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“I can’t take it. I’m dying. Let’s just text dad that we’ll walk home. Come on, mom. I can see it on your face. You’re not doing any better.”

Echo was curling her toes into the floor, balling her hands into tight fists, clenching her jaw, twitching her curled tail, and whimpering. She vibrated on the spot with the strain running through her body. With the machine spinning behind her, she was dressed in nothing more than a bra and a skirt, along with her least favourite panties. They were a little small, clinging to her wet pussy to make her all the more uncomfortable with every moment. The husky gave an icy-eyed stare at her bigger, softer mom while she fussed, as if to will her into listening to her point of view.

“He’s already on his way, dear,” Katya said. “Besides, your clothes aren’t even done. I know it’s bad right now, but you get used to it.”

The mother and daughter pair resembled each other so strongly that it only made sense their heat cycles were synced up. Those same shared genes ensured their breeding season was an intense, aching, needy one that stole all focus from their daily tasks. Katya was acting like it wasn’t affecting her, but she’d been staring at the same webpage on her phone for several minutes without making any progress on her idle reading. Maybe if she just kept trying she could take her mind off the clenching, dripping urgency inside her.

“You realize how [i]dangerous[/i] that is, right? What if the right guy wanders in ...”

She glanced around at the other customers. They were milling about in various states of undress. That was pretty typical around the place, especially on hot days. There were several examples of guys she would have [i]totally[/i] gone with if they did more than glance her way, but there were no canines among them. A couple cats big and small, a somewhat skinny horse fellow, a portly squirrel - they were all [i]options[/i], but no one that was making Echo immediately act up. She held onto herself and considered them from where she leaned for the time being.

Katya tipped her glasses down on her snout and sternly looked over them. “Now now. I won’t be having you making a mess of poor Mr. Brown’s business. Especially not right in front of all these customers. Have at least a little dignity and take yourselves out to the alley if you really can’t help yourself. And stop playing with yourself. That makes it worse.”

Echo whimpered again, withdrawing her hand from under her skirt. Her fingers were all damp from just a stroke across the surface of her panties. She’d hadn’t even touched her bare sex, but she was soaking through the fabric clinging to the outline of her puffy folds. Aside from the scent of soaps and fresh clothes, the two of them were putting out a distinct scent of canine heat so potent that they were saturating the whole block with it. All it took was one keen nose who knew exactly what that desperate signal meant to leave them making bad decisions. And it didn’t even take long.

[i]Sniff sniff[/i] went the nose poking into the doorway. The sound wasn’t subtle, turning the heads of both huskies. After that came the reveal of a huge, fluffy brown dog striding in on all fours. He kept his head tilted back, inhaling the perfume the two huskies were putting out. There really was no need for anyone to say anything. One look at the sizable canine was all Echo needed to make her bite her lip and slump back against one of the washing machines. He didn’t wear clothes. The only reason he had to wander in there was that he smelled something he liked.

When they locked eyes, he gave her a subtle smile that had her absolutely gnawing on her lip until it hurt. She slumped down a bit against the machine, which just made him look all bigger as he approached. He was taller than her even on all fours, dipping his head down to her level so he could speak.

“Hey. I’m Lukas. How about you?”

“Ohhhhh ...” was Echo’s response, a pornographic moan that turned plenty of heads. All from a mere introduction.

Lukas just chuckled. “Yeah, I thought so. Both of you, huh? Guess it runs in the family. How about I make that family a little bigger?”

He got a little closer, leaving Echo shrinking down until she fell on her ass, rather heavily at that.

“Oh I really - I shouldn’t - I haven’t even - I mean, I don’t know if I ...”

“Hey, relax. I know how to be gentle. Kind of. Let me get a good sense of what I’m working with.”

He had to lower his head down pretty far, stretching his front paws around her hips in the process. Pushing his muzzle down between her thighs left her squirming just to feel his hot breath on her drenched cunt. He sniffed a few more times, stepping closer, getting his head right under her skirt. Eventually he got his nose pressed right up against her pussy folds so he could huff her scent right from as close to the source as he could get. Echo clutched at his head the whole time, faintly pushing, but not because she didn’t want him exactly there. Just getting sampled like that was enough to get her kicking her legs and whimpering as if in pain, simply trying to deal with how good it felt.

Lukas wasn’t going to stop there. Her panties were visibly soaked through, but he turned them outright translucent with a mere few licks. Those sloppy, slobbery slurps along the curves of her folds had her arching her back and crying out, nearly screaming right in front of all the customers waiting for their spin cycles to end. Some of them watched, others just ignored the big dog eating out someone’s daughter in front of her mother.

It only got wetter with every lick. He got his whole mouth around her sex and slurped her until she had her eyes shut tight and her teeth bared in a soundless growl of absolute delight. She smacked the floor with her palms, dug her toeclaws into it, and strained the washer behind her with how hard she was pushing into it just to bring down the intensity of his tonguing ever so slightly. He tasted her until she was writhing so much it started to look uncomfortable, and withdrew with his muzzle nicely painted in her juices. Once he’d thoroughly slurped those off, he gave her a grin.

“Damn. I’m feeling a little drunk after that. You really haven’t done it before? Been just denying yourself every time you go into a heat like this?”

Echo’s lower lip was quivering. “You - you can just [i]tell?[/i]”

“Yeah. You taste like a virgin. I can change that, though.”

“Really, you two? Can’t you at least take that somewhere private? Around the corner, at least.”

Katya leaned against the wall with her hands tightly folded over her middle. Squeezing them together like that helped her maintain an outward appearance of keeping herself together, even if she was starting to soak her thighs with the sheer excess of lust flowing from her at the sight of the dog teasing her daughter like that. She eventually pulled out her phone again, though there was nothing she actually needed to do with it. Instead, she was just scrolling through apps and pretending to type something so she wouldn’t be tempted to start touching herself right in front of all the other patrons. What would they think, seeing her getting off to the sight of her daughter getting seduced?

“I don’t ... I don’t think I can walk,” Echo finally said once she got some semblance of her bearings.

“That’s alright. I don’t need you to.”

Lukas sat himself down, putting his swelling sheath on full display. Of course Echo had to look. She was staring with a look of awe and perhaps slight dismay when she saw just how thick it was getting. His cock tip had barely even emerged, and it was already as wide around as her fist. She found herself biting her lip hard again, just watching him get stiffer. He licked his chops and throbbed for her, filling out to a hefty, if not fully engorged size. His knot still remained tucked into his sheath, bulging it out but safely out of sight so as not to intimidate the husky too much. He went on once he’d let her have a good, thorough look.

“How about turning over for me though? If I’m going to mount a bitch in heat, we should do it properly, right?’

That was a tall ask when Echo was as good as incapacitated, but the sheer striking quality of his casually spoken words had a way of motivating her. She groaned and whimpered from the effort of picking herself and turning around. Once she was on her belly, her body just seemed to take over. It was pure instinct that had her up on her hands and knees, back straight, tail lifted to give him full access to everything under her skirt. All he needed was a quick gesture of one heavy paw to catch her panties with a claw, dragging them down her thighs to leave them all balled up and drenched in her dripping heat. Once she was completely bare for him, on full offer, he took one more taste.

It was a matter of curling his tongue under the lips of her pussy just to catch all the juices that had glazed over her folds. She rained them down upon him for him to lap up and swallow. Then he gave her one firm lick just to be sure she was making as much noise and turning as many heads as possible. Some of the customers remained disinterested. Others were pretending not to watch even as they struggled to keep themselves from growing indecent in their boxer shorts or panties alike. Lukas didn’t pay them much mind. He wasn’t there to put on a show, he was there to fuck, and anyone who wanted to watch was welcome to.

Echo buckled at first when she felt the big dog climbing onto her back. Lukas made sure not to put too much weight on her, walking his front paws along beside her. He was tall enough that he could completely overtake her entire body, nearly hiding her beneath his fluff and bulk. Eventually, he walked his cock right up against her pussy, giving the first wet stroke along those folds, letting Echo feel just how hard he really was. All for her. That was when she made it clear just how much of a virgin she really was. Just one prod was enough to set her to yelping and whining so pathetically that someone made a move as if to come help her, only to think better of it.

“Hey now. Don’t fuss.” Lukas’ voice was warm, if a bit teasing. “I told you, I’ll take it slow-ish at first. No promises once I really get going. Relax, alright?”

Telling someone to do that didn’t tend to work, but Echo did her best. She swallowed a breath and blinked a few times to get the slight tears out of her eyes. That she was quivering with such need the entire time was exactly the sort of motivation to make her get over it. Lukas was true to his word, at least. He took his time pushing into her, easing an inch inside to let her feel it spreading her out. The hungry, clamping grip he got in response told him all he needed to know. Being careful was one thing, but taking it too slow with that horny girl was akin to torturing her.

She still made plenty of noise all throughout the process of getting stuffed and stretched by a generous slab of dog dick. Yet for as big as he was, he fit so nicely inside her, filling out all her contours, all her most sensitive spots. She couldn’t stop clenching on him. Those muscular contractions were as rapid as they were powerful, milking at him when he was no more than halfway inside of her. He kept going, despite how tight she was, pushing and pushing until she finally let out a shrill sound that was much more concerning. That was where he stopped, at least until she could adjust to his size a little longer.

“How does that feel, finally having someone inside of you?” He leaned right up close to her so he could whisper in her ear, but not before licking it a few times. “I’m going to get you pregnant if we’re not careful, you know. Think you’d look good all swollen with my pups?”

“Unh, [i]goddddd.[/i]” It was like a five-syllable word when she said it like that, stuttering her way through all his teasing while she flexed around his pulsing cock.

That was when Katya couldn’t help but let out a little huff of her own. She’d been glancing their way all throughout the penetration, and just seeing her daughter there, down on her hands and knees with a big dog mounted up behind her was reminding her of some of her own wilder years. Her breathing was coming more heavily, and her pussy was aching so much she felt her legs going numb. She glanced around at the others. They were all watching Lukas and Echo. Nobody was going to notice if she just quickly sucked on the tip of a finger and dipped it down into her pants, to semi-discreetly take care of some of that pent up need.

She probably should have taken her own advice. One [i]schlick[/i] of her puffy cunt was enough to make her whimper nearly as much as Echo herself. The younger husky was still making all sorts of desperate, overwhelmed, even frightened sounds once the big dog started moving. He pushed deep and pulled back, dragging out the motion to really let her feel that [i]schlick[/i] of sex-slick cock sliding out of her. When he had almost pulled right out, he gave her the first real thrust of her life, jolting her body forward with even just a small one. She gasped as if struck and then sank down a little lower on her knees, quivering around his shaft, pumping on it all over again as if to make him cum inside her right that very moment, damn the consequences.

Lukas wasn’t about to go over that easily. He took his time teasing and loosening up the tight husky wrapped around his dick, giving the occasional lick of his chops while he loomed over her pinned and overwhelmed body. Maybe it was just her taste lingering on his lips after eating her out so deeply. Though he did seem to be outright drooling on her at times. His huffing breath once he got into a slow, yet firm rhythm of fucking brought with it repeated raindrops of his saliva pattering on the back of Echo’s head and neck. He only took her faster, harder, deeper, and it was all making his knot start to slide out of its sheath so he could thump it against her folds, just to test.

Every battering ram thud against her pussy sent a shudder through her body. Her arms were quivering with the effort to keep herself in place so she could take his pounding deeper and deeper, but they eventually gave out. She nearly fell right down on her face, but caught herself just in time. Lukas was with her all the way, licking her, slobbering on her, steaming up her senses with his heavy pants every time he fucked her full of dog cock again. Pushing towards her womb, thrusting harder, faster, falling into a steady, controlled rut, he filled her up with so much precum that it was dripping out of her and down to the floor after trailing over his swinging nuts.

“Mmm, that’s it girl. You’re getting so damn tight. Not going to be able to resist knotting your pussy when you’re squeezing on me like that. You really want it, don’t you?”

“Hunnnnnnhh ...” was her best attempt at explaining herself.

It wasn’t that she [i]wanted[/i] to get pregnant, so much as the thought of slowing down and holding back at that point was unthinkable. She refused to even entertain it. Instead, she used the extra leverage she had from lowering her head to push back into him, to slam right back at his knot as if to dare him to tie with her. Her moans were growing more confident too, from the timid whimpers to the more full-bodied sounds of a woman getting a good, deep [i]fucking[/i]. It only encouraged Lukas to go faster, grinding that sopping, dripping pussy hard while he fucked his way towards the big knotting. Katya found herself going faster too.

Where the husky mom had been largely trying to conceal her masturbating until then, she was finding even those lazy laundry day sweatpants to be far too confining. She had to get them down around her thighs so she could have full access to her pussy, and she wasn’t so much fingering as she was full-hand stroking right in front of anyone who happened to look her way. Slopping up her palm with the excess juices of her sheer lust, she kept her eyes trained on the two dogs humping madly just beneath her, watching those powerful haunches going back and forth, stuffing her daughter full of cock. Katya had to admit she was a little proud of just how well Echo was taking it, especially for her supposed first time.

It was only a few more thrusts before Lukas breached that resistance and plunged straight into the depths of the good dog’s needy pussy. She locked around that juicy bulge and held on so tightly that even Lukas found himself slipping a moment, repositioning with his hind paws planted more firmly so he didn’t topple over from the sheer pleasure she was giving him right back. Echo pumped, contracted, soon after started squirting hard on that solid, locked in knot. She made a soaking mess of herself in a gushing, back-arching, half-howling orgasm all around that belly-bulging cock, massaging the big dog’s cock until he simply had no choice but to get her pregnant.

With her that worked up, that deep in her heat, and his cock pointed straight at her womb, breeding her was all but guaranteed from the very first shot of cum. He had so many more to give her after that. Spurting hard, he painted her inside with thick torrents of dog spunk. Filling her, swelling her, sloshing her, warming her from the inside, he left her weakly groaning when she was all squirted out yet still flexing on his cock. He kept going for as long as he wanted, knot wedged inside of her, cock still twitching to shoot out another rope every few seconds after the initial rush ended. He was going to be cumming in her for a good, long while if that tie held in place, and it wasn’t getting any softer.

Katya had seen enough. She watched intently as the dog they’d only just met made her a grandmother. It was obvious even from where she stood, slumped against a vibrating washer, that Lukas just got Echo thoroughly, undoubtedly pregnant. That much cum in a bare, heat-stricken pussy was enough from any species, but even more so from another dog. If anyone wondered what she thought about that, her having almost her whole hand shoved in her cunt, rapidly pumping back and forth was a pretty good indicator. She pleasured herself until she was sinking down to join the two of them, trembling, dripping, pulling tight around her digits on the very edge of release. All she needed were a few more seconds of that, and she would have gone off hard, but something Lukas did gave her pause.

Where before he’d been a gentleman, if a tease, there was something different about the way he was licking Echo’s face in the knot-stuck afterglow. He was really making a mess of her face, and he wasn’t relenting even when she turned away a little, overwhelmed by those canine jaws right in her face. An occasional flash of teeth came with him opening up a little wider, giving her some wetter, hotter slurps. His efforts were so thorough he ended up with his lower jaw under Echo’s chin, and his top teeth sliding along the bridge of her muzzle. What looked like it might have been an especially deep kiss was soon anything but when he pushed forward and went in for a wet, decisive [i]HOMPH[/i] that turned heads once more.

[i]Hmmf?[/i]

Echo could only give a confused sound when she found her whole head enveloped in the mouth of the dog who’d just bred with her. His dick was still wedged inside of her, sometimes still spurting another rope of thick cum, but that didn’t stop him from nibbling along and getting his lips around her throat so he could suck her whole head at once. His was so much bigger than hers. He could easily take just a little more, then a little more still, until she felt the pulse of his throat working near her forehead, swallowing down an excess of saliva he was working up all thanks to her. A little humping, a little grinding while he held her like that made her squirm, but it wasn’t a prelude to another fuck. The rumble of his belly gave her half a moment’s warning before he went in for the first deep, resonating [i]GULP[/i].

[i]Hmmf ...[/i]

Nervousness, maybe objection, or maybe mere submission came from Echo’s muffled mouth. The dog on top of her hardly spared a second after fucking her to start eating her. The husky’s body was stiff, and so was her mother’s. She watched the dog as he so effortlessly gulped down a little more of Echo, pulling her up and into his jaws. The angle was going to make things difficult, but he was already thinking about that. Sometimes he tugged his knot back to test if he could get it out yet, and that just made his prey writhe all the more beneath him, and watching those faint, weakened, uncertain squirms were what eventually got Katya to start fingering herself again.

She kept herself on the edge, touching herself in all the right places to remain right where she was, locked in pleasure. A little rougher and she was going to cum. She couldn’t explain it. As much as she was still aware that people were watching, every moment she spent watching her daughter getting eaten by the big, horny dog was one she felt her pulse through her entire body. Her eyes were trained on the vulgar display Lukas put on, tugging his knot against Echo’s resistance, gulping a little more of her all the while.

With enough effort, he finally managed to dislodge that still-firm knot from within the husky’s deeply creamed cunt. He left her overflowing, splattering his cum down her thighs and onto the floor. There was enough pouring out of her to make a modest puddle beneath them both. Echo was soaked from the base of her tail down to her knees, and all while Lukas’ drool poured down her shoulders. With his cock free of his prey, he was ready to speed things up a little, yanking her back until she fell on her butt so he could push her down his throat from above. Echo squirmed around in the splash of his cum, letting it soak into her naked backside while she gave a few more muffled noises, working her way past his chest.

Lukas stretched his jaws a little more just to give a big, satisfying [i]homph[/i] over her chest. A nice pair of soft husky tits squished nicely against the roof of his mouth while he slipped his tongue farther down her spine. He didn’t linger though. The steady rumble of his belly was all the explanation he needed to provide for his haste. Another solid gulp put some pressure on Echo’s chest, squeezing out another gasp, bringing her to kick her legs involuntarily to bang them against the base of the washer in front of her. The glass on the rattling machine reflected the gluttonous scene of dog devouring dog. Lukas couldn’t help but take a look at himself once he got his mouth over enough of her to pick her right up off the floor.

There she writhed, framed between his impressive teeth, pussy on full display. She was still dripping his cum. Every pulse of his throat squeezed a little more out of her once he started working over her belly and her full womb beneath. That same seed was still working inside her, knocking her up again and again, but it wasn’t going to matter. Another resonant swallow let him slurp his way between her thighs and taste his own hard work, slopping across her pussy folds one last time before they were out of reach. A gulp to get her fine ass in his throat, left him with nothing more than a shapely pair of legs sticking out of his jaws, giving their last feeble kicks before she accepted that she was bound to be his early dinner.

Lukas stretched his hind legs out for support so he could go into a full, arching gulp to finish her off. Maybe he was being a little theatrical. He was good at what he did and he wasn’t afraid to show it. Katya was so close. She was clenching her teeth but forcing herself to keep her eyes open so she could watch those steaming jaws sliding over Echo’s thighs, then her calves, then her paws. It all came to a finish with a particularly wet [i]ulllllp[/i] that left Lukas with his belly sagging down near but not quite touching the floor. He carried that weight with ease, not so much as wobbling when Echo touched down in the bottom of his gut, and in an instant that stomach was loudly churning at the captive meal squirming around beneath the layers keeping her from the outside world.

The well-fed dog gave a stretch, lifting his haunches to crack his spine, then straightened himself out with a shake of his body. His belly wobbled back and forth with every little movement, already gurgling deeply over the contents. One knocked up husky churned away inside him, and her mother was lost in the moaning rise to sheer ecstasy that came with such a forbidden sight. Lukas watched her masturbate for a few more moments, ears perking at those truly messy [i]schlicks[/i] of her fingers pushing in and out of her own pussy. Then he simply lifted a paw and pressed to her shoulder, pushing her down flat on the floor with her pants around her knees.

In an instant, Katya went from nearly cumming to pinned by the dog stuffed full of her daughter. Lukas laid that belly heavily upon her, letting it squish over her own middle and breasts alike. With that much weight atop her, Katya was entirely pinned, though she was far from squirming about it. Instead, she took her fingers from her sex and left herself at a blazing, clenching peak, never quite getting the release she needed. She was far too fascinated by that loudly [i]glorping[/i] gut. Laying her hands upon it, stroking, examining, even squeezing, she tried to get a sense of the solid shape inside, but she couldn’t really make out the details. What she definitely felt were the movements - from little kicks, to shudders, to twitches - of Echo being digested and smothered inside.

She opened her mouth as if to say something, but all that came out was a shriek of a moan when the dog penetrated her. It took a little fumbling when he was so fat with prey inside him, but eventually he got that still-stiff dick down and between her thighs to pick up where she left off. Katya found herself wrapping her arms around the heavy dog while he pushed his slick cock inside of her - still wet with her daughter’s juices. Katya nearly squirted before he was even finished burying himself inside her, but through sheer willpower she held on, even if it felt like she was straining her body half to death by doing so.

A quivering, grinding, humping motion of her hips made it hardly necessary for Lukas to thrust. Yet that was precisely what he did, eventually working her into something of a mating press once her pants were farther down her thighs. He plapped her hard once he was snug between her legs, hardly bothering with anything resembling care. It was pure animal mating, getting himself off with her tight MILF pussy wrapped around his shaft, slamming his knot against her lips.

While he didn’t quite tie with her yet, he used the full power of that solid bulb to slam her and send some generous jiggles through her matronly curves. Her body was all but completely smothered in panting dog, pinned flush to the floor in the middle of that very public laundromat. Even those that had been ignoring the scene couldn’t help glancing over at the noisy scene of Lukas growling and plapping his balls hard against a pretty husky mom’s butt while she yelped and fussed in pleasure. Her heated sex made every stroke louder, and Lukas used all those extra slippery juices to keep himself nice and slick for harder, faster, deeper thumping.

The pressure on his gut had those squirms getting faster for a time, right along with the rising intensity of those gurgles. It all brought something boiling up from within him, until he went from huffing in Katya’s face to loudly, proudly belching. He made sure to meet her eye after he blasted her with that huge, slobbery [i]URRRALP[/i] that left her spattered. Echo’s scent was still on his breath. Her taste was too, drooling from his tongue and into Katya’s open mouth. She seized him tightly, wrapping her legs around him from a double embrace so she could be as close to him as possible. Her words came out as an unhinged scream.

“Oh [i]GOD[/i], breed me!”

Lukas put on a brief grin, as if to tease that he’d already been doing exactly that. Instead, he simply gave a loud, boomy growl, as if he was nothing more than a beast. He definitely fucked like one. Stuffing that dog cunt as hard as his heavy body could, he drove Katya to the brink, with his knot teetering on entry. All it was going to take was one more particularly rough thrust to stretch her out and lock inside of her. He raised his hips and put some strength into that stroke, spreading Katya’s pussy lips wide so he could seal himself within her heated slit and leave her with no choice but to get deeply, thoroughly knocked up by some stranger dog who ate her daughter.

She gushed hard, maybe even harder than Lukas was cumming inside of her. She might have been an older woman, but her heat cycle was in full effect, and that meant all that thick, hot dog cum was hitting her right when she was the most vulnerable. She was getting pregnant right at the very moment her first daughter seemed to expire inside the dog knocking her up. There was no real ceremony about it, but even in the chaos of climax, Katya felt that sudden stillness, the total ceasing of all movement from Echo’s digesting form. The shock of it ensured her pussy was extra tight, flexing out an orgasm on Lukas’ fat knot that milked him of even more cum than he’d given the younger husky.

Lukas humped away with those short, knot-stuck thrusts to keep himself cumming for as long as he possibly could, grinding his flexing nuts against Katya’s ass. She eventually fell to quivering and shaking all over once her orgasm died down and the tingly, dripping afterglow set in. Her body was barely hers to control. She squeezed Lukas with all four limbs a little longer, letting him pant in her face and paint her with his drool, but he too was eventually drained. Settling down with his knotted cock still stuck inside of her, he laid his head alongside her own and laid more weight down on her whole body. She was smothered and sweltering under his body height, but when that meant being closer to him, bathing in his scent, getting marked a little more with every moment she spent tied to him, she wasn’t complaining.

Sometimes she reached down to take some exploratory touches of Lukas’ middle. He didn’t mind. She pushed and prodded a little to see if she could get a reaction from the meat within, from what used to be her daughter, but she didn’t feel any moment. Only the steady vibrations of the big dog’s digestive process. Eventually, she turned instead to rubbing and massaging him to help soothe him on his journey towards digesting all that prey, all that tasty dog meat that was once a pretty virgin named Echo before she got her pussy stuffed and her whole body devoured by a hungry dog. Still, Katya couldn’t help murmur a question, if only to hear the answer for herself.

“... How is she?”

“I mean, she was delicious, if that’s what you mean. As for how she’s doing in there - pretty sure we both felt that. Seems she stopped moving. Or it’s just hard to tell. Won’t be long either way. Not much air in a gut.” Lukas rolled his shoulders, which was sort of like a shrug. “Two litters of pups would have been too much to handle anyway.”

“Ohhh ... you’re probably right,” she said with a sigh, only to snap her eyes open when she remembered who she was waiting for the whole time. “Oh, my husband ...”

“What about him?” Lukas’ eyes reflected amusement.

“Hm. You’re right, doesn’t matter ...” She closed her eyes again and laid back.

Pinned there in the middle of the laundromat, sweaty, steaming, glowing in the aftermath of her breeding with the dog, she relaxed her grip on Lukas’ form so she could slowly slump back and simply accept that she had no choice but to be a bed for the bigger dog to rest and recover on. He pressed his weight down a little more firmly on her, letting her feel the solid lump of meat inside him. Was that still her daughter? She really couldn’t say when it was so indistinct beneath the fat and muscle. It was only going to get less recognizable over time, loudly sloshing and slushing around in the dog’s loudly rumbling stomach.

She was already down one daughter, but her womb was filling with so many more. That thought was enough to lull her into a deep, post-orgasmic state of relaxation, halfway to a nap. She was daydreaming yet still focusing on all the lingering sensations that came with getting used as a pillow by the big strong dog with his cock still deeply jammed inside of her.

They laid together until the machines stopped whirring and people stepped out, walking right past or even over the two of them as appropriate. The dog’s belly slowly shrunk, hardly perceptible to anyone who was still watching. Some still had an eye on him, but it was hard to perceive if he was getting any fatter or his belly was getting any smoother. Just because it was too slow to see didn't mean he wasn’t softening around the middle and turning Echo into pudge.

The owner came by, but he knew better than to bother them. He did take to mopping around them though when Lukas’ knot finally softened and his cock flopped out of her creamed pussy, leaving a splash of cum soaking the floor around them. The rest of the mess could wait until they left. Lukas finally stirred first, yawning and wriggling where he was comfy atop the soft husky. Moving at all got things churning inside him again, and up bubbled another huge, crude belch directed right in Katya’s face, leaving her shielding herself from the humid blast of air. There was still a trace of Echo on his breath, but not much of one.

After that, he rose slowly, hefting all the extra weight padded onto him over the course of his evening nap. There was still plenty more meat to digest, but he was already wearing some small trace of those nutrients as some soft pudge. A quick rub of his sheath against Katya’s thigh got some of the clinging juices off of it, though it did make him twitch for a moment. He thought about another round, standing tall over Katya’s fatigued form, eyeing her stretched cunt overflowing with his seed, but his business there was about done.

With a nod to the owner, he decided he owed the courtesy of finding somewhere else to finish digesting his prey. Katya faintly flitted her eyes open just in time to watch the big-bellied dog taking off, vanishing out the same door with his tail faintly wagging, happily making his way off with her partly digested daughter still inside him. As for her husband, she wasn’t sure what she was going to say to him, or how he was going to respond, but she was going to have to think about it quickly. Her phone was filled with notifications about running late that she never responded to while she was busy with a post-orgasmic snuggle session. All she could think about was how quickly Lukas’ gut had started to shrink and smooth over after such a big meal.

Her husband and Lukas almost walked into each other. He came rushing along, late as usual, just in time to step out of the way of the big fat dog with the swaying, audibly gurgling gut. That didn’t concern him for the moment. He was all about making excuses and giving apologies for being so late - only to find the aftermath of Lukas’ indulgence painted all over his wife, and a conspicuous absence of his daughter. Lukas didn’t bother to look back or listen in on the conversation that followed. That truly wasn’t his problem. He wandered off across the street to enter the park. There was always a good, cozy spot for a nap there, where he wouldn’t be disturbed.

Finding a good spot under a tree, he curled himself up and stretched out with his paws under his chin. The pressure in his gut was lessening with each gurgle, and the euphoria of churning someone to fat was washing over him. His tail wiggled happily as he closed his eyes, finally settling down after all the fun. The sky slowly darkened as he slept, and nobody who walked by disturbed the slumber of the big, predatory dog turning a pretty, precious girl into dogshit. All it took was a few hours of melting Echo before he’d completely claimed her.

Lukas blinked awake in the lamplight. Such a nap might have interrupted the sleeping schedule of anyone else, but Lukas wasn’t worried. He stretched, he yawned, and he slowly picked himself up, feeling that extra padding wobbling. Now he was truly wearing her, though it was hard to truly tell how fat he was under all the fluff. Heavier, for certain. She all used up and there was one thing left to do. Thankfully, he already had a good spot scouted out under a tree.

Being in a public park meant anyone could have come by at any point. He wasn’t even far from the path. Lukas wasn’t concerned with that either. He circled a few times, sniffed the ground just out of instinct, and then squatted with his tail raised and his hind end pointed towards the grass. It was time to give that girl to the soil, and he couldn’t help a small whimper of pleasure once he started pushing. Squeezing out a huge, solid mass of shit took some effort, but it was ever so satisfying.

Those steaming logs came embedded with clumps of ruined, dirtied husky fur and several flecks of broken up bone fragments that tickled a little on the way out, but there certainly wasn’t anything recognizable left of her. No one was going to walk by and say that the growing mound was Echo. He’d eaten her with her clothes mostly still on, and that meant those fabrics had to make their way through his body too. They were far from intact, all tangled up and partly unravelled after soaking in digestive acids for so long, but they weren’t completely dissolved. A wrecked pair of panties and the straps of a bra ended up in the mess along with plenty of threads, and long, dark hairs that had once been atop the pretty young husky’s head.

Lukas carried on shitting her out for a few minutes, panting by the end just from the effort. It left him groaning by the time he was finally done, finishing off with a particularly solid and dry chunk where most of those bone pieces had ended up. When he was done, he stood back up, lifted a hind leg, and took a lengthy piss on it all, hosing down that mountain of dog shit with all the liquid he'd taken from digesting Echo. When he was done, he kicked some dirt on the mess with his back paws before leaving it behind without a second thought, just like he had Katya. The disarray he caused in the families he walked right into was never his problem, nor was the huge mess he left behind after digesting another knot-slut.

Walking away left that extra pudge jiggling generously beneath his fluff with his every step. He wagged his tail happily just to feel so pleasingly plump, even if he knew he was going to have to work it off eventually. There was one good way of doing that. The park was never fully empty at night, and he paced the paths with his nose held high to catch the sight of anyone particularly needy or fertile. All he had to do was give them that certain look and he’d knot-deep in them before long. His sheath twitched a little at the thought as he moved onto his next pursuit, leaving the pile of shit that used to be Echo to steam and cooling on a patch of grass that was about to get a whole lot greener.