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My teeth were chattering - it was dark and the cursed plane kept shifting every which direction. The entire ordeal was_hell_ on my gorgeously coifed grey hair that blended seamlessly with my ears in exactly the way that would impress all the judges at Crufts. Now, though, I would be frazzled, unkempt, and thoroughly unappetizing. Thank goodness the show was still a week away!

"Can't these pilots fly straight!?" I shouted to no one in particular. "Why aren't these cabins air conditioned?"

Little did I realize I would actually get a response. "Relax, honey. Complainin' ain't going to help now. We're stuck here till the plane lands."

I glanced across the dark underbelly of the jet, squinting to make out my unwanted companion. Another dog in a kennel, a pit bull, by the looks of it, though he seemed a bit smaller than his breed standard. A mutt, then. I wrinkled my nose at him. "Honey? Do you know_who I am? I don't belong down here with the likes of you - I fly first class! But _noooo, some passenger up there is allergic to dogs. Frankly, he should feel _honored_to sneeze in my presence!"

"Who are you, then?" the pit bull grunted, with absolutely none of the respect he should be showing a true pedigree.

I knew how to set him straight. "Fifty-eight blue ribbons, sixteen regional trophies, _seven_time national champion!" I announced, presenting my paw for emphasis, as if those awards were floating right there in the cargo area of the airplane. I'd won a few more since that blasted cat had joined the family. "I'm the only dog _ever_to appear on the cover of Vogue."

The mutt raised an ear. "I think I've heard of you. Georgia, is it?"

"Georgette," I said, with a disdainful curl of my lip.

"I thought you'd be prettier in real life."

My eyes widened at the mere suggestion that I was anything less than perfect, however, I knew that he was right. Trapped as I was in the cold and dark, my fur was a mess. I needed curlers and make-up like starving children in Bosnia need food. "Of course I'm not at my best, you mongrel. I'm trapped down here, with you!"

That shut him up, at least, I thought, as we passed the rest of the plane flight in relative silence. At least until I caught him sniffing. "_Excuse_me!" I gasped. "You are not _worthy_to smell what you're smelling."

The pit bull just laughed. "Like I have a choice. You're filling the whole cabin with your heat."

"Scoundrel! Ruffian! Using such terms in the presence of a lady. Who taught you manners? Some junkyard mutt?"

"Someone with more sense than you!" he growled. "You're lucky I'm not in there with you, or I'd teach you something about manners."

I wasn't about to let that half-breed get the better on me. And such a hypocrite! "You claim to have manners but threaten to fight a girl?"

The way the pit bull grinned reflected light off his teeth. "Who said anything about _fighting_you?"

I swear, such a crude remark, I nearly _fainted_at the implication. It was obvious now that I was right about the fiend's character, he was a thoroughly violent and treacherous beast. I turned away from him in a huff, refusing to even acknowledge his existence.

Until he added, "That's right, you stuck-up bitch..."

I turned around prepared to give the pit bull the thorough tongue-lashing he deserved, but at that precise moment, the plane lurched downward. I scrambled to maintain my footed, but hit the side of the kennel. _My poor hair!_The plane was descending, and the sound of the wheels drowned out any response I could have given. In the end, I thought better of it, and just ignored my erstwhile companion.

Soon enough, he was hoisted onto a conveyor belt ahead of me, and I shortly afterward. The man who threw me on the cart didn't bother to take any care, so I yelped at him, shaking my paw.Doesn't he know who I am!?

How humiliating, spinning around on a carousel as I waited for the Foxworths to pick me up. If the dog show weren't Crufts, I never would have agreed to go on this flight, but this was my chance for truly international fame! The biggest dog show in London, and I would take home the crown. Those Brits have never _seen_as fine a specimen as me!

Around and around I went, but when the crowd died down, I was the only one left. Where are the Foxworths? There wasn't even any luggage left on the carousel. I glanced at one of the grimy airport staff and said, "Bark! Bark! What is the meaning of this!?"

I managed to draw the man's attention, and he shuffled over exorbitantly slowly. He barely glanced at me, which just proved how ridiculous I must look. Normally everyone could immediately see how exceptional I was. "Heathrow? Uh-oh."

What?

"Hey, Susie, this one's meant for Heathrow!" he called to another servant, this one a woman.

"Yeah?"

"But this here's Glasgow."

"Thanks, genius. Send it to lost and found," she grumbled, starting to walk away.

"But it's a dog."

It? Well I never!

"Bloody hell," the woman groaned. "Fine, I'll handle it. Put it on the cart."

I had never been more humiliated in my life! First being forced into _cargo_and now sent on the wrong airplane! The Foxworths must be worried sick! I was unceremoniously wheeled into a small, overheated, musky office, where the woman yammered on the phone with Heathrow for over an hour. I was panting, disheveled and I _really_needed a little...privacy. Sighing, I lowered myself to standard 'dog talk' to try to get the damned woman's attention.

I pawed at the door and whimpered onerously until she finally glanced my way. I must have looked quite sad, as she dared say, "Sorry, buddy, the last truck's already left for the night. You're stuck here until morning."

I stood up, hackles raised. "What!?" I barked at her. "Well you can just rest assured what sort of review this airport will be getting! Two paws down! This is outrageous! You can't keep me locked up in here all night! It's hot, and besides which...I have business to which I must attend..."

"Come on, boy," the woman said, grating on my ears. "Let's give you a walk and I'll see if I can't find some food for you."

I considered refusing just on principle, but she was offering exactly what I needed. With a hmph, I stepped daintily out of the kennel. Now she'd know I was no boy.

"Here you go, boy," she said, and to add injury to insult, she attached a leash - a leash!- to my collar. I preferred being called 'it'! The woman started to actually _lead me around_like a toy pet. She obviously knew nothing about dogs, or she'd never have mistaken me for some common trollop!

I was not the kind of dog to be lead on a leash! I stood stubbornly in place - until she yanked. With a yelp, I was dragged forward, coughing from the sudden blunt trauma. "My voice!" I whined, indignant. When she threatened to pull again, I scrambled forward.

"I'll come, you English hussy, but I won't like it!" I declared, glowering at her.

Poofy ears flat against my head, I followed along beside the businessly like woman in unflattering airport galoshes, shuddering to think that passersby might mistake this creature for my owner. The Foxworths were thoroughly regal and refined - nothing like this coarse female. Once we were outdoors, I knew why London was famous for fog. The city was _drenched_in foul-smelling smog, and I could just _feel_it seeping into my otherwise gorgeous fur. I will never understand how people or dogs could actually _live_here.

At least there was a small park within walking distance of the airport where I could stretch my legs. I took my time, knowing that the only thing waiting for my at Glasgow was my cramped, hot kennel. Still, I just _had_to find some privacy - the woman seemed to think I would just debase myself right there in public! There weren't many people out at this hour, and fewer dogs, but that woman sure was, and I wasn't about to give 'it' the satisfaction!

I had to wait for the right moment, and that moment came when the airport attendant threw up her hands in frustration, saying, "Come on, boy, lift your leg already!"

I could barely scoff loudly enough, but when her hand came back down, the leash loose in her grasp, I took my chance. Leaping forward, I ripped the strap from the common woman and ran for the trees, knowing the squat, stocky creature could never outpace the great Georgette! I got a sufficient lead, then darted behind a bush, holding my breath until the woman ran on past, leaving me alone - finally.

Glancing around, I did my business, straightened my hair as best I could, grateful I didn't have a mirror to reveal just how haggard I had become. At least my tail tuft was still a poofy, grey ball! Now to find my way back to the airport... She'd stop looking for me eventually and find me by the kennel, but at least I'd have an hour or two to myself.

I could barely see the control tower through the thick smog, but I headed that way, straightening my posture and returning to my natural, superior self. I wished the leash weren't there, dragging behind me, but a girl took what she could get.

The passing dogs at least knew I was female, though I suppose part of that was my heat. I gave a few of the better looking purebreds a flash of the eyebrows and a toss of my head as they were walked on by, and I'm sure a few of them recognized me. It was refreshing to know that even at my worst I could draw the eye.

"Looking for a good time?" a passing black labrador smirked.

"Not on your life," I sniped back, tossing my nose in the air at such a crude proposition. I hadn't heard such a bold proposition since Tito! He was a fine dog, but...it would never have worked out between us. A bug-eyed little Chihuahua was no proper mate for a lady like me. When the Foxworths _did_decide to breed me, I knew it would be with a strong, smart, beautiful Poodle, the only dog that could give me the litter I deserved.

"Don't I know you?"

Surprised, I turned around to see the speaker, a massive Dalmatian with a collar, but no leash, and not a human in sight. Some sort of runaway? He was too big for the breed so I suspected some mixed blood - maybe a Great Dane? - but there were no other features that suggested he was anything but a purebred. His hair was relatively well-kept and bright red that matched his collar, with sunglasses perched on top of his head. Sunglasses? In London? There wasn't even any sun!

I was surprised to hear another American Accent - at first I thought he might be here for Crufts, like me, but something about the way he moved proved he wasn't a show dog. He moved quickly, with a purpose - no extra flourishes. Still, if he recognized me, maybe he wasn't such a bad sort.

"Well, you _might_have seen me on a few...magazine covers," I replied, lifting my nose.

"It is you. Georgette! Really, it's an honor to meet you. I'm Cobalt. I must say, you're always quite stunning in those photo shoots," the Dalmatian said, wagging his tail.

I gave him a sharp look. I could tell what he was_really_ saying. With a huff, I said, "Look, bub, I know I'm not at my best right now, but there's no reason to rub it in!"

Cobalt blinked, sitting down. "That's not what -"

"Sure it isn't," I interrupted, lip curled up to show my teeth. "You think I don't know how ragged I look? I just thought you might be _polite_enough not to mention it!"

"But I -" he said, cocking his head.

"Ugh - how rude!" I said, turning away from the cur. I headed straight for the airport, waggling my hips at him with my nose and tail in the air.

But the oaf wouldn't leave it at that, even though I had clearly dismissed him. The red-haired Dalmatian stood and walked after me, saying, "I don't think you look ragged...I think you're hot."

I gasped, looking over my shoulder at him and lowering my tail tightly between my legs, floppy ears flat. "You...disgusting...pig. Now you mention my heat?"

The Dalmatian sighed. "No..."

I rolled my eyes and growled at impudent fool. "So you're telling me you _didn't_notice I was in heat?"

Glancing down to the side, Cobalt said, stepping forward "Well, no, I did, but that's not why I think you're hot."

"Don't come any closer!" I barked, nearly fainting at the large beast moved threateningly toward me. I stabilized myself on the nearest object - a park bench - clinging to it tenuously with both forepaws. "I knew this would happen someday... If you try anything I swear to God I will bark for the police!"

"Georgette..." the dog said, taking a step forward.

"Not like this!" I wailed, holding a paw out between us to hold the brute off. "Not with a big, stupid half-breed. I'm a pedigree, you know!" I snapped, accusingly.

"Hey..." he growled. Then he paused, cocking his head. "Half-breed? I'm a pure Dalmatian!"

Despite my unending fear, I smirked at the dog in front of me. "Perhaps that what your mother tells you, while she's out fucking Great Danes!"

"Hey...you take that back," he said, stepping forward with his nape bristling. I _knew_that he was a violent scoundrel.

"Bark! Police! Bark!" I yelped, glancing around the park for any bystanders, police dogs, or the like. The moonlight neatly accentuated London's picturesque yellow lamps, a slight chill out in the smog, but there was no one. Were there no German Shepherds patrolling the place? London was truly a backwater!

Cobalt ignored my pleas for help, taking another step toward the park bench to which I was clinging. He growled, "Now come on, I want an apology."

"You threaten me with your mongrel puppies and then ask me for an apology?" I stammered. "I can only pity any slut that's had your litter - only a dirty bitch would _willingly_let you have them!"

Now it was Cobalt's turn to bark, only he did more than speak the words. The growl emanated from inside his throat then bellowed forth like dragon's fire, resonating through the small park. I had to clap my paws to my ears, almost sliding backwards off the park bench.

"No one insults Perdie," he growled. "You take it back or I'll..."

"You'll what?" I fired back at him. He'd proven my point perfectly - the half-breed ruffian dared to _threaten_me again. "I _knew_you were a monster from my first glance!"

"You're the monster, Georgette... Now apologize."

If he thought I would apologize he was sorely mistaken. Today had been thoroughly awful, and I wasn't about to let this spotty win. I would be leaving here with the last word. Showing my own teeth, I said, "If this _Perdie_is stupid enough to think you're a purebred, I feel sorry for her and her puppies. But then I suppose you have to make a _habit_of fucking dumb bitches."

"Not. Normally," he said through gritted teeth. "But I'm about to make an exception!"

I was about to reply when the Dalmatian had the gall to bristle his fur, stepping forward like he was about to grab me! Well, I never! He was going to receive an earful...

Only...he really _did_grab me. Before I knew what was happening, he lurched forward and grabbed my collar in his teeth. With a grunt, he hoisted me into the air and I realized just how strong Cobalt really was. He shoved me backwards and plopped me on my back on the park bench, knocking the wind out of me. Through ragged gasps, I demanded, "What is the meaning of this!?"

Lifting his powerful upper body onto the bench, he placed a paw on either side of my petite poodle frame. Glaring down at me, he barked, "I already told you, bitch. I'm going to fuck some sense into that empty head of yours, and my pups into that empty womb!"

My ears were burning. He couldn't really mean that, could he? Weakly, I pushed back against his massive chest with all four paws, but he was too strong. Whimpering, I squirmed backward on the bench, trying to get away from the angry Dalmatian, but before I made it two inches, he saw my leash, dangling through the slats of the bench. Reaching down with his right paw, he wrapped the end tightly and pulled upward.

"Wait, no -!" I started to gasp, but when he pulled up, the leash tugged my collar down, cutting off the air to my throat. All that came out was an unflattering wheeze. I dug my claws into his shoulders and ribs, but I had already been clipped for the show and I only sported smooth, delicate nubs. Wincing, I tried to speak, but no sound could come out!

He climbed over me, still pulling tightly on my collar, the huge spotted dog dwarfing my tiny frame. Squirming helplessly where I lay pinned, I could only widen my eyes as I gazed down his firm, broad chest to see between his legs. His white sheath was pulling back now, bright, glistening red poking forward. Good God, did he really mean what he was saying!? My eyes were fixed on his swaying tip, his Great-Dane-sized cock getting ever closer between my legs.

Finally, he loosened his grip on the leash, and I gasped for air. "Stop...mutt!" I panted, tongue dangling sideways out of my mouth in a very undignified way. "You can't..._do_this! I'm a pedigree!"

His head was even with mine now, and he glared down at me, still several inches from my swollen spade. With fire in his eyes, the red-haired Dalmatian demanded, "Apologize. Now."

I didn't want him to win, but I also saw his dribbling dick pointed straight at me. Frantically I did as I was told. "I...I'm sorry, alright! I didn't mean it!"

"Yes you did," he growled. "You're not sorry about what you said, you're sorry someone is finally standing up to your bullshit."

As hard as I pushed with my tiny hind paws against his ribs, I couldn't slow him down one bit. He was just an inch away now, and I could feel the heat of his cock radiating against my heat-swollen pussy. "No, no, I mean it, I do! I've just had a really bad day," I sobbed. Surely he could see that I meant it now.

He cocked his head, scrutinizing my words. "Too little, too late," he finally growled, pushing his hips flush with mine. I whimpered as I watched and felt his bony tip brushing up against my trembling mound. This couldn't really be happening!

I choked away a sob, tears in my eyes, which gave Cobalt pause. He kept himself there, his loaded weapon smearing oily seed between my legs. With a slight grin, he said, "Beg me."

The words came as a flood, all the thoughts in my head spilling out at once. "Please, Cobalt, no! You can't do this! I'm...I'm in heat! I'm a virgin! I'm a purebred! I don't know what my owners would do if I came back pregnant... God damn it, you can't do this to me - I'm _Georgette!_You have to stop!"

"Wrong, bitch," he said simply.

I stared at him, dumbstruck. He was really going to do it! "Bark! Bark!" I yelped weakly. "Help, please, anybody!"

"Enough of that," Cobalt growled, and he pulled up on the leash, squeezing the collar tightly against my neck. My squeals of protest were cut off. The Dalmatian looked me straight in the eye and said, "You fucked with the wrong dog, cunt."

I watched, helpless, as he swivelled his hips back ever so slightly and jabbed forward. I could only _wish_that he'd done it quickly. Instead, I had an up close and personal view as he stole my virginity, whining as the first inch of his humongous cock spread my mound wide. No matter how hard I pushed, I couldn't slow his methodical descent.

"Yeah, watch," he growled, following my eyes. "Watch as I take what's mine." I couldn't look away, as much as I wanted to. Another inch disappeared into me, but there were a dozen more to go. Could I even take him? Already I could feel my walls stretched wide, and I'd yet to come close to the widest part of his shaft. My spade was distorted into a lewd 'O', getting wider by the second, but I would have been grateful if that were it. Instead, I could see how his cock bulged in my slender abdomen, his tip plainly visible through my short belly fur. If I could have spoken, I would have begged for him to get it over with. I could barely breathe, black spots starting to cloud my eyes. I began to shudder beneath him, my muffled whines finally reaching the Dalmatian's ears.

"There's a lot more to come," he assured me, squeezing just a tiny bit deeper. My mound was straining now around the thick middle of Cobalt's cock, and I knew that I couldn't take him. Didn't he realize? He kept driving deeper, his thick, throbbing cock _squeezing_noisily into my trembling spade. My throat was dry now, tongue hanging limply from the size of my mouth.

I felt like I was being torn apart, and I don't know what I would have done if my heat hadn't already slickened my passage. I could _see_the outline of his red rocket bulging through my belly. I squirmed and pushed uselessly against his muscular body, but I could only gasp for air as he proved more powerful than my meager pussy. I squealed as the thickest part of his shaft finally wedged inside of me.

I had hoped that once the hardest part was over, he'd have gone quick, but if anything the Dalmatian pushed slower. My spade stretched and squeezed around him, fitting him like a glove as he dipped deeper. "_Watch!"_he growled through gritted teeth, and I couldn't help it, eyes transfixed on the bulge that pushed visibly through my soft, grey fur. I was helpless but to live every dreadful moment as the mutt dominated my helpless, fertile cunt.

By now, my head was swimming, the small gasps of air I could manage not nearly enough. I felt like all I was was a tight little fuck hole for Cobalt, and that that was all I'd ever be. In the back of my mind, however, I knew that he wanted one more thing from me - my untried womb. He wouldn't be content just to degrade and own me. Each firm push was aimed for once place, and I wouldn't be leaving here without a bellyful of his pups.

Less than half of his huge, throbbing cock was left to go, and at this rate I could only hope that I would black out before he finished. Who knows what the fiend would do to me if I went unconscious, but at least I wouldn't have to live every moment, every sensation. Tears dribbled from the corners of my eyes, my chest heaving for air, barely strong enough to keep my paws pushing on his chest. But still I could see his dick, _sliiiiiiiiding_slowly into me, and all I could think about was what that thick bulge in my belly meant.

"How many other dogs have you treated like dirt, Georgette? Lifted your tail like a little slut when you didn't mean it? You use your looks like a weapon? Well it's about time someone fought back."

With a short, firm buck of his hips, Cobalt was the first male to fill me up, finally ramming balls-deep into my slender rump. His tip grinded painfully against my last line of defense, pointed ominously straight at my trembling womb.

"Nnnng," he gasped. "I always wondered what it would be like to squeeze into your tight pussy..."

He finally loosened his grip on the leash, even as I was beginning to feel a little faint. Whining, I panted, "You...you monster! You...know...who I am! You - wheeze - won't get away with this!"

He just laughed. "Watch me."

I knew he was right. The Foxworths would have no idea who had done this to me, and before long I'd be back in New York, a thousand miles away. No one was in the park, and even if there _had_been witnesses, what could they do? Humans wouldn't know anything was wrong, and unless a big, burly police dog happened to show up, no one would be able to stop the Dalmatian, least of all me. I was at Cobalt's mercy, and I'd already demolished whatever mercy he'd once had for me.

"No..." I whimpered, for lack of anything better to say between grunts and moans.

Cobalt took a step back, tugging his gigantic dick out of my virgin pussy until just his tip lay inside my straining spade. I gritted my teeth, preparing me for his next onslaught - Cobalt slammed forward again, spearing me just as completely. I felt his massive, white balls _slap_against my shaved tail. They were quivering as they prepared for the unthinkable.

"Please, stop!" I squealed, but that only spurred the great beast on. He quickened his pace, pulling all the way back and plunging into me faster and faster, until all I could hear was the _squelch, squelch_of his pumping cock, and the squeak of the park bench as it swayed. Each thrust slammed me against the wooden slats, wearing at my once-beautiful fur and making my spine ache.

If he had been rough before, now was something else altogether. He hammered me, and now I knew how a nail felt, a simple tool, subject completely to his whims. As he rolled his hips against me, I felt my entire clenching cunny _slurp_back together only to be shoved forcefully apart. My tender spade stretched and squished with each thrust, tightly gripping Cobalt's cock.

"Stop! Please!" I wept, my hind paws finally weakening so much that I couldn't even push against him anymore. Instead, my legs splayed, making it all the easier for the giant Dalmatian. My hips wriggled, making my tiny hind paws tremble in the air where they dangled. "I'm sorry, I really am! I shouldn't have insulted you! I've learned my lesson...just please, stop!"

He didn't even slow. "Not until you get what you deserve," he growled.

Just as I started to notice his knot growing on each back thrust, I heard four footsteps. A dog, to the rescue! But when I glanced over my shoulder, it was just two humans, walking side by side through the park. At first, they didn't notice the two of us, but the loud panting, grunting, and squealing quickly drew their attention.

"Bark! Bark!" I gasped. I knew they couldn't understand me, but I tried anyway, "Help! This big brute is _raping_me! Don't just stand there! Get him off!"

Cobalt growled and pulled up on the leash, cutting off my whimpers. I wanted to say more, but it wouldn't have helped anyway. The man looked beet red, but the woman just laughed and said, "I've never seen them do it like that before."

Embarrassed, the man said, "She was probably tied to the bench when he found her..."

The woman sighed wistfully, "Puppy love..."

Together, they watched for a moment, and my _own_face turned red - from anger and humiliation. Puppy love!? This beast was pounding me senseless into the hard wooden slats of the bench. My fur would never be the same again!

"Ah, well, the puppies will be cute," she said as she started to continue on her walk, her man beside her. Cobalt relaxed the leash as they disappeared. Cute? _Cute?_The spotted mongrels would be a disastrous stain on my honor and my bloodline, worthless mutts better off on the streets than in a dog show!

I knew now that I couldn't convince him to stop. He was intent on going through with this, all the way to the bottom of my womb. I had to try a different tack. Voice ragged, I said, "You're right - I deserve this. This is...my fault...not yours. All I ask is that you...erhm...pull out." I had to bite my lip to even say something so vulgar. "Do what you have to, just pull out!"

Cobalt just grinned down at me. I felt from his eyes like he was looking down at a piece of meat. "Please?" I whimpered.

His only response was to _slam_me harder, making my distended spade ache from all the stretching and contracting. Worse, his knot was half-full now, pulling free only with a sharp tug that made my pussy go _plop!_He never stopped humping me, only going faster and harder, ramming that bulging bulbus glandis into my once-virgin cunt. If he knotted me, that would be it - there'd be no going back.

"P-pull out!" I stammered. "Now...quick...!" At any moment it would be too late. "If you don't pull out now, you'll -"

He cut me off with a quick bark, "I know."

He wouldn't really, would he? I stared down by belly where my spade lay wrapped around him, _slurping_him all the way to his knot. The huge, slick bulb pressed against me, but at least he was still outside. I breathed a sigh of relief as Cobalt let himself swell the last few inches just outside my trembling pussy. Now as long as he'd actually pull out...

He placed a heavy paw on my chest, pinning me even more firmly against the bench, eyes glowing in the lamplight, and said, "Brace yourself, bitch - I'm coming in."

"Wha - " I gasped.

My words were cut off when the great brute pulled back an inch or two and then launched himself against me, a loud crack!_from the park bench as one of the legs or slats finally broke under the stress. I watched with wide eyes as his impossibly large bulge_smacked against my sore, burning mound, the force of impact knocking the wind out of me. His cock stopped short, of course - there was no _way_he was going to shove that _thing_inside of me now. It was too big!

He didn't seem to care, pulling back again before firing forward like a cannon. I couldn't help but _yelp!_as the next blow landed, _squishing_my abused spade before _thudding_to a halt. "No!" I whined, "Please, no, you can't! It won't fit!"

"Well you'd better spread your legs like a little slut, because I'm not stopping until I'm in."

"No, Cobalt! No!" I gasped, as the third powerful thrust smacked against me. Even if I helped, he'd never get that thing inside me, and even if he somehow did, I knew what that would mean for my quivering womb!

He just gritted his teeth and hammered forward, the cracked bench starting to sway dangerously back and forth. "Stop!" I gasped, before the next blow cut me off. His engorged knot looked like a softball against my outstretched spade, drool spilling from his mouth onto my face. I whimpered, "This is madness!"

He thrust and he thrust and he thrust, and no amount of protest was getting through his thick skull. He really wasn't going to stop! I yelped and winced, my rump burning. "Cobalt..." I whined, tears in my eyes.

If I didn't help, I could only guess what would happen to my beautiful, slender body. I might never be able to show again! Trembling, I did what I had to do - I spread my legs wide, hind paws outstretched. Whining, I watched as his next thrust hit home.

Smack!

He plowed into my soft spade, but even with my legs wide, he crashed against me. I was like the beach against his waves, helpless beneath his unending onslaught. He humped again, and I_squealed_. What could I do? He simply would not fit!

Front paws shaking, I slid them down to my pussy. I couldn't believe what I was about to do! As he lined up for the next thrust, I hooked my dew claws into the aching walls of my pussy, and pulled my spade apart for him. That's when I knew he'd truly won - I was _helping_him rape me.

His next push _smacked_me against the bench, but with a wet _splop!_I watched, whimpering, as the first few inches of his knot managed to wedge inside of me. Shuddering, I pulled harder, spreading myself even further for him. He rocked back, and leapt forward. _Yip!_This time, almost half of his throbbing bulge squeezed into my straining pussy.

"Good girl," Cobalt moaned. "Just a little farther."

I sobbed as I stretched myself just a little farther apart. My claws were digging roughly into me now, but if that's what it took to stop Cobalt's powerful thrusts, I'd do it. I watched, resigned to my fate, as Cobalt pulled back one last time, tensing all his muscles and digging his claws into the dirt as he put his entire body into it. Softly, I whimpered, "No..."

Thrust!

At first his knot collided wetly with my outstretched pussy and seemed to get stuck, but with a grunt, I lifted my hips and pushed back. For one, tenuous moment, his knot was on the cusp, wedged in as much as out, my poor spade on fire, but the momentum of his body pushed him the rest of the way with with a _squelch_of finality. I watched his knot burrow into me, my folds inflated like a softball around him. I could both feel and see the bulge of his tip grinding against my inner most wall, but the dull ache was nothing compared to before.

"No...not like this!" I wailed. His heavy balls were resting neatly up against my thin tail, and I knew it wouldn't be long before they pumped my unprotected womb full of his mongrel puppies. My mind raced through the events of the day, but I couldn't have predicted this, no matter how I tried. When I'd been loaded onto the plane, I'd had no idea I would end up shuddering beneath this humongous Dalmatian as he bred me.

"Nnng, God! You're milking me!" Cobalt gasped, humping in short, sharp bursts. Blood rushed to my face as I realized he was right. With his enormous cock stretching my pussy to its very limits and his fat knot thudding_up against my clit, the pain seemed to all but disappear. To Cobalt, it might even seem like I was _enjoying this! Tears fell from my eyes as my body reacted against my will, clenching down around him and bucking up and down while I whimpered piteously. He had so much control over me that even my _body_obeyed his whims.

The huge Dalmatian only sped up his thrusts, leaning forward to slap his hips against mine with a _thud, thud, thud,_his knot straining at my overstuffed spade. He grinded me against the park bench even harder now, and I could swear I was losing some fur. Desperate for him to realize that I wanted no part of this, I planted all four feet against his body again, claws digging into him as I pushed futilely away.

He didn't care.

"I should have done this the moment you opened your fucking mouth," he groaned. His hips collided with me again and again. "I should have known you were just a stuck up bitch. Well, I'm going to change that to 'knocked up'."

I wailed, "Please, Cobalt, don't!" But I knew it was hopeless. Begging was never going to get through to this alley thug. The best I could do was try to stop my bumping rump, so that he didn't have the satisfaction.

"Ready to become a mother?" he grinned down at me, panting so hard that flecks of saliva splashed onto my face. I could hear the high-pitched _squick!_that could only be the first, preparatory gushes into my fertile womb. With one paw, he slid down my belly, brushing a claw against my small, pink teats. "I hope you don't mind sagging tits."

I almost begged him to 'just get over with it', but I clapped my mouth shut, realizing that if I did, he would slow down_deliberately_. Instead, I just whined, "No, no!"

Gritting his teeth, he groaned, "Spotted poodle pups - they're going to be so cute."

"Cobalt," I whined, my entire body sore. If only the ache inside my clenching cunt didn't feel so damned good. My hindquarters were like some alien part of me that didn't give two shits about what I felt.

"Nnnng! Now be a good girl, and -" he started to say, before his words were cut off into a loud moan. He hammered forward, grinding his pointed tip against my cervix, and I could feel his balls throbbing up against my tailhole. This was it, and we both knew it. Dropping my jaw, I _howled_in dismay as he clenched his balls.

Splurt!

The first gush was nothing, as it was immediately followed by a squelch_and a _squirt. I could feel his hot, bubbling cum spraying straight into my soiled womb, forever tainted by his mongrel seed. He completed his revenge, claiming my first time and my first litter in quick succession, while I whimpered beneath him. My pussy was on fire, squeezing and humping up and down almost eagerly as I drank him down, letting every heady eruption spill down into my swelling uterus.

"You ignorant fiend!" I yelped, anger filling the void now that my greatest fear had been realized. "How dare_you do this to me! I am _Geor-"

"Shut up, whore," he said, simply, pulling up with one paw on the leash around my neck. My words and my air was cut off, and I was helpless to do anything but buck and whine as he used me like a dirty slut. With a powerful thrust, his muscular body shoved my meager legs aside, until I was spread out beneath him like his favorite toy. My dainty hindpaws dangled in the air to either side of the brute, clenching again and again as I squealed below.

"Urrg! Pbbbt! Grrrr!" I gasped and sputtered, squirming beneath him. I couldn't speak, and worse, I couldn't breathe. All I could do was watch as my once slender belly swelled before my eyes. Where once had been the visible bulge of his tip digging into my abdomen was now a growing sphere, getting bigger and bigger with each splurt!

"Yeah, sweetie," he said, tongue dripping with condescension. "Take it all!"

He meant it, too. My cum-soaked cunt stretched in every direction, but still the wet seal of his big, fat knot held everything in until I was brimming with his fertile seed. My hips rocked up against him of their own accord, shuddering as unwanted pleasure tried in vain to reach my scattered mind. I was already so exhausted that the short time I'd been unable to breath was resulting in black spots on my eyes. I could only barely focus on my fat womb, bulging outward lewdly like I was already two months pregnant.

"Damn, you're even tighter than Perdie!" he gasped, squirting_another load inside of me. "I hope you like a big litter - she had_fifteen."

Fifteen! I didn't even have that many nipples. Surely he was joking! But judging by the side of my distended stomach, I knew that he'd claim each and every one of my waiting eggs. Fifteen dirty, half-breed -

"You'll take them, and you'll _like_them," he growled, as if reading my mind. "Because if I hear that you've been treating them badly, I'll find you, and you can have another go at it. Just try to teach them not to be as uppity as you."

I whined, hearing the truth behind his words. Somehow I didn't doubt that he'd track me down in the United States if need be. There was nowhere I could hide to keep my swollen spade safe from Cobalt. If I didn't do as he said, I'd spend the rest of my life looking over my shoulder, waiting for the day when he would be there, jumping onto my back.

Cobalt's balls churned, unending. His cum _plopped_into the growing pool inside of me, until I felt so bloated I thought I might burst. Desperate, I put my paws down by my inflating bulge, feeling it grow with each spurt. I wanted to beg him to stop, tell him that I literally couldn't take anymore, but I couldn't talk. He was still choking me with the damned leash, so that all I could do was whine. He had no way of differentiating my current, frantic yelps from my earlier ones.

If only his knot weren't so big! My spade was trembling around him, barely able to contain him and the growing seed that strained to break free. Forget the puppies, forget Crufts, forget returning to my kennel at the airport - I was going to pass out...or explode...or both! I certainly didn't look like Georgette, winner of 81 championships. I was positively fat, my fur worn, drenched in sweat and drool. That my rotund little body was due to this monster's endless cum was small consolation. If I survived, I'd soon enough be fat for a different reason.

I was so full of his puppy batter now that even he_was noticing the wave that was trying to pop his knot out of me, gritting his teeth and saying, "God _damn, you're stuffed fuller than a turkey!" His knot was tugging painfully at my outstretched mound, threatening to rip out of me.

Thankfully, the seal between my cunt and his knot gave first. My aching lips finally stretched just far enough for the first squirt to come shooting out of me, splattering the grass behind the Dalmatian. Now that the seal was broken, the floodgates were open. Huge ropes of sticky cum _erupted_from my trembling spade, splashing in every direction and staining Cobalt's thighs and rump. I felt like a fire extinguisher, my throbbing belly ever so slowly starting to shrink as huge bursts of cum covered the ground. I pushed down on my bulging womb to help, but even as more gushes steamed up the night air, Cobalt was refilling me just as fast. I was more cum than _poodle_right now.

Cobalt just groaned, squeezing his balls again and again and he rammed deep and let loose. Between loads jettisoning from my body, a new flood began to spill out of me like a waterfall, engulfing my tail hole and coating my thin tail before spilling down the side of the park bench, pooling up between Cobalt's hind legs. Before long, it looked like someone had dropped a huge, white wedding cake beneath us.

"Nnnngrrraaah!" Cobalt groaned, surely near to empty. I felt just about to slip away to unconsciousness when he loosened the leash. At first, I thought maybe he noticed that I was turning purple, but he only let go to ask me a question.

"Ready to apologize for real, you spoiled bitch?"

I gasped for air, wheezing as I sputtered out, "I-I'm s-s-orry...!"

"No shit you're sorry. But that's not a fucking apology. Now say it and mean it, cunt."

He really wanted me to say it! After all he'd done to me, he wanted me to apologize to him. Well, he'd done his worst; I saw no reason to indulge the massive brute any further. Narrowing my eyes, I said, "You...you raped_me full of your half-breed mongrels! If you think I'm going to_apologize..."

He interrupted. "Wrong answer." With that, he placed a heavy paw on the park bench, and another paw on my ribcage, and pushed. I'd only just gotten my breath back when he knocked it right out of me again, tugging back with his hips. The sudden, sharp pain in my spade was unbearable, the soggy, overstretched mound trembling around his knot as he pulled back. The bench creaked with the force of this push. The only thing holding us together now was my abused cunt hanging on to Cobalt's fully swollen knot for dear life.

"N-o!" was all I could gasp. He was determined to pull free far too early, ready to tear me apart for not apologizing. Sure, I'd been a bitch to him, but how did that come close to justifying what he'd_done to _me?

With a grunt, Cobalt dug his hind claws into the messy ground beneath him, pushing back even harder until..._POP!_My spade all but tore open, Cobalt leaping backward off my sore and ragged body. His dick was still cumming, shooting several heavy loads arcing through the air to drench the outside of my belly, too, an absolute spray of cum erupting from my cunt before slowing to a river of cum. As much fluid as was leaking out of my abused hole, I knew there was two to three times more still trapped inside my bloated womb to stay for the long term.

My voice was ragged as I yipped_and _yelped, left dirty and used on the damaged park bench. As if on cue, the wildly swaying wooden structure finally collapsed, and I hit the group so hard that I lost all my air again. I swear I almost blacked out! My tongue dangled limply from the side of my mouth, panting back and forth furiously.

"Pick yourself up, you miserable wretch," he spat.

Gasping, I tried to roll onto all fours, hoping to reclaim what little dignity I had left. Cum was seeping through the slats of the crushed park bench, drenching my backside as well as my underside, and worst, my insides. The leash was trapped beneath me, so I had to tug, and tug, wheezing until I finally pulled it free, and managed to stand shakily on four legs, dripping from everywhere. I felt like I'd just had a bath, but it wasn't water running down my sides.

Wincing with each step, I glanced over my shoulder at Cobalt. "You...you'll pay f-for this. When I..."

"Still haven't learned your lesson, have you?"

"Look what you've done to me!" I gasped, wincing as I checked myself over. He was certainly thorough! "Haven't you done enough?"

Cobalt sighed. "You still think you're better than me. We're not done until you learn your damn lesson."

My eyes widened as I watched the huge dog approach. Could he really mean it? Whimpering, I tried to run away, but I could only hop gingerly on my aching legs.

He caught me in three steps, wrapping a single paw around my back right leg. "Where do you think you're going?" he asked.

I glanced down to see that he was already hard again - or perhaps he'd never not been. "N-no, please!" I whimpered. "Let go. You're better than me, you're better than me!"

"There we go, was that so hard?" he asked, his paw still firmly wrapped around my dainty leg. "Are you ready to apologize?"

I shivered as I glanced back at him, but I didn't dare say what was really on my mind. "I-I'm sorry about what I said...about your girlfriend."

Cobalt smiled. "And what about my puppies? You're going to love and care for them?"

I clenched my eyes shut, just imagining them taking root inside of me, growing and growing until I could barely waddle around. Softly, I managed to lie, "Yes." Anything to get him to let me go.

"Good," he said.

Plop! He leaped onto my back, and for a second, my weak legs buckled under his weight. What was he doing!? I'd told him what he wanted to hear!

He growled in my ear, "Then you won't mind doubling down. I don't want to leave anything to chance! I'm going to fuck you so hard your _puppies_get pregnant."

"Wait, no!" I gasped, but it was too late.

He'd never meant to let me go. He was just toying with me! Before I even had time to register how his fat cock smeared oily juices across my stretched and dripping cunt, he tensed his powerful muscles and _thrust!_This time, it was nothing like the slow, painful stuffing he'd given me on the bench. One second, I was cowering under him, tail shoved off to the side by his bulk, and the next second, he'd rammed himself into me until he burrowed right up against my soiled cervix.

Yelp! The impact of his blow sent a huge gush of cum splattering out of me onto the once-clean ground. His heavy balls _thwapped_my bulging abdomen, foreshadowing exactly what their target was. If I wasn't already pregnant, they would make damn-well certain.

"Not as tight now, are you, bitch?" he growled, slamming his hips back and forth almost effortlessly. My pussy stretched and and slid, offering no resistance to the huge canine. "Remember this when you're giving birth, so you can thank me."

"You - you bastard!" I gasped, finally finding my voice. My slender rump was pushed and jabbed up and down with each, grunting thrust, and I was thrown forward each time only to be pulled roughly back by his strong, heavy paws around my rump.

"No, I'm not, but I'm gunna give you some."

My legs spread wide, but still his enormous cock devastated me, pounding my little rump apart. "No, please Co -Yip! - balt...please let me - Yelp! - go..." I sobbed between thrusts.

He leaned down to whisper harshly in my ear. "That's right, cunt. Feel that? You don't get a say. You're mine, and I'm not letting you go until I'm good and ready. All your life you thought _you_were in control, but you just hadn't met _me_yet. Now be a good girl and push back, or you'll regret it - I wanna knot you again."

His teeth gleamed as he spoke, and I knew I'd better listen. Whining, I planted my legs apart, dug my claws into the dirt, and launched myself backward to meet him. His thick shaft stretched me wide, but when it came time to take his knot, my swollen spade wasn't ready. _Smack!_He collided with my aching lips, arcing pain through my poor body.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

That's how they found me, in the process of getting brutally pounded. Two dogs without collars, walking through the night park on some sort of romantic evening. They must have heard us before, but now they saw me, just ahead on the cobblestone. Cheeks flushing red, I quickly hung my head, hoping they wouldn't recognize me.

They stopped in their tracks, watching the brutal breeding in shock. The male, a little Yorkie, said to his Chihuahua date, "Let's...um...go back the other way."

But she couldn't look away, her bulging little eyes transfixed on the copulating canines just a couple dozen meters away. "Oh, wow..." she said, watching as my little body was flung forward and back like a ragdoll beneath the powerful Dalmatian.

I stared at the ground, until Cobalt leaned down and whispered in my ear, "Lift your head, show bitch. Never thought you'd get stage fright!"

I whimpered and shivered beneath him, but I would not look up.

"Suit yourself," he growled. He crouched down to grab my leash in his teeth and ripped his head back. My once-beautiful face (fur now ragged and dishevelled) was jerked upward, eyes bulging as I gasped for breath, staring right at the two onlookers. My tongue fell uselessly out the side of my mouth as I sputtered for air, and I must have looked atrocious!

"Isn't that..." the Chihuahua started to say.

No...no, please no. She can't_recognize me. Not like _this. Sure, I was one of the most famous dogs in the world, but never so distressed, dirty, or covered by a sweaty, cruel Dalmatian!

"...Georgette?"

My heart sank, but as soon as she said it, her Yorkie friend's eyes lit up as well.

"My God, you're right."

I whined pitifully, only the barest squeak making through my tight collar. In contrast, the sound of Cobalt's hard, heavy thrusts making a wet splorch! splorch! splorch! that sent his earlier cum splashing out of me onto the ground filled the park. With my head held up by the leash, there was nothing I could do but watch as the young couple ogled me getting drilled.

The Chihuahua sat on her haunches, stunned. "What is she doing with that...that Dalmatian!?"

I did not like the way her Yorkie friend was eying me up and down, licking his lips. He glanced sideways at his date and said, "Well, Mandy, when a boy dog loves a girl dog..."

"Oh, shut up, you know what I meant!" she said.

He laughed, and said, "Maybe this is what the rich and famous like to do in their spare time?"

Like to do!? He thought I_wanted_this...this...brute!? The dull-witted humans were one thing, but how could they look at what Cobalt was doing to me and see anything but rape? My tongue spilled from my mouth as I panted desperately for air, my entire hindquarters getting lifted off the ground with each painful thrust, my entire vocabulary was reduced to squeals and whimpers.

But perhaps this is just what sex looked like. How could I really know? I'd been a virgin before today - basically_everything_ I knew about sex came from watching human television, and now from Cobalt's rather...intense_lesson. And to be fair, as much as I despised him and everything he stood for, I couldn't stop my hips from shuddering and bucking around his enormous cock. Every time he drew back or forth in my stretched-out spade, I felt a sudden shock of pleasure that engulfed my body, but _never reached my mind.

I would have begged for help, though I doubt the small dogs could have done anything to stop the massive Dalmatian. But I could barely breathe, much less talk, the black spots in my vision starting to grow once again. I could only _wish_to black out and let him finish with me however he wanted. As long as I wasn't aware...

"That can't be," the Mandy replied, sniffing the air. "Can't you smell it? She's in heat. Georgette's never been bred, and _certainly_not with another breed."

"I couldn't smell her over you, my dear," the Yorkie replied, his implication clear.

"Henry! Don't be crude," she gasped. "I never should have agreed to this date..."

"Oh, don't be like that," Henry chuckled. He glanced back at me and shrugged, "Maybe he'll pull out?"

"A bit late for that," Mandy said, pointing beneath me. I could only whine as Henry followed the Chihuahua's paw to look beneath my legs. His eyes widened as he finally noticed that each, grunting thrust from Cobalt send another wet _gush_of cum splashing down my aching legs to land in the grass beneath me.

"Oh wow," was all the Yorkie said, trailing off as they both watched the show in silence. I tried to close my eyes, but whenever I did, Cobalt would yank back on the leash. I was forced to watch as the perverted little Yorkie starting to show a little red between his legs.

Cobalt finally let go of the leash, so that he could whisper in my ear. "Do you feel that? I'm almost ready." I could, his bulging knot _smashing_into my sopping cunt again and again as he tried to power his way into my spasming passage. I would have thought he'd never be able to push his fully-swollen glandis into my tight spade, but he'd done it before, and I definitely wasn't as tight as I used to be!

Whining, I kept my legs together, hoping he'd let me be this time, but he just pounded harder, knocking the air out of me with the force of his jabs. I knew the onlookers could hear the way his balls _slapped_up against me. He rammed my aching pussy until I knew I couldn't help it anymore - I needed the pain to stop! Legs shaking, I did what I had to; I spread my legs for him, groaning, and pushed back.

Despite my help, and despite the way he'd devastated my hindquarters earlier, he didn't sink in right away. I was forced to feel as he squeezed his huge knot in, one inch at a time, while I squealed beneath him. My poor spade was once again stretched to its limits, no matter how hard I tried to relax and take him. All thought of escape had long ago fled my mind; I knew I belonged to Cobalt for as long as he wanted me, and nothing I could say or do would change that.

"You're such a tight little cunt," he gasped, loud enough that the young couple could definitely hear him. As if his words weren't enough declaration, a sharp, loud Pop!_rang through the air as he finally sealed himself irrevocably inside me. I'd never felt so full, or dirty, or _used. I wasn't Georgette, anymore, I was just a wet, clenching fuck hole for Cobalt to play with.

Henry leaned over to Mandy and said, "God, this is hot. Don't you want to..."

"No!" she gasped. "I'm in heat, Henry. I'm not some kind of...one-night...slut!" she finished, looking over at me meaningfully. How _dare_she?

"I just wanted to _kiss_you," the Yorkie replied, sounding hurt.

"Oh," she replied, ears flat. "I...I guess that's okay."

But when Henry leaned forward to lick his date's face, she took a step back. "Not in front of them," she gasped. "Come on, let's get going."

"But...but..." Henry stammered, glancing back over at his free show. But Mandy was already walking away, and as much as it seemed to pain the Yorkie, he chose her. I could only sigh in relief, once again alone to wallow in my shame.

Alone, of course, except for Cobalt.

"Damn, I was hoping they'd stay for the Grand Finale," he chuckled.

I knew better than to talk back, snapping my muzzle shut before I said something I'd regret. Instead, I trembled around him, my pussy stuffed full of his throbbing meat, trying to ignore the waves of pleasure that even now made my hindquarters pump up and down. A quick glance back was enough to see how far my spade was bulging around him, barely able to contain his girth. I whined at his churning balls, preparing for that final deluge. I could only pray that his second service wouldn't match his first, or my full womb might explode! I could hear the way his cum _sloshed_inside me.

"No pithy comment?" he continued. "No nasty comeback? Does this mean you're finally ready to thank me?"

If he was trying to goad me, it worked. "Thank you!? For _raping_me?"

Immediately he slammed against me harder, grunting. "For putting you back in your place, bitch. For showing you that beauty shows are nothing compared to the joy and happiness of creating a new, healthy batch of pups. This was what you were _made_for."

"My God," I whined, helplessly pushing back against his eager thrusts. "You're delusional!"

"No, Georgette, you're the one with delusions. You think you're different, you're important, you're special. You are, but not for the reasons you think. You have the honor of bearing my pups - the greatest reward of all."

I let out a high-pitched squeal, knowing he was right, at least about one thing. I was going to have his mongrel pups - there was no denying that. I was already bloated and heavy from his first batch, and the second was only moments away. But no matter how hard he tried, I'd always be more than some helpless bitch on the street, living for her next heat to get pumped full of the next litter of mutts. Once I returned to my owners, I'd be _Georgette_again, albeit stuffed with Cobalt's parting gift.

My back ached when he finally got on with it. I swear, he spent over ten minutes bucking and jabbing and tugging on me, until I'd lost even more fur and my muscles were locked and straining. The savagery of his fucking was a shock, but he seemed to enjoy the way I whined and squealed beneath him. I tried my best to ignore him, but the way his knot bounced and jostled inside of me, my body wouldn't allow it. I held off for as long as I could, but finally, my humping and moaning dissolved into a clenching spasm of orgasm. I couldn't help it! Tears streamed down my burning face as I began to yip and_yelp_, trying my best to ignore the pleasure that washed through my body.

Cobalt leaned forward, aware what was happening, and whispered in my ear, "Good girl - cum for Papa..." Then, he let out a loud, piercing howl. Slamming flush with my rump, his balls_slapped_ against me, trembling against my soft, grey fur as I felt him pulsating, the first, violent gush _splooshing_into my overstuffed cunt.

My own voice never reached a howl, too ragged from my squealing protests. I just whimpered over and over, shuddering as I felt him launch rope after rope into my fertile, cum-drenched womb. I could barely feel the way his front claws dug into my skin, or the way he held one paw on my belly to feel as I grew even fatter beneath him. If anything, his second load was _bigger_than his first, maybe because of the extra buildup. My spade squeezed hard around him, keeping it all locked in, until my skin was stretched painfully around my growing belly bulge.

His howl drew unwanted attention, and I heard the footsteps before I saw the chubby woman running into view. "There you are!" the airport attendant gasped, kneeling over with her hands on her thighs. "You've run me around the whole park, boy!"

...

She glanced up, as if seeing me for the first time. And Cobalt. "Oh!" she gasped. "Shit, shit, shit, shit..."

Even for such a stupid women, there was no denying exactly what was happening between Cobalt and me. If she'd come earlier, maybe she might have been useful, but of course she was far,far too late. I just whimpered at her. At least I had my ticket out of here. Not even Cobalt would fight a human over me...right?

"You're...not a boy dog at all," she said, chagrinned.

Cobalt grinned down at me and said, "I can attest to_that_."

"God I am in so_much trouble..." she groaned. _She's in trouble? I'm the one getting raped! "Come on, boy," she said, this time to Cobalt, thankfully. "Finish up, I've got to get this little lady back to the airport!"

If anything, Cobalt slowed down, taking his time with each heavy thrust, groaning before he let his balls release their sticky payload into my bubbling lake. That gave the woman time to catch her breath, watching nervously. "I guess I don't have to tell_anyone. No one will be able to trace this back to _me."

I cannot tell you how thrilled I was that this creature wouldn't have to suffer the consequences of her mistake.

After dozens and dozens of hot, bubbling gushes_of cum, I felt like I was about to _pop. Thankfully, my sore cunt gave way first, and the first _splurt_launched out of me. I gave a muffled sigh of relief as the pressure finally lessened, his sticky white fluid dribbling down my wobbly hind legs. I could barely lift my tiny feet from the congealing puddle beneath me.

I groaned and shuddered, completely exhausted. I felt like I'd run a marathon - Cobalt certainly put me through my paces! But even he had to finish sometime, and after a few more minutes of bloating my belly, he climbed off of me, his tail wagging above mine.

"Alright, girl, let's go," the woman said, apparently ignorant of canine reproduction. When she tried to grab my leash, she realized that we were still stuck together. My face was red as I suffered the indignity of her kneeling beside us to see Cobalt's throbbing knot. "Oh, God, how did that even fit?" she gasped.

I gave her a dirty look that I'm sure she missed completely. She was too busy ogling my bulging pussy, and the way that Cobalt's balls kept spurting inside of me. I just stood there, stunned, whimpering compulsively now. Cobalt hadn't just fucked me. He hadn't just knocked me up. Cobalt destroyed me.

And he didn't seem to know, or care! After a few more minutes, he said, simply, "Alright, that's enough - I'm late enough as it is." He lifted his back-left leg, placed his foot on my sopping rump, and pushed. He didn't care that his knot was almost fully swollen inside of me, all he cared was that he was done with me. I yelped and yipped, but he didn't even slow. His kick grew and grew until finally, his knot ripped free.

I flopped face first into the dirt. I don't know how much of it was his kick, and how much of it was the flood of cum that_jetted_ out of me when his knot finally slipped free. I felt like a deflating balloon, coughing and sputtering as I launched forward, before landing in a heap in front of the stunned airport woman.

Cobalt laughed at me, and said, "You're welcome."

That was the final straw. I was angry - angry, yes, but instead of the fire I wanted to summon, I began to sob, tears streaming from my eyes. "I'm welcome!?_You think I _wanted_that? I _didn't!"

He cut me off there, before I could continue my rant. "I didn't fuck you because I thought you _wanted_it. I fucked you because you _needed_it. You can't go around acting like you're better than everyone else, Georgette - I'm just the first one with the guts to show you the consequences of your behavior."

"This isn't because of me!" I gasped, trying weakly to stand up. "This is because you're a vicious, violent, half-breed rapist who thinks he can just take what he wants because he's stronger than everyone! You're the one with a problem, not me!"

While we were talking, the airport lady kneeled next to me, taking out a handkerchief. "Come on, girl, let's get you cleaned up," she said, lifting my tail. If I hadn't been so distracted, I swear I would have bit this ignorant human. Taking one look at my slathered rump, she said, "Uhh, never mind," putting the very much insufficient handkerchief away.

Cobalt sighed. "I thought you'd learned your lesson, but I guess not. Oh well, there's still time."

I blinked, suddenly unsure whether he would try to take me again, right there in front of the woman. I scrambled to my feet, swivelling away from the Dalmatian. "She - she won't let you!" I gasped. When he didn't come closer, I felt a little bolder. "You don't have any power over me anymore, mongrel."

Cobalt just smiled, and a shiver ran down all the way to the tip of my aching tail. "Not today, little lady. But I know you're at Crufts for the week. Do you think you'll be watched_all_ the time at the show? Overnight? While your owners are eating?"

"You wouldn't..." I gasped.

He shrugged. "If that's what you want to believe. But if you see black spots in the crowd..."

I shivered. He was just making empty threats, wasn't he? There'd be dozens of Dalmatians at the show, and he wanted me to be jumping at every shadow. It was his last way of getting back at me. I glanced up, but he was already walking away, his heavy balls swaying back and forth beneath him. He couldn't be serious.

Right?

"Alright, girl, let's get going," the woman said, grabbing my leash. I didn't even protest as she began walking me back to the Glasgow airport. I tried to ignore the gooey slop that even now spilled out my over-stretched spade and landed in loud _plops_on the sidewalk behind me. I winced with each bow-legged step, every one of my muscles on fire. I just wanted my kennel so that I could sleep and, for at least a few hours, forget what had just happened to me.

Halfway to the airport, I noticed a little ball of fur just off the sidewalk, so small that the woman walked by without even noticing, but I could smell them. It was Henry and Mandy, and despite what she'd said earlier, she was crouched beneath the Yorkie with her rump high in the air. He was grunting as he pounded away under her little tail, his knot bulging lewdly. I guess I wasn't the only bitch getting more than she'd planned for tonight.

When she saw me, the Chihuahua narrowed her eyes, glancing at my stained, dripping rump. "Slut," she said, simply.

Normally, I would never let a comment like that slide, especially from such a lowly creature like this rat-dog, but kept walking quietly. I stared straight ahead and walked forward, the world passing like a blur. The park slid past me, then the gates to the airport, then the baggage claim. Finally I clambered into my kennel, and my legs gave way. I collapsed onto the plush bed, too tired to care that Cobalt's reeking cum began to stain the familiar pillow.

He wouldn't _really_find me at Crufts...would he?

* * * * *

I woke when I heard the window creaking open. With a glance at the clock, I saw that he was late - almost an hour. Well, with the pups and Pongo sleeping soundly downstairs, an hour here or there wouldn't matter. Groaning, I stretched all four legs into the air, opening my paw pads so that they splayed out like sea stars. I would have stood to greet him, but Cobalt slid smoothly between my legs, placing his heavy paws on my tummy.

I glanced down my spotted body at the gorgeous, red-haired Dalmatian.

"Sorry I'm late," he said. "I got 'tied-up' in the park."

I knew what _that_meant. "Who was it? Missy? Lolly?" Cobalt could hardly talk to his sisters without one of them lifting their tail with a begging little whimper.

Cobalt chuckled, running a claw down my stomach and making me shiver. "Neither. You'll never believe who I saw...!"

"Well, you might as well tell me, because I'll never guess it."

"Georgette."

The gorgeous poodle who'd been winning all those American dog shows? I knew of her, of course, though I hadn't spent much time thinking about her. Now though, I couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy. "And you...?" I asked.

He detected the subtle change in my tone. "Don't worry, you've got nothing to worry about. She was a complete and total bitch. I guess that's what happens when you let fame get to your head."

"I wasn't worried," I clarified. I wasn't really. I knew by now that I wasn't enough for Cobalt, not by myself. He was a breeding dog, and that's what he had to do: breed dogs. I didn't care who else he fucked, as long as he came home and made love to me. Sometimes he'd even bring his friends with him, and we'd all have fun together. While I enjoyed it, nothing could ever compare to the way he took me when we were alone together in the moonlight. I was already wet, just thinking about it.

I said, "If she was so awful, why were you late?"

"She thought she was better than me. She thought she was better than you. When she said something awful about you and the pups, I knew I had to set her straight."

I blinked. "You were defending my honor?"

He smiled. "And teaching her a _much-needed_lesson. Though I don't think it took. The lesson, I mean."

My eyes widened. I knew what had 'taken', and I could smell the faint scent of heat. Still, she must have deserved it, if Cobalt had gotten so riled up. "Some people never learn."

Cobalt grinned. "But enough about her - I'm here for you."

"That's what I like to hear," I said, ears perked up. "I hope you've still got enough -"

Left for me. That's what I was going to say, but before I could utter the words, Cobalt lowered his muzzle to my wet spade and engulfed my tight pussy. I tossed my head back, flattened my ears, and moaned. While I lay on my back, shivering, he pawed my hind legs apart and began to _slurp, slurp_noisily at my trembling mound.

I whimpered, "Oh, Cobalt!"

He would have replied if his mouth weren't full. Instead, he arched his tongue even deeper into my clenching pussy, and I couldn't hold back a high-pitched squeal. Pongo might hear, but I didn't care what he thought anymore. _Let_him hear!

Whining, I bucked my hips up against that delicious tongue, tail _thwapping_back and forth against my lover's chest. While he plumbed my depths, he gently dragged his claws against my soft nipples, making me yip and kick my hind legs cutely in the air. "Oh, God..." I gasped.

Ever so gently, he reached deeper, poking his nose into my wet mound, until I engulfed him like a glove. I swear, he could hold his breath for minutes, just pleasuring me with his muzzle. I could only shudder softly as he probed every last inch of my trembling pussy. I wanted to hold back, but I didn't have his gentle patience - I began to rock my hips around his wet muzzle.

Somehow, knowing that he'd just fucked a bitch full of puppies for my honor turned me on even more. I wasn't in heat yet, but I wished I were. I shuddered, imagining how he'd make my belly swell again with our little darlings, another litter to add to the hundred. My owners would think they were Pongo's, but we'd all know better.

"Wait...wait..." I gasped, knowing that I was on the edge.

He didn't wait. Instead, he pushed ever so deeper, extended his tongue, and gave my innermost wall a warm, heavy slurp. That was just too much, and I exploded into a whimpering pile of shuddering spots, bucking and _squirting_into his waiting, eager mouth. "Nnnnnngh!" I groaned, tongue spilling out my mouth.

He gulped up every last drop, riding my fervent bucks patiently until I finally calmed down enough to pant, "Thank you."

Pulling free with a wet _pop!_Cobalt licked his lips and said, "The pleasure is mine."

My chest heaved, but I wanted more - now. I wanted to_really_ please him. I wanted him to howl as he bucked me full of his sticky cream. "Oh hush and fuck me already."

Cobalt grinned. "How can I deny such a pretty request?"

He stood and walked over me, and I was already whimpering in anticipation. My eyes locked onto his glistening cock, already thick and swelling. I knew _exactly_where it had been - stuck inside Georgette's tight cunt, squirting straight into her waiting womb. What a lucky bitch! But I knew I had it better, because I got Cobalt every night.

"God, you're beautiful," he said, gazing down at me. He placed his paws to either side of my chest and lowered himself down to me, holding himself just an inch above my trembling spade.

Whining, I tried to lift my hips to meet him, but he_tsked_ his tongue and said, "Not so fast." He planted a hind foot on my stomach to hold me down, lowering himself until his dripping tip just _barely_touched the point of my spade.

"Cobalt...please," I whined.

He licked his lips. "I want to take my time."

Once he set his mind to something, there was little I could do to change it. I just whimpered, tail wagging in desperate anticipation. He leaned down to lick my nose, letting his pointed tip rub wetly against me. I felt the way he nudged and tweaked my sensitive mound, but whenever I tried to thrust upward, his heavy paw held me in place.

Slowly, he poked half-an-inch into me, my spade clenching helplessly around mostly air as I whined. "I'm _begging_you," I shuddered.

He cut my words off with a kiss, his tongue working its way into my muzzle. I opened up and tilted my head, enjoying the musky taste of my own fluids as our tongues entwined. But it wasn't his tongue that I needed. Thankfully, with our lips locked, he finally gave in.

I felt his first inch sink ever-so-slowly into me, spreading my throbbing spade wide, and then another inch, and another. He moved so slowly and gently that I felt like a puddle in his paws, kissing him deeply. I needed him inside of me _so_much, but the way I dangled on the edge with each, gentle push send waves of pleasure through my slender body. I wrapped my front paws around Cobalt's neck, pulling his into a tighter embrace.

I let out a muffled whimper as he slowly slid his cock into me, my clenching cunny wrapping tightly around his enormous girth. At first, I could barely take him, but now my body knew how to give in just the right way. My saliva-soaked pussy stretched apart just wide enough that I felt stuffed without pushing me beyond my limits, as if Cobalt had been custom-made to plug my hole. I groaned and squeezed around him, a soft, wet _slurp_sounded with each gentle kiss of my spade.

With my head tilted, I opened one eye to watch, shuddering, as his fat cock bulged through my belly, showing me exactly how large and how deep my lover had gone. I knew from experience that he still had inches to go before he bottomed out in me, but I was so ready. I tried vainly once again to thrust upward and take him completely, but Cobalt would have none of it.

He broke our kiss to say, "Now, now..."

"But Cobalt-" I whined, cut off by a sudden, fierce kiss. I just whined and_slurped_ back, knowing that begging wouldn't get me anywhere. When Cobalt got like this, he could be so stubborn.

Now he'd burrowed into me so far that our bellies touched, the warmth of his spotted fur meshing tightly with mine. I loved the way he rested his weight on top of me, his belly shoving my legs apart, making it completely clear how much larger he was than I. I panted for breath between heated kisses, whimpering madly and kicking my dangling hind legs.

Between the _smack, smack_of our kisses, he spoke breathily, saying, "You're perfect," and then, "I love you so much." He leaned forward, pressing ever deeper, still tantalizingly close to filling me completely.

"Oh, Cobalt," I shuddered. "Take me!"

He groaned, and though I'm sure if he could have, he'd have taken another ten minutes to slowly fill me out, he pushed a little too hard. With a thud, he slid flush with me, his tip poking firmly against my waiting womb. His balls, still sore from a busy night in the park, trembled up against my wagging tail. I squealed, feeling complete again in a way that only happened with Cobalt inside me.

"Perdie..." he shuddered, holding back.

Hilted as he was, I could _feel_his knot swelling inside me. My slippery spade began to stretch around him, inch after inch, until my mound was a bulging ball of hot flesh. He locked himself inside of me, the pressure pushing him even more firmly inside of me until I was whimpering in delight. We were together again, complete at last. Sealed together at both ends, we kissed deeply before the sensations were too much, and I couldn't help it. I started to buck my hips, and this time, not even Cobalt's heavy hind paw could stop me.

Together, we gasped and strained against each other, back and forth. I was stretched to my limits, shuddering tightly around his giant cock, equal parts desperate for his inevitable eruption and wanting this moment to last forever. His tail lowered, and I curled mine around his, humping back against him. I whined, "Pump me full like you did that poodle!"

Cobalt grinned sheepishly down at me, but I could tell I was turning him on. He slammed against me, panting too much now to keep up his loving kisses. Instead, he groaned, "Forget about that slut - I love you."

"She doesn't know how lucky she is to have been with someone as magnificent as you," I cooed.

He licked my nose, pumping harder. "_I'm_the lucky one, because I have you."

Once, I'd thought about breaking things off with this magnificent beast, and living a sad life with my rather unimpressive husband, but that time was gone. I was his now, always and forever. Closing my eyes, I opened my mouth and howled, knowing that the whole household could hear. Like that, I came for the second time, squirming beneath Cobalt as my body dissolved into endless, blissful spasms.

"Oh, Perdie, I -" he gasped, before he too howled, pressing himself flush with me before exploding inside of me. The warm rush of cum spilled into every crevasse of my tight pussy, before squirting into my tight womb. I was so sleek and slender that whenever I took him full on, I knew my belly would grow, and I'd come to love the feeling of being stretched so full. I lowered a paw to feel as my stomach grew, pumped fuller and fuller of his glorious seed. His balls churned nonstop, launching rope after rope into my tight, shuddering cavern.

"Ahh!" I gasped, but he cut me off with a firm, wet kiss. We strained and shuddered together until finally, I could take no more. My bloated belly looked like I'd swallowed a whole cantaloupe when his knot finally gave way. Hot jets of cum _splurted_out of me, drenching our hindquarters, but I didn't mind. I enjoyed cleaning up the mess almost as much as I enjoyed making it.

I could hardly believe his stamina after having already dealt with Georgette, but then, this what what he was made for. His calling, his purpose, his _essence_was breeding, and I was never happier than when he was in the midst of fulfillment. By the time he was done, there was a thick pool coating the hardwood floor beneath us.

I panted softly, "I love you, too, Cobalt."

He kissed me. "I've been waiting all day to be with you. Can I...stay the night with you?"

I nodded, "There's nowhere I'd rather be than in your warm embrace."

In the morning, we woke together and cuddled for an hour, talking about the pups. They were his, the original fifteen, at least, and he always liked to hear how they were growing and learning. But I could tell his mind was elsewhere. Finally, I said, "What are you thinking about?"

Cobalt sighed. "I just...well, the dog show is in town, and I was thinking of stopping by there for a visit."

The dog show, huh? "Is that so?"

"I'm interested in the obedience training," he said, smiling.

I had a sneaking suspicion about whose_obedience he was interested in. Lifting my head from his chest, I said, "Can't it wait just a few more minutes? You're so comfortable. The dog show's in town for another _week."

"Well..." he said, staying put. "I suppose it doesn't even start for another hour. And it _is_awfully comfortable lying next to you. The dog show can wait for you, my love."

He stayed with me for the full hour, enjoying the warmth of our embrace. Still, I knew my time was up. For a moment, I considered trying to guilt him into staying longer, but I knew his mind was elsewhere. Taking a deep breath, I realized I shouldn't be jealous. Georgette was just a plaything to Cobalt. I was the one he came home to every night. I whispered, "Well, go on, then. You don't want to miss it."

Cobalt nodded gratefully, gave me a lick, and climbed to the window outside. "I'll be back tonight," he said.

Nodding, I said, "Oh, and Cobalt?"

"Yes?"

"Teach her a lesson for me."