﻿Some days I don’t really feel grounded, momentarily my mind will go numb and my ears will start buzzing. Sometimes I black out and wake up somewhere I wasn’t before. The only thing is, I don’t feel a lose in my sense of direction. It is almost like a part of me is always conscious, always there, taking a piece of my mind away to take control every now and then as I stare into the abyss.


I remember how I wake up each morning, not having any memories about my life, my problems, my fears. Slowly my brain starts to reawaken and I start to remember myself as a child, going to school, laughing, meeting my wife. I reach out to her side of the bed. Instead of being greeted by the warmth of her soft fur I feel the coldness of the blanket. Every morning, I felt like I lost her, every morning I had to replay that awful memory in my head.


I felt something stir beneath me. I reach down to my crotch, grazing my hard unwashed cock as it throbbed and twitched. My hand was finally greeted with the soft sensation of fur. As I pulled up the thing squirming from under me, the last pieces of my memory fall into place. A grin crept across my face as you emerged, immediately whining as you were exposed to the cold morning air. A cute little face glistening with my sweat, drenching your baby coat. You absolutely reeked of my manly scent, the strong smell bombarding your nose as you adorably tried to rub it off with your clumsy infant hands. As I looked upon you a certain warmth filled my chest, replacing the aching hole left by the loss of your mother. It had only been a few months since you were born, since you were introduced to this hell that was your life. You still weren’t used to the strong musk of my unwashed genitals despite it becoming as common of a scent as the stale air of the house. If I am being honest, I never wanted you to get used to it. I wanted you to spend every moment of your life struggling with my strong overpowering scent. Coughing as it burns your sinuses, struggling to breathe as it replaces the air in your lungs, stinging your eyes.


I opened up your little maw, looking in at the warm wet toothless hole that I had gotten to know so well. I had explored every inch of it with my tongue, kissing you roughly while spearing your tiny puppy pussy with my cock all day. I often struggle between choosing to hear your beautiful screams or tasting your sweet mouth as you try to pry yourself away from my relentless assault of your maw. 
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All of these perverted thoughts were interrupted by a painful twinge of my bladder. I chuckled while pulling off my blanket, revealing the musky cock and balls you had been stuck under the entire night. I hadn’t bathed at all since coming back from the hospital, my fat pedo cock slightly steaming in the cold air. I could feel you start to struggle as you saw it, a vessel for your pain rather than a source of warmth, sustenance and life. I slowly began to move your face towards it, allowing you to sense the smell getting stronger, the heat become more intense, throbbing more and more as you remember how violently it twitched in your tiny infant throat. A cry of fear comes from your maw, cut short as I shove the tip in. It alone fills out your maw, slightly bulging your chubby cheeks and forcing your delicate jaw to hang open and accommodate the large amount of smelly meat.


I spread you out on your stomach, holding your head down as you unintentionally massaged the head of my member with your squishy gums. I close my eyes and focus for a second, allowing my aching bladder to release, performing another one of my depraved morning rituals. Hot nasty piss sprays out into the back of your throat as you immediately begin to gag and choke on the salty liquid. The pressure of the pent up stream spills out from your lips and nostrils. I hum out with contentment, waiting for my bladder to finish draining in my struggling puppy while playing with your assets.
Your tummy begins to fill and bloat while I playfully squeeze your fat baby butt, poking at your abused holes to see the cum from yesterday’s rapes still leaking out.


I could only imagine how it felt for you, this hard rod being forced into your mouth, being drowned in my nasty bitter liquids, your underdeveloped mind terrified as it tried to comprehend why this was all happening. Your screams drowned out as I used you like the urinal whore you were. I grunted a few more times pushing the last few drops out, sighing with relief as I pulled you off my cock with a sloppy pop. You immediately started to wail, your beautiful little cries, unable to fully scream out from the constant soreness of your throat, your vocal cords developed just enough to leave me with an idea of what your voice would be like. I began to move you around while imagining all the words I would teach you, the sickening phrases I would force out of you as I raped every single tight hole you had. My cock aching in anticipation of what was to come next. I move you so you’re upside down on the bed, head hanging off the side to put your tiny little maw on level with my throbbing pedo cock.
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I shuddered as I moved my tip to your plump little lips, grunting with pent up lust as you whined and kicked out your tiny little legs, afraid of what was about to happen next.


“Deep breaths Sarah.”


I plunged into your throat, a bulge forming out of your neck as you choked and gagged on the member violently swabbing your squishy insides. Precum drizzled into your already bloated tummy while a tight seal was formed around my cock with your plump baby lips.


“So…Fucking…Tight.”


I nearly collapsed forward, my energy being diverted to my hips so I could increase my pace. Your little baby body shaking and flailing as I speared it on my fat musky cock.


“Sarah~! You feel so good baby, so tight and juicy like a perfect little cocksleave~. I will make sure to fuck all of our children like this, to continue to breed your spirit and join you in this beautiful pleasure~.”


As I closed my eyes I could see her, arms stretched out to embrace her. As my orgasm began building, I reach out, taking her into my arms. I feel the warmth of her fur. She was here, she was with me, my love, my darling. As I try to kiss her, the vision started to fade. I didn’t even have time to think before I suddenly started cumming, large shots of hot thick cum shooting out into your full belly. Your tiny stomach was filled to the brim, whole ropes splattered out onto your little face. I fully pulled out of your maw, spurting my last shots of cum into your gaping mouth, filling it with goopy seed for you to choke and gag on. My cock was still hard as I bathed in the afterglow of my orgasm.


The euphoria came to an end, and the emptiness returned. Where was my wife? She was here, she was with me! I look around frantically before spotting the coughing puppy in front of me. Her. I grab you and pin you down to the bed.


“Bring her back!”


I scream at you, holding your little arms while my cock went back to full mast. Tears spilled out from my eyes onto your cum-covered face, the need to fill the emptiness growing exponentially. I thrust wildly against you, humping your belly bulge and slipping between your fat little ass cheeks in attempts to enter your sweet little puppy hole. You held your mother’s spirit inside of you, her very essence. I needed to feel her, to see her again, an aching need that made my cock throb and my heart pound. Finally, I bury myself inside of you, your puffy pussy lips spreading apart as you softly cried. I immediately start rutting into you like a feral animal, my throbbing pedo cock smashing against her tiny underdeveloped cervix. Your soft walls clenched around my cock, trying to push out the massive pedo tool that used your guts as a fleshlight.


My mind was a complete slurry of emotion, the broken pieces of it scratching at the sanity I had left. Some pieces I want to ignore, others I want to embrace. Above all stood my instinct, the blood of my ancestors.
It wasn’t reason or emotion, it was nothing but a force to do what had worked in the past. I had lost my mate, found another, now I must breed my mate. That cycle repeated in my head, no matter which piece took control over, the same steps continue playing.


What else could I do but embrace it~? I went harder, deeper, short rapid thrust that rubbed my cock head against the tightest parts of your insides while beating your ass red with my balls. I could feel the load churn inside of them, getting ready to once again try to breed the little hole drawing them out.


“Sarah! I love you!”


I howled out as I thrust into you one final time, balls hitching up against your cheeks as a thick load of virile pedo sperm shot against your cervix. String upon strings of seed explode into your womb, drawing out an adorable moan of pain from you each time. It felt you were milking me, sucking out every last drop that you could. Your body betraying you and finally accepting its role as my cumdump. By the time it was over your stomach looked 7 months pregnant. I breathe heavily while looking at the sinful sight, chuckling as my head began to clear. I smacked the large mass to watch it jiggle, large globs of cum spilling onto the to join the hundreds of other stains that had accumulated over the past few months. Having satiated all of my desires, I got up and began to move towards the kitchen to replenish all I had given.