"Ha ha! At last, Rupert!" The maniacal evil baby genius declared, holding up his invention in the air proudly.

Stewie, hard at work with his latest scheme of revenge on the woman who birthed him as always, had just finished his latest creation to finally rid himself of the retched wench once and for all, displaying it for his teddy bear/faithful companion to see.

"It's done! The particle-modifier is finally complete!" He declared, bringing the weapon back down to look at it again. "One shot from this brilliant piece of machinery, and I'll be able to reconstruct the subject's molecules to the set parameters to whatever I choose."

With an evil smirk, the baby made his way to the window, standing up on the chair, aiming the weapon outside at the lawn, awaiting the target to arrive.

He had worked on this for quite a while, and it was for a good reason. He wanted to dispose of her, but he couldn't let it get traced back to him. It needed to look like a accident, or natural causes.

That's when he came up with this. Rearrange her body molecules to make it seem like she just had a heart attack.

Just in time, the front door opened, and the mother of the Griffin household walked out towards the garbage cans, holding a full black bag in her hand.

The baby had the invention ready, set to the "Kill" option on the dial, and aimed it the woman.

"Farewell, Lois!" He announced, pulling the trigger and letting the yellow beam loose at his target.

Sure enough, without knowing what hit her, Lois began spasming out, making a strange dance of sorts as her body morphed around.

It continued for a few seconds, then it was over, and a very different state of the woman laid on the ground, the black bag next to her dropped to the ground

Stewie looked in triumph and shock, but mainly triumph, that his invention had worked, raising his fists in the air now that there was one less problem for him to worry about.

"Ha! I win! Victory is mine!" The baby declared, looking pleased by his success over his life-long enemy, gleeful that she would no longer be a burden in his short life.

However, all was not as it seemed, when he heard a groaning sound coming from the spot where he had just struck her down, immediately catching his attention.

"What the deuce!?" Stewie exclaimed, peering his head out the window again to see the source of the noise.

Another groan came from where she was lying down, as did another noise. One that sounded more... Feline-esque.

The meowish sounds coming from the target raised his suspicions that his quick and easy plan hadn't gone as smoothly as he was hoping.

He could see that her clothes were still there, but not around the body the way they were supposed to be. Her shoes were sideways on the front drive, and her pants & shirt were mostly flat, only with a lump in the middle of the point where they met, shifting about slightly.

"Blast! It seems as though my calculations are off, and something went horribly wrong..." He muttered, rubbing his chin as he pondered his options, his mind going through the list of possibilities that could've been the cause of his failed experiment.

His first thought proved to be his most fruitful, as one look at where he had his thumb on the machine showed its setting on the "Ki..." function, with his stubby finger blocking the remaining letters.

Once he moved his thumb out of the way, he could see that it was on the mode reading "Kitty" rather than "Kill" as he had hoped for.

"Oh..." He muttered, giving the weapon a deadpan look for a second, before continuing. "Why the hell did I install that setting? Wh- What am I going to want to turn someone in bloody kitty?"

Quickly, the baby corrected his mistake, changing the setting to the one he wanted and aiming it at the bulge in the clothes.

However, just as he was about to fire...

"Lois!?"

The infant turned to look at the side of the house, seeing who and what was the cause of his delay.

Standing there in the front of the garage was his oldest and most loyal friend, Brian the family's talking dog. The white, fluffy-haired animal was looking directly at the pile of Lois's clothes and the strange lump inside them that was lying there in the driveway, a surprised expression on his face.

Seconds later, after another small shift about in the lump, the new form of the woman popped out of it, looking at her own body.

Instead of the milf that once stood there, it was now a feral feline, her fur the same pale orange color of the woman's hair that she used to be. She had her pink underwear on her head, having been unfortunate enough to have gotten up from that exact spot, and took a look at her new body, which now was no bigger than Brian's.

"What the hell!?" She exclaimed, looking at her new paws, bringing them up to her face.

Following that, she felt up her furry face, giving herself a small meow when she discovered her new cat ears, feeling them flick in response.

Brian took a moment to observe what was in front of him, taking it in.

He probably should've had a few questions himself to ask, but they were overridden by his natural instincts, telling him to do what all dogs should do in these circumstances.

"Woof woof woof woof woof!" He barked, getting on all fours and running towards the little intruder. "Woof! Woof woof!"

Lois, upon seeing and hearing him approaching viciously, felt some instincts of her own suddenly kicking in.

Making a startled sound she had never made before, due to her new skin, she leapt in the air and felt her fur stand up straight, before turning tail and making a beeline out of there.

The chase of dog and cat began, both of them sprinting away from the scene like a real pair of wild animals.

"Get back here, cat!"

"Meow!"

Brian ran around the yard, following the agile feline as she jumped and dodged his attacks, eventually deciding to try and make a more viable escape, dashing away from the yard and provoking the canine to pursue her.

Meanwhile, Stewie stood by the window, watching the events transpiring in the yard with a small smile.

"Well, this works too..." He muttered, getting back into his room.

As he went about his business, the chase between the family's pet and mother continued through town, both of them getting pretty away from the Griffin's house within seconds.

Soon enough, they found themselves in the depths of the city of Quahog, all the while the cat still had her dirty underwear on her head, not caring enough about them right now to remove them.

That was, until the forces of physics had different plans; as she ran from the dog, the panties flew off of her head, and straight into Brain's snout, giving him a whiff of Lois's scent that had already built up in her panties.

Brian was taken aback by the incident, giving them a deep sniff and a sigh of pleasure, and it gave the cat a chance to get ahead.

However, he wasn't about to let his libido get the better of him... Not yet, anyway.

Seeing her getting away motivated him to run faster, not letting the intrusive feline win this little game between them.

After a short while longer, Lois made the grave mistake of turning into an alleyway, hoping to lose the dog who would normally bend over backwards for her through the confusion of the dark and narrow passageway.

Unfortunately, that wasn't the case, seeing as the moment she ran down the hopeful shortcut, she found herself screeching to a grinding halt in the face of a brick wall.

Dead end.

Brian followed in moments later, stopping himself as he caught the sight of the cat, now cornered.

The two animals stared at each other for a while, Brian panting heavily and Lois looking for a way out.

The latter knew that, despite the vicious nature showing from the hunter in front of her, this was still the dog she and the rest of the family loved, and he was a sweetheart beneath those fangs... Somewhere.

She also knew that all she had to do was speak to him and he would stop, but something was stopping her from speaking.

Perhaps it was the fact that she didn't really know how to speak from being frozen in fear. Or, perhaps it was because she felt he wouldn't believe her? Or even understand her?

Not even the fact that her panties were still on his face deterred her panic at the moment.

Either way, her brain wasn't thinking about it at the moment.

When she saw him approaching even more, her newfound instincts once again took over, telling her that this was a fight or flight situation.

Yet unexpectedly, she went with neither; instead going with the sense of quivering fear that was wrecking her body, turning around and lying flat on the ground, raising her tail and covering her face with her paws.

Unbeknownst to her, this provoked a reaction from the dog.

With the dirty knickers on his head and the exposed pucker and pussy of the cat's rear now in view, Brian couldn't control himself anymore.

The scent of her sweat and the pheromones she was releasing were getting him hot and bothered, his cock growing hard and stiff as a result, and a different set of his own instincts were driving him now.

Lois was still cowering and hiding her face when she felt something touching her folds, and was caught completely off-guard when something thick and fleshy pressed up against her pussy, causing her to meow out loudly, peeking her head out slightly.

"W- What the-!?" She asked, feeling something rubbing shamelessly against her, and her eyes widened when she saw that it was his throbbing, veiny member.

It was unsheathed and looking pretty eager for action.

"Oh, my..." She muttered, realizing that her body's own instincts weren't exactly working against her right now. In fact, part of her fear was starting to get alleviated, in lieu of the feeling of getting pretty aroused as well.

The feeling of his hot, thick cock rubbing against her wet lips, or whatever kind of anatomy she now had back there, was making her get nice and wet for him, and her mind was telling her that she needed this, for reasons she didn't know.

Instead of fearing for her life, she was now getting thoughts of letting this beast dog whatever he wanted with her, and make no attempts to get away anymore.

This was proven by the fact that, when she felt him lining his rod up with her entrance, she didn't protest. She didn't even flinch.

She just laid there and let him do as he wanted, her breathing getting heavier, and her pussy dripping more and more.

The way he suddenly looked so in control, a complete role reversal of their usual relationship, was such a surprising turn-on for her.

She wasn't sure if this was heat season for animals already, or something else entirely.

But whatever the case, the dog didn't wait for any other signal. He simply gripped her waist with his front paws, and rammed his dick into her cunt, making her hiss and meow abruptly.

"Oh, B- Brian..." She whispered, feeling his stiff dog cock go deep into her new snatch, and feeling how thick he was, almost as if it were the first time she had ever seen some action.

Brian, feeling her hot walls wrap around his shaft and squeeze him, gave out a low grunt as he pulled out slightly, before slamming back into her, making her moan loudly.

And not just her.

Feeling the absolute control he had over this pussy, and the intoxicating scent of the crotch of the panties still around his sensitive nose, he couldn't hold himself back anymore, and started pounding the pussy before him with reckless abandon, thrusting as fast as his hips could manage.

With the feeling of her canine aggressor/lover ramming into her, making her ass shake and bounce from his forceful impacts, her tongue was sticking out and her eyes rolled back in bliss.

Seeing this made Brian want even more control over his feral new plaything, and so without stopping his jackhammering, he reached his back paw to her face, shoving it in her face.

"Mmmph!?" The feline cried out, surprised by his sudden dominating action.

"Gaahh! L- Lick it!" He demanded, humping away at her wildly, slapping his single ball against her snatch. "Lick it, bitch!"

Lois was surprised by his demand; in the bedroom with Peter, she was usually, if not always, the one on top. Even if her old ex-boyfriends, she had a way with being in control in the bedroom.

So being ordered about and made to do something so degrading was a new one for her. 

But yet, somehow, the very act was turning her on even more, and she did as she was told, bringing her tongue to his paw and licking it like it was his dick, giving the same amount of devotion and attention she would to a cock.

Brian grunted at the feeling of his new toy's submission & devotion, as well as the roughness of her tongue on his foot pads, and the sensation of her tight snatch wrapping around his cock, and soon enough, his dick was ready to burst.

"Hah, ah! Y- Yes, you bitch! I'm- I'm gonna blow!" He announced, speeding up his thrusting.

Lois moaned and licked the paw even harder, getting close herself.

'I'm ready too, you dirty mutt!' She thought to herself, lapping her tongue even faster and harder between his toes. 'Give it to me! Make me yours!'

With another harsh shove into her cunt, Brian's cock twitched and his ball contracted, releasing his cum and filling her insides with his seed, making her eyes widen.

"Mmmmmmph!" Was all she could moan, her maw still gagged by the canine's dirty foot.

"Haaahhhhh..." The dog groaned, feeling her pussy squeezing his cock dry, draining every last drop from him and filling her new womb with his semen.

He was surprised, as well as pleased, to find out that the cat had came with him, feeling their spunk mix together inside of her.

After a few moments of panting and basking in the afterglow, he removed his foot from her mouth, pulling his still-erect cock out of her and letting their mixed juices seep out of her, before the cat plopped down onto the floor, panting from their lewd activity.

"Haa... Haa..." She panted, trying to catch her breath after such an amazing orgasm with a new partner, and in a new body.

It had been a while since she had anything half as good as this, and that was the only thing on her mind, aside from how much she was enjoying this, and the feeling of her new tail swishing around.

Brian, on the other hand, wasn't satisfied. Not by a long shot.

His proud little bone was still aching for more, and he had this needy little pissy right where he wanted her.

"Ohh, that was amazing..." The feline muttered to herself, almost finding the strength to stand back up. "Bri- Mmph!?"

Suddenly, she found her mouth once again occupied, but not by a foot. Instead, she was cut off by a pair of soft dog lips pressing against hers, kissing her passionately and pushing his tongue in her maw, making her eyes widen.

It didn't take her long to get the hang of it, and her eyelids slowly dropped, as she melted into the kiss, kissing him back and wrapping her tongue around his, meowing lightly.

Though it was clear who was winning the battle between the wet muscles.

Eventually, Brian pulled away, leaving a trail of drool between them.

"Whoa, that was intense..." She muttered, licking the saliva off her lips, her face blushing under her fur.

*SLAP*

"Shut up." He ordered, after striking his hand across her face, making her whimper and mewl.

"B- But..."

"Did I ask you to speak, you fucking whore?" He questioned, cutting her off and grabbing her throat, making her whimper.

Lois's eyes widened, shocked by his new behavior, though still getting a strange enjoyment from it, despite the danger she knew she was in.

"B... Bri... An.." She whispered, feeling him grip her throat tighter.

He didn't seem to notice that she was trying to call out to him, or even that it was his friend and owner that he was having his way with, as evident by his snarl when she spoke.

The former woman had never been in this position with  lover before, and she didn't really know if she could stop him if he went too far, so her heart was racing as he choked her.

However, a look down at his rock-hard member, still glistening with their combined juices, gave her a deeper sense of submission at his hand.

Even though she knew she could very well die right here, she never felt so alive, and was willing to put her trust in him.

Brian could tell she was scared, and he could smell the fear coming off her, but that only spurred him on, gripping her throat even tighter and making her cry out, tears running down her cheeks.

Both his cock and her pussy were just begging to meet each other again, and the latter was practically gushing in anticipation for him.

"Mmph..." She muttered, as the lack of oxygen began to affect her vision.

Her heart was pounding and her brain was going numb, the feeling of him choking her sending her into a frenzy.

However, whether for better or worse, the dog finally relinquished his hold on her throat, allowing her to breathe and see clearly.

"Get down, you whore." He ordered, pushing her down and straddling her face, his heavy ball sack hanging above her chin. "Lick."

Lois was a bit shocked at how rough & commanding he was being with her, but at the same time, her pussy was leaking out, and her tongue was sticking out, wanting to lick that big, juicy testicle hanging above her.

She'd never have thought she'd be enjoying being on the bottom, but if she had known how much fun it was, she'd have done it years ago.

As soon as his furry ball touched her tongue, she wasted no time, dragging it around his only remaining testicle, licking his scrotum and savoring his manly flavor, as well as his musk.

She was moaning as she did so, loving every second of her new position. For the life of her, Lois couldn't understand why, but there was a strange sense of pleasure in being dominated like this. Maybe it was the thrill? The feeling of genuine danger? Some new instinct within her that she couldn't understand?

Either way, the fact was, she was loving every second of this.

The feeling of his ballsack against her face, his musky, sweaty, canine bollock, and his equally musky scent, were all turning her on to no end, and she couldn't get enough of their lewd activities.

If/when she turned back to her normal self, she'd definitely have to reward him for introducing her to the pleasure of being in a submissive role. And not just with a doggy treat, some new tennis balls or even a bottle of brandy.

Peter was certainly going to be sleeping on the couch tonight. 

Brian groaned as he felt her lick his heavy nuts, and her paws massaging them. He looked down at the feline and felt his dick twitch at the sight.

Her eyes were closed, and she was wearing a big, lustful smile around his baby-keeper, her tongue lapping it like her life depended on it.

It was arousing as hell... But it wasn't enough.

Dropping to his knees around her, the canine removed his ballbag from her mouth, and replaced it with his shaft, shoving it far into her maw and making her squeal in surprise.

"Gllrk! Mrph! Nggh!" She moaned and gagged, feeling his member invade her throat and his tip reach the back of it.

She felt like she was choking on it for a few seconds, before she managed to get used to the feeling of having his knob inside her mouth and got to work without any instruction.

Lois bobbed her head along his cock as best she could, taking him in further, her eyes half-closed and rolling back.

"Ahhhh, yeah..." He sighed, feeling his cock be enveloped by her warm, wet mouth. "You like that, don't you? You filthy slut~"

"Mrph, gllck, ngggh..." Was her only reasonable response, her eyes shut and her mind going blank.

The dog gripped her head and started pumping his hips back and forth, facefucking her at a moderate pace.

And to keep things spiced up, he also reached down to grab her new pointy ears and take control on her head entirely, slamming her muzzle against his crotch over and over again, making her eyes open wider and her pupils roll back further.

"Y- Yeah, take it, you kinky little whore..." He grunted, pounding her head with his meat, hearing her make muffled noises of protest, but he took note that she didn't make much attempt to resist.

As a matter of fact, the way her tongue was moving around his cock, and the fact that her eyes were looking directly into his, were pretty signs of her compliance.

Lois was completely and utterly submitting herself to his will, and there was no doubt about it. Whether he knew he was dominating his owner or not remained unclear, but at the moment, it wasn't really on the forefront of either of their minds.

Right now, all she cared about was how good it felt to have his cock in her mouth, and her throat, and the taste of his canine musk and flavor.

The pain in her ears was only working to make this whole experience better.

Brian continued humping her skull like a wild beast, grunting and groaning the entire time. Her mouth was just so warm and wet, and her tongue was swirling around his meat, it was just all-around amazing.

'This cat's a total whore...' He thought, slamming her muzzle against his crotch, his balls smacking against her chin. 'God, she's amazing... I gotta ask Lois to let her live with us.'

The oral pleasure was so intense that, after a while longer, he couldn't contain himself any longer, and he held her head down, forcing her nose to touch his pelvis.

And it was then that his newfound dominant side made its presence known in his mind as well.

'Ask? Screw that, I'll MAKE her let this bitch live with us! She'll be my personal "chewtoy" until I'm done with her!'

He grinned, thinking about his new idea, and what his life would be like with his new pet.

As if that would ever happen, though.

Lois's eyes widened at the feeling of how deep his tip had gotten inside her throat, and his cock began throbbing & twitching about wildly, giving her the hint that he was getting close to blowing his load.

"I- I'm gonna-! Ah, yeah!"

The canine grunted as his ball contracted again, and before she knew it, she was treated to his passionate essence being pumped down her throat like a feeding tube, shooting rope after rope of his spunk down her esophagus.

"Nnnnmmmph!" She moaned loudly, her mouth acceping his seed and her cheeks puffed out from the pressure inside

Brian groaned, pulling her off his cock and letting her drop to the ground, leaving her a sweaty panting mess.

Lois was exhausted from their alleyway fun, but Brian was still raring to go, and was already planning his next move, as the woman was lying on the floor, his seed still leaking from her maw and onto her chest.

Seeing her in this state, her pale orange fur matted with sweat, and his jizz dripping from her, he only wanted to establish his position of control over her even more.

Now that she was lying down, the canine suddenly felt the urge to relax his own body as well, and from his point of view, there was an ideal seat right in front of him.

And so, without even warning her, he dropped himself on her head, and she was left squirming about underneath him.

"B- Brian, what are you-!?" She asked, surprised by the sudden turn of events, but was immediately silenced when she felt his heavy canine ass pressing down over her face.

The fact that she somehow knew his name didn't even resonate with him; he was too far gone into this little session of theirs to notice or care.

Instead, he only grinded his backside on top of her like he did with the carpet sometimes, making her feel his weight, and the musk of his ass against her face, feeling the texture of his fur and the heat of his body.

"M- Mmmph! B- Briaaahhmmmph!" She tried to protest, feeling her supply of air drastically change, and feeling his butt on top of her was doing weird things to her mind.

He kept rubbing himself against her, not seeming to care for her lack of air or her struggling.

In fact, he was finding the sensation of her body wiggling about under him quite enjoyable, and his position of power only grew higher.

Only stopping when he felt that he got his anus squarely over her mouth, Brian pressed himself down even further, cutting her off and forcing her mouth open.

"Lick it." He demanded, glaring at the cat below him, even though .

Lois's eyes widened, as if she didn't believe what he had just asked of her. He actually just asked- no, ORDERED her, to lick his sphincter?

Even the handful of times she and Peter had their own kinky fun in the bedroom, they had never done that before. She had considered anal and similar thoughts a couple of times, but the idea of doing anything with the backdoor just didn't appeal to her.

Then again, she had already let him ravage her like a wild animal, sucked & licked his ball like an Olive Garden-grade banquet, and now she just sucked him off, swallowing his entire load down like the filthy whore she felt like. So, what was one more degrading task?

Besides, it's not like anyone was around to watch them, let alone tell her why it's wrong.

So, without hesitation, the feline extended her tongue once again and got busy, rimming the musky little pink hold she had been presented with.

"Oh, yeeeah~" He moaned, feeling her tongue prodding and teasing his rim, and he pressed himself down further, pushing her tongue deeper inside him. "Yeah~ You dirty skank, lick it good!"

She moaned, tasting his ass and feeling his asshole tightening up around her tongue, her nose touching his furry taint and taking a good sniff of his musky scent.

He tasted so dirty and sweaty down there, but it was so delicious and intoxicating that she couldn't stop. It was like the musk from his nut, but more... Concentrated? Was that the right word?

She didn't care. She had a job to do, and her new master was waiting for her.

Brian was in a state of bliss. The feeling of her tongue invading his most intimate of holes, and the smell of his own ass, was turning him on so much.

His cock was standing tall and proud again, and the way his rear was pressing down on her, like a dog mounting his bitch, was driving him wild.

It wasn't long before he couldn't contain himself anymore.

"Alright, I've had enough!" He said, abruptly jumping off her, surprising the cat when she found her tongue free and his butt gone from her taste buds.

Lois couldn't help wondering what the dog was planning now, but it didn't take her long to get her answer.

As she was still catching her breath, Brian had lined himself up with her cunt, his tip pressing up against her soaked folds.

The dog gripped her shoulders tightly and began to pull her back, impaling her on his length to the point where his knot was shoved deep inside her fanny, making her hiss in surorise.

"Ahhhh! Yes!" Lois moaned, her pussy stretching out and the feeling of his knot inside her making her go nuts.

Her legs twitched and her tail wrapped around his neck, the feeling of him penetrating her and filling her up making her mind go blank.

"A- Aaaahhhh!" She moaned, feeling her eyes going hazy from this level of euphoria. "Ohhh, Bri-!"

*SLAP*

"Quiet, whore." He interrupted, striking his paw across her cheek again, leaving another red mark in its place.

"Yes, sir!"

'Sir!? Did I really just call him that?' The transformed feline asked herself internally.

*SLAP*

"Oohh..." She meowed, the pain feeling her body once again, as her furry cheeks were now sporting another bright red spot on them.

Brian was grinning, happy with her obedience, and the way her pussy was squeezing him tightly and clenching around his member.

He had slept with many girls before, from Jillian to Marthra to Jess to Ida to Seabreeze to Kate and many more, getting intimate with a majority of them.

But despite how many times he had gotten to bury his bone into their snatches, it was all just standard, vanilla stuff, and none of it compared to this.

Being in charge and having complete and total control of the girl he was fucking was a new experience, and an incredibly fun one; it was making his dick throb like never before.

And, even if it was unintentional, the fact that it was his friend, and the woman he had secretly had feelings for for a long time, was making it so much better.

The dog didn't waste any more time with the foreplay, and immediately started pumping his hips back and forth, pounding the pussy beneath him like an animal, making her scream and cry out in ecstasy.

Their screams of bliss could be heard in and around the alley, and the sounds of his hips smacking her ass & his ballbag slapping against her were like music to the both of them.

'Oh, yes, harder, harder! Fuck me, you big, mean mutt!' She shouted internally, her mind filled with lust and her heart pounding wildly. 'Use me! Use me like the honey fucking stray I am!'

The feeling of his shaft penetrating her cunt was absolutely amazing, and she was loving every second of it, mewling and moaning his name.

Soon enough, the pair of them could feel their excitement getting to its peak again, and they could feel that this would be the biggest and best yet.

Brian leaned in and pressed his mouth against hers, and they shared another dominant kiss, in which his tongue easily took the lead again, their eyes tightly clenched shut, and his hips thrusting at full force.

It wasn't long before his dick twitched and his balls tensed up, ready to deliver his third batch of unborn puppies into her body, and his tongue went further down her throat.

"MMMPH!" They moaned, muffled by their passionate makeout, as they were taken over by their shared climax.

The cat was once again filled with his warm, creamy canine seed, her pussy exploding with her own incredible climax and her eyes rolling back in her head.

"Yeeees! Nnnngggghhh~" Lois moaned, her juices gushing out and splashing onto the floor.

The canine groaned, feeling his seed pouring out of his shaft and filling the feline's womb with his spunk.

This was easily the highlight of their time together thus far, and it was worth it to have spent the rest of their energy enjoying each other's company.

After a while longer of him cumming into her, and her squirting and creaming his cock, he finally stopped, and the two were left panting heavily, sweat pouring from their bodies and their limbs sore.

As much as they may have wanted to keep going and enjoy each other's intimacy for a while longer, they just didn't have the energy anymore.

With a groan, the canine pulled his now-limp cock out of the feline, and plopped down on his rear, breathing deeply and watching his seed trickle out of her.

Taking a look at her, he could see that she was barely still conscious anymore. In fact, he may have doubted she was even alive at this point.

Was that worrying? He wasn't even sure anymore. Death by sex was a hell of a way to go, and this horny pussy was a hell of a lay.

"Damn, that was good..." He muttered, adjusting his collar, looking at his handiwork, the unconscious form of the former Milf laying on the ground like this, just begging for him to do as he pleased with her.

Of course, he was happy to oblige in that regard.

Eventually, he finally regained the strength to stand up, albeit with some difficulty in his legs, and it was only now that he remembered that he was wearing something on his face, his nose picking up the dirty scent again.

Peeling the panties from his face, of which he noticed had a familiar style and even smell to them, his mind wandered back to all the amazing activities that he had just done.

With a satisfied smile, he bent down and pulled the underwear around the cat's legs, giving her a small accessory to make her look and feel even more like a slut.

"There. Now everyone will know who owns this kitty." He declared, looking proudly at his handiwork.

After a while longer of just staring at the pussy, the canine picked up the feline in his arms, and began walking back home.

He couldn't wait to introduce his new girlfriend to the rest of the family.