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"writing": "Best Friend’s Best Friend\nby BangBear\n\n\nSophie returned to her kitchen table with tea for herself and her best friend. The ferret sat down on the high stool across from her and plucked a shortbread cookie off the shared plate between them. Alissa had mentioned she needed to talk about something. Ominous words, but Alissa didn’t seem nervous or anything. \n\n“Thanks, Soph!”\n\n“You’re very welcome! So what was it you wanted to talk about?” she started, the cookie crumbling between her teeth.\n\n“Well, you remember those pregnancy tests I took a little while ago?”\n\nSophie immediately perked up with a gasp. “You got them back?! Oh my god who was it? Was it that fat tiger guy from the club? Uh… Jordan?”\n\n“Gordon, and no. But we’ll talk about that later.” Sophie covered her mouth to try and hide her smile. The other two options were either Alissa’s brother, or her father. How very scandalous! She looked her friend up and down, the overriding thought of her friend’s first pregnancy being on from incest trumping all others. She thought back to that day she came over to visit with Trevor, how the three of them spent that afternoon getting covered in each others’ sweat, and how many times Trevor came inside his own sister. There was no way it couldn’t be him, right?\n\nHer fingers curled just enough to uncover her mouth. “Was it Trevor?” She asked, her voice low as if hiding a secret. \n\nAlissa chortled, looking down at her tea between her hands with a smirk, and shook her head no.\n\nSophie’s eyes went wide. “Oh, my god… Oh my god!!!” She bounced in her chair, shaking the excitement out of her hands. “Oh my god how did he react?! Was he mad or, or excited? Spill!”\n\n“Well, he was REALLY supportive.” She looked up again to speak to her friend. “We basically stayed in my room and fucked for like 12 hours straight.”\n\n“I don’t understand how you all can do that. I’m tired after ten minutes of masturbating.” Alissa chuckled at her virgin friend, taking one of the cookies for herself.\n\n“I guess we all built up each others’ stamina. But yeah, pretty much the only time either of us left was to get food or use the bathroom. Well, except that one time he didn’t leave to do that...\n\n“You let him pee on you?!”\n\nAlissa chuckled, nodding her head as she took a sip of tea. “It was like a spur of the moment thing. It just, I don’t know, felt right?”\n\n“That must be your hormones all out of whack from the baby!” Sophie laughed, Alissa joining her.\n\n“That’s what Dad and Trevor said!” They laughed some more, until a small silence fell over the kitchen air. In the corner, resting in a doggy bed, Roland sleepily repositioned himself for fresh comfort, flopping on his side.\n\n“So, how does your mom feel about your dad getting you pregnant?”\n\nAlissa thumbed the rim of her cup.”Well, that’s the thing. Dad took a closer look at the tests and, well, they were all negative.”\n\nSophie choked on a drink of her tea, coughing “What do you mean they were all negative? So you’re not pregnant?!”\n\n“Oh, no I’m like SUPER pregnant, but… well…” She paused, lips flattening as if unsure how to speak. Unable to find the words, she instead turned her head over to the corner of the room where Sophie’s pet lay. The ferret followed Alissa’s eyes over to Roland, and when she looked back, Alissa met her gaze, eyebrows raising with a shrug.\n\nSophie was a bit slow to pick up on it, because she simply couldn’t fathom the possibility. But then Alissa continued to not speak, just gesture over to Roland with her eyes, and the silence spoke loud enough to hit her all at once. “No…!” Sophie was aghast, leaping out of her seat. “There’s no way! He’s… he’s a dog!” She paced around, looking over to her dog, and then at her friend. “You’re joking, right?!”\n\nAlissa put her hands up by her shoulders and leaned back. “I don’t know yet! But the other three possibilities came back negative.”\n\n“Well, those could be wrong, right?!” She looked to Roland again, rolling over on his back to his other side, trying to chase sleep in the commotion.\n\n“They’re almost 100% accurate!”\n\n“But like, that’s not 100! Do you hear yourself? You’re saying my dog got you pregnant!”\n\nAlissa laughed at the undeniable absurdity of the idea, standing up to hug Sophie and calm her down. “I know, it’s crazy and stupid, but it might just be possible? Maybe it’s like, our spirits are aligned or something.” She pulled away, her hands on her friend’s shoulders. “Just let me rule it out, okay?” she asked.\n\nSophie looked her over, her gaze flitting from Alissa’s left eye to her right. “I…” She paused, and after a short moment, she laughed to herself. Her hand came up to meet Alissa’s, peeling Alissa’s left hand off her shoulder. “Ok, ok. Lissy, you don’t have to come up with crazy stories. Just say you wanna fuck my dog again.”\n\n“No! I just need his drool!” Alissa protested with a laugh and a playful push with her right hand.\n\n“Uh-huh, okay. Whatever you say.”\n\n“I’m serious!”\n\nBehind her, Roland yawned as he stood up. His collar clattered as the canine shook the sleep from his head, unable to get any more rest with the racket. His owner turned her head to apologize. “Sorry buddy! Were we too loud?” His claws clacked on the tile floor as he made his way to his water and started drinking. She walked over to him and knelt down, running her fingers through the fur around his neck and under his chin.\n\n“Auntie Lissy woke you up, didn’t she?” she spoke to him in a cutesy voice. His tail wagged behind him. “She’s just all horny cuz she got a baby in her and it’s frying her brain.”\n\nAlissa burst out laughing. “Stoooop! Haha! Don’t talk to your dog like that it’s weird!”\n\n“No weirder than fucking him! Did you get her pregnant? Did you get her pregnant? Maybe you did! Yeah, maybe you did!” Roland panted happily, his tail wagging harder under the attention his owner granted him. Alissa shook her head and accepted defeat. She turned to her bag, pulling out a small sample vial. In his giddy stupor, Roland had started drooling. Seemed like Sophie was doing more than just teasing her after all.\n\n“Can you at least help hold him still while I gather this?” The ferret moved to his right side. Tucking her left arm around under his neck, she held his muzzle with the other, a finger lifting his lips on the left side of his mouth for Alissa to get the DNA sample from. \n\nIt was a simple task. She knelt next to the dog, and gave him a comforting scratch on top of his head. Uncapping the bottle and a brief swipe under his mouth was all she needed to fill the tiny jar past the line. Sophie was surprised, almost disappointed with how quick it was. “...That’s it?”\n\n“That’s it!” Alissa held it up to the light to double check there was enough. It really was just a small sample. Alissa couldn’t see it, but Roland’s eye had fixated on the other canine in the room, and Sophie had noticed. Seems like he remembered their little tryst from a few days ago. She had to satisfy her curiosity now, and so, she let go of her pet.\n\nImmediately, the quadrupedal hound tackled Alissa. “Whoa, whoa, Roland!” Her flailing arms did nothing to regain her balance, and down she went, flat on her back. Roland quickly went about licking her all over her face. The girl giggled underneath the playful pup, turning her head to and fro to try and dodge his tongue. Her hands mussed through the fur around his collar and along his jaw. The vial in her hand rolled across the floor when she fell, and Sophie was sure to pick it up and set it safely on the table, knowing its importance.\n\nUnknown to her, however, is in the brief moment she had her back turned to the two dogs, something had changed. It was just a split second, but that’s all it took. Alissa had opened her eyes to peer at the dog through her laughter and… he looked different. He looked… right. He wasn’t some animal, or her best friend’s pet. He was an aspect of life. A legacy of all the living things in the world before him. An unbroken chain of continuation. Their eyes met for just a moment, and he was beautiful, and something deep within her wanted him. Wanted to add a link to that chain.\n\n“Mmph…” Now, even before she realized she’d moved, her arms wrapped around his neck and pulled him closer, and she could feel his tongue lapping at the roof of her mouth, and his panting breath hot around her face. Her legs had wrapped around his narrow waist, her crotch pressing to his with only her pants separating them from practicing procreation.\n\n“Oh… my god!” Sophie’s voice snapped back to reality, pulling her head back and expelling the dog’s tongue from her mouth. She wiped her lips with the back of her hand and tried to sit up, only then realizing where her legs were: wrapped around his back. She dropped them to the floor and slid back, propping herself up on her elbow and covering her mouth with her hand. Roland sniffed about her as she sat in silence looking down at the floor some distance away, trying to unscramble the mess in her mind. Sophie could see her eyes, intense and unmoving, as if in shock.\n\nAlissa tried to rationalize what happened last time. They were careless, is all. All of them were high. And they had that aphrodisiac Trevor found that Roland managed to accidentally swallow. You couldn’t blame her, right? What was she gonna do, force him out?\n\nBut this time, no one was high, or on internet dick pills, or anything. And yet…\n\n“...Sophie?” Alissa started through her covered mouth.\n\n“...yeah?” Sophie responded through her equally covered mouth.\n\n“So… don’t be mad…”\n\nSophie squealed, hopping in place with giddy glee. “Oooh I knew it! I knew it!” As a confused smile crossed her lips behind her fingers, Alissa’s eyes stayed fixated on that arbitrary point in space, looking at no one and both Roland and Sophie at the same time. No matter how she tried to work out of it, her little mental calculations kept dragging her back to one thing.\n\nShe wanted to fuck that dog.\n\nHer hand moved from her face, her mouth open to speak, but no words came. All she could muster was a small shake of her head and an exasperated laugh.\n\nShe wanted to fuck that dog.\n\nAlissa turned to her friend at a complete loss for words. The ferret held her hands out towards her, palms facing Alissa. “Hold on a sec, I have to grab something.” She turned and bolted out of the kitchen, and up the stairs to her room.\n\n“It better not be a camera!” Alissa called to her.\n\n“It’s not!” she replied, her voice muffled by the walls. Roland nuzzled up to her face, confused why they stopped playing. She looked to him again and felt her stomach flutter. She resisted the urge to kiss him again, at least not until her friend came back. She left hand rested atop his head, giving him a pleasing scratch.\n\nHeavy footfalls stomped down the steps and back towards the kitchen, Sophie returning with towels and a wand vibrator, and lacking her pants. “Phew, okay, he’s all yours!” she said, a little out of breath and taking a seat in her chair once again. Alissa laughed as her friend got into position, leaning back and spreading her legs.\n\nTurning back to Roland, the dog was happily panting along, looking between the two. His tongue hung out of his mouth, a few strands of drool starting to form from his mouth. She gave him a scratch to get his attention back onto herself, and when he turned, her other hand came up under his jaw, guiding him back to her mouth. \n\nAlissa closed her eyes and kissed the canine again. Her small pecks were met with his quick little licks, refamiliarizing themselves with each other before going deeper. A small film of dog drool began building up around her mouth. Her hand ran up along his jaw to the back of his head, pulling him in closer and opening her mouth further. Again, their tongues met in her mouth, but this time she made a stronger attempt to explore his mouth as well. It tasted like his breath smelled, and she was careful to not hurt herself on his sharp teeth. “Mmph...”\n\nNext to her, Alissa heard her ferret friend give a shaky exhale. A moment later, the wand clicked on and buzzed along at a low setting. Alissa tilted her head and leaned in harder, Roland’s mouth opening wider to accommodate. For just a moment, Alissa pulled away for a breath, and Sophie could see her dog’s tongue lapping away in her best friend’s mouth like it was his water bowl.\n\n“Suck on it…” Sophie said, under her breath, but not meaning to speak at all. She covered her mouth, unsure if she was heard. Alissa chuckled and looked over to her with a wry grin. She pulled back, her lips closing around the feral’s muscle in her mouth and pulling it taught. Her lips slid along its surface as her muzzle backed out from his, Sophie getting a good view of the action. Slowly more of it was revealed, inch after inch, until she was finally free from between his lips. Still, a bit remained in her mouth.\n\nSophie had a damp spot brewing on her underwear where the toy was situated. She couldn’t believe how degenerate her best friend was, and she couldn’t believe how much she was enjoying the show. She wondered if that made her a bigger freak than Alissa, pimping out her dog for her own amusement. But Roland seemed to be enjoying it just as much as they were, judging by the rocket ready for takeoff.\n\nJust as she thought Alissa would drop the tongue free, she gave it a suck and pulled it back into her maw, only to let it free again. “God, Lissy, there’s something wrong with you…” A breathy exhale signaled she didn’t care, the ferret leaning back further and pressing the toy to herself harder. A click of the dial raised the intensity one notch, and Alissa continued to suck on her dog’s tongue with renewed fervor.\n\nDown deeper into her mouth it went, the thing lapping closer and closer to the back of her mouth. Roland seemed especially interested in this, taking a step forward into Alissa. The girl wasn’t ready for this, the thing poking at the back of her throat making her gag. “Hhckl!” She yanked herself back, pulling her head away and turning it to the side in a small coughing fit.\n\n“You okay?” Sophie asked. Alissa nodded through her little coughs.\n\n“Y-yeah, just -cff cff… went a little too deep,” she rasped, a tear welled in each eye. Roland came and licked her face apologetically with little whines, hoping he wouldn’t be scolded for the accident. He got a little reassuring scratch between the ears. “It’s ok, buddy, it was an accident!” His eyes looked sad, still. She gave him a little peck on the snout, then slid herself back on the floor. It was time to move things along.\n\nReaching down to her waist, she unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans, then wiggled them off her hips. Her legs lifted up together to slip them around her knees, and then back down again to pull them off her ankles. Roland stepped around her, trying to figure where to stand while she was doing whatever she was doing. Between her legs, her canine cunt puffed out her white underwear so nicely, a little wet spot in the crevice of her lips. As she tossed them off to the side, a gentle breeze wafted past his nose, carrying the most intriguing scent. \n\nImmediately he began tracking it, first following her pants, but quickly realizing it wasn’t the source. Turning back around, he nosed the air, following it to Alissa herself. Was it her face? No, that smelled like him. Hmm, chest? It smelled nice and made her giggle, but no not that either. Lower down, then? Not her belly, no. Not down… wait, get closer. Nose against the lump, breath deep… Oooh, this was it. Lick it. Did she like that? Seems like she likes that. Tastes nice, smells nice, keep doing it. Her legs spread out. There’s something else though, hmm. Smell again. Again… wait, one more time… was that…? Was that someone else?\n\nOh, that’s no good. That’s bad. Growl at it, make it go away. Fix it. They were making noises, saying his name, but it didn’t matter. He had to do something to fix it. This white thing comes off. Fix it. It should smell like him, not someone else. It was in his teeth now, the white thing that comes off. It stretched, he had to pull like that rope he plays with. It wasn’t strong like it though, this ripped easy. Head shaking feels good when biting something, do that a little. Drop it now though, gotta fix it. Walk to her, make sure she’s under. Now hump. Humping feels nice. It’s wet there, and soft. And warm. Feels nice. Feels like its getting fixed. Feels… hmm?\n\nWhat’s that? Feels pretty good. Look down, look under. That’s… grabbing? She’s grabbing? Grabbing is nice. Oh, shaking! Shaking is good! Wag, tell them it’s good! Hump and wag! They’re laughing again. Is that good for them too? They should do this more. This is a fun game. And it’s fixing, too. Hmmm, yeah… it’s good. It’s good. It’s…Getting better? Look down again. Under. Hm? It’s poking! Oh, oh, hump now! Hump now! Ooooh, that feels good! It’s fixing inside now! Is she ok?! She likes this too, right?! It sounds like it! She’s petting! Petting is good! Scratching is good! Oh, oh! “Good boy” is really good! Hump more! Fix more!\n\nSophie’s legs shuddered, her first orgasm hitting after only the first few thrusts of her best friend into her other best friend. She had to pull the wand away or risk overstimming herself, the wonder machine clicking off as she rode the rest out. The kitchen buzzed softly with the sound of the illicit dog fucking happening right in front of her. Alissa called him a good boy gently, again and again through her moans. She lay on her back, butt lifted of the floor just so to make his penetration of her that much easier, and that much more pleasurable. Her hands grabbed at and ran through the fur around his neck, petting heavy. God, this was so wrong, but… “Fuuuh-uck… yesss…”\n\nAn eye closed, Roland’s drool starting to rain down on her face from his open mouth and flopping tongue. She wanted it again. Her arms pulled him down, that tongue tip inching towards her lips until she was close enough to slurp it back up into her mouth. He followed her down into another deep, tongue suckling kiss. One she was prepared for this time. She inhaled deep, getting a nose full of his dog breath before pulling his tongue into her throat and gulping around it. “Mmmph, mmmm…” \n\nA leg came up around his humping hips, latching itself around and dragging him down further into her. This was exhilarating. It wasn’t the first time she was with an animal, but it was the first time she was clear headed. At least, clear from any outside substances. Her lust certainly brought its own form of impairment. But the idea that this dog, this beast, might be the father of her first child… it drove her wild. She wanted him to be the father.\n\n“Breed me…” a needy, breathy whisper escaped, breaking the kiss for a moment to get more air. Her other leg joining the first and she felt her butt touch the floor again, dragging him down into a half-squat with her. “Breed me, please… good boy… yeah, such a good boy...” She returned to the kiss, a tingling warmth radiating through her body, her arms and legs. Roland growled lightly, thrusting harder into his new mate. She moaned into him and clamped her thighs around is flanks in turn. \n\nSophie turned her toy back on herself, biting down on a knuckle of the index finger of her other hand as she watched the show. Her eyes shifted around the tangled pair, watching Alissa make out with her pet, just feasting on his tongue; or watching his cock slide in and out of her cunt, strands of her juice and his pre stretching between his sheath and knot and her lips, staining both of their fur; or even simply just watching her pet him so enthusiastically through it all, her claws scratching his skin in all the right spots. “Oh, oh fuck… keep going!” Short breaths followed, hands grabbing hard at his neck fur, her toes splaying and flexing unevenly as euphoria approached. When it hit, her legs clamped down tight around him, forcing short thrusts.\n\nHe didn’t need much more either. Roland’s hind legs drove down into the floor, pushing his hips harder into his bitch. The tightness around his knot grew the more he pushed, gaining ground with each thrust. “Yes, give it to me!” she begged, waiting for that moment it finally pushed past the threshold. spraying one of the hottest loads she’d ever experienced in her life deep inside her. It was pure bliss for both of them, her contractions and spasms massaging his knot and shaft, utterly milking his cock for all it had. She held on to him tight, her chin against his shoulder with her limbs wrapped around, keeping him in place through the joint climax and almost hanging off of him.\n\nCanine cum flooded her womb, dousing every bit in virile seed in search of an egg to join. The two remained tied in their tense tangle until the torrent tamped down. The spurts from his shaft weakened until they produced nothing extra, and were simple reflexive responses to the tight walls hugging around it. Alissa’s arms and legs relaxed, releasing the pup and planting her feet on the floor with her arms laying up behind her. She had to keep her hips elevated to match his height, lest risk hurting one of them by tugging prematurely on his knot. Even with that slight movement she felt some of the excess seed dribbling out from her slit and down along her tailhole.\n\nRoland turned himself now that he was free from her leg lock, pivoting around, they still remained tied. Alissa groaned as his cock swirled around inside her, his entire shaft turning upside-down. Her hips pointed up and the knot held firm, ensuring all his seed stayed plugged up inside her. “Nngh, he’s stirring me up,” she joked. Her hands came down slowly to her chest, tracing down from her collar bone to her breasts, over the barbell piercings and further still. Her whole body tingled in her afterglow, her fingers setting off little fireworks of bliss as they ran over her more sensitive spots, and over each of the extra little nubs she had running down her belly. She kept her eyes closed as her breathing calmed and deepened once again.\n\nSophie was satisfied now, too. The wand turned back off and was set aside, and she folded up one of the towels she’d brought and knelt next to her best friend, offering it to her as a makeshift pillow in favor of the kitchen tile. “Thanks, hun.”\n\nThe kneel turned into reclining on her side, feet in the opposite direction as Alissa’s. Her arm propped up her head as she looked down at her friend. “You’re a certified dog fucker, now. Are you proud of yourself?”\n\n“Are you proud you got off to it?” Alissa returned with a grin. Sophie laughed and leaned down to kiss Alissa. A mistake she regretted immediately.\n\n“Ugh, pthuh! Fuck, you taste like dog breath! Pthuh!” She retched while the dog fucker laughed at her misery. “You know he licks his own ass with that mouth right?”\n\n“Maybe he’ll have some help with that soon, too.”\n\n“Stooop! You’re so gross, Liss!” She got up from next to her laughing friend and gathered the toy. “I’m gonna go brush my teeth and gargle mouth wash.” \n\nThe girl left her dog and friend to rest while she cleaned up with a change of clothes and a fresh feel in her mouth. Bu the time she returned, the two were working on releasing themselves from their self-made trap. “Come on boy, just a little more,” she could hear Alissa coaching.\n\nJust a little more was all he needed, and a wet squelch signaled the knot popping free. “Haah! Fuck…” she groaned, legs quivering. A moment later, the remainder of his length slipped out easily dragging with it some of the thick, slimy mix that had been marinating inside her this whole time. To Sophie’s chagrin, Roland immediately began leaving that snail trail behind him as he walked back to his corner of the room to flop in his bed. \n\n“Hah, I’ll take care of it, Soph. Just let me… mph...” Her hand reached down to her slit, now slightly gaped, and dipped her fingers inside. With a scooping motion, she pulled them back out, and a thick layer of dog cum came out with them. “Let me catch my breath,” she said, bringing the fingers to her mouth. \n\nA tired sigh joined a shake of her head. The family’s hedonism was unbounded, it seemed. Sophie’s initial interest in the debauchery was tempered some now that her own arousal was taken care of, and after getting a taste the pooch herself. “Just don’t let it dry, alright? Here’s some extra towels. I’ll be in the living room.” Alissa grunted an affirmative as she sucked her fingers clean. \n\nAfter some time, the soft ping of the washing machine announced it starting. Alissa was back in her clothes, the kitchen was as clean as when she arrived, and the vial of doggy drool was secure in her pocket, ready to be shipped off to the lab for testing. A big reach for the sky staved off an ache in her back as she stepped out to join her friend watching a show on the couch. She thought ahead to sneak a couple breath mints, too.\n\n“So, Miss Mom, whatcha gonna do if this comes back positive?” Sophie asked.\n\n“Mmmm, I don’t know yet. I’ve thought about getting a puppy before, but like, that’s way different than making one. Would I have my own kid as a pet? Or like… I don’t even know what to consider it.”\n\n“What if there’s more than one? Dogs usually have a couple in a litter, you know.”\n\n“Ugh, I didn’t think of that.” She looked down and rubbed her belly where the new life was stirring. “I’ll talk to my mom about it later. She’ll know what to do.”\n",
"writing_bbcode_parsed": "Best Friend’s Best Friend by BangBear
Sophie returned to her kitchen table with tea for herself and her best friend. The ferret sat down on the high stool across from her and plucked a shortbread cookie off the shared plate between them. Alissa had mentioned she needed to talk about something. Ominous words, but Alissa didn’t seem nervous or anything.
“Thanks, Soph!”
“You’re very welcome! So what was it you wanted to talk about?” she started, the cookie crumbling between her teeth.
“Well, you remember those pregnancy tests I took a little while ago?”
Sophie immediately perked up with a gasp. “You got them back?! Oh my god who was it? Was it that fat tiger guy from the club? Uh… Jordan?”
“Gordon, and no. But we’ll talk about that later.” Sophie covered her mouth to try and hide her smile. The other two options were either Alissa’s brother, or her father. How very scandalous! She looked her friend up and down, the overriding thought of her friend’s first pregnancy being on from incest trumping all others. She thought back to that day she came over to visit with Trevor, how the three of them spent that afternoon getting covered in each others’ sweat, and how many times Trevor came inside his own sister. There was no way it couldn’t be him, right?
Her fingers curled just enough to uncover her mouth. “Was it Trevor?” She asked, her voice low as if hiding a secret.
Alissa chortled, looking down at her tea between her hands with a smirk, and shook her head no.
Sophie’s eyes went wide. “Oh, my god… Oh my god!!!” She bounced in her chair, shaking the excitement out of her hands. “Oh my god how did he react?! Was he mad or, or excited? Spill!”
“Well, he was REALLY supportive.” She looked up again to speak to her friend. “We basically stayed in my room and fucked for like 12 hours straight.”
“I don’t understand how you all can do that. I’m tired after ten minutes of masturbating.” Alissa chuckled at her virgin friend, taking one of the cookies for herself.
“I guess we all built up each others’ stamina. But yeah, pretty much the only time either of us left was to get food or use the bathroom. Well, except that one time he didn’t leave to do that...
“You let him pee on you?!”
Alissa chuckled, nodding her head as she took a sip of tea. “It was like a spur of the moment thing. It just, I don’t know, felt right?”
“That must be your hormones all out of whack from the baby!” Sophie laughed, Alissa joining her.
“That’s what Dad and Trevor said!” They laughed some more, until a small silence fell over the kitchen air. In the corner, resting in a doggy bed, Roland sleepily repositioned himself for fresh comfort, flopping on his side.
“So, how does your mom feel about your dad getting you pregnant?”
Alissa thumbed the rim of her cup.”Well, that’s the thing. Dad took a closer look at the tests and, well, they were all negative.”
Sophie choked on a drink of her tea, coughing “What do you mean they were all negative? So you’re not pregnant?!”
“Oh, no I’m like SUPER pregnant, but… well…” She paused, lips flattening as if unsure how to speak. Unable to find the words, she instead turned her head over to the corner of the room where Sophie’s pet lay. The ferret followed Alissa’s eyes over to Roland, and when she looked back, Alissa met her gaze, eyebrows raising with a shrug.
Sophie was a bit slow to pick up on it, because she simply couldn’t fathom the possibility. But then Alissa continued to not speak, just gesture over to Roland with her eyes, and the silence spoke loud enough to hit her all at once. “No…!” Sophie was aghast, leaping out of her seat. “There’s no way! He’s… he’s a dog!” She paced around, looking over to her dog, and then at her friend. “You’re joking, right?!”
Alissa put her hands up by her shoulders and leaned back. “I don’t know yet! But the other three possibilities came back negative.”
“Well, those could be wrong, right?!” She looked to Roland again, rolling over on his back to his other side, trying to chase sleep in the commotion.
“They’re almost 100% accurate!”
“But like, that’s not 100! Do you hear yourself? You’re saying my dog got you pregnant!”
Alissa laughed at the undeniable absurdity of the idea, standing up to hug Sophie and calm her down. “I know, it’s crazy and stupid, but it might just be possible? Maybe it’s like, our spirits are aligned or something.” She pulled away, her hands on her friend’s shoulders. “Just let me rule it out, okay?” she asked.
Sophie looked her over, her gaze flitting from Alissa’s left eye to her right. “I…” She paused, and after a short moment, she laughed to herself. Her hand came up to meet Alissa’s, peeling Alissa’s left hand off her shoulder. “Ok, ok. Lissy, you don’t have to come up with crazy stories. Just say you wanna fuck my dog again.”
“No! I just need his drool!” Alissa protested with a laugh and a playful push with her right hand.
“Uh-huh, okay. Whatever you say.”
“I’m serious!”
Behind her, Roland yawned as he stood up. His collar clattered as the canine shook the sleep from his head, unable to get any more rest with the racket. His owner turned her head to apologize. “Sorry buddy! Were we too loud?” His claws clacked on the tile floor as he made his way to his water and started drinking. She walked over to him and knelt down, running her fingers through the fur around his neck and under his chin.
“Auntie Lissy woke you up, didn’t she?” she spoke to him in a cutesy voice. His tail wagged behind him. “She’s just all horny cuz she got a baby in her and it’s frying her brain.”
Alissa burst out laughing. “Stoooop! Haha! Don’t talk to your dog like that it’s weird!”
“No weirder than fucking him! Did you get her pregnant? Did you get her pregnant? Maybe you did! Yeah, maybe you did!” Roland panted happily, his tail wagging harder under the attention his owner granted him. Alissa shook her head and accepted defeat. She turned to her bag, pulling out a small sample vial. In his giddy stupor, Roland had started drooling. Seemed like Sophie was doing more than just teasing her after all.
“Can you at least help hold him still while I gather this?” The ferret moved to his right side. Tucking her left arm around under his neck, she held his muzzle with the other, a finger lifting his lips on the left side of his mouth for Alissa to get the DNA sample from.
It was a simple task. She knelt next to the dog, and gave him a comforting scratch on top of his head. Uncapping the bottle and a brief swipe under his mouth was all she needed to fill the tiny jar past the line. Sophie was surprised, almost disappointed with how quick it was. “...That’s it?”
“That’s it!” Alissa held it up to the light to double check there was enough. It really was just a small sample. Alissa couldn’t see it, but Roland’s eye had fixated on the other canine in the room, and Sophie had noticed. Seems like he remembered their little tryst from a few days ago. She had to satisfy her curiosity now, and so, she let go of her pet.
Immediately, the quadrupedal hound tackled Alissa. “Whoa, whoa, Roland!” Her flailing arms did nothing to regain her balance, and down she went, flat on her back. Roland quickly went about licking her all over her face. The girl giggled underneath the playful pup, turning her head to and fro to try and dodge his tongue. Her hands mussed through the fur around his collar and along his jaw. The vial in her hand rolled across the floor when she fell, and Sophie was sure to pick it up and set it safely on the table, knowing its importance.
Unknown to her, however, is in the brief moment she had her back turned to the two dogs, something had changed. It was just a split second, but that’s all it took. Alissa had opened her eyes to peer at the dog through her laughter and… he looked different. He looked… right. He wasn’t some animal, or her best friend’s pet. He was an aspect of life. A legacy of all the living things in the world before him. An unbroken chain of continuation. Their eyes met for just a moment, and he was beautiful, and something deep within her wanted him. Wanted to add a link to that chain.
“Mmph…” Now, even before she realized she’d moved, her arms wrapped around his neck and pulled him closer, and she could feel his tongue lapping at the roof of her mouth, and his panting breath hot around her face. Her legs had wrapped around his narrow waist, her crotch pressing to his with only her pants separating them from practicing procreation.
“Oh… my god!” Sophie’s voice snapped back to reality, pulling her head back and expelling the dog’s tongue from her mouth. She wiped her lips with the back of her hand and tried to sit up, only then realizing where her legs were: wrapped around his back. She dropped them to the floor and slid back, propping herself up on her elbow and covering her mouth with her hand. Roland sniffed about her as she sat in silence looking down at the floor some distance away, trying to unscramble the mess in her mind. Sophie could see her eyes, intense and unmoving, as if in shock.
Alissa tried to rationalize what happened last time. They were careless, is all. All of them were high. And they had that aphrodisiac Trevor found that Roland managed to accidentally swallow. You couldn’t blame her, right? What was she gonna do, force him out?
But this time, no one was high, or on internet dick pills, or anything. And yet…
“...Sophie?” Alissa started through her covered mouth.
“...yeah?” Sophie responded through her equally covered mouth.
“So… don’t be mad…”
Sophie squealed, hopping in place with giddy glee. “Oooh I knew it! I knew it!” As a confused smile crossed her lips behind her fingers, Alissa’s eyes stayed fixated on that arbitrary point in space, looking at no one and both Roland and Sophie at the same time. No matter how she tried to work out of it, her little mental calculations kept dragging her back to one thing.
She wanted to fuck that dog.
Her hand moved from her face, her mouth open to speak, but no words came. All she could muster was a small shake of her head and an exasperated laugh.
She wanted to fuck that dog.
Alissa turned to her friend at a complete loss for words. The ferret held her hands out towards her, palms facing Alissa. “Hold on a sec, I have to grab something.” She turned and bolted out of the kitchen, and up the stairs to her room.
“It better not be a camera!” Alissa called to her.
“It’s not!” she replied, her voice muffled by the walls. Roland nuzzled up to her face, confused why they stopped playing. She looked to him again and felt her stomach flutter. She resisted the urge to kiss him again, at least not until her friend came back. She left hand rested atop his head, giving him a pleasing scratch.
Heavy footfalls stomped down the steps and back towards the kitchen, Sophie returning with towels and a wand vibrator, and lacking her pants. “Phew, okay, he’s all yours!” she said, a little out of breath and taking a seat in her chair once again. Alissa laughed as her friend got into position, leaning back and spreading her legs.
Turning back to Roland, the dog was happily panting along, looking between the two. His tongue hung out of his mouth, a few strands of drool starting to form from his mouth. She gave him a scratch to get his attention back onto herself, and when he turned, her other hand came up under his jaw, guiding him back to her mouth.
Alissa closed her eyes and kissed the canine again. Her small pecks were met with his quick little licks, refamiliarizing themselves with each other before going deeper. A small film of dog drool began building up around her mouth. Her hand ran up along his jaw to the back of his head, pulling him in closer and opening her mouth further. Again, their tongues met in her mouth, but this time she made a stronger attempt to explore his mouth as well. It tasted like his breath smelled, and she was careful to not hurt herself on his sharp teeth. “Mmph...”
Next to her, Alissa heard her ferret friend give a shaky exhale. A moment later, the wand clicked on and buzzed along at a low setting. Alissa tilted her head and leaned in harder, Roland’s mouth opening wider to accommodate. For just a moment, Alissa pulled away for a breath, and Sophie could see her dog’s tongue lapping away in her best friend’s mouth like it was his water bowl.
“Suck on it…” Sophie said, under her breath, but not meaning to speak at all. She covered her mouth, unsure if she was heard. Alissa chuckled and looked over to her with a wry grin. She pulled back, her lips closing around the feral’s muscle in her mouth and pulling it taught. Her lips slid along its surface as her muzzle backed out from his, Sophie getting a good view of the action. Slowly more of it was revealed, inch after inch, until she was finally free from between his lips. Still, a bit remained in her mouth.
Sophie had a damp spot brewing on her underwear where the toy was situated. She couldn’t believe how degenerate her best friend was, and she couldn’t believe how much she was enjoying the show. She wondered if that made her a bigger freak than Alissa, pimping out her dog for her own amusement. But Roland seemed to be enjoying it just as much as they were, judging by the rocket ready for takeoff.
Just as she thought Alissa would drop the tongue free, she gave it a suck and pulled it back into her maw, only to let it free again. “God, Lissy, there’s something wrong with you…” A breathy exhale signaled she didn’t care, the ferret leaning back further and pressing the toy to herself harder. A click of the dial raised the intensity one notch, and Alissa continued to suck on her dog’s tongue with renewed fervor.
Down deeper into her mouth it went, the thing lapping closer and closer to the back of her mouth. Roland seemed especially interested in this, taking a step forward into Alissa. The girl wasn’t ready for this, the thing poking at the back of her throat making her gag. “Hhckl!” She yanked herself back, pulling her head away and turning it to the side in a small coughing fit.
“You okay?” Sophie asked. Alissa nodded through her little coughs.
“Y-yeah, just -cff cff… went a little too deep,” she rasped, a tear welled in each eye. Roland came and licked her face apologetically with little whines, hoping he wouldn’t be scolded for the accident. He got a little reassuring scratch between the ears. “It’s ok, buddy, it was an accident!” His eyes looked sad, still. She gave him a little peck on the snout, then slid herself back on the floor. It was time to move things along.
Reaching down to her waist, she unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans, then wiggled them off her hips. Her legs lifted up together to slip them around her knees, and then back down again to pull them off her ankles. Roland stepped around her, trying to figure where to stand while she was doing whatever she was doing. Between her legs, her canine cunt puffed out her white underwear so nicely, a little wet spot in the crevice of her lips. As she tossed them off to the side, a gentle breeze wafted past his nose, carrying the most intriguing scent.
Immediately he began tracking it, first following her pants, but quickly realizing it wasn’t the source. Turning back around, he nosed the air, following it to Alissa herself. Was it her face? No, that smelled like him. Hmm, chest? It smelled nice and made her giggle, but no not that either. Lower down, then? Not her belly, no. Not down… wait, get closer. Nose against the lump, breath deep… Oooh, this was it. Lick it. Did she like that? Seems like she likes that. Tastes nice, smells nice, keep doing it. Her legs spread out. There’s something else though, hmm. Smell again. Again… wait, one more time… was that…? Was that someone else?
Oh, that’s no good. That’s bad. Growl at it, make it go away. Fix it. They were making noises, saying his name, but it didn’t matter. He had to do something to fix it. This white thing comes off. Fix it. It should smell like him, not someone else. It was in his teeth now, the white thing that comes off. It stretched, he had to pull like that rope he plays with. It wasn’t strong like it though, this ripped easy. Head shaking feels good when biting something, do that a little. Drop it now though, gotta fix it. Walk to her, make sure she’s under. Now hump. Humping feels nice. It’s wet there, and soft. And warm. Feels nice. Feels like its getting fixed. Feels… hmm?
What’s that? Feels pretty good. Look down, look under. That’s… grabbing? She’s grabbing? Grabbing is nice. Oh, shaking! Shaking is good! Wag, tell them it’s good! Hump and wag! They’re laughing again. Is that good for them too? They should do this more. This is a fun game. And it’s fixing, too. Hmmm, yeah… it’s good. It’s good. It’s…Getting better? Look down again. Under. Hm? It’s poking! Oh, oh, hump now! Hump now! Ooooh, that feels good! It’s fixing inside now! Is she ok?! She likes this too, right?! It sounds like it! She’s petting! Petting is good! Scratching is good! Oh, oh! “Good boy” is really good! Hump more! Fix more!
Sophie’s legs shuddered, her first orgasm hitting after only the first few thrusts of her best friend into her other best friend. She had to pull the wand away or risk overstimming herself, the wonder machine clicking off as she rode the rest out. The kitchen buzzed softly with the sound of the illicit dog fucking happening right in front of her. Alissa called him a good boy gently, again and again through her moans. She lay on her back, butt lifted of the floor just so to make his penetration of her that much easier, and that much more pleasurable. Her hands grabbed at and ran through the fur around his neck, petting heavy. God, this was so wrong, but… “Fuuuh-uck… yesss…”
An eye closed, Roland’s drool starting to rain down on her face from his open mouth and flopping tongue. She wanted it again. Her arms pulled him down, that tongue tip inching towards her lips until she was close enough to slurp it back up into her mouth. He followed her down into another deep, tongue suckling kiss. One she was prepared for this time. She inhaled deep, getting a nose full of his dog breath before pulling his tongue into her throat and gulping around it. “Mmmph, mmmm…”
A leg came up around his humping hips, latching itself around and dragging him down further into her. This was exhilarating. It wasn’t the first time she was with an animal, but it was the first time she was clear headed. At least, clear from any outside substances. Her lust certainly brought its own form of impairment. But the idea that this dog, this beast, might be the father of her first child… it drove her wild. She wanted him to be the father.
“Breed me…” a needy, breathy whisper escaped, breaking the kiss for a moment to get more air. Her other leg joining the first and she felt her butt touch the floor again, dragging him down into a half-squat with her. “Breed me, please… good boy… yeah, such a good boy...” She returned to the kiss, a tingling warmth radiating through her body, her arms and legs. Roland growled lightly, thrusting harder into his new mate. She moaned into him and clamped her thighs around is flanks in turn.
Sophie turned her toy back on herself, biting down on a knuckle of the index finger of her other hand as she watched the show. Her eyes shifted around the tangled pair, watching Alissa make out with her pet, just feasting on his tongue; or watching his cock slide in and out of her cunt, strands of her juice and his pre stretching between his sheath and knot and her lips, staining both of their fur; or even simply just watching her pet him so enthusiastically through it all, her claws scratching his skin in all the right spots. “Oh, oh fuck… keep going!” Short breaths followed, hands grabbing hard at his neck fur, her toes splaying and flexing unevenly as euphoria approached. When it hit, her legs clamped down tight around him, forcing short thrusts.
He didn’t need much more either. Roland’s hind legs drove down into the floor, pushing his hips harder into his bitch. The tightness around his knot grew the more he pushed, gaining ground with each thrust. “Yes, give it to me!” she begged, waiting for that moment it finally pushed past the threshold. spraying one of the hottest loads she’d ever experienced in her life deep inside her. It was pure bliss for both of them, her contractions and spasms massaging his knot and shaft, utterly milking his cock for all it had. She held on to him tight, her chin against his shoulder with her limbs wrapped around, keeping him in place through the joint climax and almost hanging off of him.
Canine cum flooded her womb, dousing every bit in virile seed in search of an egg to join. The two remained tied in their tense tangle until the torrent tamped down. The spurts from his shaft weakened until they produced nothing extra, and were simple reflexive responses to the tight walls hugging around it. Alissa’s arms and legs relaxed, releasing the pup and planting her feet on the floor with her arms laying up behind her. She had to keep her hips elevated to match his height, lest risk hurting one of them by tugging prematurely on his knot. Even with that slight movement she felt some of the excess seed dribbling out from her slit and down along her tailhole.
Roland turned himself now that he was free from her leg lock, pivoting around, they still remained tied. Alissa groaned as his cock swirled around inside her, his entire shaft turning upside-down. Her hips pointed up and the knot held firm, ensuring all his seed stayed plugged up inside her. “Nngh, he’s stirring me up,” she joked. Her hands came down slowly to her chest, tracing down from her collar bone to her breasts, over the barbell piercings and further still. Her whole body tingled in her afterglow, her fingers setting off little fireworks of bliss as they ran over her more sensitive spots, and over each of the extra little nubs she had running down her belly. She kept her eyes closed as her breathing calmed and deepened once again.
Sophie was satisfied now, too. The wand turned back off and was set aside, and she folded up one of the towels she’d brought and knelt next to her best friend, offering it to her as a makeshift pillow in favor of the kitchen tile. “Thanks, hun.”
The kneel turned into reclining on her side, feet in the opposite direction as Alissa’s. Her arm propped up her head as she looked down at her friend. “You’re a certified dog fucker, now. Are you proud of yourself?”
“Are you proud you got off to it?” Alissa returned with a grin. Sophie laughed and leaned down to kiss Alissa. A mistake she regretted immediately.
“Ugh, pthuh! Fuck, you taste like dog breath! Pthuh!” She retched while the dog fucker laughed at her misery. “You know he licks his own ass with that mouth right?”
“Maybe he’ll have some help with that soon, too.”
“Stooop! You’re so gross, Liss!” She got up from next to her laughing friend and gathered the toy. “I’m gonna go brush my teeth and gargle mouth wash.”
The girl left her dog and friend to rest while she cleaned up with a change of clothes and a fresh feel in her mouth. Bu the time she returned, the two were working on releasing themselves from their self-made trap. “Come on boy, just a little more,” she could hear Alissa coaching.
Just a little more was all he needed, and a wet squelch signaled the knot popping free. “Haah! Fuck…” she groaned, legs quivering. A moment later, the remainder of his length slipped out easily dragging with it some of the thick, slimy mix that had been marinating inside her this whole time. To Sophie’s chagrin, Roland immediately began leaving that snail trail behind him as he walked back to his corner of the room to flop in his bed.
“Hah, I’ll take care of it, Soph. Just let me… mph...” Her hand reached down to her slit, now slightly gaped, and dipped her fingers inside. With a scooping motion, she pulled them back out, and a thick layer of dog cum came out with them. “Let me catch my breath,” she said, bringing the fingers to her mouth.
A tired sigh joined a shake of her head. The family’s hedonism was unbounded, it seemed. Sophie’s initial interest in the debauchery was tempered some now that her own arousal was taken care of, and after getting a taste the pooch herself. “Just don’t let it dry, alright? Here’s some extra towels. I’ll be in the living room.” Alissa grunted an affirmative as she sucked her fingers clean.
After some time, the soft ping of the washing machine announced it starting. Alissa was back in her clothes, the kitchen was as clean as when she arrived, and the vial of doggy drool was secure in her pocket, ready to be shipped off to the lab for testing. A big reach for the sky staved off an ache in her back as she stepped out to join her friend watching a show on the couch. She thought ahead to sneak a couple breath mints, too.
“So, Miss Mom, whatcha gonna do if this comes back positive?” Sophie asked.
“Mmmm, I don’t know yet. I’ve thought about getting a puppy before, but like, that’s way different than making one. Would I have my own kid as a pet? Or like… I don’t even know what to consider it.”
“What if there’s more than one? Dogs usually have a couple in a litter, you know.”
“Ugh, I didn’t think of that.” She looked down and rubbed her belly where the new life was stirring. “I’ll talk to my mom about it later. She’ll know what to do.” ",
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