Date 10


	"You must have been sound asleep for me to burry you this much," chuckled Jasper as he packed on more sand where he felt needed it.

	"You really have been busy if you were covering me up.  My fat ass along must have taken hours," joked Brian.

	"Probably not that long yet," answered Jasper enjoying their little back and forth.  "But you haven't seen the best part yet.  Just try and get up."

	Brian attempted to sit up, but all the sand on his body was too heavy.  Moistened with water it felt like cement.  "I can't even lift a finger," he admitted.

	"So then it can assumed that you are completely helpless and fully at my mercy," questioned Jasper with a grin.

	"Yes," answered Brian after a moment of hesitation.  "Should I be scared?"

	"You should be excited," replied Jasper as he sat down on Brian's member.  A surprised yelp escaped Brian's lips, shocked at how seamlessly Jasper mounted him.  "How do you like my one-size-fits-all?  After all the fun I had with my tail hole over the years I could probably fit a train in there."

	"Of a train-sized cock," chuckled Brian.  "And I hope that you do more than just park the train inside."

	"Well of course, B," replied Jasper.  "But I don't want you gushing so soon.  It is much too early after all."

	"Then you are just going to sit on me?" asked Brian.

	"Maybe to tease you, but I suppose by now you are hungry," suggested Jasper.

	"Starving," answered Brian, his dream still vivid in his mind and his desire to eat far outdoing any sense of fullness or hunger he had.  "Give me all the food you got."

	"Getting very demanding," Jasper commented with a grin.  "I like that.  I can see you aren't just doing this to make me happy.  You crave it now.  As fat as you are not, you want to get fatter.  You desire obesity and all the pleasures that come with it."

	"I do," moaned Brian elated by his words, but growing impatient too.  "Can you just skip over the wordplay and get to the stuff?  I'm wasting away here."

	"My bad," snickered Jasper as he slowly reached out to grab a sandwich from the picnic basket, slowly pulling his hold away from Brian's doghood before he sat back down.  After that, he pulled out again to reach over and press the sandwich to Brian's lips and watch him chow down.  He grinned admiring the large bites Brian took and the content look on his plump face.  "How was that?"

	Brian looked into Jasper's eyes and swallowed his mouthful of food.  "More," he told him.

	"Of course," Jasper replied pulling the basket over closer and held another sandwich within reach.  Again Brian ate it up and again he asked for more.  The cycle continued sandwich after sandwich after sandwhich and each one caused Jasper to adjust his position stimulating Brian into moaned between bites.  In truth, Brian could not be any happier than he was at that moment.

	"More," said Brian once again, his stomach not nearly satisfied yet.

	"That's all the sandwiches I brought," replied Jasper getting to his feet.  "But I'm sure a portly pooch like you, B, will be able to stave off hunger for a while longer."

	"I suppose so," agreed Brian.  "But I hope you have a big dinner planned for later."

	"I wouldn't have it any other way," chuckled Jasper digging out one of Brian's hands and helped him up.  With their combined efforts they were able to successfully unearth Brian.  As he stumbled to his feet, Jasper held him to keep his balance hugging him tightly against his belly and groping his rear without hesitation.  Brian hugged Jasper back and the two embraced one another lovingly for a moment.

	"Are all you sexy things ready?" shouted a voice prompting Brian and Jasper to let go of one another and turn to see what was going on.  It was a guy with flaming pink hair, nude as everyone and tanned over every inch of his body and hung like a horse.  He was speaking on a microphone and quickly drawing a large crowd.

	"Who is that?" asked Brian as he and Jasper joined the group.

	"I guess you would call him an activities director," replied Jasper.  "He comes around here time to time since his job is to go to all the different beaches and provide entertainment for the beachgoers.  Looks like we arrived here on a good day."

	"Why is that?" asked Brian.  "What kind of entertainment is it?"

	"The first activity today is going to be the donga conga!" he announced and caused an uproar of cheers.

	"A very good day indeed, B," added Jasper.

	"Ok, Jas.  What is the donga conga?" asked Brian.  "I assume it is similar to a regular conga."

	"That is exactly what it is," answered Jasper as he placed his hands on Brian's shoulders rubbing and massaging the softness on them.  "Just find someone to connect to.  Once everyone is assembled, the front and the back will connect."

	"But won't that just make us go in a circle?" asked Brian.

	"Yeah, but we're not congaing to go anywhere," explained Jasper.  "We're doing it to make the world move under our feet."

	"If you say so," Brian said as he went in search of an available back.

	"Over here cutie," said someone.  Brian looked around for the source.

	"Did someone call out to me?" Brian asked.

	"I sure did," answered a voice from Brian's blind spot.  Turning to see, Jasper turned to see a muscular, furry, white chest.  Stepping back in fright, Brian got saw the buff canine giving him an eyeful.  It was a dalmation white over most of his body save for the black fur on his ears and spots on his back.  Brian also noted a spot on his rear that was shaped like a heart as well as the size of his feet and his package.  Nude beach or not, Brian tried averting his eyes, but he had become transfixed like deer staring at the headlights of an oncoming car.

	"All those muscles," thought Brian in awe.  "And the weapon he's hiding in that sheath.  Someone's been messing with hormone pills."

	"So you like what you see, sexy?" he asked moving a finger to poke at Brian's belly.  His hand was stopped short by Jasper's interfering grip.

	"Just because you see a cookie jar is full of fresh baked cookies it doesn't mean you can stick your hand in the cookie jar," stated Jasper.  "I admit I would probably be the first one in line to pound that ass of yours and get pounded right after, but B here is not on the menu."

	"Forgive me for getting a little excited," he apologized. "I did not see him around here before and just got a bit excited.  My name is Kurt by the way."

	"Nice to meet you," Jasper said.  "Let's go find someone else to connect to, B."

	"But you to have not yet shared me your names yet," Kurt said as he looked back at Brian.  "Perhaps you can tell me."

	"Well, I'm Brian, but I prefer just to be called, 'B' and this here is Jasper," Brian replied.

	"Nice to meet you," Kurt said.  "If you ever have an itch in one of your oh so many hard to scratch spots just let me know."

	"That's what B has me for," said Jasper growing impatient with Kurt.  "Now let's go before we're stuck with him in the conga line."

	"Seems you're a little too late," Kurt said as Jasper felt a pair of hands on his shoulder and realized that the circle was nearly complete.  The only ones left were Brian who needed a front and Kurt who was wagging his tail welcomingly for Brian to grab his shoulders.

	With no other choice but to go along now, Jasper sighed, "Go ahead, B.  Looks like he's got us trapped."

	Grasping, his shoulders, Brian marveled at the sculpted muscles underneath his soft fur.  Brian felt his heart pounding excitedly and it only hastened as he felt Kurt back into him and grind his ass against his crotch.

	"Looks like we're all set," said the activities director.  "Now, let's get ready to conga!"

	Music started to playing and every started swaying their hips to the beat.  Brian was quick to get into the groove and find it pleasurable as he felt Kurt's tight rear grind forcefully at his while he did the same to Jasper.  His member throbbed and suddenly his doghood started to show itself once again.  He could feel the tip of Jasper's own size prodding at his tailhole.

	"The whole conga long must be erect by now," thought Brian.  "I can only imagine what is going to happen next."

	The music started picking up and without even needing direction everyone started to move.  They took a few steps forward then with perfect synch to the music thrust forward.  Brian felt Jasper manage to poke into him on his first attempt.  Brian wasn't as skillful with his aim.  It took a few more attempts before he managed to slip inside the buff dalmations rear.

	"Sorry my tailhole isn't the easiest to poke into," snickered Kurt.  "My rear is kept in tip top shape with the rest of my body, but that should make this even better for the both of us."  Over and over again, they continued to thrust with the music into one another's rear.  With everyone doing it in unison the sheer force was exponentially greater than just humping one another individually.  Brian was leaking pre uncontrollably as he felt Kurt's tight rear squeeze his penis.  His own rear was wet with Jasper's seed too and once again his expectations were outdone again.  Things only increased as the music went faster and the humping became faster and more constant.  Each hump made Brian feel closer and closer to his climax, but just when he though he was going to explode with pleasure the music stopped abruptly.

	"Time to reveeeeeeeeeeeeerse!" announced the activities director.  Everyone pulled out and started to face whoever was humping into them and lock their arms on their shoulder.  As Brian turned to face Jasper he felt Kurt grabbed him from behind and force him out of the conga line and onto his knees.

	"What are you doing?" he asked as he saw his gargantuan member ooze seed.

	"I was getting bored of the game and figured I'd rather just do things the old-fashioned way," he explained as he held Brian at his sides and thrust in.  His huge size was painful to Brian's hardly developed rear.  Kurt pulled in and out with all his might.  The pain was so intense that Brian felt he was going to be torn in half if he kept going.

	"Jasper!" cried Brian.

	"Brian!" Jasper called back, but before he could escape the line the music started and he found himself speared in the rear.  He tried to escape the line, but the music was as quick as ever never giving him a second to escape the humping.  He was forced to watch Brian get his ass pulverized, the poor plump dog's rear pounded while wails escaped his lips and tears streamed down his eyes.  All hope for a wonderful day seemed to have been smashed by one very huge and horny dog.