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The story requested by the winner of my latest give-away, :iconmarrla: , featuring a nice young corgi girl who gets more than she bargained for when she goes out to her first college party...

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Sasha did her best to keep her curved tail from wagging as she caught sight of the house. There was music coming from it but seemed a bit quiet. Well, she had arrived a bit early, but she'd learned early on in college that being fashionably late could come back to bite her in the rump.

The corgi had faked an illness to get out of most of freshman orientation. She had a bit of a social anxiety issue, or as her mother put it 'too shy for her own good'. The idea of spending days with strangers, trying to introduce herself hundreds of times without stuttering and sputtering, sitting through various presentations and no doubt embarrassing herself by getting lost while being led all over campus seemed like a nightmare, and the young canine's idea had been to arrive fashionably late – two days before lectures started.

She figured she'd ease herself into meeting a whole bunch of new people, starting with her roommate and work her way up, picking the best of the bunch to form her new circle of friends. She realized when she came there that the picking part had already taken place. Cliques and friendships had formed and set, everybody almost desperate to fit in, and by the time she arrived her name might as well have been Whosshe, because that's what she heard whenever she walked by.

That definitely didn't help the corgi girl fit in and her shyness made wedging herself into existing cliques and circles difficult to say the least. But she'd take a real crack at it tonight! The invite was a bit informal – a girl she sat next to in one of her lectures had told her that someone had told her there was this party and that she should come, but Sasha had expected a bit of the too-cool-to-care attitude in college.

She told the girl she'd try to get there if she had time, but wheels had already begun to turn in her head, especially since the girl had hinted most of the guys from the lacrosse team would be attending. The corgi figured that if she could find a cute boyfriend this early in her freshman year, friends could wait…

She gave herself another quick once-over. She'd chosen a burgundy dress that hung from her shoulders by spaghetti straps and wend about half-way down her thigh, because even though she was on the short side she was quite proud of her legs and liked to show them off. Her honey-blonde hair was done up in a single fancy braid, since she had enough to fret about without worrying about messing her hair up. Satisfied she was still looking her best, the anxious canine took one breath to calm herself before knocking on the door.

“Oh hey, glad you could make it, uh…"

“Sasha." The corgi finished the sentence of the guy she was not particularly glad to see, but she was trying to hide the fact from the young man holding the door open.

“Right, right… Well come on in and grab a drink!" he said, friendly enough and apparently oblivious to the fact that the corgi girl wasn't quite thrilled to see him.

And as if seeing Josh at the door wasn't enough, the only other person in the house seemed to be his friend Peter. The thought of meeting hunky athletes had her tail wagging on the way here, and while these two were on the lacrosse team, they were the two she'd hoped to avoid. Not because they were both human, of course, but because both the sophomores had a reputation as being not only meat-head jocks but also bullies. She briefly considered just turning around and leaving, but she felt that would be terribly rude and the canine gal was nothing if not polite and amicable. After all, Josh had seemed hospitable enough, so she'd at least give them a chance and if that failed find some way to excuse herself.

“So, I'm the first one here?" she asked, trying not to look to obvious as she surveyed the place for anyone but these two.

“Yeah, and it looks like you might be the only one. A bunch of people flaked on us at the last moment, and even Mike went off to his girl's place…" the jock complained, guiding her into the living room and putting a bottle in her hand.

“Pussywhipped…" Peter muttered, something Sasha doubted he'd have dared say if the bear in question had been present.

“Oh. So it's just the two of you here?" Sasha asked, subtly scanning the coffee-table for something other than beer or hard liquor before Josh twisted the cap off the bottle in her hand and committed her to whatever brew he'd pushed into her paws.

“Oh shit, that's right! We're forgetting someone. Max! Come out here and say hello!"

Sasha's heart rose briefly since her nose had detected the scent of canine fur clinging to the furniture (a sure sign that only boys lived here) and her heart rose as her floundering dreams of meeting a cute boy tonight seemed to get a second wind. Max turned out to be quite cute, and a canine, but the fact that the chocolate lab was walking around on four legs just put the cherry on the awkward sundae.

The feral dog was much happier to see Sasha than the two-legged corgi was to see him, taking only a few sniffs of her before his nose started drifting towards Sasha's crotch. Knowing all too well what scent Max had caught Sasha plopped herself down on the couch and squeezed her legs together, eager to get her crotch out of range of Max's muzzle. The lab did a quick run around the room, saying hello to his owners, but the flustered corgi knew full well she'd soon be the center of his attention again.

“You know, if you two would rather just call this a night…" she began trying not to squirm as she grasped at some excuse to get out of here.

“Nah, c'mon! We bought a ton of snacks and booze, at least stay for a while and help us put a dent in it…" Peter said, gesturing to a table covered in a wide variety of snacks, all of them in the salty-spicy-junky category. Since the only glasses in sight were shot glasses, Sasha brought the bottle to her lips and took an experimental sip, her ears perking up in surprise at the pleasant taste.

“Mmh, what is this?" she asked, studying the label with a crest and fancy letters.

“Stout." Josh replied, and Sasha found herself taking another sip.

She wasn't much of a drinker and didn't really care for beer, usually sticking to something fruity mixed with wine or a dash of rum. But whatever 'stout' was it had a nice coffee/chocolate taste to it, and the corgi figured since it was only beer she could handle a bottle or maybe two without getting tipsy.

“Damn Sasha, you look real nice when you put some effort into it…" Josh said once the corgi was half-way done with her bottle.

“Thanks, I guess…" she replied. She wasn't sure if they were messing with her or if they were being as nice as these two could get. Maybe they were just kinda crude by nature, and that had been Josh's attempt at an honest compliment. They had been gentlemanly enough to take chairs opposite each other and leave her alone on the couch…

“So, were you hoping to hook up tonight?" Peter asked, the casual question nevertheless leaving the flustered girl speechless.

“I…uh…" she tried to speak, but only got more panicky when she failed. A new low Sasha – alone in a room with two jocks and you still wound up sounding like the stupidest person here…

“Well I guess you still have three males to choose from…" Josh added, flashing corgi something that might have been a smile or a smirk. It took the girl a moment to figure out what he was talking about, and her orange ears flicked down in annoyance the moment she did.

“I think you miscounted…" she said as coldly as she could, but the nuance seemed lost on the jocks.

“Aww come on! Don't tell me Josh and I are out of the running just because we're human?"

“Wha- No that's not what I… neither I nor girls like me have any interest in… with ferals!" she managed to stammer out while the two boys just kept grinning.

“Yeah, but you do occasionally hear of girls like you giving birth to four-legged puppies…" Josh said.

“That's… that's…"

True. Sasha thought, but it was also something no sensible person would bring up in a conversation like this. It was possible, of course, and such a… coupling… would always produce feral offspring, but it almost always happened by accident. Or so the corgi had been led to believe. Even in high-school there had been hushed rumors about this sort of thing – females who lifted their tails for four-legged dogs on purpose!

To make a bad situation worse, Max had used her inattentiveness to join her on the couch. The lab plopped himself down with his forepaws resting on one of Sasha's thighs as he began to sniff and poke his muzzle against her crotch, occasionally trying to push it under the hemline of her dress.

“C-could you take him outside please?" the canine girl stammered out, desperately trying to push the panting dog's head away from… there.

“Don't worry, he's just being friendly." Pete said, and neither male moved to drag the lab away from the distressed corgi.

“I know, but I'd rather not be around a feral dog right now…" the girl said, still desperately trying to protect her virtue from the increasingly amorous Max.

“Don't you like dogs? Don't tell me you're a cat person!" Josh said and the two shared a laugh.

“No, I like them, it's just that I'm…" Sasha bit off the rest of the sentence, but part of her suspected she'd already said too much.

“Holy shit, you're in heat?"

“I'm… it's that time of the month!" the girl almost yelped out, shocked by Peter's use of the most vulgar term for her condition. But the truth was that her young body was quite fertile and busily signaling that to any male with a nose sharp enough to catch it. “Please, just…"

“Okay then. Break the poor boy's heart…" Josh teased but Sasha nevertheless breathed a sigh of relief when he took hold of Max's collar and began to wrestle him off the couch. The dog paid him no heed, just whimpering needily as he tried to squirm away and get back to the source of that smell.

“Oooops!" the young man said, and Sasha wasn't sure if the dog had really broken free or if he'd let him go. But that wasn't the most important thing at the moment. The more pressing concern was that the lab had dived straight between the corgi gal's legs, and by the time the startled girl could press her knees together, Max's head was already between them. He had little trouble from pushing his head further, until Sasha could feel his warm pants against the fabric of her panties and then…

“AaaaAaaahh!" the girl cried out, her hands flying to the top of the lab's head as she tried to pry it away from his prize.

“Ooh, she's loving that Max!" Peter said, grinning as he urged the dog on instead of helping get him out from under Sasha's skirt.

“I'm – Aah!- not!" the corgi squeaked, which was the truth. The sensation of a tongue down there wasn't really unpleasant, but it wasn't enough to change the fact that everything about this was a nightmare!

“Well it sure doesn't look like that. Here…" Josh quipped, pushing his phone in the panicking girl's face. For a second Sasha forgot the dog under her skirts at the sight of the picture the human male had taken. With her muzzle open like that and her hands on Max's head, it was hard to tell if she was pushing the dog away or…

“Ple – ah! – please just… get him away from…" the corgi whimpered, desperately trying to squirm away from the male dog's probing licks.

“Well let's see if we can get him interested in something else…" Josh said, and before Sasha could puzzle out the meaning of his words he'd pulled the straps of her dress down her shoulders and slid it off her chest. The girl cried out in shock as her white-furred breasts were revealed to the two leering jocks, but not the dog who still seemed to prefer keeping his head under her skirt.

“Whoa, the puppy had some nice puppies!" Peter exclaimed and Sasha could hear the sounds of a camera clicking as both males whipped their phones out. After he'd gotten a few shots, Josh got behind her and put his hands under her perky pair, bouncing her firm breasts and teasing the poor canine.

“C'mon boy, want to play with these? Look at this perfect little pair of bitch-titties!"

“I think Max found something even better…" Peter said, leering at the feminine flesh jiggling in his friend's grasp.

“Well, it was worth a shot…" Josh said, taking his hands off Sasha's chest.

Feeling a sudden urge to cover her bosom from the leering males, the corgi girl made the biggest mistake she'd made since she knocked on the front door. Her palms were already flying towards her pert young mounds when she realized that they had been the only thing keeping the dog's muzzle at bay. Without her keeping him away, Max managed to push his muzzle close enough that his nose was rubbing against the corgi's panty-clad clit, the tongue now stroking over her heat-swollen sex pushing the fabric a little bit past her lips.

The girl blushed at the intelligible sound that left her throat once she felt the sensation of the canine tongue assaulting her slit, her thighs closing and serving only to keep the happy dog's head in place as he got a taste of what to him was just a loud but fertile bitch.

“H-hey!" she squeaked out when Peter grabbed the hem of her dress and pulled it up, exposing the dog's head as the oblivious animal continued to try and somehow get past the lacey wrapping to his prize.

“Atta boy Max! Make 'er squeal…"

“G-get him off me! What's wrong with you two!?" the corgi cried out, her chest heaving with rage. Well, mostly with rage, since the lab showed no signs of stopping. She was about to try and get out and make a dash for the door when a phone was once again shoved in her face and Josh began flicking through pictures.

“Look, it's up to you, but from where I'm standing these have 'viral' written all over them. Even if you do get people to believe that you aren't enjoying yourself in any of these, this will be your reputation for the rest of college. But, if you'll be a good girl and give us a nice show, nobody but us will ever see these. So what's it gonna be?" Josh asked, and the corgi felt a panic grip her as she considered his words. He was right, of course, and the thought of the other people on campus seeing this, or even her parents…

“All right! I'll – ngh – do it…"

“You'll do what?" Josh asked, and it took Sasha a moment to realize what he wanted to hear.

“I'll… be a good girl…" the corgi mumbled, shutting her eyes and flicking her large ears down but failing the muffle the chuckle of the two jocks as they savored her surrender.

She opened her eyes a moment later when she felt hands on her right knee, in time to see Peter pulling her legs apart and tugging the panties aside enough to give the two a flash of the pink skin of her now moist slit before Max pushed his muzzle against it. The corgi's hands were now fisted at her sides the girl trying not to squirm as the male dog's tongue did just that, worming it's way past her swollen lips and deeper into her.

Her jaw was clenched but little whimpering noises still made their way out her noise as she tried to tune out the sensations coming from between her legs. The dog wasn't trying to please her, he was just slurping away noisily at her sex, his tongue reaching further inside her than any boy ever had before. Well, Sasha's sexual experience was a little limited, and the corgi had always been too self-conscious to be with a boy while in heat.

“Whoa, look at that. Looks like Max is ready for the main event…" Josh said, and once she'd followed his gaze to between the lab's legs, the canine girl's breath caught in her throat.

“All right Sasha, show us what a good girl you are and lift your tail for your stud…"

“W-wha…" Sasha panted out, the dog's questing tongue making it difficult for the girl to think let alone speak.

“Christ, look at her – she's got that fucked-stupid look and he's barely even licked her!" Pete said while max brought his phone in closer to the action, taking a few more shots of Max dipping his tongue into the corgi's moist slit before the main event started. “C'mon slut, on all fours like a good bitch!"

Sasha felt Peter grab her under her arms and a second later she was almost thrown down on to the floor, landing on her hands and knees. The human males laughed at her and she could feel Max circling around her, quickly finding her sex once again and resuming his licking. The two jocks were behind her and the teary-eyed girl wasn't sure which one of them had hiked her dress up until the whole thing was bunched up around her slim waist, leaving her white and orange tush exposed to three leering males.

She felt her panties being yanked down, and with a startled sob Sasha lowered her tail, desperate to cover herself. How far were these two jerks planning to take this? They've already humiliated her and got their disgusting pictures, couldn't they just let her go? Did they even realize what being in heat really meant and what could happen if…

“Aaah!" the canine girl gasped, the breath getting stuck in her throat when she suddenly felt the weight of a male on her back, Max's forelegs wrapping tight around her waist as the Lab panted above her. Her eyes lost focus and she began to take shallow rapid breaths as a panic like she'd never felt in her life gripped her.

“Holy shit, look at that! She's actually panting!" Pete exclaimed, either not realizing or not caring that the corgi gal was so terrified she was hyperventilating.

“Told ya. Once they go into heat all it takes is the whiff of a male and the 'nice girl' act goes out the window. This is what they're like deep down – panting bitches desperate to lift their tail…" Josh said, and when Sasha turned around to look at her breath caught in her throat at the sight of the jock kneeling on the floor, holding his phone out to film… to film…

“Yeah, except this one's too stupid to even do that right…" she heard Pete say a second before his hand tightened around her tail and the fluffy appendage was yanked out of the way with enough force to make the girl whimper.

Max had been humping all that time, and without anything protecting her rear she could now feel the prods of his tapered cock poking and squirting against her. His thrusts were wild, a few of them coming close enough to her slit that the tip touched on bare skin. One of them went a little too high and tore a sound out of Sasha's throat that she was surprised human ears could hear.

“C'mon boy, you're not gonna give your girl any puppies if you stick it in there…" Pete said and the two shared a laugh while the mention of pups made Sasha's stomach tie up in a knot.

“Here' I'll spread her open and you guide Max in…"

“Yeah, great idea – you get to palm some puppy-pussy while I'm stuck holding Max's junk…"

“Come on, it will be worth it for this show…" Josh replied and Sasha could feel a thumb and finger wedging between her smooth lips before they were lewdly pulled apart. The corgi held her breath, knowing she was on all fours, and completely exposed to a male mounting her. It was now only a matter of time until…

The yelp she'd let out as Max's cock found and immediately conquered her sex was a sound she'd never heard a two-legged dog make. The shock and pain of the bestial penetration had torn it from her throat, and Sasha immediately flicked her ears down in embarrassment as the noise was answered by a chorus of barks and howls from the neighborhood dogs.

“Holy shit, did you hear that? This slut hasn't even been bred and she's already calling every horn-dog out there to come and hump her!"

“Yeah, this bitch's going to have an interesting walk back to her dorm, with every stray and fence-jumper on the prowl for her. Probably wind up taking a few more loads by the time she gets home. Careful not to fall in love Max, this whore's not gonna be happy with taking just one cock…" Pete said, addressing the furiously humping canine as he stepped up in front of the whimpering corgi.

“Get a few shots of her face, I don't wanna miss a second of this…" Josh said, and Sasha knew what he was referring to. She could only imagine what the leering jock was so engrossed with – her pink, delicate lips stretched painfully around a canine cock being pumped into her without any regard for her enjoyment.

Max was bigger than she thought a four-legger would be, but truth be told the only boy Sasha had gone all the way with had been a Jack Russell, and she'd never let him put his knot in her. The terrier had been respectful of her wishes, but she doubted the feral ramming his length into her with the speed and force of a jackhammer would give her the same courtesy. She felt his claws poking into her sides even through her fur as he pulled her back against his pumping crotch and even if the two humans grew a conscience in the next few seconds she doubted they would be able to pull the rutting Lab off her.

“Aww yeah, she's looking real pretty now. Tongue out, eyes blank – a real bitch getting what she needs! Fuck, even her little puppy-titties are swinging…" Peter said and Sasha knew it was true.

The dog was rutting her with such force that her whole body was shaking, her cheeks rippling with every pump of the feral canine's hips as the corgi girl did everything she could just to keep the male from knocking her over. She found herself trying to focus on the pain, the stinging sensation of her delicate sex being forced to stretch around the shaft and the rough jabs of the tapered tip against her cervix. It was preferable to the other sensations starting to creep up from between her legs.

She knew the male on her back wasn't doing this out of cruelty. He'd smelled she was fertile the moment she'd walked in, and when he saw his chance he'd mounted her and started doing what came naturally. There was nothing but wild abandon in his behavior, an animal blissfully happy letting his base instincts guide him. She might have had an easier time bearing such a coupling if it wasn't for the two taunting males leering at her and saying such hurtful things, capturing her shame on camera.

“Man, you should see how pretty her pussy looks stretched around Max. That knot's going to wreck her though. Hey, where're you going? You're gonna miss this!" Josh asked, while Peter rummaged around somewhere in the hallway.

“Don't worry, just getting this…" he said, and Sasha's heart sank a little further at the sight of what the young man was proudly holding up. They couldn't possibly mean to…

“Oh fuck, can't believe we almost forgot that! Well come on, put it on the little bitch…" Josh said with a laugh and Pete did just that, getting on his knees and not caring for the tears in the corgi's eyes as he fastened a leather collar around her neck, picking up the attached leash once he was done.

“There you go girl. This is Max's old collar but I'm sure he won't mind you borrowing it. Heck, you can wear it home if you like…"

“Nah, he's going to give her something better as soon as he's tied to this tight little slit." Josh said, and Sasha whimpered at his words. Her lips were already bruised form the canine knot slamming against them and occasionally spreading them just a little as the lab tried to force himself in.

“Aaaaahh! Y-you can't…" the canine girl tried to tell them they couldn't let him tie with her, hoping to plead for just that little favor, but the moment she opened her muzzle she could no longer suppress the shrieks and squeals Max's rutting was forcing her to make. Back at home when she went into heat and the urges got to the point that she had to take care of them she'd stuff a pillow in her muzzle, too self-conscious of the noises coming from her throat.

Her breath caught in her throat, silencing another near-feral yelp when she saw Peter unzip his fly and fish out his rock-hard shaft. She thought at first that he was going to masturbate to the sight of a four-legged dog breeding her, but realized he had a different idea when he took hold of her leash and brought his shaft forward. The sight of the bulbous head approaching her lips was enough for Sasha to close her muzzle shut, which prompted the young male to swat her nose with the stiff length.

“Come on girl, you know the deal – you either be a good bitch and lick this bone, or we put the video Josh is shooting online and make you a star…" he said, and the young corgi blinked away tears as she reluctantly parted her lips.

The increasingly savage fucking Max was giving her was making her let out noises a feral bitch would have been embarrassed off, and part of her was almost grateful when she felt the blunt head of the human's shaft slide across her tongue, the corgi closing her muzzle around the warm member immediately to muffle the noises.

“There's a good little bitch! Now remember, I don't want to feel teeth no matter what Max does to you, or I'll make sure you regret it more than I do…" he said, petting her head as if she really was a common dog.

While Peter pushed the rest of his cock into her muzzle, Sasha tried not to gag as the tip almost reached the back of her throat despite the length of her mouth. Or maybe it was the knowledge that she was on all fours, mounted from both sides and leashed like a four-legged bitch. The only article of clothing still on her was the pretty dress now bunched up around her waist, covering nothing and getting torn by the claws of the lab hammering away at her sex.

She was sure that by now even human ears could pick up the wet sounds of their mating. She could feel the lab leaking like a broken faucet within her sex, but she dreaded to think of how much of those juices were her own. She knew her body was starting to respond this now that she'd gotten used to the size and the vigor of Max's thrusting, and that only shame and despair were keeping her from actually enjoying the vigorous rutting.

She realized then and there why she'd heard those gossipy stories about canine women giving birth to ferals. She could imagine a female spending lonely hours at home with a beloved pet, curiosity about the taboo act building until one night things go a little too far. She could now imagine how such a woman might end up crying her four-legged lover's name as she came around him, getting so carried away that she made the mistake of letting him mount when she was fertile…

She let out another yelp, but it was muffled by the cock pushing her tongue down as it slid in and out of her muzzle. That was a particularly hard thrust, and Max was obviously testing to see if she was wet and stretched enough for him to push his knot in. Sasha suspected she was, feeling her flesh part distressingly around the hard bulge before it was yanked back. If Max had the sense to just push she knew he would have tied her already, but he was an animal acting on instinct that told him to just keep thrusting.

“Come on girl, smile for the camera…" Peter said and the corgi opened her eyes and looked up, her heart sinking when she spotted Pete's phone filming her face as he pumped his shaft in and out of her muzzle. “Josh, how's it look back there? Is she gonna let him in or what?"

“She's playing hard to get, but it's gonna happen soon. He's already getting about half-way in. Come on Max, give your girl what she needs…"

The encouraging words didn't seem to reach the pumping canine, but they made Sasha whimper around the shaft pistoning in and out of her muzzle. She knew he was right. She no longer felt as stretched by the cock rutting her velvety sex, her ears telling her just how slippery she was back there. Instead of bumping against her lips the knot was sliding a little further past them on each thrust, almost but not quite deep enough for them to close around it.

The corgi's chest began to heave with panic, knowing that the feral dog would make her a mother in a matter of seconds, ensuring she walked out of here bearing his pups. The rush of adrenaline seemed to make time slow down until she could feel each individual thrust of the rutting male. Each time she felt her petals wrap painfully around a rock-hard bulge of canine flesh, she wondered if this would be it – the one thrust that seals her sex and her fate.

It took Max about a dozen more humps until Sasha felt the sting of the stretching blossom very briefly into a searing pain, as the swollen knot was pushed against her with enough force to go past the widest point. There was a brief sensation of relief as the lump slid further in, her lips tightening around the much slimmer base of the dog's shaft as he kept on tugging.

But the knot ballooned up almost instantly, the corgi's eyes going wide as she experienced the sensation for the first time. This wasn't how it was supposed to happen! She wanted her first tie to be with a male whose pups she wanted to bear! A rumbling came from the canine chest resting on her back as Max kept up tugging, enjoying the sensation of a warm, slick sex wrapping tight around every inch of his cock.

“And he's in! Fuck, I can't believe this little pussy actually took that monster! Wait till you see her little cunt straining around it." Josh said, obviously still enthusiastically filming her defilement.

“Atta boy Max! She's yours now, so pump some puppies into that bitch!" Pete cheered the dog on, all the while humping the stricken corgi's muzzle.

The dog didn't need any urging, every tug of his trapped cock sending a jolt of pain through Sasha's body until a new and even worse sensation jointed it. She could feel the tip of Max's cock nudging against her cervix, a perfect fit since that part of the male anatomy was pretty much the same between ferals and bipeds. It ensured that the first jet of Labrador cum traveling along the throbbing length was deposited directly into the whimpering corgi's fertile womb, followed soon by another and another as the lab on her back seeded her and made her his bitch.

As Max's happy panting filled her ears, Sasha found herself growing strangely detached from the scene. She supposed she was stunned by it all. Less than an hour ago she was happily making her way to a party and now she was on all fours, freshly bred by a dog still pumping her full of his seed. She felt almost like it was happening to someone else, to some silly girl who forgot everything she was ever taught and allowed herself to be put in this position. Never mind the fact that it was her womb swelling up with every pulse of canine spunk, or her back bearing the weight of the male tied with her.

“Hey, you think she's doing okay?" a voice came into Sasha's mind and it took a few moments for her to recognize it as Josh's.

“Let's check…" came a reply from in front of her and the corgi could feel the human cock being pulled from her muzzle. She almost regretted Peter had done it since she immediately started panting and couldn't seem to get herself to stop.

“Fuck Max, I think you broke her!" Josh laughed as the oblivious dog kept pumping his unwilling bitch full.

“Nah, this is what they're really like. All that shit about walking on two legs, wearing clothes… fucking college! But all it took was for Max to mount her for the slut to act like the dumb bitch she really is…"

Sasha tried to think of something to say, to protest the outrageous insults, but after everything she'd been through her brain seemed sluggish. She felt the human's cock smack against her muzzle, and before she could speak up and say something to the laughing pair the shaft was once again pushed past her lips, silencing her before she'd even said a word.

The cock served to muffle a cry as the dog on her back shifted, jumping off and tugging on the trapped shaft as the canine cock spun around inside her until she and Max were back to back. It was a relief to no longer feel his weight on her or his paws digging into her sides, but somehow this position was profoundly humiliating, and as if on cue she caught the sight of Josh getting up and making sure he filmed them from every angle.

“That's it. Now just be a good little bitch and suck that bone while Max finishes breeding you."

“Ngh, you think he's still shooting?" Peter said, gripping Sasha's leash tight as he began to properly rut her muzzle.

“Definitely. Check out his sack twitching. This little puppy's gonna be a mess when he's done."

“Ugh, speaking of… which…" Peter grunted, pushing himself until Sasha's nose was pressed flat against the hair on his crotch.

The corgi almost choked when the first spurt of human spunk shot down her throat, desperately trying to pull off the erupting cock. Josh must have noticed that since the next thing she felt was his hand on the back of her head, keeping Peter inside her muzzle as he emptied himself. She closed her eyes shut and forced herself to swallow the human's slimy load, since her only other choice was to suffocate on it.

“Aww, the bitch was thirsty. Guess we forgot to bring her a water bowl…" Josh mocked her, moving his hand from the back of Sasha's head and instead rubbing her throat up and down, the way one would do to make a feral dog swallow a pill.

“Yeah, can't suck worth a damn but at least she swallows…" Peter said, pulling his glistening shaft from her mouth, wiping it on her muzzle before slipping it back into his pants. “You think she came?"

“Don't think so. I guess we better take care of that. If we let her go back home horny she'll probably wind up lifting her tail for every stray from here to the dorm."

Sasha was still trying to get past the bitter taste of Pete's cum on her tongue when Josh went back to kneel behind her. She looked back, worried what they might do to her next until she felt his hand trail along her fluffy belly and stop once it reached the top of her sex. Every muscle in her lower body tensed up as the human's finger's brushed over her clit, the tiny nub sticking out slightly from its hiding place at above her distended lips. She couldn't stifle the strange, shaky whine that left her muzzle when the human began to stroke the nub, his touch pressing the base of her clit against the knot still throbbing within her.

“There we go. Just relax girl, and we'll have you cumming around that doggy-dick before you know it!"

The human began to rub her clit with surprising skill and vigor, and to the corgi's disgust she realized her body was responding to the touch. She knew human hearing was nowhere near as keen as hers, so she hoped they couldn't pick up the sounds she knew she was failing to muffle. And throughout Josh's assault on her pleasure-buzzer, Max's cock remained firmly inside her, the dog still shooting a few thin spurts into her overstuffed sex.

The warm, steely length locked in her tunnel made things worse for the pup, since the human's rubbing was making her walls pulse and caress the length buried in her slit. The better it felt, the more disgusted the corgi felt with herself, knowing that if she came the two leering assholes would only laugh at her and continue to degrade her. But she was too tired to fight it, and the best Sasha could do was to clench her jaw to stop herself from crying out, hoping Josh wouldn't notice the way her distended mound was twitching as she came around the piece of canine meat buried deeper inside her than any male had ever been.

“That's a good girl!" he said, patting her furry rump and giving it a grope while the corgi hung her head in shame. Max had murred happily throughout her climax, but once it was done the dog gave a tug on their tie, making Sasha cry out as her rear was pulled back by the male still stuck in her.

“Hehe, look at that – she doesn't want to let him go!" Peter laughed, although there was nothing Sasha wanted more than for this to be over. She was just about to tell him that when Max gave another tug and forced a yelp out her muzzle instead.

“C'mon, open that puppy-pussy up. I wanna get sure I get the money-shot." Josh said, and a second later Peter joined him behind her. Sasha wasn't sure what he'd meant, but got the meaning when she felt fingers roughly pry her lips open, stretching her painfully as the dog began to pull his still swollen knot from her sex.

“Holy shit, look at her stretch! Can't believe this little thing had that inside her!" she heard Pete say and his incredulous tone made the corgi shudder, her mind conjuring an image of her delicate sex forced to stretch almost to the point of tearing around a throbbing red ball of canine meat. Peter's fingers continued to dig into the sensitive flesh of her lips as he did his best to spread the slick petals even further, practically digging Max's knot out of Sasha's slit. When the thing was at its widest point the canine girl felt a thin stream of watery canine spunk squirt from her sex now that the seal was loosening.

“Shit, that almost got me in the face!"

“Close your mouth, numb-nuts!" Josh laughed, stopping only when the knot slipped out and her sex let out another gush of canine seed. Without anything keeping him tied to her Max stepped away, his entire length sliding out past Sasha's sore lips, a torrent of warm puppy-batter pouring out of her once the tip slipped out.

“Fuck me, good thing we don't have a carpet!" Pete said, and Sasha blushed as the two gawked at both her gaping slit and the mess still dripping from it to pool on the hardwood floor.

“Shit, hold this, I can't take it anymore!" She heard Josh say, but didn't realize what he meant until she heard the sound of a zipper being undone.

“You're seriously gonna try and follow Max? Think she'll feel anything after having that monster stuck in her?" Pete said, and Sasha winced at his description of the Lab's cock, dreading what her little pink slit must look like after having that knot forced into it.

“Like I give a fuck. She got hers, and so did you and Max. You think I'm gonna stay high and dry?" Josh said and the corgi winced as she felt a blunt cock being pushed slowly past her messy lips.

“That's because you wanted to be Steven-fucking-Spielberg. Hey that gives me an idea. Quick, give me your phone!"

“Are you crazy? I'm not gonna miss filming this!" Josh said, dragging his cockhead up and down along the crease of Sasha's slit. The corgi winced at how sore and sensitive her privates were, but also shuddered at just how small the human male felt after the stretching Max gave her.

“Here, take mine, you'll see…" Peter said, and once the two exchanged phones rushed over to the wide-screen TV in front of Sasha and began fiddling with something.

The canine gal couldn't pay any more attention since Josh had chosen that moment to push himself into her. She hung her head in shame at the squelching noise his cock made as it pushed out some more of Max's cum from her. The worst part was that she knew that was only the excess – the stuff that couldn't fit into her womb after the canine had filled it to the brim.

“Fuck, Max really stretched her out. The bitch could probably take a stallion now and not even blink." He said, and Sasha felt him pull his entire shaft out of her. She experienced a brief flash of relief, thinking that she'd finally be allowed to go home.

“There we go!" Peter said, and the two hooted in approval of whatever he did.

“Holy shit, its movie time. Come on girl, take a look!" Josh said, and when Sasha failed to comply he gripped her leash and yanked her head up. The sight on the huge screen was more painful than that, the corgi's eyes going wide at the sight of her white and orange rump, and the massive red cock jabbing at the bare pink patch in the middle of it.

“Who's that girl? Huh, who's that slutty little bitch?" Peter teased, the tears forming in Sasha's eyes failing to blur out the sight of her own sex being prodded and finally speared by the Lab on her back.

“Hey, aren't these bitches supposed to howl when they cum? I tweaked her nub off and barely got a peep out of her…" Josh complained, running one hand over the corgi's fluffy cheek before giving it a good, hard squeeze.

“Okay, let's see if we can get her to do it. Here, give me the phone…" Peter said, taking the device form Josh before putting his hand under Sasha's chin and dragging her muzzle up so that she was facing the camera. Meanwhile the corgi felt Josh grip the base of her tail and use his thumb to spread one of her cheeks.

“C'mon girl, howl for the camera. Give us a nice 'Awoo!'…" the sniggering male said, but at his point the corgi would have done anything in the hopes that she would be allowed to leave. Clueless as she was, she had no idea that Josh was even then aiming his cum-slicked cock at the pink pucker twitching just under her fluffy tail.

“A-a-awooOOOOOOO!" the canine female began in a shaky voice, her throat opening up in a full on howl at the same time her pucker was forced open around Josh's cock. The two laughed noisily, Peter making sure he caught the expression on her face before he handed the camera back to Josh.

“Ahhh fuck, at least this is still nice and tight!" Josh grunted as he pushed a few more inches up the corgi's ass. The canine felt like her tail-hole was burning as the callous male claimed a virginity she'd never really intended of losing. The male mounting her rump didn't care, yanking back on her tail as he forced the rest of himself in and drawing another humiliating yelp form the poor corgi.

“Aww, what's the matter girl, you don't like a cock up that pretty little ass of yours? Well you just watch this little movie, see how much this good little bitch is enjoying her breeding…" he said, yanking on Sasha's leash after the girl hung her head down, trying to escape the sight of the Lab's cock spreading her delicate sex.

Once her head had been pulled up she found she couldn't take her eyes off the screen, her mouth hanging open as she watched out of an almost morbid curiosity. She couldn't believe how big Max was and how wide his shaft was stretching her pink lips as he pistoned it in and out. She found it hard to focus on both the pain of her rear being rutted and the sight before her as Max's knot swelled and almost eclipsed the sight of her straining slit.

As bad as Josh's thrusting was, it wasn't the reason the corgi's stomach was tying in knots. The human had made sure to occasionally catch more than just the close-up of the action, and parts of the video clearly showed Sasha down on her hands and knees under the humping chocolate lab. And the worst part was that she looked like she was loving the whole thing! If she didn't know any better she would have sworn this was one of those depraved females she'd heard about who got a thrill out of raising their tail for a feral dog.

She figured she could have explained puppies way somehow – maybe that she was attacked and bred by force by a stray dog in some alley. But nobody seeing this would believe she was being forced, even people who knew her as a nice, shy girl. Her life would be over – she would be a pariah, a living breathing scandal and the only way she could make a living would be making more videos like this one.

“Ungh, fuck! I'm gonna cream this tight little puppy-butt!" Josh groaned behind her, bringing Sasha's attention back to the present, and the steely length pumping her poor pucker.

“Short fuse?" Peter teased.

“Hey, after watching you three get off I'm –ungh! - lucky I made it this far. Brace yourself bitch…" he said, and his next thrust almost pushed Sasha over.

She'd though he'd been pummeling her with all his strength before but only realized how wrong she was when the smooth shaft started to piston in and out of her with such force that she couldn't even cry out, her breath driven out of her by the savage fucking. Despite the thick fur covering her rump she could feel the painful slaps of the human's body against her cheeks, his hand still fisted around her tail as he pumped her rear-end.

“Ahg, fuck!" he heard a growl form behind her just before Josh gave a thrust that knocked her over, although not far enough that his throbbing cock slipped out from her clenching pucker. She whimpered as her tail was yanked on until the human's shaft was once again deeply buried, the steely length twitching as it flooded her sore rump with the male's spunk. “Fuck, there's a good puppy!" he said, the small relief Sasha felt from her tail being released evaporating as Josh's hand landed on her cheek, the sharp spank making her pucker tighten around the length still oozing cum in her abused hole.

“Now there's a well-bred little bitch…" Peter commented as his roommate pulled his softening shaft from Sasha, the corgi desperately clenching her pucker closed but not in time to stop little dribble of the young man's cum from leaking out the abused orifice.

“Yeah, look at her – she's out of it…" Josh replied, and Sasha knew he was right. The exhaustion, drink, fear and humiliation had taken a lot out of her and she was only dimly aware of the human male wiping his cock on her fluffy rump, or the sight of Max trying to force his knot in her still playing on the large screen in front of her.

“Yeah, it'd be cruel to send her back to the dorm like this. Let's just plop her down on the couch for the night." Peter said, his voice sounding distant to Sasha as she felt herself drifting off.

“Okay, but let's put some of Max's old blankets down. This bitch will be leaking all night."

“You want me to put Max out in the yard?"

“Nah, looks like it's gonna be a cold night. Let him stay here, maybe he'd like to snuggle up to his puppy-momma…" Josh said and the corgi barely heard their laughter. Her rear was still in the air, both holes sore and messy while her chest was flat on the ground, her pert teats pressed against the hardwood floor. Her eyes were pointed up and the canine girl's final sight before she drifted off was Max' knot stretching her lips wide before sinking in, a scene that kept replaying itself even after her eyes closed and she fell asleep.