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The kennel was filled with dogs, their barking and calls filled the air in greeting as Softie walked along the cages with his eyes flicking back and forth. He hadn’t known what to expect when he’d been called to interview for the open position at the Sunset Kennel, but he had expected friendlier looking dogs. In his mind, he had thought they’d be friendly terriers or perhaps highly bred companion dogs, but what met his eyes were powerful healthy animals that glowed with good health. They were sleek furred from deep russet red to midnight black, each of them standing higher than his thigh as they yelped and jumped, tails wagging in their broad open kennels. They looked a bit like German Shepherds, but there was something more muscular about them. Their chests were deeper and their paws larger, making the human watch them rather than the lean coyote leading him along the walkway.

It was odd seeing the anthro in the kennel, most anthros seemed to prefer to keep away from their feral cousins, but the coyote had introduced himself as the owners son and seemed to be quite comfortable around the barking animals. Softie didn’t know what to expect, he just knew that this was his last chance of work if he were going to keep himself from losing his home. He had come to the end of his ropes, he had done any job that came his way in an effort to keep himself afloat, but it really wasn’t enough. This was the last chance he had at actually putting things together, an ad that he had spotted on the board at school. It had been hidden under half a hundred other fliers, offering a position at a local kennel for someone that didn’t mind hard work and long hours.

WANTED: KENNEL WORKER

FULL TIME

NO EXPERIENCE NECESSARY

HUMAN ONLY

PAID ABOVE MINIMUM WAGE

The last hadn’t been something that he had been taken aback about, after all, humans were often wanted to work before anthros for many reasons, especially around animals. Except this kennel was run by anthros, why would they want a human here? Perhaps they’d had trouble with the last anthro they hired, after all, the prey animals tended to be uncomfortable around predators. He glanced back at the large dogs again and shivered a little, he could easily see just how it could be intimidating to work with such massive creatures. He had grown up with dogs, he didn’t find them that intimidating as long as they were well trained. And if the pay was above minimum wage well… the job might even be enjoyable.

“Third one this week.” A rough voice made him jump a little as another coyote padded out, his fur ragged with strange striping that ran along his back. “You going to bolt now that you’ve seen the lot?”

He was definitely older than the first one, rangier with a long tapered muzzle and a pair of broad ears that twitched backwards slightly. He was dressed in a neat set of pants and a loose shirt, the thick brush of his tail hung down behind him as the pale amber eyes pinned Softie in place. There was something exotic about the faint stripe patterns, especially along the line of his eyes. The coyote that had led him tipped his head amiably and simply moved out of the room without a word, going towards the barking dogs to shush them.

“N-no, though they’re bigger than I thought, they’re still dogs.” Softie answered, letting a smile travel along his soft lips. “You can call me Softie, I go to school at the university, I saw your ad-“

“And thought you’d come up here and pet dogs to get a paycheck?” The coyote asked, lifting a brow. “The last girl that came up thought it was a dog walking job.”

“I didn’t think that, s-sir.” Softie flicked his eyes down. “I can clean a kennel and groom dogs, not professionally, but with a little help I could. I can walk them and feed them, I can be here early.”

“Huh.” The coyote snorted and twitched his ears up. “I’m Silas. These dogs are my life, I won’t have anyone working here that will abuse them or think they can have a lazy job of it. I want them well cared for here, which is why I agreed to hire on a new person.”

“Are they well trained?” Softie asked, trying not to fidget under the bright eyes studying him.

“Better trained than you are, I reckon, but I knew I’d get no one up here that knew the job I needed filled.” Silas gestured, beckoning him closer. “I want you to understand that this is an audition, I don’t mind on the job training, but I won’t have someone here that can’t perform as needed.”

“I understand, did you want me clean a kennel?” Softie asked as he moved closer, the coyote drawing him into a side room and away from the barking dogs. “Or work a few shifts so you can see how I get on?”

“I have plenty of folks to clean the kennel. Most of my children work here and a few of the grand-pups.” Silas answered. “What we need is a companion for the studs, which is where you come in.”

“L-like just keep them company?” Silas stammered as the coyote led him out into a longer building that was well lit from broad windows that let in the sun.

There were more dogs here, but the kennels were larger and more elaborate than the ones in the former room. At a glance, it was easy to see that the dogs found in this room were something special compared to the front of the place. They were filled out and moved with an easy grace. They didn’t bark or jump at the cage doors, but wagged their tails with ears pricking up high on their head. Their coats were brushed until they were glossy smooth looking, rippling along the powerful bodies that were moving back and forth eagerly. Each one had a house and a name plate on the front of their cage that looked permanent, showing they weren’t likely animals that were meant to be sold. One in particular had a rather lavish set up, complete with an elevated bed and a private run that led outside.

“Obviously if that was the case I would have hired the girl that came here,” Silas answered with a snort. “No, you’re going to clean and scrub, but you’ll be also their company. Most of the studs don’t get a bitch more than twice a year, and I prefer to keep my males well primed, which is your job. You’ll take care of them and when they’ve a mind to, you’ll be behaving as their substitute bitch.”

“W-w-what?!” Softie stumbled over the words, feeling as if he were going slightly mad as he puzzled out what was being said.

“You heard me.” Silas gave him a look. “This is an audition, you want the job, you’ll give the dogs what they need. I’m not payin’ another lazy hand to do the bare minimum around here.”

The human’s cheeks burned a hot red, he couldn’t stop them from flushing as the coyote went towards the pen that was a bit more elaborate. The dog in the kennel was nearly entirely black except for a russet color that ran along his muzzle and down the line of his chest. He was peering up at his owner intently with the eager attention that most dogs showed their owners, but the human wasn’t thinking about that. He was thinking about the fact that the man had outright told him he was going to be the dog’s bitch, all the dogs’ bitch. He had to be misunderstanding something here, he had come here just to work at the kennel, that was it, he was missing something, he just had to figure out what before he made himself look like an idiot. Maybe anthros just had different terminology, or he was being told he was going to be the dogs’ bitch meaning he would be made to work hard for them. He struggled with an explanation as the coyote gave an impatient look at him.

“I don’t t-think I’m understanding what you’re saying.” He finally said, and watched as the slender muzzle parted in a sinful smile that stretched corner to corner.

“Don’t worry, you’re auditioning, you’re gonna understand real quick.” Silas tilted his head to one side. “Strip down, boy! You’re not going to be their bitch with your pants on!”

Softie could only gape at him, not sure that he was quite hearing what he thought he was, but there was no other explanation he could manage when he was given such a command. He just stared at the coyote who padded towards him with the utmost confidence in his stride, almost swaggering as he advanced.

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Nearly an hour later and Softie realized that Silas meant exactly what he had said about stripping down, because the coyote had taken matters into his own hands. He had been stripped of his clothes, though he had tried to protest the coyote helping be pulled out of his clothing, and humiliated to find himself standing nude in the kennel. He would have left, he should have left, he was prepared to storm out with an angry retort, but what was he going to do? He had no other hope for a job. If he had one he would have left, but the money called to him as he was forced to stand nude and shivering while the coyote looked him over. He was given the same look as a dog someone was thinking of buying and it made his cheeks go hot a red as the anthro walked around him. The pale eyes were flashing a little bit as a paw suddenly slapped right against his ass and made him yelp out.

“Not bad, not bad at all, I’m sure the dogs will like you quite a bit.” Silas said with a flick of his tail behind him. “Can’t have an anthro workin’ with them, they know animal scent and even if we walk on two legs, we’re just enough like animals that they know a male from a female. A human, well, get the scent right and the dogs think they’ve got themselves a funny little bitch, no problem.”

“I.. I don’t think this is legal.” Softie was breathing faster as the coyote padded to the wall and picked up a soft looking leather leash and a few leather straps. “For me to do th-that with a dog.”

“Get knotted by a dog ya mean?” Silas barked a laugh. “Well, not particularly illegal, but four hundred a week isn’t something to sneeze about, is it?”

Softie felt dizzy as his heart was pounding in his ears before the coyote reached over and grabbed his neck and gave a push that put his back against the wall. He didn’t struggle, but his eyes widened as the dominant anthro easily looped the leather leash around his neck and pulled it down tightly. The paw pushed against his chest firmly to keep him in place as he was handled with little regard as to his personal space or his protests. Leather straps were wrapped around his hips and snugged down tightly so he couldn’t wriggle free, making more alarm grow as the paws moved him about as if he had no mind of his own.

Smaller straps traveled down between the thicker belts that wrapped around his hips and chest, almost like a harness. The leash remained taut so that he couldn’t wriggle free or away. He wanted to say no, he should have said no, the very idea that was being suggested was humiliating and quite likely illegal, but his predicament kept him still as the touches pulled against the edges of his hips and there was a little pull and yank that turned him about. The paw roughly slapped his rump cheek, a firm slap that made him yelp out in a high pitched squeal that earned a laugh from the coyote who was attending him. The fingers moved to spread against his rump and gave a squeeze, kneading firmly against him so he whined out and tried to pull away.

“Not bad, not bad at all.” Silas drawled out and finished with a light pat against his rump. “Lean forward, now, I can’t have you going in there smelling like a human.”

“You really mean this..” Softie’s mouth felt dry as he spoke, coming to terms with the fact that the coyote was well and truly serious about what he was going to do.

The coyote didn’t answer him, instead, he was pushed forward and forced to brace himself right against the wall, fingers slightly splayed as his ass was pulled away from the wall. His legs were kicked open with an easy sweep of the leg, splaying them open wide to set him off balance. His cheeks were throbbing in time with his heart beat, the flush traveled all the way down towards his chest as the coyote handled him with powerful gripping paws. He was forced to feel the fingers that teased against the line of his ass and parted one cheek as the coyote stepped backwards. He turned his eyes to the wall and did his best to ignore the sensation of playful touches running against him, the caresses trailed down towards the inner thighs.

It didn’t remain playful for long, instead the fingers spread his rump cheeks firmly before there was the sound of something being uncapped behind him. He flinched a little and glanced back, but he couldn’t see anything behind him. The only clue when something was spilled down right along the line of his ass that was cool and syrupy feeling. He jumped forward with a short cry and tried to squirm away, but Silas only let out a barking laugh and pushed him tighter against the wall. The wet stuff trickled right between his ass cheeks, spilling down lower until it was sliding right between the back of his balls and covered his puckered anal ring. There was a sudden outburst from the dogs behind him, the high pitched yelps and whines echoed in his ears as the wetness covered the inside of his thighs.

The paw worked against him firmly, rubbing right between the swell of his rump cheeks and curled firmly upwards to give a stroke and tease back and forth. He slathered the wetness forward with a casual touch that made him stifle a protesting sound. The liquid was slippery feeling and clung to him as the stroke moved back and forth lightly, mostly concentrating on his pucker in a disturbing manner that had him twisting his head back to look at the coyote. The canine’s eyes were lidded a little bit, unfocused looking as the paw ran down and the other male let out a snort and laugh. His tongue lolled out in a lupine looking smile, eyes twinkling slightly with mischief before the hand moved back.

“Well, can’t help myself, does smell rather nice, but the dogs really love the scent of a nice bitch.” Silas said and pulled Softie back from the wall before giving a slight turn that spun him towards the elaborate kennel. “Ready for your audtion?”

“N-no, I think maybe I’m not really s-suited to this.” Softie stammered, squirming in place while he was given a firm push that edged him towards the kennel. Dante, that was the dog’s name, and he was peering out eagerly with his low tail wagging rapidly back and forth.

“One way to find out.” The coyote answered, refusing to give him any hope of breaking free as he was given another nudge. “You’ve gotten this far, after all.”

Softie tried to stammer out a protest, an argument, something, but it was falling apart as he stared down at the large dog watching him. The powerfully built animal was padding in front of the cage as he was kept close to the coyote so that the older male could reach over to undo the latch. The human couldn’t turn his eyes away from the sight of the male that sat down with an eager whine, the nose twitching and huffing eagerly. The tongue flicked out with a rush of dark pink as Silas gave him a push forward, the hip bumped against his own firmly so that he was stumbling past the cage door and herded into the kennel. He could feel the lubricant coating the crease of his ass, the messy spill of it ran down along the edges.

He could faintly smell something earthy, he didn’t know what it was, but it filled his nose as he was given a push right into the kennel. The coyote handled him firmly, as if he had done this a hundred times before, making Softie squirm and twist about uncomfortably as the large dog pranced around him. The back was level with his thigh, pushing against him and bumping about as the dog whined out eagerly and snuffled against his hip. He tried to jump forward, scrabbling to one side as the coyote let out a murmured greeting towards the dog, ruffling his ears while the other hand remained firm on the small of his back so he couldn’t bolt away.

The dog was snuffling and the cold nose was pushing against him, darting this way and that with firm little slides as it was offset with the hot puffs of breath that hit against him. The fur caressed his upper hip as the dog pushed around him, letting out a low growl in his throat as Softie scrabbled backwards a few inches. He didn’t get far, the dog was shoving a nose around him, making him push up against Silas, not caring that he was naked as the hot breath puffed out against his ass. The cold brushed against the smooth skin before he was grabbed firmly and Silas let out a low laugh when he wriggled about.

“Oh come now, wiggle worm, don’t go trying to back out now.” The coyote admonished. “Dante, now stop that, you’ll get him soon enough!”

The last was spoken to the dog as the hot breath hit against his ass, the huff spreading over the edges and he was pushed down towards his ground. The coyote swept his leg out easily, making him topple in a controlled fall that pushed the dog’s nose right against his ass. For a brief moment he felt a hot breath against his pucker before the dog was pushed back by his master. The human let out a whining cry under his breath while the hold clutched him tightly and refused to let him go. The hanging buckles and D rings that bounced against the leather of his harness were pulled up and only then did he realize that there was more to the kennel than a simple home for a dog. He barely caught sight of everything around him before a hot wet tongue pushed out and swept right beneath his balls.

“AHHH!” He jerked forward while the grip of the harness yanked backwards, pulling him to his hands and knees.

There were silver chains hanging from O rings set into the cement, solid and wicked looking that were pulled up and clipped onto his harness. The heavy weight of them were clicked into place, holding him down to the ground so he couldn’t possibly get up. His knees were pushed down hard as one of the chains was linked up to his collar, pulling his head down towards the ground while the coyote forced his ass to remain up in the air. Up in the air, and feeling the hot heavy breath of the dog hammering against him with eruptions of hot breath. The tongue pushed upwards with a sudden slathering of wetness that pushed between his legs and up towards his balls. Softie felt his cheeks burning hotly as the animal’s tongue pushed up again, the snuffling breaths coming out faster.

The harsh thick musk of male dog filled the air as he tried to writhe out of the bonds, the movements barely able to do more than jangle the chains around him before he was forced to go still again. He let out a short high pitched call while the coyote’s hands gripped his hips and kept his ass up in the air while he was examined. The wet trail of saliva coated along his ass while he jerked his eyes back to look at the heavy bodied dog behind him. It wasn’t a joke, none of this was a joke, there was no denying the fact that the dog was interested. The hips were angled forward slightly and giving a little thrust forward that showed off the glistening violet-red cock tip that was sliding out from the low slung sheath.

The tongue pushed up behind his balls and he gave a twist backwards, yanking against the restraints harder, trying to break his way free while the tongue rolled upwards with a drag. His balls were made to sway back and forth, bouncing as the tongue pushed upwards with a drag right along his pucker. It was hot feeling, humiliating while he watched as the sheath began to fill out further, the inches of the shaft pushed into view as the dog let out a low growl and tipped his ears back eagerly. He didn’t seem to understand that he was looking at another male, he didn’t seem to think anything at all about the human he was offered except as a possible bitch. The human twisted about as a rough paw lifted and yanked against the line of his hip, the dog’s head pushed along his ass with a low eager whine.

He wasn’t able to do anything to get away as he felt the weight pushing upwards, the head slid along the line of his back, putting weight down against him. He couldn’t do anything to get free as the dog eagerly surged forward and shoved up against the line of his ass. The chains drew the leather straps tight, his chest was painfully shoved down against the floor as the massive animal jumped up onto him. The forelegs scrabbled to either side to catch hold, the blunt claws left welts against him as they caught against his bare skin and the heavy furred chest slid up along the small of his back. He gave a writhing twist, trying to break his way free as the muzzle pushed along the small of his back and the paws grabbed his chest. He felt the hot slimy jab of the boned cock against his ass as the dog shifted and prance stepped in place, rocking back and forth.

It was a shock, one that had him jerking forward in an attempt to writhe free, but the paws only grabbed him harder while the puffing breath hit against him. The hold of the paws pinned him in place while the cock tip suddenly jabbed forward against the crease of her ass. It slipped downwards and ran towards the exposed pucker, his ass cheeks parting to wrap along the cock tip that jabbed roughly forward. The paws yanked backwards with a sudden drive that hit hard against the narrow opening that made his eyes open, bulging slightly with a wild cry as the glassy smooth length forced its way into his passage.

His inner walls clamped down tightly, clutching along the spire while it forced its way in deeper by the moment. It was too much too fast, he let out a shrill cry as the powerful hips snapped forward and drove the tip deep inside of his ass and sent out a watery spray. The base was soon edging towards his spread pucker before there was a rough yank backwards. The heavy paws clutched him, dragging against his hips and pulled him backwards, straining against the restraints as the glassy smooth length pulled out with a lewd wet noise. The splatter of precum hit the inside of his thighs messily, causing him to swallow a groan before the next thrust forward.

It was forcing him open wider and wider, straining the walls to hug tightly around the boned length that jabbed the tip in deeper. The heavy furred body was caressing against his back, rocking and his fingers were balled up tightly as the thick base shoved forward and he let out a ragged cry. The sound was ripped from his throat before the hips drew backwards again with a slippery spill of precum and the thick bitch scent that was covering him. He felt his stomach tensing up while he braced himself for the next thrust forward that hit against her. There was a drive that forced his ass up higher in the air while he heard the sound of flesh on flesh, the knot hitting against him as he felt his body straining open wider.

Softie felt as if he were about to be ripped open while the drive forward pushed his taut anal ring in on itself while he scrabbled forward slightly. The next yank backwards pulled him further onto the cock, making his breathing come in a little hitch. He felt the watery precum spilling out into him, thick dribbles falling deeper into his body while he squeezed his eyes shut. His cheek was shoved roughly against the ground as he was forcefed the cock time and again, making sure that he was overly filled with the glistening violet-red cock. The base began to stretch and spread his tight muscle wider, thinning it down by the moment with a jab that pushed the tip deeper into his stomach.

He shrilled out, his entire back tensing up while the base began to stretch him open wider, the knot was sinking home with a driving thrust. Precum began to spill out with a hot stream that flooded in deeper before the base slammed home with a wet popping noise. His walls were stretched open wide, swelling open wider and wider before Dante yanked backwards with a jerk of his powerful hips. He let out a ragged noise, squealing before the knot pulled free with a wet noise, the length slurped out of her with a rush of wetness as his hips immediately snapped forward against him.

There was no pause, no attempt to ease him into the next thrust before the press that slammed the cock deeper inside of his body, the knot being swallowed into his tight passage. His walls immediately started to clamp down tightly along the length, caressing with a smooth stroke that pulled along the base to pop free, the cock nearly dropping all the way out of him. The next thrust forward was wild and powerful, feeding the glistening length back into his body, glutting his passage until it was swollen with the quivering length. The belly pushed down against his back, the hips were snapping forward with short jerks that forced the swollen bulb right against his pucker before it was forced open wide.

His internal walls began to clutch down and squeeze, molding around the length as his breathing came in short heavy bursts. The powerful contractions worked along the dog’s cock as he whined and growled out eagerly. The hips were jerking forward again, the powerful driving thrusts rocked him forward, nearly throwing him into his face as the dog popped the knot back out with a lewd wet noise. It didn’t take long before it sank into him again and stretched his body obscenely wide, making him jerk his hips forward as the paws flexed along his stomach and gave another jerking pull backwards.

The balls slapped against his own, they were soft and furred while they rubbed against him intimately before the jerk backwards yanked against the knot. His pucker was swollen with the throbbing dog cock, feeling as it began to swell open wider and wider. It was spreading him just that much wider and the tip was rubbing deep inside of his stomach as he cried out. The sound was muffled as the rapid strokes jerked against him with a flurry of near rabid thrusts that yanked and pulled against the knot. It didn’t yank free, it just barely stirred back and forth by the powerful jabs forward. He was pinned, trapped and the knot was growing with each throb and twitch, keeping him pried open as wide as it could possibly go.

He felt like he were about to be split open as the hips shoved forward, the chest was pressed against his back as the hot breath hit against the nape of his neck as Dante stiffened up along his back. Softie whined out breathlessly, the sound more animalistic than human, as he felt the furry balls starting to tense up before the dog cock began to twitch and quiver inside of him. The first hot stream of watery dog cum poured out of him in a rush, flushing through his body as rope after rope ran into his body. He twisted and turned about, squirming in place as the weight kept him pinned down in place. He couldn’t think, couldn’t do anything but tremble in place as rope after rope of dog cum poured into his body.

It was pushing through him as the dog shifted and hunched his back slightly, the knot was tightly gripped by his ass as the movement pulled back a little bit and yanked on the taut joining. Softie’s body clamped down tightly and squeezed, suckling along the cock as the dribbling cum pushed in deeper and he felt the hot breath rushing against the nape of his neck as the dog lifted his head. The paws loosened on his waste and the human yelped out as the dog yanked back and tested the tight joining. Softie’s ass was pulled backwards with the movement, helpless to do anything to stop it while his cheeks burned a hot deep red in humiliation.

“Well now, that wasn’t so hard, was it?” Silas drawled out, the coyote’s voice thick with satisfaction. “Mmm well, maybe it was hard for you, but you did a good job boy. A top rated bitch.”

“Nnf.. d-did he have to knot me..” Softie whined out and shivered as a warm gush of the seed was flung into his passage, the body shifted over him.

The paws slipped over his sides and moved off of him as the dog dismounted, but there was no getting away as long as the knot was pushed inside of him. The hind leg was flung up and over his ass as Dante moved to stand ass to ass, his tail wagging happily as the big dog’s balls were pushed right up against his ass, warm and soft feeling. Softie was able to feel the small pulses that splattered deep inside of his forcibly opened passage. It was slippery and wet feeling, so terribly wrong to have an animal doing this as he was bound and shaking.

“Of course he did, a dog has to tie to get off.” Silas stood up with a grunt and a sly smile. “You’ll do just fine, boy, I have no doubt you’re going to fit in here real nice.”

Before the human could answer, an envelope was tossed down in front of him with a rather loud thud. He didn’t have to ask what was in it, he could see the green edge of money peeping out of it. More money than he had been expecting, enough money to help get him on his feet. All he had to do was behave as the kennel bitch for the dogs that wanted to use him. All it would cost him would be his pride. It was worth it. At least, that’s what he tried to tell himself.

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The Kennel paid well, something that Softie appreciated as after his first week he had gotten his check and it had been enough to keep hi m fed and a house over his head. The fact that he was earning his money being a bitch to a kennel full of studs wasn’t lost on him, but what else was he supposed to do? Silas was happy to give him an excess of money to attend to the animals, and it wasn’t simply behaving as their bitch, he also cleaned and walked them. He attended no other dogs except the studs. He would have welcomed taking care of any of the other dogs, but the coyote was firm. He wanted to make sure that he was well known to all six of the dogs.

_It wouldn’t be as bad if I were at least allowed to wear clothes most of the time. _ He thought, feeling the cool caress of the air on his naked skin. He had been told that he was not allowed wearing clothes when he worked inside, not even his boxers.

Softie walked down the line of the cages and tried his best to keep his eyes down as a few of the dogs barked and yelped out at him eagerly. Their tails were already wagging, just as they had started from the moment he had appeared at the end of the hall. The human’s cheeks flushed red as he swallowed down a breath as he went directly towards the end of the hall where there was a set of trunks and a coiled hose he could use to wash down the concrete floors. Most of the things gathered were designed to take care of the dogs. Collars and leashes, shovels and straw for the dog houses, brushes and a tub to bathe the dogs in, but not all of it was for the dogs care. At least, not in that way.

Each day that he arrived Silas would have things laid out for him to use in order to pleasure the studs. One day it was just a collar with his name on it that he had been forced to wear all day, but other days it could be quite involved, such as large intricate harnesses or new ways to get the dogs to want to fuck him, such as new scents. It was his job to make sure that each of the studs was well and truly taken care of, no matter what that meant, or how degrading that he might find it. His cheeks went warm, his breathing came slightly faster and turned into a slight hitch in his throat as he looked over what was brought out today.

Today was a first, a toy was seated out, one that was shaped quite like the dogs that he was made to service and was accompanied by a large bottle of lubricant tucked near it. He had no doubt that the lube was meant to make him smell like a bitch, but that didn’t give him any real comfort as he saw the size of the toy seated on the closed trunk. It was even colored a vibrant violet red, making sure that there was no mistaking the fact that it was supposed to be a feral dog’s cock. He flinched a little bit and looked towards the dogs, unsure exactly what this was supposed to be for, perhaps a warm up?

“Are you just going to stare at it?” A familiar voice called out and Softie nearly jumped out of his skin as Silas’ son, Luke, padded out with a flick of his thick furred tail. “You’d better be grateful for a warm-up before you go into Skully’s cage.”

“Skully..” Softie trailed off an felt his heart suddenly run faster as he glanced towards one of the elaborate kennels. “I.. I thought he was being bred.”

The dog mentioned was a pure rust-red color, his body as impressive as the rest of his kind, but he stood out in one important way. He was well endowed. It normally wasn’t something he would think that people would find something to talk about, but there was no doubt that he was larger than most of the dogs. The bitches he was set too were all older, able to be stretched more or he would be milked for his cum so they could artificially inseminate the younger bitches. It was easy to see that he was large given the fact his sheath was almost always showing the tip of his outsized cock, the fat flesh wobbled with every movement the dog made.

“Change of plans, can’t let him get pent up, so time to do your job, little bitch.” Luke said with a smile that showed his teeth. “Go on, get yerself lubed up, I don’t want you slacking. My old man will get upset if you end up broken.”

“I can’t take him!” Softie protested, his ears and cheeks going dark red. “Be serious!”

“I’m being serious, go on, get that toy all wet so we can get a move on.” Luke gave a sly smile as he spoke, making Softie feel as if he were being set up.

He didn’t have much of a choice, but his eyes remained on Skully, his heart pounding in his chest as he imagined just what it would be like to have the dog trying to fill him. He had already been a part of the conversations on what sort of bitches they used with him to make sure the younger ones didn’t freak out. Softie’s cheeks remained red as he moved about and picked up the large toy in one hand and the bottle in the other. It didn’t surprise him that when he uncapped the bottle that it was thick with the scent of bitch heat. He was growing used to it, even somewhat aroused by it, as it was almost clinging to him to the point that he always smelled vaguely like a dog in heat.

The toy was thick around the base, quite realistically made to look like a dog’s cock, but heavier and thicker. He knew the easiest way was going to set it on the trunk and use it as a brace, but it was undignified in the extreme. He put the suctioning base to press right against the trunk and pushed down with a shove that made sure it was solidly in place. The lubricant was thick and heavy, meant to stay in place rather than make a mess, so it was easy to tip the bottle over and squirt it out along the tip of the dildo. It clung against the thing, looking almost like precum as Softie began to squeeze more out, sending thick droplets rolling downwards towards the obscenely large base.

Even as he began to cover the thing, hoping that it would be enough that he’d be able to impale himself with more ease than he thought it was going to take, there was a touch behind him. Soft thick leather wrapped around his throat while he started to jump a little bit. The feel of it tightened around his throat and squeezed firmly, making his entire body go tense as Luke moved behind him with a low laugh. The coyote’s thick fur was soft against him as the collar was pulled on and buckled into place, the same sort of collar that all of the females wore around here. They did everything they could to reinforce the fact that he wasn’t in control of himself anymore and he was just another one of the bitches in the kennel.

He squirted more of the lubricant out than he planned as the clip of a leash was attached right to the line of his throat. The squeeze of leather was starting to grow familiar as Luke moved to curl a paw right along the line of his hip and turned him about. The coyote’s smile was sinful looking as Softie did his best not to meet the pale amber eyes, his cheeks were dark red as he was given a little push back. He bumped the edge of the trunk as the large anthro loomed above him and kept one paw wrapped round the leash so that it was held slightly taut where it wouldn’t slip free. The light pull and hold kept him under control as Luke’s tongue flicked out and ran along his muzzle.

“Go on, get yourself started and I’ll give ya something to distract yourself.” Luke said with a little edge of a growl to his voice.

“I don’t need a distraction..” Softie trailed off as he was given another push down, his ass dropping down towards the trunk.

He tried to prevent the push that dropped him lower, his ass bumped against the edge of the lubricated toy and he squirmed in place. He knew better than to fight against the command, the more he protested the more his paycheck would suffer. He let out a breath, puffing it out while he felt the tip pushing right up against the crease of his ass before he pushed backwards with a little bit of a rock and slide, smearing the scent of bitch onto himself as he did it. It was coated so thickly that there was no risk he would rub it free, but the more lubricant the better for him, at least that’s what he was learning here.

The toy bowed slightly as it caught right against his pucker with a forceful shove that made him yelp out in shock when it pushed him open. He writhed and squirmed in place, the twisting movement arching his back slightly while the wet stiff material began to shove itself into his body thanks to his own weight. His internal walls started to clamp down tightly, squeezing and gripping along the length instinctively. The paw on his shoulder pressed down tightly as he let out a ragged sound, the noise bursting free with short pants while more and more of the thick toy was stuffed into his passage. The wet dribble of lubricant was pushed down towards the base while he let out a breathy whine.

It wasn’t quite as bad as a knot, but it was still hard while his back arched slightly and his legs splayed open wider to try and make some room. As he pushed another few inches down onto the toy, his internal muscles worked along the toy. He tensed himself up, his breathing coming faster as he worked himself further down the toy, his anal ring spreading open wider. The paws on his shoulder moved, cupping just under his chin as he heard a zipper being undone and snapped his eyes open to find himself looking right at the loins of the large coyote that was being spread open. The flap was opened up wide to show the pale creamy fur along his lower belly. The flash of it making him jerk his head back.

“What are you d-doing?” Softie asked, his voice coming a little faster while the touch slid down the length of his chin.

“Giving you something to think about other than trying to stuff it in.” Luke answered and pushed his pants open to show his fat sheath and the glimpse of slimy cock flesh. “Think of it as a kindness.”

Softie couldn’t manage to answer with anything, his tongue felt stilled as he was pushed down further along the length and even more of the cock delved into his ass. The taut anal ring was straining wider, gaping wider around the length that was pushing deeper into his belly. His head was tilted back as Luke stepped forward and used his other hand to pull his sheath down to flash his large glistening cock right in front of the human’s nose. Softie flinched a little bit, pulling backwards, but the grip under his chin flexed firmly and pulled him forward with a little yank. He was unsettled and dropped down too fast on the toy stretching his ass, making his mouth open with a yelping cry as the tip dug itself deeper into his belly.

He felt himself gaping wide, the force dropping him faster so that the thicker points of the toy stuffed itself into him with a powerful drive that filled his bowels. His passage was straining wide, feeling every inch that was shifting inside of him while his head was pulled forward and his lips were soon forcibly pulled up close towards the exposed length. It was glistening wetly, the precum thicker on the anthro than on the dogs. It was wet and slippery looking, almost slimy, before there was a sudden shove forward that kissed right against his lower lip. He jerked back a bit, but the grip on his chin held him in place while the boned length twitched a little bit and became thicker.

“Go on, use that mouth, it’ll keep your mind on something else.” Luke commanded in a rough toned voice. “After all, I’m just trying to help you do your duties properly.”

The hold of the fingers curled against his cheeks and squeezed, forcing his jaws to open up so that the glassy smooth cock tip pushed forward and slipped between his lips. The salty sweet taste of precum filled his taste buds as he tried to squirm backwards to evade the touch. His breathing came a bit faster, the hot heavy bursts through his nose as his entire maw was filled with thick cock flesh. He pulled backwards, trying to get away, but Luke moved his paw to curl around the back of Softie’s head and gave a pull, forcing the human to slide more of the heavy flesh into his mouth. He was almost choking on it, his breathing was ragged and short while he twisted his head to one side.

He was pulled onto the cock, the inches were being forced into his maw and right along his tongue, swallowing along the slippery length. It was thick and heavy, pinning down against his tongue as the hips gave a thrust forward that began to glut his mouth even more on the animalistic shaft. The salty precum spilled outwards, hot and streaming along the back of his throat so that he felt as if he were choking on it. All of it worked to distract him as he was pushed down further onto the thick base of the toy. It was straining him open wider and wider, the pain making his breath catch in his throat before he was allowed to pull upwards off of it, trying to relieve the pressure.

Moving upwards only helped to swallow more of Luke’s cock as the coyote let out a low groaning sound of pleasure. The hips worked against him, thrusting forward and then pulling backwards again. The short pump taunting him and forcing him to swallow down a rush of the thick precum that was spreading through his throat. He lavished his tongue out with powerful strokes and twisted about slightly and let out a whimpering call low in his throat. He pulled backwards and impaled himself on the well lubricated toy, squelching it in deeper into his ass that was straining the walls open to the point that he felt as if he were about to tear as the base began to force itself open wider. He swallowed down around the thick cock in his mouth and moved upwards again, gulping down as Luke forced more of the length into his maw.

The wet slippery spill of wetness pushed out along his bottom lip, the messy spill of it decorating his smooth skin while he balled his fists up and whimpered out. He swung his tongue around while a thick rush of precum pushed out and Luke let out an appreciative growl before thrusting upwards again, deliberately working his length deeper into the tender warm mouth. Softie moved his hands up to cup against the furred hips, bracing himself before he dropped down a bit further onto the toy, driving downwards as he stretched himself around the toy. The wet lubricant was squelching out from the sheer tightness of his body, leaving him shaking slightly in place, his breathing turning into short gasps before the next thrust drove into his mouth.

Inch after thick hot inch was forced onto his tongue and stuffed into his throat, glutting it and making it stretch until he was choking out rough noises. He couldn’t quite get out any real noises, he was helplessly pinned in place while he pulled back just a little bit. The wet strands of his saliva clung along the glassy smooth girth, his breathing turned short and ragged, trying to catch it before he was pushed back down onto the thick toy again. Luke’s hands moved to grip his shoulders, taking more control of him as he was forced to swallow all the way down the anthro’s cock, splaying and stretching around the bulbous tip. He gulped and suckled against it, squeezing his eyes shut before rocking back down against the toy again.

“Fuck, that’s a good little bitch..” Luke drawled out with a growl of pleasure, his hips drawing backwards before giving a firm thrust forward.

He was forcibly impaled all the way up to the knot against his lips and then it began to stretch into his maw, the toy was pushing further up along his ass. It was starting to ache faintly as his walls closed down tightly. He was struggling to hold the thing as it worked the lubricant through him with each movement that rolled along his hips. He dropped his weight again, splaying his anal ring open as wide as it could possibly go. It was stretching him open wide, the aching feeling blending into the background as he noisily slurped along the length plunging into him. The next driving thrust forced the bulb at the base into his lips and pried his jaw open wide, making the ache form along the edges of his jaw.

Softie whimpered out, tasting the messy spill of arousal spilling down along the back of his throat and oozing down lower. His breathing was coming faster, panting out a little bit before pulling backwards along the cock and pushed forward again. The length was twitching and driving in deep, the churned mixture of his saliva and precum were spilling down along his chin. He was breathing too rapidly, his ears turning dark red as the knot was pushed into his maw and pinned his tongue down in place. He writhed it about before the coyote jerked backwards again. The grip on his shoulders became a bit harder, pushing down against him so that he was forcibly impaled on the thing. The widest point stretching him open as he balled his fingers up into Luke’s fur.

The thrusts were sharp, driving in deep, forcing the narrow tip all the way into the back of his throat. He was struggling with the length, caressing it with a squeezing pull as the knot became thicker. It didn’t take much to catch it inside of his maw, it was prying him open wide as his stomach twisted slightly and he tried to pull backwards. He squeezed down into the fur, shuddering a little bit as the boned cock began to rub a bit more firmly inside of his maw and throat. It was driven deep inside of his throat, making him swallow and suckle down around the length. The powerful movements drawing along the spire, pulling back against the knot that kept his mouth forcibly parted open.

The precum was rushing down along the back of his throat, his breathing came out a little faster as he arched backwards. There was no getting free while he was pushed down onto the large toy. He was stretched open wide, gaping around the thing that was pushed right into his rump and made him cry out raggedly in reaction before the coyote snarled out. The hips gave a jab forward naturally, the little thrust forward sent out a hot stream of cum that poured out of the tip and rushed out in a hot thick rivulet of wetness. He was forced to swallow it, gripping around the swollen bulge of the knot as rope after rope of the stuff poured into his throat. His entire body tensed up and arched, jerking backwards slightly before another rush of creamy seed poured down his throat.

“Nnnf, that’s a good girl..” Luke mocked him, making sure he was well and truly impaled on the toy beneath him. “You’re going to be just perfect for Skully, he hasn’t had a bitch in far too long.”

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Skully was just as impressive in person as rumor, something that Softie found out as he was forced into the kennel with the massive dog. From the moment he set foot in the kennel, he found out that the stud wasn’t like the rest of the dogs he had attended. They had mostly sniffed his ass and mounted him with no real work up, but the dog didn’t make an attempt, instead he moved forward with a low growl the moment Softie stepped in. The lips immediately uncurled with a low thick snarl, showing every last tooth that made Softie blanche slightly and try to stumble backwards where Luke was watching with an idle smile on his face.

“H-He’s not interested! Let me out!” Softie said, his voice breaking a little bit as he stared down at the white teeth that were being flashed at him menacingly. “I don’t want to be hurt!”

“Get down, he doesn’t like bitches to be higher than him.” Luke advised with a barking laugh. “You don’t want him getting angry that you think you’re more dominant.”

Skully snapped his teeth, not enough to bite him, but enough to make Softie scrabble back and drop down onto all fours in an attempt to placate the heavy bodied stud. The dog’s ears flicked up and the growl became softer, but it didn’t end all together as he padded forward with a confident step. The fat sheath wobbled under him, terrifying large and unable to hold the thick looking tip that was already hanging out. The creature was easily twice as thick as most dogs, every inch of it too big to even think about taking and Softie dropped himself down close to the ground with a thrill of fear while the nose brushed against his back and sent out a hot wave of breath.

“That’s a good little bitch! Know your place and you’ll be just fine.” Luke said and didn’t move away, he kept watching with bright interested eyes.

There was nothing else Softie could do except to drop down as close as he could go to the ground while the dog padded around him closely. The low growl echoed in his throat as he seemed to be sizing the human up. It made him flinch a little bit while the large paws came in close and there was a nip right against his shoulder. He started to raise himself up, but the moment he did he was greeted with another warning snarl and he had to prostrate himself back on the ground again. His heart began to beat faster, the beating against his chest had him tense and ready to bolt while the low growl kept growing. He didn’t dare move as the dog stepped beside him.

His eyes were dragged to the obscenely large sheath swinging back and forth along the underside of the belly. The glistening tip was showing a flash of slimy wetness that was dribbling down towards the ground as the huffing breath rang in his ears. The nose shoved up along the line of his back and pushed downwards, huffing as the dog’s claws bit roughly against him. The cold pad of the nose shoved against him at times, jabbing this way and that before the claws ran down along his back. He tried to jump forward, squirming to get away, but the dog snarled at him and dug the blunt claws right down along the back and swept down roughly.

He went still, shaking slightly as his fingers curled up and he shuddered in place while the muzzle pushed down towards the curve of the ass. The hot breath was erupting out in a rush before the hot broad tongue pushed out roughly. It was a sampling touch, exploring the curve of his ass with dabs and curls upwards. He couldn’t get away from it, he was trapped and terrified as the massive dog pushed his tongue down and briefly shoved right beneath his balls. He half expected the teeth to sink in, but the dog only let out a fierce rumble and lifted his head upwards. The paws didn’t so much as grab him as slam him down against the ground.

“AHH!” Softie struggled but Skully growled low in his throat in warning as the weight dropped down against him, pinning him in place.

“That’s a boy, Skully, no need to worry we’ll be rough on you for this one.” Luke encouraged the dog without a hint of being taken aback by the rough treatment. “Make her yours!”

The dog hauled himself up with a yank against his hips, the paw pads were rough and sandpaper like as they scraped against him. He scrabbled and hooked the paws against his stomach, hauling him backwards before he could get up and the low slung sheath slapped against his ass. It was rough and careless, the heavy muzzle opened up and suddenly grabbed the nape of his neck before squeezing down with the teeth gripping threateningly against him. The jaws were large enough to engulf either side of his neck as the dog jabbed his hips forward. The cock wasn’t fully out, just the tip bounced against him roughly before there was the sound of laughter and paw pads.

Luke was leaving now that he was pinned, it was something to be grateful for, but it hardly made the situation any better as he whined out. He sounded like a real animal when he made that noise, but he was half terrified that Skully was going to do real damage. The slimy dog cock shoved up against the crease of his ass. It was bouncing and shoving this way and that, pushing roughly against him and grinding back and forth with enough force that he was letting out a ragged noise. He tried to throw his weight all the way to one side, but it didn’t do any good. The dog hunched his back up and stuffed forward with a rough jab, wild shove that pushed the exposed fat cock tip right up against his pucker and pushed roughly forward.

It caught right against his pucker and pried it open with a rough thrust that rocked entirely through his body. He felt his walls stretching open wider and wider, the gaping stretch made him squeal out loudly as the dog just barely entered him, but it was a brutal thrust as the tongue lolled out against his gripped neck. The panting breath came in faster as the cock tip edged outwards, pushing from the tip and shoving into the narrow passage with a few inches that just barely delved into his well lubricated body. His walls were gaping wider and wider, but the dog went still above him, the stomach tensing up a little bit.

He didn’t know what it was at first, he just knew that something suddenly erupted from the cock tip and sent out a stream of hot wet fluid. He jerked forward with a yelp of shock, for a confused moment he thought that the dog was cumming already. He was baffled and almost relieved, but it soon became apparent it wasn’t cum, it was too watery and hot feeling as it spilled out into his body. The hot acrid scent of dog filled his nose, flooding his senses until he could barely think. He was choking on it and he realized that the dog wasn’t trying to cum in him, it was pissing inside of him! The hot golden fluid was pouring into him in hot streams that were spreading deeper into his belly, burning hot as he shuddered in place.

He tried to pull away with a yelping cry, feeling a spill of the piss running down behind his balls in a stream as his breathing came out in short heavy puffs. His chest tightened a little bit in reaction as he was marked in the fall of wetness running down him while the dog growled above him and gave a few hot huffing sounds. The hips gave another short thrust forward, the hips pumping lightly as he began to feel the weight of the cock driving into him with enough force that it squelched out the mixture of lubricant and piss together. The human squeezed his eyes shut and whimpered low in his throat before the dog’s paws yanked him up roughly, the hold on his neck pulled his head up with a rough snarl before the hips snapped downwards.

The dog cock hardened and began to plunge into him, the swollen flesh swelled him open wider and wider, forcibly opening him up by the moment as his breathing came in a little hitch in his breath. He couldn’t get away, the paws were yanking him back as the stomach arched and another thrust sank the glistening smooth cock deeper into his body. His inner walls started to clench down and squeeze, caressing along the spire that was working itself in deeper by the moment. It was too thick, every throb filled the boned cock and made it swell wider, roughly driving into him until he felt himself being pushed to his limits, his stomach weighed down.

The hips jerked backwards, nearly slipping out with a splatter of fluid spilled out of him in a rush that ran down towards the inside of his thighs before the dog snapped forward. The next thrust hammered home with enough force that he was nearly knocked to the ground, the base was opening up and splitting him as the internal walls suckled and squeezed. The powerful walls began to work with smooth caresses, lightly running from the base to the tip while the precum spurted out, mingling with the marked passage. He could smell the dog, it was filling his nose as he yelped shallowly, all of it working together as his stomach tensed itself up and the paws scrabbled harder against his marked belly.

It felt good, the cock slid in at just the right angle that he whimpered and wriggled in place when it caught against his prostate and teased over it. The dog seemed to be at just the right angle and the right size to strike against the sensitive area with a rub that made his body go hot. He muffled a groan as the thrusts worked deeper and the legs flexed along his stomach, bracing themselves and pulling him back as the crimson length of heavy dog flesh was force fed into him. Every time it pushed inwards there was a shock of pleasure that made his body shudder in place, his fingers balling up against the ground with a rough whimpering call of pure pleasure.

It hurt and ached, the powerful length was pushing through him, and through it all he felt himself reacting in a way that should have horrified him. His cock was starting to react and thicken as the jabbing thrusts plunged deeper into him, splaying him wider and churning together the liquids with a wet squelching noise as the juices were plunged together and mingled, pushing towards the base of his cock as it began to drive itself inwards. The force was feeding itself ever deeper with powerful thrusts that were starting to increase in speed. He could feel his walls working around them, clutching and squeezing tightly so that every thrust forward had to work to gain purchase inside of him.

“Aa….AHHHH!” Softie squeezed his eyes shut as his lips parted, feeling his cock hardening along his stomach, the wetness smearing against himself messily.

Skully seemed to know exactly how to use him, the cock was playing in and out with smooth caresses that pulled backwards with a slurping noise before the inevitable plunge that worked all the way up to the obscenely large knot. He was too big, larger than any dog, larger than the toys, it made Softie swallow another sharp cry as the dog tightened his jaws along his bare neck. The rough growls that exploded from the throat were possessive and demanding while he felt the smooth strokes pushing over the ridge of his sensitive passage. His cock twitched against his stomach, standing out as his ears reddened and he muffled a low whimper.

He couldn’t help himself, he pushed himself backwards against the dog while the thickest point of the cock tried to work itself into his shaft. It was stretching and straining wider, the thick bulb pushed firmly up against his pucker, threatening to splay it open before the draw backwards. The glassy length was flashing in and out of his body, sawing through him as the tremors and contractions worked over him with powerful strokes. He let out a ragged moan, the sound embarrassing, but he couldn’t stop it as his pucker was forced in on itself, pushing and wedging forward steadily.

He shuddered, his fingers scrabbling to hold onto anything as the dog’s thrusts became harder and shorter, bearing down so that he could feel the powerful base prying him open wider. It was too much, his body was shaking in place as he twisted his lips back in a soundless cry as the next buck forward plunged the base inwards. His body was forced to swallow it and with the additional girth he felt a sudden rush of heat. Softie squeezed his eyes shut and sucked down a breath that was turned into another moan. Every part of him was on fire, his stomach tensed as his cock began to twitch against his stomach.

It felt good, even without a touch it was making him hump the air and rock beneath the dog that was hammering him with increasing need. The knot was steadily splaying him, peeling his walls backwards, making him swallow the length slowly and steadily. The apex of each thrust worked to fill him even further, making him imagine his stomach bulging with the sheer size of the cock filling him. Just thinking it made his cock twitch against his belly again, his legs splayed open wider to brace himself before he moaned out. The throaty cry echoed in his ears while he pushed his cock against his own stomach, pumping and grinding against nothing, and it didn’t matter. Nothing mattered except pleasure bursting over him.

Skully’s knot sank home, impossibly large and locked into place almost immediately as the dog’s hips kept thrusting and stirred the passage. He was filled to the brim, he felt as if he could almost taste the cock as the yank back pulled his ass about. He dug his fists down against nothing, his cries breaking free with a higher pitch as the dog’s balls slapped against his own. He barely felt it as the pleasure poured over him and made him forget everything except he wanted more. He needed more. The knot was putting pressure in just the right place as his walls began to suckle and pull along the twitching hot length inside of him.

Softie couldn’t stop it, it happened in a moment as he shuddered to a halt and felt a rush of pure pleasure rushing over him. He sent out a hot creamy rope of cum out onto his stomach and the ground beneath him, making his hips tremble to a stop as the dog’s knot began to swell open wider and wider inside of him. It was stretching him, making him gape open, prying his walls as far as they could possibly go open. He was shaking in place as the dog’s balls rested warmly against his own, starting to heave upwards as he arched his back. The teeth tightened against his neck, refusing to release him as he squirmed about in place. There was no escape, nothing to wriggle free of, he was simply left resting against the ground as the first hot watery stream of cum poured into his passage. He could almost feel it hitting him in a pressured wave, one that echoed his own drooling tip that made a mess of his chest.

“I do love a bitch that loves his job.” Silas said from the distance, making Softie open one eye to see the old coyote in the doorway with a smile on his lips. “Makes it easier, I’ll have to give you a bonus for that.”

Softie didn’t have an answer, especially not when his messy cock was draping down beneath him and he could feel the pulses of hot seed spraying out into his piss and lube soaked passage. The dog has thoroughly used him for what he was, their kennel bitch.