The Thursday afternoon appointment at the Mardas household started off like any other. Luis Romero, Malamute and affable nerd doing freelance tech support, was there to set up a home network. The family, a foursome of bears consisting of mother, father, son and daughter, had typical needs. The whole family wanted to stream movies. The adult son wanted to play games online. The child daughter liked streaming music. It was a simple job. It should have taken an expert like Luis no more than an hour, perhaps two, especially because they did not want him to run ethernet through the house; Wi-Fi was all they wanted.

Most of the time when Luis spent setting up their router and managing the cables which went with it, the family stayed out of his hair. That was a nice thing. He was friendly and polite as a dog should be, but customers who bombarded him with skeptical questions made appointments drag on far longer than they needed to.

"Mr. Romero," Mrs. Mardas said, standing behind him with a glass of iced tea in her paw, "you seem to be a little hot down there. Here, have this, please. I'll turn the air down a bit for you."

"Oh, thank you very much," Luis said, a bit startled, but grateful. He was on the portly side, not obese, but he did tend to sweat overmuch in times of concentration. He drank most of the glass of tea, which was diabetically sweet but delicious, and then he sat the glass on the coffee table, taking care to use a coaster. Everything in the Mardas household was nice, but Luis used coasters everywhere as a matter of habit. It went with being a stranger in the homes he worked in.

Gradually the activity around him rose to a minor bustle. The adult son came home from work around three in the afternoon. He gave Luis a quick once-over. "You the IT guy? Gonna be able to play online after this? My connection was crap before."

"Well, a lot of it's gonna depend on your ISP and whether or not your family is really taxing the connection, but with this router, you'll at least-"

"Yeah, I don't care, man. Sorry. It's over my head." He yawned and scratched himself about the belly. Luis thought the bear was checking him out; Luis didn't mind. But he was on the job. "Good luck with that, man. Peace."

"Yeah, see you," Luis said, turning back to his work. He had the router connected, powered on, and the cables organized neatly. With his work laptop, he configured its security and settings. It was one of the easier parts of the installation. Connecting all their devices would take longer, but that was still simple. Then he could get paid.

Mr. and Mrs. Mardas entered into the living room dressed sharply, looking as if they might be going to a fancy dinner. The dog thought that Mrs. Mardas looked lovely; she was a very shapely bear, a bit plump, as bears should be.

The Malamute finished configuring the router. He stood up and said to the bears, "All right, now I just need to make sure all of your devices can connect to your new router."

"Oh, of course. Uh, let me show you what we have," Mr. Mardas said, and led Luis around. Into the master bedroom where his work computer was set up, where based on the tools lying around, Luis guessed the bear was an architect. Then into the room of Eric, the brother bear, who was sitting on his bed after a shower, still wrapped in a towel and playing on his phone. Luis connected his desktop to the Wi-Fi too.

Finally Mr. Mardas led Luis into the brightly-colored and heavily-decorated bedroom of his daughter, Penny. The little girl was lying back in bed, playing on a portable game console with headphones on. When she saw Luis, she gave the Malamute a look which the dog recognized. The same look Eric had given him.

"Hey dad," Penny said sweetly, the look gone as quickly as it appeared.

"Hello sweetie," dad said, smiling. "You're going to be good for Desmond tonight, right?"

"Oh, sure," she giggled. "I love Desmond."

Mr. Mardas chuckled and patted Luis's shoulder. The dog was setting up Penny's sticker-covered laptop to connect to the Wi-Fi. "Penny's such a sweet kid. Do you have any of your own, Mr. Romero?"

"Oh, no. Not yet, at least," Luis laughed. "But I definitely want some. I'd love to have a little girl of my own."

Penny said slyly, "I hear little girls are a handful."

Luis was out of Penny's room before long. In the living room, he went over everything with Mr. Mardas. He explained to unplug the router for five minutes if they had trouble connecting; he explained that their set-top box was plugged directly into it, no need to configure that. He told them how to add new devices and gave them the cheat-sheet for their new router with the password written on the back page. It seemed excessive, but Luis had dealt with people who fumbled even the simplest computer tasks.

Mr. Mardas smiled and pulled a crisp hundred dollar bill from his wallet. "Your fee, and a tip. You've been a helpful and courteous young man."

The Malamute took it with a smile. As he tucked the bill into his weathered wallet, he said politely, "Glad to be of service, sir. Enjoy your internet."

"Oh, we will," the bear said, "but first we're enjoying dinner, just as soon as the babysitter shows up."

That was when Mrs. Mardas hung up the phone in the kitchen. She said dourly, "There won't be a dinner. Desmond is sick with bronchitis."

Luis, packing his laptop back into his bag, paid the conversation minimal attention. He was about to show himself out when Mr. Mardas said, "Excuse me, Mr. Romero, but would you be interested in making another forty dollars?"

He turned to face the bears, smiling sheepishly. "Ah, Mr. Mardas, sir, I'm not much of a babysitter..."

"Oh, but Penny is just a darling," Mrs. Mardas implored. "She practically babysits herself. Just order some dinner on us and put her to bed around nine or ten... no violent movies or video games... all of her babysitters tell us she's simply wonderful."

Mr. Mardas sunk his paws into the pockets of his trousers. He smiled down at the Malamute dog. "Honey, I'm sure Mr. Romero has more appointments. All right. Never mind the forty, would a hundred make it more palatable?"

Luis had no more appointments that night. He also had no intention of correcting the magnanimous bear. He nodded smartly. "I think, for a hundred dollars, I could clear my schedule for tonight." He stuck out a burly paw and it was immediately, firmly taken for a shake.

"Good man," Mr. Mardas said with a wink and a grin. He reached back into his wallet. "For you," he said laying another one-hundred dollar bill on the dog's palm. Luis saw what seemed to be no shortage of bills in the wallet's billfold. He followed it with a twenty and said, "For dinner. Penny will tell you what she wants."

The mother bear ducked into Penny's room to apprise her of the change of plans. The pair thanked Luis on their way out, and they left in their Mercedes-Benz without lingering a moment longer.

Luis, wallet fat and his night laid out for him, walked down the hall. Eric's door was closed. Without really paying attention, Luis was able to hear a soft snore coming from inside. He went into Penny's room and saw the girl sitting on the edge of her bed, dragging a brush through her chocolate-colored hair. She looked at Luis and grinned.

"You're babysitting me, huh?"

"Looks like it," Luis said, shrugging. "My name's Luis. Just so you know."

"That's cool," Penny said, shrugging. She eyed the dog for a moment, looking over his pudgy belly, his black hair with its little red accent towards the front. "I like your hair."

Luis chuckled and ran a paw through it. "Aw. Thanks. Yours is nice too. You must brush it a lot to keep it so pretty, huh?"

"Yu-u-up," Penny giggled. "What do you do for fun, Luis?"

The Malamute pulled out Penny's desk chair and sat in it backwards, his arms hanging over the backrest. "Uh, you know. Video games sometimes. Rock climbing is fun. You ever drive a go-kart?"

"Once," the girl said. "It was okay. You like dancing?"

"Sorry, I couldn't carry a rhythm if you glued it to my paws," Luis said, grinning sheepishly. "Why, you like to dance?"

The girl gestured around at the posters of bands and singers pinned up around her room. "Um, [i]duh.[/i] I love music."

Luis narrowed his eyes and grinned. "Excu-u-use me. I didn't know."

"Well now you do-o-o know," Penny said, mimicking him. She dropped her brush on the nightstand, leaving its fibers laced with brown hairs. "Let's do something! I wanna watch TV."

"Sure. Nothing too mature, though," Luis warned, getting up and following Penny out of the room.

For a little while Luis watched TV with her. He sipped iced tea, having another couple glasses of it as they watched cartoons. Mostly Penny giggled at the slapstick humor in her cartoons. Luis caught the more veiled jokes stuck in for the adults.

Eventually Luis said, "Excuse me. I gotta do something." He got up and made his way to the bathroom in the hallway. Penny followed him silently.

As the dog unzipped his fly and tugged free his plump sheath, Penny opened the door behind him. Luis yelped and covered up, looking severely at her in the mirror. "Penny, hey!"

The bear giggled. "Hay is for horses."

"Ha-ha," Luis dryly said. "I'm busy here, would you mind shutting the door?"

"But how else am I gonna see your cock?" Penny asked him bluntly, grinning.

The dog stared at her. He said nothing, but his expression asked [i]what did you just say?[/i]

Penny let herself in and shut the door. She pressed up against Luis' broad back and swatted playfully at his censoring paws. He whined, his only response to the shock of the situation.

"Mmm, c'mon, let me see. I just wanna look, I wanna watch you go pee. I love seeing guys pee."

"This isn't happening, I refuse to believe it," said Luis, but in saying it, he only made himself realize that it [i]was[/i] happening, that Penny [i]had[/i] been eyeing him like a piece of meat because she was horny for him. He said in a tiny voice, "Your brother might come in here..."

Penny blew a fart sound with her lips. "My brother? He doesn't care who I fuck."

"You fu-, you do that?" Luis bleated. His bladder ached. He felt if he didn't piss soon, he would mess himself. "Penny, please, just-, just scram, would you? I need to go, bad!"

"So go-o-o," Penny tittered. She stepped around Luis and leaned against the wall adjacent to the toilet, looking like a street urchin waiting for some little old lady to harass. Her young face appeared terribly adult with such a monstrous grin on it. "Go piss, if you gotta do it so bad."

Luis thought of a few more ways to try and shoo her, from saying he had a bashful bladder to outright throwing her out, but he was stressed, and he was ready to pop. He pulled his eyes off of her with a great effort and lifted the toilet seat. Holding his sheath, pressing it in to bare to tip of his penis, he took aim and he sighed.

The dog's piss stream was a healthy golden shade. Luis kept well-hydrated, even if he tended to sweat a lot at times. The sweet tea Mrs. Mardas had been giving him contributed to the fullness of his bladder along with the relative purity of its contents.

"So much pi-i-iss," Penny giggled. She crept closer, smirking, eyeing Luis's cock with the hungry gaze of a sex offender. She sidled up to the pudgy dog and slid her paw daintily around his sheath. Luis winced, whined. His stream choked off to a dribble and he gasped in pain.

"Dummy," she laughed. "Why'd you quit?"

"I didn't think you'd touch me," Luis huffed. "Quit it, Penny..."

But Penny held on. She took over aiming for him. She leaned closer and touched her lips to the point of his penis, mouthed it, tasted his dribbles. "Mm, nice dick, really nice sheath too," growled Penny as Luis looked on, vexed by the horny bear. "Bet you have a hu-u-uge knot."

"It's-, it's decent-sized," Luis murmured. "Let me finish... please."

Penny giggled. "Finish up, dummy, I'm not stopping you." She kept her face near his groin, smelling the musk of his sheath, the slightly sour smell of his sweat. She was watching intently and somewhat jealously when Luis began to piss again, though all he had to evacuate was a few short bursts, each forced out by a grunting push.

"All done now?" Penny asked.

"Yeah. Uh, lemme just-, you know. Shake off, and-"

Penny mouthed him again. Her lips smooched, suckled around his penis, nose brushing with the rim of his sheath, smelling it. Luis felt shameful pleasure. He was trembling, having the same thoughts the boys always did at this point. Grappling with the realization of one's attraction to a little girl was a revelation not everyone could handle.

"Holy crap," Luis wheezed. "You're [i]really[/i] gonna-, oh, man."

"Really gonna what?" Penny growled, grinning up at the dog. She licked her lips as her paws clapped onto his chubby ass cheeks. "Gonna fuck you silly? Oh, heck yeah."

Luis was about to protest, but the look in Penny's honey-hued eyes stopped him cold. Penny may have been a child, but she had the stare of an adult; he wondered what kind of a domineering bitch she would grow up to be. The idea was as exciting as it was horrible.

"What if we get-?"

"Ugh, [i]every[/i] guy asks that, gawd." Penny nuzzled with his belly. "I've been fucking my babysitters since I was, like, seven."

[i]"Seven?[/i] Good god, how many have you slept with?" Luis asked, shocked yet darkly fascinated.

"I dunno, I lost count," Penny lied. "Point is, I haven't been busted yet."

"First time for everything," Luis sourly replied. Penny giggled girlishly, and in that instant she seemed fairly normal again, not that Luis could ever see her as being just a little kid anymore.

"Don't be such a dork. You won't get caught as long as you don't get all weird and nervous. So just rela-a-ax, okay? Gawd, Luis." She moved towards the door, opened it, and paused in its frame. "Don't forget to flush that."

Alone in the restroom, the dog felt as if he might just be on the edge of a breakdown. Nothing about this was right. It felt good and that horrified him. He flushed the toilet, watching his piss swirl and vanish, cold clear water coming up in its stead. He was looking at the toilet without really seeing it; his mind was a million miles away. He left without washing his paws. Luis did not want to look in the mirror.

"Hey, Luis, in here," Penny said from her bedroom. The dog peered in, eyes narrow, usual friendly countenance twisted into mistrust.

He stepped into her bedroom without prompting. He bit his lower jowl, suckled it, huffed through his nostrils. The bear studied him a moment, smiling, and then she laid back on her bed. Luis watched, feeling helpless, as she tugged down her small blue shorts.

Gently, she asked, "You eat pussy?"

"Yeah," Luis mumbled. He pushed his thick thighs together, wishing to stop the swell in his sheath. It was no good. He'd had his taste of Penny, so to speak, and now he was in for the rest of the ride.

She giggled. Her thin, yet shapely legs spread. With the help of her fingers, so did the lips of her sex. Luis eyed the pink slit and sunk into concentration. His jaw hung slightly agape.

"That was an invitation, silly," she bear cooed. "C'mere... I bet your tongue feels so-o-o good, Luis."

The Malamute stepped up to the bed. His cock was beginning to prod out of its sheath, lipstick rubbing on the inside of his briefs. He paused with a knee on the bed and asked cautiously, "Can I take my pants off?"

Penny snickered. "Duh. Heck, get [i]naked."[/i]

"Just my pants," Luis said lowly, wanting to maintain some control over this situation, no matter how slim. By the edge of the bed he tugged down his jeans, then Penny suddenly touched a foot to his groin. Her feet were rather large and flat with thick pads.

Penny pinched his budding penis with her big toe and its neighbor. She cooed, "Do you like my feet, Luis? My other babysitters love 'em."

"They're-, they're nice, sure," Luis huffed, looking down at Penny with need and submission in his gaze.

The bear pinched and rubbed, giggling. "Ooh, you're so lea-a-aky," said the bear, admonishing Luis. "My toes are gonna stink like your precum now."

Luis pushed into her foot. He grasped it, rubbing it in somewhat shaky fingers. Her fur was so soft, not an adult's coat, and the pads were like velvet, immature, barely calloused as bear feet went. "God, you're really-, just, uh, good."

"Good?" Penny snorted. "You were gonna say something else, Luis." She giggled, pushing her foot into his groin, pinching that growing rocket ship of his. "Were you gonna say I'm hot? Do you find little girls [i]hot?"[/i]

"Forget it, forget I said it," Luis groaned, blushing beet-red beneath his fur.

The girl laughed. She yanked back her foot, pulling it off of Luis's penis and out of his desperately stroking fingers. In a move like something a stripper would pull, Penny splayed her legs into a wide V-shape and pulled gently at the edges of her cunt, spreading the lips, baring the pink. She said in her most lascivious of voices, [i]"Eat[/i] me."

Luis knelt. Trembling, blushing, precum soaking through his briefs. He felt like a wreck, like some junkie dying for a fix. He expected himself to hesitate as if rejecting the little bear; instead he plowed his snout into her groin and he snorted her deeply, sucking her moist musk into his lungs and sinuses.

The bear snapped her legs around his head as if it had been a trap. She palmed the back of his head, giggling to him, "Good boy, Luis, smell me. You love how I smell, don't you? Don't you-u-u?"

"Yes," Luis wheezed. It was no lie, just a succinct answer - and about all he could come up with in his present state. His nose was wedged slightly into the opening of her vagina and he snuffled her, inhaling immature musk, a scent not yet touched by puberty yet still vulgar and heady. His tail wagged as he smelled her. Then he started to lick, slurping the surface of her cunt. He spread the lips himself, parting them in that peace-sign way. His tongue dipped into her vagina, dragged over the tiny slit of her urethra and strummed the small but stiff nub of her clitoris.

Penny huffed and crooned. She was young and consequently easy to please in spite of her experience. Her wetness came on at once and was tasted often by Luis's loping tongue. She pawed his head, played with his ears, rubbing and scratching them like she did with so many of her boytoys when they munched on her.

"Ooh, Luis, yeah," she whimpered. Her toes curled and she grinned up at her ceiling on which glow-in-the-dark stars and planets had been puttied into place, currently outshone by the lamp. "Fuck, your tongue is so big and slobbery, I lo-o-ove it."

"Good, real good," Luis huffed, still blushing and nervous but with a modicum of confidence. His prick throbbed, outright aching with the need for release. He tugged his briefs down under his balls and let his crotch breathe. The musky smell of his sweaty genitals competed with Penny's rather demure scent.

The bear snuffled the air, nostrils flaring wide. She grinned slyly. She asked, "Is that smell you-u-u, Luis? Mm, you have your dick out..."

"Yeah," Luis puffed, speaking against her cunt as if it were a microphone. His frayed nerves were calming, his panic and uncertainty turning into something more confident: lust for the little bear, naked and raw. He slurped through the split of her cuntlips, but he made this lap slow and sensuous, dragging it out for many seconds. Penny cooed lowly.

It was impulse and perverse lust which drove Luis's next move. He dragged his nose along her snatch, snuffling it but idly. Over the tiny patch of her perineum where her fur was thin enough to expose pink flesh beneath, and then his nostrils pressed into her anus. He breathed in her scent in long, hungry inhalations. His tail wagged giddily. Pussy smelled good, but ass smelled better; it was a dog thing he had given up on fighting years ago.

"You smell so," Luis huffed, whined, [i]"so[/i] good, Penny..."

"Mhm," Penny concurred, her smile devilish, cheeks blushing. She palmed his head playfully, rubbing ears, smoothing down his hair only to see it spring back up. It reminded her of a stubborn cowlick she had. "Hey, Lui-i-is, how long are you gonna smell me?"

The dog blinked. He looked along he smooth body, blushing and smiling like an awkward teen with a poorly-timed hard-on. "Is that rhetorical?"

"Ma-a-aybe," Penny said, snickering. She cinched her legs around his head, squeezed him in rather tightly, and rubbed down in the cups of his ears. He began to softly growl. "I wanted to do something for [i]you[/i] if you were done smelling my butthole..."

Luis looked up at her again. His nose was in her anus; looking along the smooth plane of her body was like looking over a horizon. She was perfect, her curves so subtle as to be flat. In her eyes was a look he saw as anything but childlike. He knew what a hellion she was, but seeing the lust in her gaze still startled him.

"I-I can stop whenever, if you want me to," he offered, trying but failing not to sound overeager.

The young bear giggled. She released him from the grip of her thighs and pushed his head. The suggestion was enough to make him pull back. "You're a dork but I like dorks, so that's cool."

"Thanks," Luis uncertainly replied.

She snickered now. "Luis, get naked for me, okay? Dork."

The Malamute wasn't ruffled by the name. He installed networking equipment for a living; he was a dork and well aware of it. "Okay, Penny," the dog said softly, passively, like a negotiator trying to keep the hostages alive. "Whatever you want."

Penny sat up on the bed. She traced the lips of her sex delicately. To Luis it appeared seductive, but the intent was purely selfish. She said as he peeled off his shirt, "My dad always says that. But my mom says I'm gonna be [i]spoiled[/i] if they keep giving me what I want."

"Spoiled, huh?" The dog dropped his shirt and peeled down his briefs and shorts. His somewhat doughy body wobbled a bit. His stomach and rump were noticeably round. On his chest were the beginnings of moobs, but Luis carried his extra weight well. He stood before Penny nervously because he was with a child, not because of self-consciousness.

"Yeah, spoiled." She giggled again. "I'm not spoiled! I'm just, you know, used to always getting my way." She winked at him and grinned toothily. "Speaking of - come here." She patted her adult-sized bed and scooted over to make room for him. As he sat down, planting his sweaty rump on the sheets, she moved in on him hungrily.

Luis at first pulled away, and then grabbed for the bear. His paws felt over her smooth body lustfully. He shuddered, "God, you're so sexy. For, I mean-, for a little girl." He looked away from her and splayed back his ears. "Aw, man. This is weird."

"Ga-a-awd would you stop being such a dweeb," Penny groaned, exasperated. She pushed on Luis's chest and side, pushing him over using suggestion. "Get on your belly already. Let me lick your butthole."

His ears perked. As he laid down, penis rubbing into the bed, he asked, "You want to eat my ass?" There was surprise in his voice.

"Duh," she answered. As Luis wriggled into comfort on the bed, face down and tail up, she straddled his thick thighs. Her paws gripped his round butt cheeks and pried them open, exposing a sweaty crack, a pink anus, and a musky stink. She growled as she buried her nose in the cleft. More hungrily than he had smelled her, she snorted his asshole and then began to slobber it, smearing her tongue against its rim. Her tongue was wide and strong even at this tender age; Penny was after all a bear.

Luis's toes curled at the first snuffle. When the licks began he moaned, nuzzling the bed, blushing hot and red. What amazed him was how Penny kept going back to snorting him. She was breathing in his smell, devouring it, sucking deep hits off of his asshole with the wild lust of an experienced ass fiend.

"Penny, goddamn," he whispered.

"Your butt smells so good," Penny growled, grinning wide. Her fluffy stub of a tail wiggled. She slurped his asshole, dragged her tongue down to his balls, and mouthed them hungrily. His sack was heavy but she did her best, gulping on the gonads one after the other, smearing his fur with drool, all the while inhaling his mature smell. Her suckles concluded, she slurped up his crack, nose acting like a plow, digging into the fur and upsetting the embedded sweat. She snorted his pucker again and then smacked her jowly lips onto its rim, giving it suckle after suckle to which Luis writhed and whined. His precum made a wide stain in the sheets.

"Fuck, oh holy fuck," Luis wheezed. "This is-, this is legit the best rimjob ever. Oh holy [i]shit[/i] you're a demon, Penny."

The bear laughed and pulled back her snout just a bit. She nuzzled his chubby ass cheeks, making their flesh dimple under her muzzle. She hugged him this way and said softly, girlishly, "So-o-o, you wanna [i]fuck[/i] me, Luis? I bet you could knot me so-o-o good with that cock of yours. Oh, I love being knotted."

Luis couldn't remember ever blushing so much in his entire life. Not even high school had been this awkward. He asked her shakily, "Are you-, are you sure I even can? You're so small and I'm-, well I'm not [i]huge,[/i] but you're small!"

She giggled. "Gawd, Luis. I [i]stretch.[/i] So do guys, 'cuz I've watched guys, just, wow. I've seen guys do some [i]stuff."[/i]

"I don't do stuff," Luis rather defensively said. Not really a lie, not exactly the truth either, but he had already acquainted himself with what was between Penny's thighs. She didn't need to know there were times when he was happy to bite a pillow.

"Whatever," Penny scoffed. She mouthed his rump, pulled on his tail a few times, and then rolled off of the Malamute. Side by side with him, she looked at his bashful, cute face and smiled. "Just fuck me, dork. You know you wanna."

Luis's rump felt somewhat chilly with so much of the girl's drool on the cheeks and especially down in the crack. He felt like he was a buttered biscuit. He rolled over, sat up, started to lean over Penny and then stopped. His paw hung indecisively in midair. "You're sure? Positive? I don't want to hurt you."

The girl groaned. "Oh my god you are [i]such[/i] a loser," she whined. Jumping to her feet with youthful energy and grace, Penny stood over Luis. He looked up at her uncertainly, but with so much interest in his gaze. Her attitude and name-calling did not detract from his lust; it made his feelings even stronger. Her sass was adorable.

Penny gripped his shoulders and lowered herself into his lap. "It's not that difficult," she huffed, though there was a note of anticipation to her voice. As the lips of her sex brushed with his pointed, pink penis, a grin flashed on her lips.

Luis shuddered. He grabbed his penis, held it, guided it for the small bear who then pressed down. The slippery folds of her cuntlips parted and her humid sex engulfed his meat. Luis bit his lip and whined. Penny was tight, but he was familiar with tight pussies; Penny's age was the real treat to him. She was so forbidden, and so wonderful as a consequence. He slid his paws along her back, going against the grain of her fur.

Penny pressed her smooth chest to Luis's. She nibbled his jaw, kissed him, then growled in her seductive and soft way for him. It came as a surprise to Luis how direct she was in sliding down on him. She needed no time to adjust, no wiggling. In one push she settled against the bulb of his knot which, even now, seemed like an impossible fit considering the size of the bear.

The Malamute kissed her between the eyes. He said in a soft, warm voice, "You're good, Penny. You know that?"

"Yep," Penny giggled. She smooched him back on the lips.

Luis smelled his musk on her face; the scent was arousing yet also a cause for self-consciousness. Luis went to considerable lengths to maintain his hygiene but his tendency to sweat often undermined his efforts. Even now his armpits were swampy and vulgar.

He asked her, "So, my smell, you liked it...?"

Penny eyed him queerly. Her paws palmed his shoulders, felt around to his armpits, and she did not react to the sweat in them. Starting to bounce with her taut, doelike legs, Penny said flatly, "Duh, I wouldn't have sniffed you so much if I didn't."

Luis blushed and smirked. "You're a brat."

"And you're still a dork. With a nice-smelling butthole, at least, but still. Mayor of Dorkston, that's you."

The dog sighed and closed his eyes. He felt with care down Penny's back, relishing the delicate sinew of her immature body and the soft brown fur which covered it. He kissed her cheek and said, "Yeah, I'm a dork. King of the dorks, I guess."

Penny snickered. "Know your role, bi-i-itch." With that, she smooched his lips and giggled. Smoothly, quickly, Penny bounced upon Luis's throbbing cock. Its pointed tip pressed deep into her, shooting spurts of precum into the taboo passage of her sex. She in turn gave him wetness of her own, her cunt adding its lubrication to Luis's cock.

Luis cupped Penny's round, small rump and he pulled her down into his lap. The tender bulb of his knot ground against her cunt's lips and the contact made him shudder. "Ooh, god. Am I gonna get to knot you?"

"Uh-huh," Penny huffed, nuzzling into the dog's chest, smelling his scent and sweat. Her arms slid around his chubby trunk, fingers just short of meeting behind his back. "Mm, your cock feels really good, you know? I don't get dog cock enough."

The dog smiled slyly in spite of his blush. He licked the girl's cheek, then said, "You can have mine all you want, anytime."

"Ooh, that a promise?" Penny giggled. She kissed him, mouthed his muzzle playfully. Her teeth grazed harmlessly over his fur and flesh. "I bet you could gimme tech support all night long."

"Mm, yeah, tech support," Luis sheepishly agreed. For several moments he watched Penny as she rode him, admiring her smooth chest, her graceful yet firm movements. Luis felt the same strange delight as so many other men who babysat the girl; reluctance towards sex with a child growing into pure appreciation for the wonders of her young form.

Penny pushed his chest and said, "Lay back, Luis. Just lay back for me."

The Malamute laid back slowly and more freely admired the little girl, how she rode him with a well-practiced cowgirl rhythm. She caught his gaze and she grinned, her honey-hued eyes seeming to glint. "What are you staring at, dweeb?"

"Just you," Luis blurted. He chuckled and twiddled his thumbs. "You're just so damn hot like this. It's-, it's weird to say that about a-, you know."

The little bear snickered. She draped herself over Luis, paws falling on the subtle mounds of his moobs. The dog yipped, laid his paws over hers, and stared into her eyes.

"You get used to that, so I'm told," Penny said. Now she was gyrating into Luis, mashing her drippy sex against the bulk of his knot. Luis's loins felt tingly as if carrying a current.

Luis watched her work, huffing softly, bucking upwards when the urge to fuck took him over. As time passed, those urges grew stronger, harder to resist. Before long, Penny asked him with a giggle, "You about to cum or something?"

"God, I want to," Luis whined. He stroked her hips, her sides. His thumbs twiddled her small nipples, teasing them, pleasing himself in the process. "Just need my knot inside of you..."

A sly look crossed Penny's snout. She slipped off of Luis and the dog whined, "Oh no, don't stop. Please."

The little girl rolled onto her belly. Rump perked, she growled, "If you wanna knot me, then do it yourself."

Luis gawped at the bear, first in profile, then from behind after he pulled himself up. His cock was wet with her juices and his own, and it throbbed heartily, the knot especially a thick red bulb busy with veins. He touched her behind and murmured, "Uh, I don't really top that much, but-"

"Well you [i]better[/i] if you wanna knot me," Penny scoffed, and waggled her bottom from side to side. She looked back at him with a smirk on her face. "Come on, dork!"

A huff from Luis, then he mounted the girl, clumsy in doing so but hardly ignorant. His second entry into her sex was easy, just as he thought it would be, but she was still snug.

Luis hunched over the girl, knot grinding on her cuntlips. He mumbled, "All right. Here we go."

At first Luis was slow, even gentle as he fucked Penny. His knot patted against her sex, his balls hitting her thighs. Over his chubby behind, his tail swished and fanned the scent of his anal musk about the girl's room.

She growled, "Come o-o-on, fuck me..."

"I [i]am[/i] fucking you," Luis grunted.

Penny said, "Harder, you know what I mean. You can [i]fuck,[/i] can't you?"

Luis had no siblings, but he wondered if Penny's demands were anything like having a younger sister. He bit his tongue and pushed against the little bear harder. It didn't take long before his hips were crashing into her rump slowly but with great force, and beneath him the girl gasped and cooed, finally satisfied with the dog.

"Aw, yeah, that's it," Penny shuddered. "Good doggy, Luis."

"Mm, thanks, yeah," Luis muttered, blushing crimson. He brought his hips against her over and over with everything he could muster. Luis was chubby, but he was a strong dog when he applied the muscles hidden under his fur and chub.

Luis licked over her ears, nibbled on one. He huffed into her hair and said, "Fuck, I'm gonna cum inside of you. I'm gonna fill you [i]up."[/i]

"You better," said Penny, voice mewling and soft. "Ho, damn. Oh, that's what I fucking need. Keep it up."

The dog panted and puffed into Penny's soft black hair. Distantly he was aware of the fruity scent of her hair, some children's shampoo giving her an appealing scent. He nosed around her locks and licked the back of her neck in a manner nearly predatory. For his efforts, Penny shuddered and bucked back. He felt the round, warm cheeks of her butt grind against him and he wanted to smell her again. But more than that, he wanted to cum, and to knot her.

Luis voiced a rare snarl as he pushed the bear flat to the bed. Penny gasped, but then moaned to voice her approval. Pressed close, Luis battered the child with his drilling hips, forcing his cock into her sex again and again, the knot abusing her folds but not yet sinking in.

The little girl gasped, whined. She nuzzled into the bed and shuddered as she abruptly came. Her sex tightened for Luis, accommodating pink growing stubbornly snug as he continued to fuck it. Her gush of musky, clear fluid coated his cock, made the sex noisily wet.

"Fuck-, [i]fuck!"[/i] Luis grunted, pushing against the girl, forcing his cock into her spasmodically clenching twat. His wide knot popped past the folds and her cunt vanished its bulk. Penny's small body hitched as the knot found its way in. She cried out in what was certainly pain, but chased the cry with a warbling moan, an overload of pleasure making her small body tremble.

The Malamute brayed as he came. His cum gushed into the tight bear in thick ribbons, fertile dog slop for Penny's infertile bear womb. His knot plugged her until it couldn't any longer, and a pressurized stream of cum spurted around its bulk and shot in a jagged bolt nearly to the foot of the bed.

Luis laid over her, burying her under his heavy, sweaty body. Softly he gyrated as he came, and her hips moved with his due to the tying knot. After several moments, Luis pulled himself up, kneeling over the girl. "Are you-, uh, you all right, Penny?"

"Mm, mhm... just peachy," Penny shuddered. "Holy fuck, you [i]pounded[/i] me, dude."

A sheepish grin crossed Luis's muzzle. With his orgasm behind him, the gravity of the situation finally sunk in: he was an IT guy in a customer's home, babysitting on a minute's notice, and he had just dumped his nuts into the client's preteen daughter. Just thinking about it made him dizzy. He closed his eyes and tried to quiet his thoughts before they ran wild.

Unaware of Luis's turmoil, Penny asked, "Hey, dude, you wanna do that butt to butt thing?"

"Butt to-, huh?" Luis blurted. Only then did he remember. "Oh, uh, sure." Instincts half-remembered reminded him of what to do; he turned himself around, his genitals harmlessly twisting the way they were meant to do as he put himself rump to rump with the little bear, his knotted cock bridging their bodies.

For a few moments, Luis rested this way. Then, through nerves and boredom, he felt compelled to ask, "Uh, so, what do you want to do next...?"

"Oh, I dunno," Penny sighed. "Maybe we can, like, take a shower if you want? Or just fuck some more? I kinda wanna eat your ass again."

Luis blushed and grinned. "I wouldn't mind that."

They wriggled, testing the tie. Penny's cunt, somewhat reddened, held stubbornly to the dog's knot. Penny huffed. She said, "Maybe after we, y'know, untie from each other, you can order dinner?"

"Oh. Yeah, sure. What's your thing, pizza?"

"Pizza, yeah. Sausage and mushroom," Penny said. "Pepperoni is [i]okay,[/i] but I love sausage. And I demand mushrooms."

A few minutes passed. Luis huffed, "I've really gotta pee..."

"Don't you do it inside of me," Penny snickered. "That's [i]gross."[/i]

"Well, I need to pull out then, and you're not gonna like that," Luis said.

The bear grumbled. "I kno-o-ow. This isn't my first knot, dummy. Okay, okay. Just, like-, just do it. Like, don't count to three, just-!"

Luis yanked away from the bear, popping the bulk of his knot out of her sex. Penny shrieked and a gush of Luis's semen chased his exiting cock like a gout of blood from a wound. With tears of pain wetting her eyes, she snapped, "Mother [i]fucker,[/i] that hurt!"

The dog scooted off the bed. He threw his paws up defensively. "Hey, you said-!"

"I know, I know," Penny groaned. "Gawd, though!" She slipped off the bed herself and stood with a rather amusing gunslinger posture. Cum dribbled from her sex in slow-moving trails. "I need to pee, too."

They walked to the bathroom together. Luis was quietly amused by Penny's waddling, uncomfortable walk. He stepped up to the toilet and asked, "Do you want to watch again?"

"Me first," Penny growled, pushing his hip. She sat delicately on the seat and started to relieve herself immediately and with a long, contented sigh. Her golden eyes drifted shut and a smile crested on her muzzle. "Mmm, [i]that's[/i] better."

Not once in Luis's life had he willingly watched someone - a girl especially - urinate. He had seen it in the locker room, everyone saw it there, but never had he gone out of his way to watch it happen. Penny pissing in front of him awoke a queer pleasure in him; a dribble of precum fell from his still stiff, knotted erection. He had no interest in tasting her urine, yet watching her expel it in front of him, with even less hesitation than any of the boys from the locker room, was arousing to him.

Penny's eyes opened and she gazed up at Luis, smirking as if she knew exactly what was on his mind. His cheeks flushed and he asked sharply, "What's that look about?"

"Nothin," Penny giggled. "Just looking at a gross pervert who probably wants to taste little girl piss." She pulled some toilet paper off of the roll and blotted herself with the sheets. She dropped them into the dirtied water and hopped off, clean if not still sore. "Finish up and flush. I don't need to see it again."

Luis watched her go, little bottom waggling with every step. He shuddered. Despite his climax and his residual erection and plump knot, he wanted to go again.

After the dog finished the challenging task of pissing with a full erection, he joined Penny in the living room. His penis had receded mostly into its sheath. Only a pink, lipstick-like protrusion was visible in the orifice.

"Hey, Luis," Penny asked, then sipped from her can of root beer, "you wanna know something I like to do?"

The dog eyed her can of root beer for a moment. Penny smiled and offered it to him with generosity he found surprising. After he sipped it and handed it back, he said, "Sure."

She grinned. She set it on the counter and leaned on him, hugging him. "I lo-o-ove to watch boys have sex. Like, in front of me. Not in porn."

"You watch porn?" Luis asked, and then felt silly for saying it.

The girl let it slide. She said, "I just love that, watching guys, like, make out and blow each other. And eat ass. Oh, god, watching guys eat each other out is so fucking hot." She pulled back and looked in his eyes, her smile innocent enough, but Luis knew better. "Do you like to fuck guys, Luis? Would you like to fuck another guy for me?"

Luis began to grin and blush. He touched Penny's shoulders, feeling gently over the sinew of her youthful, taut form. His tail swished. "Ummm. Well. I don't really fuck other guys... but I do [i]get[/i] fucked, sometimes. I definitely like girls more, I'm sorry."

Penny licked her lips and hummed in thought. "Mmm. Oka-a-ay. So, what's something [i]you[/i] would really love, huh? Maybe we can trade?"

"A trade?" Luis asked, his tone skeptical. But he considered it for a moment. And so far, he had enjoyed every second of the bear's company. "All right. So... something I would really enjoy. I want to-, have sloppy seconds with you."

The small bear grinned, and Luis expected mockery. But she said evenly, "Okay. That's kinda hot. I know a guy."

She pulled Luis down and kissed him softly; they both enjoyed the flavor of their own musk. Then she used the phone in the kitchen, and she called Desmond. The domineering, cajoling tone Penny used told the dog that Desmond was stuck under the girl's thumb. He wondered if he was there, himself. Her phone call included a pizza order.

Penny hung up and said, "Okay, my friend is on his way. He'll be a little bit, I told him to bring dinner."

"I'm pretty hungry," Luis admitted. "I thought that Desmond guy had bronchitis?" he asked, nodding toward the phone.

Penny brushed it off. "Oh, he's full of crap. He lies to get out of babysitting me. Last time it was a migraine."

Luis expected sex, or at least foreplay, but he and Penny sat nude on the couch playing a savagely violent fighting game. Luis, no stranger to fighting games, put down his controller after losing his fifth straight match. He had won one out of eight. "Jesus. You should play in tournaments. Where the heck does a little girl learn to play like that?"

"Smoking losers like you online," Penny snickered.

The front doorknob rattled, then opened. Luis flinched and looked over the couch, his expression that of a soldier watching seeing a grenade arc towards his foxhole. Penny simply climbed over the back of the couch and was halfway across the living room when the door opened.

Luis got a look at Desmond and nearly mistook him for a girl. Desmond was a foxcoon and a very pretty boy with rather girly hips. He carried a pizza box with him.

"Hi, Desmond," Penny cooed. "Luis, this is Desmond."

"Hello," Desmond said, sounding like some kind of prisoner: resigned and broken. He set the pizza on the counter. "You're naked, aren't you?"

The chubby Malamute got up and stepped around the couch, grinning sheepishly. "Uh, Penny wanted us-"

"Oh, god, this guy?" Desmond groaned at the bear. "Look how big his balls are. I bet he's got a knot the size of my fist! Come on!"

"You love being knotted," Penny giggled. "But he's not gonna fuck you, gosh."

Luis and Desmond eyed each other warily. The foxcoon asked, "No? He's not?"

"Actually, um," Luis said, "you're gonna fuck her. And then-, I'm gonna fuck her."

"So, nothing's going in my butt tonight?" Desmond asked, looking for the catch.

"Nope," Luis affirmed.

"Well, yeah," Penny said. "Luis's gonna lick your butthole some. Like, to get you going."

The dog looked at her, meaning to give her a glare, but found he had no real power over the girl; she owned him like she owned Desmond. He understood at once why Desmond seemed incapable of smiling.

"Pizza first," Luis managed to say.

Penny agreed. The three of them had pizza - sausage and mushroom, her favorite - and frosty cans of root beer.

After pizza, Penny led the boys into her room, where the bed was still disheveled from their earlier play. The foxcoon wordlessly stripped down, then folded his arms across his slim breast.

"Kiss for me," Penny giggled. "Just a little smooch, gawd."

Luis leaned in close to Desmond tentatively. The fox was pretty, but Luis found himself feeling shy. It was Desmond who smooched Luis, firmly but quickly on the lips.

"Good boys," the bear cooed. She laid back in her bed, parted her taut legs, and then parted the lips of her sex. They too were taut and flawless; Luis noticed hardly any gape from his earlier knotting.

Desmond climbed over her, small cock halfway erect. He laid over her small body, and in spite of his sour attitude, he kissed her on the lips. Penny cooed, kissing him back, and Luis listened with a small, shy grin as their kiss deepened into laps and suckles. The bear's small paws cupped Desmond's ass cheeks and parted them, and down between them Luis saw the foxcoon's tight anal ring, its rim slightly puffy as if from training.

Under his own will, Luis would have never rimmed another male. Under Penny's thumb, he still was tentative, but the bear was impossible to disobey now. He was her newest pet, and he was aware of this fact. As he touched his nose to Desmond's anus, he became aware of the foxcoon's mild scent, but did not eagerly smell it. He dragged his tongue over Desmond's anus several times, smearing on the drool, listening with some pleasure to the soft moans Desmond made.

Penny cooed, "Is he licking your butthole?"

"Yeah," Desmond sighed. "He's-, he's actually pretty good at that."

"I thought so," the bear giggled. "You su-u-ure you don't want him to fuck you?"

Luis, for just a moment, thought he might actually fuck Desmond - if she asked for it. He continued to slurp, to taste Desmond.

"No," Desmond said, after hesitating several seconds. "I'm ready now."

Luis pulled away and wiped the drool off his lips. He ducked down and briefly, teasingly stole a lap across the girl's anus, then sat back on the bed.

"Perv," Penny giggled. "Butt-licker."

The dog watched closely, fondling himself, licking his musky lips as Desmond fucked the little bear. His cock was small, uncircumcised, and it fit within Penny easily; he found it a marvel that the girl could enjoy Desmond so much after being knotted.

Luis watched from an assortment of angles as if shooting a porno. Once he knelt near the head of the bed, and Penny took time away from kissing Desmond to smooch and suckle the tip of Luis's penis. In the same moment, under Penny's direction, Desmond also tasted the Malamute.

She asked in a low, sultry tone, "How's his cock taste, Desmond?"

"Like you," Desmond whispered.

"Like me," Penny giggled. "Like little girl pussy. You both are weirdos."

"Yeah," Desmond agreed. Luis chuckled softly.

For a good, long while, Luis enjoyed the live entertainment. He fluffed but did not masturbate, though the thought of entering Penny's creamed sex titillated him far more than any imagery, live or not. Precum dribbled from his cock in copious amounts and he found himself wishing Desmond would cum already. It amazed him that the foxcoon could last so long in the first place.

But finally, Desmond bucked into Penny groaning and shuddering. His back arched and his hips heaved and he buried his little member inside of her. His toes curled and Penny crooned, licking his ears, kissing his cheeks, whispering sweet things to him. Calling him a good foxcoon.

Desmond pulled away from her after what felt to Luis like the longest ten seconds of his life. He felt like a child on Christmas Eve. He watched, huffing, as Desmond's small flaccid cock exited her pink sex. A dribble of cum followed it and the dog salivated at the thought of the mess just inside those lips.

"C'mon, Luis," Penny said softly, keeping her legs parted. "Desmond made it nice and sticky for you."

Luis straddled her, trembling, blushing. Sloppy seconds were fun and uncommon enough. Sloppy seconds with a bear cub who made him stiffer and needier than any woman he had ever met, an unthinkably rare treat. He plunged into her greedily, cock coring out that young cunt as if for the first time, displacing fat ropes of spent foxcoon cum. Luis shuddered as he felt the mess oozing across his cock. He laid over Penny and kissed her ferociously, musky tongue digging into her maw, slobber soaking her fur.

He started to fuck her before his knot even touched her cuntlips. The pudgy dog bounced against her, making the bed springs squeal. The sound of the sex was wet and vulgar, every jerk and thrust producing a sucking sound. Desmond's seed splattered across Luis's knot and sheath and balls, oozing also into the bear's fur. Penny whined and held fast to Luis, sucking his maw, demanding more and more of his savage kiss. Luis gave her everything she wanted.

Every thrust was the kind meant to sink the knot which already was full and ready to plug up the girl. Its bulb pounded Penny's cuntlips in that familiar way, beating on her sex, demanding entry of her young loins. Still his cock was plunging free more of Desmond's load, and the cream was a hot and vulgar mess as if Luis's cock had been stuffed into a hot pastry.

He yanked back from the kiss, grunting, gasping with animalistic desire. His tongue slopped over her flat chest, peeling up the fur and slobbering across her nipples. Penny gasped and mewled; whether she was acting for Luis's benefit or simply cowed by the dog's beastliness, nobody could tell. She whined to Luis, "Oh fuck, you're gonna-, make me [i]cum![/i] Oh god!"

Again and again, Luis threw himself at the girl. His knot beat on her sex, both it and his penis marbled with the stringy mess of Desmond's hot load. Luis stopped short of biting Penny, his self-control enough to avoid putting marks on the child, but he pushed his snout against hers and he snarled, breath pushing hot slobbery mist across her neck.

"Fuh-, fuck," Penny whimpered, grimacing, clinging to Luis. Little pink claws digging into the dog's shoulders, bringing up thin channels of blood. Luis never noticed the pain; he was lost in a breeding frenzy, crashing his knot into the girl with single-minded interest. The springs on the bed squealed.

Luis's knot popped past Penny's cuntlips so quickly that it nearly went unnoticed by the dog, but not by Penny. She cried out at being knotfucked for the second time that night, and her legs clung around Luis's hips like pincers. She whimpered and squirmed, gasping, cunt tensing in that familiar spasmodic way as an orgasm tore through her little body.

The Malamute tried to pull his knot, to keep going, but the girl was tight and his knot was unspeakably tender. He very nearly howled as he suddenly came, adding to Desmond's now thin mess, pumping in a huge and fat load of his own thick, fertile semen. This time the knot kept all inside of the girl, leaving her feeling full, her expression one of immense satisfaction.

"Holy-, holy fuck," Luis said, voice quavering badly. "Penny, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry-"

"Don't be," Penny said, speaking in an exhausted, yet soothing, loving voice. She palmed his face, his ears. She crooned, "Oh, fuck, you got me good. That feels so-o-o good. Thank you..."

Luis shuddered. He kissed her, then asked, "I didn't hurt you?"

"No-o-o," the bear sighed. She giggled sweetly. "Mm, man, you fucked the hell out of me, though... that was so good. Better than the first time."

Silence for several minutes, save for the soft, slowing breaths of the bear and Malamute. Eventually Luis asked, "Where did Desmond go?"

"Probably eating, or playing video games," Penny snickered. A little of her old sass was returning, filling the void left by her afterglow. "So-o-o, if I asked you to fuck him, would you?"

Luis smiled and blushed. "Penny-, Penny, I really don't top guys..."

The girl groaned. "Oh, [i]fine.[/i] So what if I told him to fuck you? His dick is tiny. You wouldn't even feel it."

"Um-, I guess," Luis murmured.

Penny hugged him close. Both of them were sweaty, hot, musky. She kissed the dog's cheek and sighed. "No yanking your knot out this time."

"Agreed," Luis said.

After a moment, the little girl called for Desmond. When he poked his head into the room, asking what she wanted in a bored and sour way, Penny beckoned him.

"Desmond," she snickered, "Luis says he wants you to lick his asshole, then fuck him. Right now."

The fox's expression did not change. "I bet he did," Desmond huffed. But he knelt behind the knotted dog, and very soon Luis felt the fox's tongue slurping across the sweaty, musk-rich bud of his anus.

Luis blushed and leaned against Penny. He didn't mind being under her thumb too much.