easier than he thought it should have, but he could still feel the stretch all the same. Stewie pulled this first insertion out and pushed it back in a little bit farther. He slid it out and pushed it in a little further. Over and over the painfully slow progress was made. Soon, a full few inches of the cock was imbedded in Brian. A wave of pleasure shot over him after a few more horse humps. He felt and heard the pre shoot out of his dick and add to the damp carpet. Already forgetting the spanking, Brian moaned as Stewie picked up the humping rhythm. Brian started to hump back onto the cock, forcing it deeper inside him. Stewie and Brian seemed to move as one with each other as the dildo rammed Brian harder and faster. Waves of pleasure crippled all of Brian's senses. Stewie's hard breathing added to the orgasmic effect of the situation.

Brian could feel the pre pouring out like pee now. He had often joked about his "heavy flow" and was showing it as much as ever now. Brian's balls retracted into him. He could feel the massive orgasm coming on. He moaned louder than ever and finally let out another howl, one of pleasure this time. His first orgasmic contraction rocked his whole body and a shiver ran up his body. HE released his cum with such a force he expected to be blasted backward. He came over and over leaving white lines on the ground, which eventually lead to a pool. His muscles contracted around the large dildo forcing it out where it popped the head out. It left him dripping from his used hole. When his orgasm seemed to finally come to an end, the dog collapsed into his pool of precum and cum.

See, that wasn't so bad. Was it dog?"

Stewie took off the gag so that Brian may breathe easier. As much as he didn't want to admit it, Brian loved what just happened to him. He vowed that he would one day return the favor to Stewie.

Brian lay there for a minute before attempting to get up. Just as he is about to start cleaning up his mess (and by cleaning I mean eating), the front door opens leaving him totally exposed and messy...

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Okay guys. First story on Yiffstar right here! Tell me what you think and maybe suggest what to do for the next part... If I decide to write one. I liked how this came out. Comments are much appreciated! (Well constructive and/or funny ones are!)

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