Fido has lived at Canary Shelter for as long as he can remember. Though his fellow dogs for adoption have come and gone, all of them telling him how excited they were, his time just hasn't yet come. Or at least not until today.
David, an anthro deer with a history of pet ownership walks into the room of kennels and browses the dogs available, landing on a border collie with a tag reading "Fido". He observes the wagging tail and eagerly tapping paws, and he just has to have him. "I'll take this one," he says assuredly. Fido is over the moon. His time has finally come.
Fido gets in the car with David and barks about how much he loves him the entire way home, not that David understands. When they arrive, he's all too eager to get settled in to his new life.
The two have a wonderful night, playing and snuggling and enjoying each others' company. Fido loves every second. When the night ends, he's placed in a kennel in the corner of the bedroom. It's not an ideal arrangement, but it'll do. It's so much better than the shelter. He drifts off to happy doggie dreams.
BEEP BEEP BEEP
It's two weeks later, and David gets out of bed slowly. He checks his phone. His shift has been canceled for today. A smile creeps across his face. Now is normally the time he'd put pants on and go to make breakfast, but not today. He approaches the cage in the corner of the room.
Fido looks up at his owner, standing in front of the cage with his morning wood fully erect. He doesn't understand what the deer is doing like that, but he doesn't have any suspicions of his beloved owner.
David crouches down, the door swings open, and Fido trots out to greet his owner. David reaches for the dog and grabs it by the collar. He stuffs its muzzle into his urethra.
The dog lets out a noise of surprise as David grips the dog tight and stuffs it deeper. His member stretches out immensely around its new prisoner, and the dog slides deeper and deeper.
SLK SHLRK GLRP
The dog's front legs disappear into David's cock, its head and shoulders entering his nuts, stretching them out to compensate their new passenger. "Huff... I knew you'd be good for this~"
SHLLLRRRP
David lifts his cock up and the dog with it. Gravity does the rest of the work, and the dog is forced deep inside of his shaft. "Fuck, that's the stuff alright..."
Fido rapidly begins to squirm, scrabbling at the inside of David's balls in a desperate plea to escape, the gravity of the situation fully dawning upon him. David only moans and moves to the bed. He pulls out a condom and puts it on.
The deer grips his shaft with one hand. The other reaches down and caresses the squirming scrotum. He strokes off as the dog struggles fruitlessly inside.
PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP PLAP GLURP CHURN SLOSH
For nearly an hour, Fido struggles as David strokes, gradually turning his furry friend into slimy spunk. When the struggles and whines have entirely subsided, the deer finally finishes, blowing an enormous load into the extra-stretchy condom.
SPLORBLT SLOSH GLORP
A tidal wave of cum rockets into the condom, a full canine skeleton coming out all at once along with it. The cum and bones balloon out the condom, which now slouches across David's abdomen. He looks into the translucent sludge balloon at the collar floating inside with a nametag reading "Fido", and he lets out an exhausted but satisfied huff.
"I need to quit doing this before it becomes a habit..."
He ties the condom and tosses it into Fido's kennel. It's a fitting place to leave it until he hides it in a trash bag to dispose of it on garbage day. Plus, having such a thing to look at while stroking will surely satiate him for a while. Surely.
Two days later...
David steps into the front office of Cherry County Pet Shelter. It's a 2-hour drive, but he has to travel far for such a thing. When avoiding shelters he's already been to that might get suspicious of him adopting too often, this is the one closest.
"Hey, I'm looking to adopt a dog."