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Julia woke from a long and troubled sleep to a tremulous sensation down in her tummy, her very womb. It was the same sensation that had woken her up time and time again these past couple of nights; the feeling of her babies being very, very active.

She blinked awake, taking stock of her surroundings. The curtains were drawn, but thin greying light was trickling its way into the bedroom. She could see without swapping on the lights; it was a touch earlier than she was used to, but she might as well get up. Another squirm in her tummy made her grumble. It wasn’t like her babies were going to let her get much sleep anyways.

The white-furred mouse anthro stretched, the strain of her muscles aching feeling both pleasant and tight. She blinked blearily, stifling a yawn. Her babies had been so squirmy at night lately, it had been hard for her to get any sleep; she’d been woken four times the past evening alone. She settled a hand on her tummy, murmuring a pleasant, wordless prayer as she inadvertently teased one of the sensitive nipples that budded down her tummy. As a mouse anthro, she had a whole line of teats; and while only her topmost ones plumped with milk like a human’s breasts, the rest of them were still sore and tender as her pregnancy neared its end.

She stroked her tummy absently, hoping to calm the little ones within. It didn’t work, though she fancied she felt a playful squirming nudge push out against her movement. The act made her giggle. “Can’t wait to come out, can you?” she said, her lithe tail curling happily in the bed behind her. “That’s fine; mommy can hardly wait herself.”

Despite her tiredness and the omnipresent nudge of the young inside of her, Julia steeled herself to go about the day. She couldn’t let up just because she was far along!

As she hopped out of bed, the white mouse noted that Maki was absent. Her husband—an effete, rather girlish human, even more delicate and petite than she was—was her love and joy. He’d probably rolled out of bed early to pick up some extra duties at work. The better to save up money for the coming birth… Julia blushed with happiness. She was touched—doubly so since the babies weren’t even his.

The two of them had a rather interesting relationship; the quirkiness of it went far beyond the difference in species or the fact that Julia, who was not especially butch, definitely wore the pants between the two of them. It even extended into the bedroom.

Their favorite game was one of cuckoldry. Julia had almost lost count of the times when she had invited other men over—Maki’s co-workers, their neighbors, or even just a muscled, hirsute stranger or two she’d found about the town—and then had them take her while Maki could only watch. Her waiflike husband could do nothing stare, open-eyed, helpless, as his beloved wife moaned around another man’s massive cock, a third man roughly clasping her wrists as he took her from behind, her whole body shaking as she was pounded. They would lock eyes and she would delight in the look of his face, a blend of frustration and fascination as his beautiful wife was fucked into the dirt. On the rare occasions when her mouth was free, Julia would taunt him about the fact that he could do nothing about it, that he was doomed to be nothing more than a watcher when it came to his wife’s body.

Of course, Maki always pumped away at the sight, and pumped even harder when she slung those words at him. He loved their cuckolding game as much as she did; nothing made him harder than seeing another man fucking his wife. On occasion, when they were finished with Julia, they would move on to Maki himself. More than once Julia had slumped on the floor, totally spent and oozing cum from every hole, and watched with delighted fascination as big, burly men had their way with her hubby, harsh hands forcing themselves on his shoulders until he knelt and sucked them off or yielded in even more intimate ways.

It was always completely consensual. Julia loved being taken by other men, Maki loved watching and then being used afterwards, and the men got great sex out of the deal. After all of their sessions, the two of them cuddled together at night; sometimes Julia traced Maki’s collarbone, tight under his pale skin, and murmured sweet nothings to him. Sometimes she would reach down and cup the modest bulge straining against the delicate panties he wore in place of boxers; but what was constant, though, was that their night always ended in a passionate kiss between husband and wife as they reaffirmed how much they loved each other and the situation they had found themselves in. Their arrangement would certainly not be for everyone, but for the two of them, it was absolute heaven.

Things had escalated, though, few months ago. Julia had invited Maki to watch as she was taken not by other men, but by their Great Dane, Thor. The loyal hound, while confused at first, had quickly come around to consider his mistress to be his mate, and had mounted and knotted her diligently. But that was only the beginning… Julia had always been careful to take steps to ensure that her sexual habits wouldn’t lead to unintended long-term consequences (the kind that needed a bib and high chair) but she’d decided to take things to the next step with Thor. Not only had she slipped off her birth control, she’d actually spent weeks covertly dosing on fertility drugs. And that night, it had finally happened.

Her dog had fucked her full of puppies.

It was those pups that Julia was now carrying inside of her; tiny little creatures who squirmed in her belly. And she had perhaps not fully thought it all through… it seemed that the fertility drugs plus Thor’s own natural virility had commingled in quite the particular way. Despite it being her first pregnancy, Julia was boasting an incredible litter—just under a dozen strong! She was a mouse anthro, not exactly a paragon of size, and Thor was a very big breed of dog, after all. By the time she was two-thirds of the way through her pregnancy, she had grown so large that basic movement was a chore. Now that she was only a week or two away from the delivery? Things were quite troublesome.

But she wouldn’t have it any other way.

Shaking her head free from the memories, Julia forced herself to get up and about. Maki’s job was to make the money, her job was to watch the home (and get fucked by other men and the family dog, but that was neither here nor there.) If Maki was putting in the extra time to ensure the pups would be well cared for, then she absolutely had to match him and make the house as spick and tidy as she could.

Lurching under her weight, the white mouse threw on a thin, clingy dress that barely covered anything and then slowly made her way about the house. After cooking herself a quick breakfast, she did her and Maki’s dishes and then went into the living room to see if anything needed tidying. Inside, she didn’t find a mess… but she did find the father of her pups.

Thor.

The Great Dane rose his head and barked happily on seeing Julia, cantering over to her with his tail wagging heartily. “Oh—Thor! Hey, boy!” Julia said with a short laugh as the massive dog nuzzled against her. His fur caused her thin dress to shift, rubbing against her gravid tummy. “Be—be careful…”

Ever since he’d rutted—and impregnated—her, Julia had noticed that Thor’s demeanor towards her had changed. He had always been a big, doofy, affectionate dog; as her tummy had swelled with his litter, though, the level and nature of Thor’s affection changed. He had gotten a lot more physical, nuzzling and licking her tummy and frolicking about her, and had grown vigilant and protective towards both her and Maki, standing tall and proud and going out of his way to ensure that any visitors passed his seal of approval. He often slept with them in their bed and followed Julia around the house.

In other words, he treated her like… like a mate. His mate. And as her days had become dominated by the sense of his young within her, Julia had slowly come to realize that she was his mate. After all, she’d let him fuck her for momentary gratification; had let him impregnate her in order to escalate the game she played with Maki. Looking after a litter of puppies had seemed less of a commitment than restructuring her life after a stranger’s child. Yet her flight of fancy had borne completely unanticipated, unpredicted fruit. She was Maki’s wife, there was no doubt about it, yet she was undefinably, inescapably tied with Thor as well. She was his lover, his mate, the bearer of his children… By now, she was as much his pet as he was hers. She and Maki had discussed it and both had acknowledged that they didn’t mind. In fact, they were excited for this new change in their lives. They’d gone from husband and wife to husband, wife, and the bestial lover of them both—because while Maki couldn’t bear Thor’s children, he could enjoy the sight of his dog taking his wife and then help Thor clean off as well. Thor didn’t seem to mind one bit, given that he guarded Maki as vigilantly as he did Julia and showed him nearly as much affection.

In some ways, Thor was the one in charge now.

Julia puttered around the living room, drawing the drapes to avoid prying eyes and trying to do little chores like tidying the bookshelf or fixing the couch cushions. It was hard to focus, not only because of how heavy she was and how the pups had decided to distract her with a spurt of activity, but also because Thor followed her around. The Great Dane eagerly nuzzled Julia, his powerful head rubbing against the back of her thighs and resting on the swell of her tummy. Whenever she took a break from movement, he circled around her happily, tail fwap-fwap-fwaping through the air and knocking into her. Julia didn’t mind; it showed her that he cared.

After a particularly distracting spate of movement from the pups, the little dogs squirming inside their mother’s womb and pressing against the confines so that their movement was visible as small, kick-like bumps on the surface of her tummy, Julia decided she deserved a break. With an aggrieved sigh, the white mouse rested down on the couch she had just straightened, one hand on her stomach as she tried vainly to calm the little ones inside of her. Strain and maternal distraction burned like a sunset on her cheeks, visible beneath the fur.

Thor hopped up onto the couch next to her. Julia didn’t bother chiding or chastising him; she and Maki had both more or less given up on trying to control Thor over the little things. If she’d let him fuck his babies into her, then who was she to tell him he could or couldn’t join her on the couch?

The Great Dane rested his chin on her tummy like a pillow and rolled his eyes up at her. Julia’s blush deepened and she reached down to tousle his fur. “Good boy, Thor,” she praised, meaning every word. Ahhhh, she could spend forever like this—happily married, swollen with pups, the father of her bestial offspring close and affectionate. When she’d conjured up the idea to have Thor cuckold Maki to the next degree by inseminating her, and even during the act itself, she’d had no clue of just what a positive impact it would have on her mood, on her very life. She never wanted this to end.

Feeling worked-up and needy, she reached down and gently cupped Thor’s chin in her hands. Her dog’s tail beat a happy tattoo against the couch cushions. “Good boy,” she repeated, her voice a murmur. She pulled up his face to hers. “Such a very good boy…”

By now, Thor new what it meant when his master brought him this close to her face. He opened his mouth, tongue lolling out, and Julia took it in her mouth and messily, sloppily sucked at it. From sheer repetition, Thor had gotten better at this since the day he’d knocked her up; well, comparatively better, in any case. He was still a dog, after all, with no real idea of how to kiss or make out. Maki didn’t mind. His sloppy, animalistic affection was a big part of what appealed him to her so much.

“Mmmmmm,” she moaned, sucking on his broad, warm tongue. His doggy juices seeped into her mouth and she slurped them eagerly, gulping them down. After she sucked hard on Thor’s tongue, the dog whined appreciatively and then lapped at her, tongue slipping in and out of her mouth and mussing up her facial fur. Julia loved every inch of it, found herself hungering for even more of it to dip inside; sometimes, when Thor was especially energetic, it probed all the way to the entrance of her throat. The thin pressure there made her whole body shake, and her eyes fluttered with pleasure.

By the sun and stars, she loved this.

The pups, too, seemed to understand something was happening. If she’d thought them active before, then they were really cutting loose now, tumbling over each other and pressing and squirming. Julia’s whole body alit with the sensation of motherhood, of nurturing and protecting and nourishing new life. When she’d first let Thor knock her up, she could never have begun to appreciate what the sensation of being pregnant could be life. Sure, there was the feeling of being full and heavy and stuffed, of a low weight in her tummy that shifted her center of gravity and left her sweetly weary. There was the oh so very tender stretch of her tummy growing out alongside her young, the sweet ache as her breasts began to make milk. But it went deeper than that. Sometimes, at night, Julia would lay on her side, one arm curled protectively around her belly as the other stroked it. She was a vessel, creating something new and special inside of her. The further into her pregnancy she got, the more this reality really settled on her and filled her with blissful wonder. She was creating life. She was making babies. She was shielding and protecting them.

She was a mother.

As the maternal sensation washed over her, buoying her with happiness, Thor dialed up his attentions. Gradually, they’d gone from sitting on the couch to reclining. Julia was on bottom, of course, open and receptive. Needful anticipation shuddered through her, making her blush from sheer want; the scent of arousal filled the room as her pussy began to seep out girljuice; her teats ached, the top two dribbling out twin trails of milk.

Julia gave Thor’s tongue one last grateful suck, nearly keening from the sense of it brushing against the base of her throat, and then she broke the kiss, staring up at her dog with half-lidded eyes. “Such a good boy, Thor,” she murmured, reaching up to lazily stroke his fur. “Such a very good boy. Listen… mommy’s breasts hurt a little.” She cupped his head and guided him down to her chest. “Help mommy out?”

It wasn’t the first time Thor had been called on to help her with this. The Great Dane’s mouth fixed itself on her breast and began to drink, and Julia moaned loudly. Oh, the sweet, sweet ache of Thor’s attention on her chest was everything she’d ever wanted; the sharp, tender bite as milk flowed free, the sense of her body yielding its bounty, the firm and confident pressure of Thor sucking again and again. The dog’s throat worked as he gulped down his mate’s milk. The sensation of feeling her taut, overwhelmed chest slowly relinquish their treasure made her want to just float on this sensation forever. Sometimes Thor’s tongue danced over her nipple and she cooed.

After one breast was good and emptied, she gently directed him towards the other. Thor dutifully drank from that one as well. They were like that for a few long minutes, splayed across the couch, messing up the room she had worked to clean. When Thor finally drank all she had to offer, Julia was worked up, her body whip-tight with anticipation—and her favorite dog was a little happy too. She could see his cock beginning to peek out of his sheath, the tip of it red like lipstick.

“Such a good boy, Thor,” she murmured. He whined and humped her. It was clear what he wanted.

Well, who was she to deny him?

Moving slow and tender, Julia shook Thor free and then partially slid off the couch. She rested with her knees against the floor, her arms against the couch cushions as she braced herself. Bending over, she made her upper body horizontal with the couch cushions, raising the profile of her loins, and then she wriggled her rump for Thor. “C’mon, boy,” she cooed. “Come and get it. It’s time.”

It wasn’t long before Thor obliged. Julia gasped as her dog mounted her, his paws draping over her shoulders and his weight spooning against her back. He was humping her again, but his aim was off; giggling to herself, Julia wiggled her body until his sheathed cock aligned with her sopping, waiting cunt.

“Come on in,” she murred, and with an energetic thrust of his hips, Thor showed just how much he concurred.

It was easy at first, his cock barely unsheathed. In fact, it was more like he was mashing his sheath against her than anything. His big doggy balls swinging back and forth were more of a draw. But it didn’t take long for the main event to show itself. Thor’s cock grew big and insistent, and it started to dip inside.

Julia whined and keened as she was rutted by her hound; with every thrust, it seemed that more and more of Thor unsheathed. Before long it was quite the package, which wasn’t helped by how formidable a dog he already was. Julia vaguely wondered if she’d ever be able to enjoy normal cock again after him. Few of the various men she had slept with had packages that rivaled Thor’s, and that wasn’t counting extra draws like his knot or the fact that he could give her a litter of puppies. And Maki? The thought almost made her laugh out loud. There was no comparison.

By now Thor was almost fully erect and was thundering into her with the wild, forceful tempo that came only from being a dumb beast. Maki didn’t mind. She loved being taken by him.

“That’s right, Thor!” she crowed. “Rut me! Take me! Breed me! I’m—ah! I’m y-your bitch, your fertile puppy-maker, and I’m here to take your cock and give you young… oh, Thor, I love this! Thor! You’re sooooo f-fucking good, I just want to get fucked by you and have your puppies for the rest of time… Please Thor, don’t let up!”

As she continued lewdly praising her dog, part of her reflected that Maki wasn’t here to cuckold. Those words she was saying weren’t a show she was putting on to shame her husband. She actually, truly meant it.

She wanted to do this forever.

Thor slammed into her and she nearly lost consciousness; by now he was close to hilting, his massive dick spearing her womanhood. She had no choice but to part around him, her tunnel squeezing and clenching vainly in an attempt to keep its sanctity. It was all for naught; Thor was too big, too dominant, too proud to deter. Her cunt and her womb belonged to him now, and that was that. When he wanted to fuck her, he’d fuck her, and she’d take it. She was his mate just as much as she was Maki’s wife—perhaps even more so. After all, Maki had never given her any children. But Thor?

As he smashed into her and she sang, she reflected that this would almost certainly be nothing more than the first litter of many.

Getting ravaged by a Great Dane had left Julia in such a state that she could no longer support herself. She slumped onto the couch, grateful that its weight kept her from just pooling onto the floor entirely, and felt her body become jelly as Thor fucked her again and again. Eventually, the dominant dog squeezed wholly into her, and he let out a strained, panting bark that transitioned into a high whine. Julia had gotten fucked by him enough times to know what that meant:

The knot.

The spread consumed her, and the white-furred anthro moaned and sobbed incoherently as her already-tender, already-sore pussy was stretched even more. Before long, every other sensation in her body—her blissful breasts, her deliciously sore tunnel, even the weight of the puppies in her womb—were drowned out by the formidableness of Thor’s knot. She was small and petite; she could barely contain his knot, even after all this practice. If there was any doubt as to who was really in charge in this household, it vanished as Julia strained uselessly around Thor. She was stretched tight, borderline incoherent from the feel of it all. She was knotted and seeded and pregnant with puppies.

She was her own dog’s bitch.

Despite how zealously she adored Thor’s sex, that was what really got her. That realization. Julia surrendered to her coming orgasm just as her body surrendered to Thor, and amidst the waves of blissful feminine pleasure, she was vaguely aware that Thor was flooding her with cum, a sensation that never got old no matter how many times she gave herself to him. Afterwards, Thor turned his body so that his rump was to hers, draping his tail over her in a gesture that was at once both affectionate and possessive. I’m glad you liked this, my mate, it seemed to say. I liked it too. We’re going to do it again soon. Get ready. Julia felt almost giddy. She couldn’t wait.

It took some time for Thor’s knot to deflate enough for him to pop free, and Julia shuddered and moaned as he did so. Afterwards, she lounged lazily for a long hour before finally mustering up the energy to stand on shaky legs. Her fur was absolutely caked with Thor’s cum and her own juices, and she smelled like nothing less than raw, animalistic sex. The couch was completely disheveled, and part of the carpet was messed.

“Oh dear,” she said, “and I just cleaned this room, too.” Every step wobbly, she made off to the cleaning closet to fetch her supplies. Well, domesticity was her responsibility, after all. She had nothing to do but to clean it again. And after that, perhaps she’d unwind with a long, indulgent bath. She could scrub herself clean after all the recent activity—plus, the pups seemed to like it when she bathed. They always squirmed happily when she immersed herself.

Thor, resting with his chin on his crossed paws, watched her go. He could smell her delight from their recent tryst, and could also smell that his young were hale and hearty. He was a simple creature; having good sex and knowing that his mate was happy and his young were healthy was enough for him. He snuffled, licked his chops, and took a much-deserved nap.

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Maki, who had left early that day, returned late that night—he was putting in as many hours as possible to help support the puppies that his wife was carrying inside of her. When he walked inside his home, he heard lewd moaning from back in the bedroom. He knew exactly what he would find when he visited.

Stepping into the room, the effete young man saw his wife Julia on her knees, moaning happily as she slurped around Thor’s cock. The dog was face-fucking her, looking vaguely confused (this wasn’t exactly normal canine behavior, after all) yet excited all the same, and Julia had a look of absolute bliss on her face.

Almost without realizing he was doing it, Maki dropped his trousers. His modest penis was straining against the panties he wore as underwear, and he slipped a hand under the fabric. His voice became a loose, frenzied moan as he pleased himself, his cock hard in his hands. He loved, loved, loved the sight of his wife like this—swollen with the offspring of their own pet, dutifully attending to the animal’s needs. The fact that Maki himself couldn’t get in on the action was just the icing on the cake.

Thor tensed and growled out a noise and Julia’s eyes widened. The pale-furred mouse’s cheeks bulged and sticky seed squelched out as she tried to gulp down as much as she could, her throat working and working. She’d managed to avoid having Thor knot her face, and when she slipped her mouth off his member, it was with a wet smack and a satisfied sigh. The sheer length of cock that came out of her showed that she had to have been deepthroating it.

“Maki,” she said, her voice taunting, “I’ve been attending to Thor all day… I could really use a break. You mind?”

Maki’s cock grew firm and hard at the suggestion. Oh yes, he certainly liked the idea of helping out. “Anything for my little wifey,” he cooed. As Julia blushed from his affection, he approached Thor. The Great Dane turned, his cock still erect and coated in all sorts of juices. Falling to his knees just as his wife had been, Maki began to downright worship Thor’s cock, letting it rub over his face; its sticky coating rubbed off on his skin, leaving him feeling tingly.

The cock flopped down to his mouth and he gave it an eager lick, the taste of dog cum and girl juices and saliva all intermingling. He swallowed the cocktail and attended to Thor even more readily, slurping and kissing his way down the shaft. Reaching the knot, he traced his tongue around it in a low dance and even sucked on one of Thor’s big balls. The Great Dane whined with overstimulation, and Maki’s hand returned to his panties. Oh yes, he was ready for this.

As he cleaned up his dog’s cum, gulping it down, Maki pushed himself further and further down his own path until—

Until—

He shuddered and jerked back, breath hissing out of him, as he came; his spurting juices coated his hand and stained a splotch in his delicate panties. As he huffed out a breath, Julia waddled over to him and draped her arms over his shoulders.

“Well done,” she said. “You did such a good job cleaning Thor; I’m sure he’s happy and proud.” Grabbing his hand, she tugged it over to rest on her tummy. “Today was very special,” she said. “They were acting up a bunch.”

“I can’t wait to meet them,” Maki said. His wife giggled.

“Oh, same,” she said, leaning against him. “I can’t wait.”

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The birth happened twelve days later.

A local center that catered to anthros had taken them in, and with their help, Julia expertly squeezed out pup after pup after pup. Maki was astonished at his wife’s fertility. From his understanding, Great Dane litters were usually six to eight puppies—and here she squeezed out eleven!

She recuperated quickly and within a day or two they were back home, Julia happy and weary. Even if she spent most of her time resting, there was always a pup or two at one of her teats, little muzzles working hard to gulp down milk and drink what they could.

“I’m so happy,” she said, stroking the fur of one of her little ones as it drank. “This was the best idea I ever had.”

Maki concurred. Before she’d ever given herself to Thor, the two of them had discussed cuckolding with their dog—but the fertility and breeding aspect had been all Julia’s idea, sprung on him in the heat of the moment. Initially, Maki had harbored quiet, secret doubts about letting things go that far—but his doubts were long since dispelled, seeing how happy everyone was.

Plus, he had to admit, the pups were just so darned cute.

“You know, Maki,” Julia said, grunting slightly as one of the pups tugged at her chest, “I think… I’m going to do this again. With Thor, I mean. There’s no way this is going to be my only litter.”

Maki was far from surprised. In fact, he’d expected she’d say something to that effect. “Good,” he replied. “I can tell how happy you are, plus seeing you get fucked by Thor, it’s…” He trailed off, blushing. “It’s really, really hot,” he admitted.

Julia just smirked and pulled him in by his collar, the two of them sharing an intimate kiss. “Our relationship is so special,” she said when she broke it. “In so many ways.”

“Tell me about it.” He rested a hand on her shoulder, fingers partially swallowed by the white fur. “I wouldn’t have it any other way. You, me… and Thor.”

At hearing his name, the Great Dane trotted in, chuffing happily. He nuzzled his pup, gave Julia a loving lick, and then rested his head on Maki’s lap. Yes… all was right with the world. Once Julia had a few months to recover, she’d be rutted by Thor again, impregnated with his pups. She’d swell dutifully, carrying the bestial offspring of her pet.

And Maki would watch the whole thing unfold, just as excited as ever. One of the pups snuffled and he teased its nose. This really was a special occasion.