A Heated Exchange

Life in a little town was rarely exciting, but it did also offer its fair share of perks. For example, most of the town didn't care too much if a few rules were bent a little. When everyone knows everyone else, there's space for some extra freedom that you couldn't find in crowded cities. That freedom allowed Sammy to occasionally help around at the local veterinarian's clinic, even if the brown bear was only 14 years old. He'd always had a passion for animals, hanging around farms and hunting dogs his whole life. So when a vet clinic was opened only a few minutes away from the boy's house, he was very interested in it. The place was owned by a deer couple, the husband working as the vet while his wife handled the business side of things. Sam was quick to introduce himself to them, the pair happy to show him around and let him watch their daily hustle and bustle, finding his passion for the work endearing. Eventually, they allowed him to come in on his free time and start doing some menial tasks, like mopping up the floors or arranging the cabinets. He loved every second he spent in the clinic, the concept of being able to help animals being among the noblest to him. But the bear wasn't volunteering entirely because of selfless reasons, the kinkier side of his mind often working overtime as he hung around the place. 

The evening started off the same as any other, Sammy walking into the clinic with his backpack slung around his shoulder, school having ended for the week a few minutes earlier. He waved hello to the wife as he slipped into the employee lounge area, putting down his bag and taking off his hoodie, the husband peeking in just as he was getting ready to start his work, 
"Ah, you're here, great. I've got a job for you, a real one, not just stacking shelves, if you're interested."
Sam eagerly nodded his head, his eyes lighting up as the buck chuckled, 
"Good, good. I know how much you want to work with some animals, so I decided I'd save this case up for you. Shouldn't be anything difficult or technical, so no need to worry about that. Come with me." 
The boy followed close behind as he was led towards one of the examination rooms at the back of the clinic, a peculiar smell lingering in the hallway, only growing stronger and stronger as he walked nearer to the room. He couldn't quite recognise the smell, but it was by no means off-putting, his nose twitching as he tried to wrack his brain for what exactly it was. The deer opened up the door, Sam immediately being nearly tackled onto the ground by a black shape, the figure jumping right at him at full speed. He groaned as he stumbled backwards, his eyes flicking down to the mysterious assailant, met only by the sweet gaze of a very excited Rottweiler. The dog's tail was wagging frantically as it jumped up against him, its paws scratching his belly as a curious nose pushed into his neck fluff. The buck chuckled as he gently pulled the feral canine off of the bear, 
"Sammy, meet Mabel. Looks like she's already taken a shine to you. That's good, because she'll be your patient for the day." 
"Patient? What's wrong with her?" 
"Nothing, not every case is about fixing something that's gone awry. In fact, you'll help her achieve the miracle of life."
"Uhh...I'm not sure I'm following you…" 
"Mabel here has gone into heat, you know what that is right? You've had the whole 'the birds and the bees' talk at your school?" 
Sam nodded as he gulped, idly fiddling with his hands as he tried to look as nonchalant as possible. 
"Alright, good. So she's gone into heat, and her owner would like her to get a litter. They've already chosen the male who they wanted to impregnate her, and all that's left is inseminating her."
"So you mean like… you know?" 
"No, nothing like that. Artificial insemination is what I mean." 
The husband walked over to a small fridge, opening it up and pulling out a plastic syringe filled with a white liquid. 
"The male's sperm has already been extracted, so no humping necessary. I'd like you to do the honours. All you need to do is get her happy and calm, and then you simply attach this syringe onto this plastic tube, and insert that into her vaginal canal. You get the idea I'm sure."
Sammy tried his best to feign a level of indifference, his heart beating quick and his palms sweating as he smiled, 
"Alright, I think I can probably handle that." 
"Good, wonderful. Just get her nice and relaxed, maybe play around with her to tire her out a little. I'll be around if there's any issues, so just shout if you need help."
With that the deer departed, closing the door and leaving the boy and the dog all alone. 

Sam knelt down, Mable immediately running over to him, her paws excitedly tapping on the floor and her tail swinging around as she panted and pushed her body against his, the odd smell he'd noticed in the hallway stronger than ever, filling his nose and brain completely. He'd smelled the scent of heat a few times before, while hanging around at the farms, but never from this close. It was a mixture of earthy muskiness and a tinge of sweetness, the air loaded with pheromones, making his head spin. Before he could think for a second longer, the Rottweiler spun around, squatting down slightly and lifting her tail high up over her back, her nethers staring directly at the bear. The boy's eyes widened and his maw hung open, his gaze frozen on the puffy canine pussy within arm's reach of his face, the black and swollen lips glistening with her juices, a hint of pink peeking through the middle. She looked back at him with what Sammy could've sworn was a mischievous smirk, his pants just about ripping open from the erection tenting them, his dick as hard as steel. He nervously glanced over at the door, his ears perking up as he listened for anyone walking around out there, his body telling him to act while his brain was yelling at him to not do anything stupid. Was this some sort of a prank, or a setup? Did the deer somehow find out about his proclivities for the wilder sort of ladies, and decide to test him with this task? He couldn't hear anyone or see anything, which eased his nervousness enough for the teen to lean down, sticking his nose right up to the dog's cunt. His mouth watered as her delicate scent pushed right down into his soul, his maw opening up as he slowly stuck out his tongue, taking one last deep breath before dragging it over her lips. Mabel whined as she suddenly pushed her flank back against him, forcing Sam's tongue to slip inside, her pussy pulsing and squirting out spurts of her slick honey. He moaned as the sweet nectar filled his mouth, gulping it down as quick as he could, one of his hands sliding down into his boxers as he grabbed his dick, furiously stroking himself as he thrust his tongue in deeper. 

Sammy couldn't hold on any longer, pulling his muzzle out from between Mable's thighs and yanking his pants and underwear down to his knees, shuffling up closer to her backside as he grabbed his shaft with one hand and her flank with the other. He brought his tip right up to her canine lips, feeling the heat radiating off of her slit, her juices smearing all over his cock as he dragged the tip up and down. The Rottweiler was just as impatient as he was, if not even more, huffing and grinding her ass against him as if commanding the boy to stop playing around and stick it in her already. He slowly slid his member into her throbbing spade, his mouth hanging open and a drawn out moan ringing around the room as the scorching hot slit swallowed him further and further, her walls slick with her honey, the generous lubrication enough to offset the tightness of the pooch. Sam grabbed her back legs with both hands and started fucking her, thrusting into her pussy while also yanking her down against his dick, the pair both panting intensely. The bear leaned down over Mabel, nuzzling his cheek against the side of her head, the dog rewarding his efforts with a few loving licks as he stretched her cunt. He knew he wouldn't last much longer, feeling the pressure already quickly building up, his dick throbbing and spraying out shots of precum every few seconds, a small pool of his and her juices spreading over the floor. A wonderful idea crossed his mind suddenly, a small grin forming on his muzzle as he reached over to the nearby counter, grabbing the syringe full of canine cum. Attached to the tip of the syringe was a small rubber tube, meant to make sure that the donor's seed could reach deep inside of the bitch in heat. Sammy gently spread Mabel's pussy open with his thumb, his shaft still buried balls deep in her, before slipping the tube in. He pushed it down until it was at the same depth as his tip, resuming his thrusting. The feral's constant squeezing and milking brought him to the edge only a few seconds later, his head feeling light and his breath getting caught in his throat as he hilted himself in her, his whole body trembling and his cock twitching as he reached his orgasm. Just as he was about to shoot the first rope of cum in the Rottweiler's cunt, he slammed the plunger down on the syringe he was holding, Mabel's womb flooding with the seed of two males at the same time. She whimpered and huffed as she felt her canal getting filled up, a mixture of hot and cool cum gushing into her and spilling out of her lips, adding onto the pool between her legs and smearing all across the bear's pubic fur. Sam groaned and gripped her tight as a few weeks worth of pent up seed emptied out into the feral, his mind filled only with the smell, taste, and feel of her. 

The teen slowly pulled himself loose from Mabel, a rope of sticky sperm immediately streaming out of her. She turned around and licked his dick clean, her tail wagging happily as he winced and gently pushed her back, his shaft still very sensitive from one of the hardest orgasms of his life. Still wanting to thank the boy for giving her some relief from her heat, she jumped up and put her paws onto his shoulders, her tongue attacking his neck and muzzle, Sam laughing as he pet her, 
"Alright, okay girl, I get it, you're very welcome."
He lurched up onto his feet, leaning against a table as he zipped his pants back up, a large stain of feral juices soaked across the front of the pair. He grabbed a few tissues to try and clean himself up as best he could, using a few more to mop up the mess the duo had made on the floor. While he was busy with the cleanup, Mabel settled down on a doggy bed in the corner of the room, her tail flopped off to the side to show off her creampied spade, drops of white leaking down her legs. He gave her a few more pats and a goodbye kiss before slipping out, quietly closing the door and starting to walk towards the employee lounge. Suddenly, the deer's voice rang out from behind him, startling the bear and making him jump, 
"Oh hey, you're done already? Any issues?" 
"Oh, uhh… no. No issues at all." 
"Good, good. So it's done then?" 
"Yeah, she's uh...inseminated, well and proper. 
"You look a little tired, you okay?"
"Just the heat. The temperature, I mean. It's… it's really hot, here. Just need to grab some water, I'm fine, thanks."
Sam smiled nervously as the deer walked up to him, the buck's expression changing as his nostrils flared up, looking around and sniffing for a few moments before looking back at the cub,
"You should probably also shower. You smell like you just fucked a dog."
The two stared at each other for several seconds, the deer's face completely straight as Sammy's cheeks blushed, the silence shattering as the husband suddenly started laughing, slapping the boy on the back. Sam timidly joined in on the laughter, watching the deer walk off as he sighed in relief, slumping down onto a chair in the employee lounge. He made a mental note to himself: next time he's handling a feral in heat, he's bringing in a change of clothes.