"Alright, let's get moving." The only bitch of the group suggested, heading in the direction of the building lot.

Letting her take the lead, Dodger shot Oliver a knowing look, the latter still not sure where this whole thing was heading.

"You're gonna see something magical, kid~"

As soon as they had turned a corner to an alleyway, a shortcut to their destination, the pack's leader decided to put his demonstration; he pulled the whistle out of his pocket again and brought it to her mouth.

"Hey, Rita." He spoke up, prompting the saluki to turn around, just as he blew into the little metal stick.

As soon as his breath rang through the instrument, the effects were immediate.

Rita's eyes immediately bulged, looking like she was staring into space, as her body went as stiff as a statue.

Oliver's eyes went wide as well; Rita was like his mom, so anything bad happening to her worried him greatly.

"Rita, are you okay? What's happening?!" He asked frantically, rushing over to the canine.

"Easy, kid." Dodger assured, grabbing his shoulder. "She's just fine, just waiting for her man to tell her what to do~"

The feline looked up at him in disbelief, before looking back at the frozen dog, and his face still looking worried.

"Watch this." The Jack Russell suggested, looking back at the bitch. "'Ey, 'babe'~"

As soon as he uttered those words, Rita's face changed to a dreamy smile, gazing lovingly at Dodger, almost matching his own usual flirty charisma.

"You miss me~?"

In an instant, the canine's entire demeanour changed, as her tail swished and she began walking up to the other dog, a suggestive swing of her hips with each step she took towards him.

"Every second we're apart~" She answered him flirtatiously, resting against his chest and feeling his muscles up, batting her eyelids at him. "Studmuffin~"

Oliver's jaw dropped as his eyes became as round as plates, seeing Rita acting this way towards his friend, who was smirking back at her.

Dodger turned to look at the kitten, enjoying the bewildered look on his face at what was happening.

"See? Told ya, kid. Magic~" He stated, before looking back down at the saluki. "You wanna get more 'comfortable'?"

Once again, as soon as that suggestion was spoken, Rita acted in a way that shocked the spectating kitty.

Getting off the "studmuffin", Rita slipped her arms out of her leather jacket, letting it drop to the ground, leaving her top half in her vest.

"I always do, for you, handsome~" She cooed, reached her hands to the bottom of her sleeveless shirt next.

"W- Wait, is she-" Oliver began asking, unsure if he was seeing this right, although he was about to get confirmation on such.

She proceeded to grab the hem and lift it over her head, tossing it aside, leaving her in just her bra now.

The cat's jaw dropped and her felt his blood freeze in his veins.

'Geez, she's actually stripping! Right here in the open!' He thought, a part of him wanting to look away and be a gentleman.

"You wanna see the rest~?" Dodger inquired, nudging the red-faced cat with his elbow, his face as smug as could be.

The boy looked up at him, and then back at the bitch after she giggled flirtatiously, who had already removed her bra, exposing something magical to him.

For the first time in is young life, the kitten was treated to the sight of a lady's naked bosom.

"Y- Wow..." Was all he could utter, his mouth still agape as his face burned like a furnace.

"See what I mean, kid~?" The canine spoke, reaching his hand down and handing him the little whistle. "This little baby will solve all your girl troubles~ Here, go and find some dames to practice on, while I remind Rita of her... Obligations~"

Whatever Dodger was saying to him was only registering in Oliver's brain on a surface level, as his gaze remained fixed on the dog's girlfriend's breasts.

They were beautiful. And all he could comprehend in that moment was how amazing they looked.

"Hey, you listening, kid?" Dodger asked, waving a hand in front of his face, but still getting no reaction. "Heh, guess she ain't the only one in a trance~"

While unexpected, this development didn't make a difference to the dog, except int he regard that he wouldn't have to worry about him getting lost, hurt or kidnapped again.

So instead of sending him off to have his own fun, the canine picked up the bitch's discarded bra and handed it to him, before leading him to a little doorway around the corner, just as the kitten realised what was in his hand.

"Knock yourself out~" He told him, shoving him into the empty entry with the undergarments, sure that he would be occupied with it for a while.

As he headed back to have his own fun with the dog's girlfriend, Dodger could see his "girlfriend" was already getting ready for their own fun.

As anyone who saw these two doing this could accurately guess, sex in an alleyway wasn't something they were strangers to, and this one happened to be one that the Jack Russell had become pretty familiar with.

It was an abandoned apartment building, scheduled for demolition within the next few weeks, meaning no workers around to interrupt, and a few remnants from past tenants.

He could see the saluki lying down on the mattress for him, having stripped herself down completely, posing seductively with a sultry smile on her face.

"Eyy, now that's what I like to see~" Dodger stated, approaching the female. "You ready, babe~?"

"Always am, stud~" She answered him, her voice low and sensual. "For you~"

Her response made the terrier smirk wider, before he slipped off his own clothes, beginning with pulling his pants down.

"That's what I like to hear~"

As he was undressing, the dog could see his bitch was busy doing her own thing; her hands reached down to her lower regions, giving him a less-than-subtle sign that he was invited for the kind of fun he had in mind.

Once his shoes & pants were off him, he wasted little time in discarding his upper wear as well, tossing them into a pile and leaving him in his birthday suit.

Now free of their confines, his doghood stood fully erect, as if it was begging him to make love to her.

And that was what the rascally canine intended to do, as long as his partner was willing to allow him to.

Though he doubt she'd object.

"You ready for your bone~?" He asked, his voice full of confidence as he stood over her.

Rita smirked at him, biting her bottom lip a little.

"Mmmm, looks tasty, Dodge~" The bitch flirtatiously commented, before spreading her legs further apart, showing him just where the treat was about to go.

The male dog grinned; this was all the answer he needed.

Getting down on his hands & knees over her, the canine aligned himself with her womanhood, ready to enter her and claim her for himself, for the umpteenth time.

But before that, he needed at least a little foreplay. And luckily for him, he had just the command to get it.

"Mmm, you're looking real tasty yourself, babe~" Dodger cooed, leaning his head closer to hers, letting him get a closer view of his snout. "Sweet like 'sugar', actually~"

The next trigger word rang in the saluki's mind, and she acted as expected, smiling at the compliment and lifting her muzzle up a bit.

She felt a powerful need for her lips to press into something, anything, though that need could only ever be satisfied by another set of lips, from a lover like him.

"Then lemme give you a sample~"

The canine's request was met, as Rita's lips crashed into his, their muzzles pressing together as their tongues began dancing around inside their mouths.

As they shared a deep, passionate kiss, Dodger took the opportunity to begin grinding his manhood against the female's slit, coating himself in her juices & giving her a teaser of what was to come.

"Mmmmmph~" She moaned into the kiss, feeling the little pecks from his pecker send an exciting jolt through her nerves.

As much as he was enjoying the intimacy, Dodger's desire to penetrate her grew stronger as well, and it wouldn't be too long before the urge got too strong to resist.

In fact, it was right now.

Breaking the kiss with his partner, the terrier took a moment to compose himself, panting softly from the intense makeout session.

She was always so cute when she was flustered, even just mildly, like now when it was mixed in with those bedroom eyes.

"Hurry up, Dodge~" Rita begged, her tone making it clear that she wanted the same thing as him. "I'm over here pining like it's heat season~"

Her request was met, as Dodger lined himself with her pussy once again, aiming for her entrance.

"Don't gotta beg me, babe~" He assured, readying himself for action, before making the first move to really get started.

Pushing the head of his cock inside her, the Jack Russell couldn't help but growl a bit at how nice she felt on the inside, and he was only getting started.

Likewise, Rita had to bite her lip to stifle a pleasured moan of her own, the feeling of his meat being stuffed inside her always felt so good, and this was no exception.

With the first inch in her, the dog could see no reason to hold back any longer, and so, with one swift thrust, the rest of him slid inside the bitch, causing her to hold back a moan of pleasure as he penetrated her.

"Ohhh, Dodge, it's so cozy, having you inside me~" She breathed, her body trembling with pleasure, especially around his length, which she squeezed and hugged.

"Always happy to be here, 'babe'~" He responded, smirking at her, triggering the first response again.

Now, the naked bitch was feeling even hornier than she already was, and the puffy cookie between her legs & wrapped around the other dog's bone grew wetter as a result.

To her delight, he seemed to be feeling the same effect. 

Pulling out most of the way, he slammed himself back into her, eliciting a gasp and a moan from the bitch, the sudden thrust of pleasure throughout her body catching her off-guard.

He wasn't holding back, and she wasn't going to make him stop, either.

"Aaaaahhhh~! Yeah, Dodge~!" Rita cried, her breathing getting heavier as his pace increased, her own hips rocking a little in rhythm with him.

As the canine pumped himself into the female, he could feel her womanhood gripping onto his manhood tightly, almost like she was trying to keep him in there forever, which was something the two of them would have no problem with.

"Oooooh, man, Rita~" Dodger grunted, feeling her walls clutch around him so tightly, yet allowing him to slide out and push back in with ease, and it felt incredible.

But as incredible as it might have been, it wasn't all that the terrier wanted to do with his leading lady, and time was still of the essence. If he was going to achieve them, he would need to get a move on.

Slowing down his thrusts, the male canine looked down at his entranced lover's face, leaving her a needy, panting mess.

"Hang on a sec~" He suggested, getting a curious look from the bitch.

"W- Wha...?" She asked, not understanding what was happening, nor why the canine had stopped moving.

"Just thinkin'~" Dodger told her, before leaning his head down to hers again. "About what a 'dirty' girl you're being~"

Once more, the trigger caused the effect in her brain to register it, along with a certain part of her body.

Rita was suddenly bombarded with a need to act on a dirty, lewd action, all revolving around her, her butt, and Dodger.

Without a single thought of resistance, the saluki flashed him a flirty smile, before her hands travelled down to her own backside.

Each hand grabbed one of her buttocks, her middle fingers getting close to the tight secondary hole, and she pulled the apart from one another, opening her anus.

"I like being dirty~" She cooed, giving him those bedroom eyes again. "Go ahead, stud~"

Dodger was all too happy to oblige, as the terrier lowered his hand down as well, holding out two fingers & aiming them at the now-stretched hole.

Pushing the digits inside her, Rita felt a rush of ecstasy through her system, as she moaned from the sensation.

Ordinarily, the idea of any activity even remotely involving such a disgusting region would've turned her stomach & made her roll her eyes. But now, she couldn't get enough of the double-digit penetration, and she loved every second of it.

If only she was lucky enough for her boyfriend to have a second bone, so she could have him plough both of her holes.

Luckily, the fingers were a perfectly adequate substitute, for the anal stimulation, as far as both of them were concerned.

"Ohhhh, yessss, Dodge~" She groaned, feeling his fingers pump in and out of her backdoor, while he kept the rest of him buried inside her pussy, keeping her filled up. "Come on, stud~ Keep going~"

The Jack Russell didn't need to be told twice; like a locomotive setting off, his cock began pumping again, slamming himself back into the bitch's womanhood.

With a canine's cock filling up her vagina, and two canine fingers stuffing her anus, Rita felt like the luckiest dog in the world.

Her mouth opened wide and her tongue fell out at the overwhelming feeling of pure bliss her moans echoed throughout the alleyway.

The saluki's inner walls hugged the terrier's meat tightly, squeezing him with an iron grip.

His thrusts got faster, and his fingers moved quicker, and soon enough the entire member was soaked with her juices.

Both canines were going at it, and the passionate intercourse was taking its toll on their loins, bringing them closer and closer to making a sticky finish with each thrust.

But Dodger wasn't ready to wrap things up just yet, even if they did have a job to get back to , and with Oliver surely coming out of his trance soon; there was only so long a used bra could entertain a boy his age, no matter how "confused" it might've made him.

So if he was gonna finish things here, it was gonna be on his own terms.

That began with him suddenly pulling his two fingers out of her rectum, giving her a short but sharp feeling at his crude removal.

"Aaaaaahhhh!" She groaned loudly, before her teeth clamped shut.

As much as he loved the reaction she just gave, the dog in control was more interested in something else he wanted to indulge in.

Bringing his hand up to his snout, the Jack Russell held his index & middle fingers to his nose, taking a deep inhale of the bitch's anal aroma.

'Mmmm, she smells great~!' He thought, his canine instincts going wild, and his primal desires getting the better of him, as seen with his next action.

The intoxicating smell was driving him mad with lust, and his mouth opened a little to allow the digits to slip inside, meeting his tongue only a second later.

Dodger growled in satisfaction; the taste of his bitch's ass was hard to beat, even with the most succulent of hot dog sausages.

The result was as they had both hoped; his libido increased dramatically, and he was now driven to take her even more.

Take her harder than ever.

Make her his bitch.

Pulling his fingers out of his maw, the dog brought his hand down and planted his palm onto the mattress, holding him up as his hips pumped faster and faster.

Rita was sent into a world of ecstasy of her own; she knew that her boyfriend was fascinated with the taste of her anus, just like how she was addicted to the taste of his seed, and she was more than happy to provide him with as much of it as he wanted.

"A- Aaaahhhh~" She moaned in the midst of the thrusting, looking at his face, which was focused on her lower body, specifically where his member was sliding in and out, as well as where his fingers had just been plunged into. "W- Wa- Want me t- to get s- stinky kinky~?"

He knew what she was referring to, and while it'd probably take his lust level from 9 to 10, he was too close to climax to start getting involved with that for now.

"N- Next time, b- ba- babe~!" He grunted, his breath getting short. "I- I'm n- ne- nearly t- there~!"

At the signal that the end was approaching, the bitch's heart jumped in her chest in excitement.

"F- Fill me up, Dodge~!" The canine moaned, her own orgasm nearing. "Give it t- to me, p- please~!"

Their eyes locked for a brief moment, and there was only one thing left to do.

Before they could finish one another off, Dodger quickly lowered his hand and readied his fingers for the second time, and thrust them back inside the female's anus, making her cry out in ecstasy.

"Oooooohhh, Dodge!" Rita shouted, the double-digit penetration pushing her right over the edge, breaking the dam. "Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh~!!"

"Riiiiiiiiittttaaaaaaaa!" The male dog grunted, feeling her walls constrict tightly, the sensation finally sending him over the brink.

With a final, forceful thrust, the terrier's member blew inside the saluki, before spewing a thick, heavy load of seed inside her.

The bitch matched him; her orgasm was enhanced by the warm feeling of the cum filling up her womanhood, her insides coated with the creamy white substance, getting her inner walls coated with a layer of canine love juice.

Both dogs were overcome by a euphoric high, their bodies writhing and squirming from the intense orgasmic pleasure, the terrier's manhood continuing to shoot its gift inside her.

"Haaaaahhhhhh~! Haaaahhhh..." Rita moaned, her vision getting blurry as her eyelids drooped, her voice dying out at the end.

Her body went limp, her muscles relaxing and her eyes shutting, the bitch falling into a post-coitus slumber, just as her mate collapsed onto the mattress besides her, wrapping an arm around her.

The canine pulled his fingers out of her butt, though much gentler this time, with his own body also succumbing to the tiredness that was brought on by their little "session", snuggling against her to rest up for a while.

"Atta girl~" He whispered, causing the saluki to smile in her sleep.

The following morning came around too soon for Dodger's liking, as was typically the case for him, but he knew he had his work to do.

Fagin's operation wasn't gonna run itself, and he was counting on him & the gang to help him out.

Oliver spending the day at Jenny's place was gonna hinder them a little, especially since he was getting the hang of their business, and they needed to get as much stuff as they could.

But Dodger knew the kid had something to do, and he couldn't blame him for acting on it. Not just because he was the one who suggested it to him.

With the other four out and about with today's plan, the Jack Russell was free to head off to the kitten's main home, and check out how things were going.

"Bye, Oliver!" The familiar voice of a certain young lady called out from just around the corner, halting the canine in his tracks, just before he was about to turn it. "Bye, Georgette!"

The girl's words, combined with the sound of a running engine of a reasonably large yellow transport vehicle, quickly gave him the idea that he had just arrived on the scene at precisely the right moment, which earned a smile from his hairy snout.

Peeking his head around the corner, Dodger's hunch was proven correct; Jenny was getting on the school bus outside her house, which drove off as soon as the doors closed behind her.

'Bingo~' He thought to himself, swiftly sneaking up to the house, and crouching below the open living room window.

The street was pretty quiet, so he could hear what was going on inside clearly enough

"W- Won't Winston find us?" He heard the kitten's voice ask, sounding like his nerves were acting up, for one reason or another.

And if he was right, he knew exactly who & what it was that was causing his little buddy's reaction.

"I wouldn't worry about that, my little savior~" Came the following statement, undoubtedly coming from the prissy poodle that he was burdened with living with. Though judging by the sensual hint in her tone as she replied, it sounded like it wasn't so much of a burden anymore. "That stupid wrestling match is on all morning; he won't bother us~"

"You did it, kid~" Dodger whispered to himself with a smirk, turning around to face the window and straightening his legs to stand up properly and peer inside.

What met his eyes didn't disappoint him. The Champ had the kitten laid flat on the sofa, kneeling over him with a sultry smile on her face, batting her eyelids at the kitten like he was her true love.

"Now, kiss me, sweet prince~"

While he suspected this to happen, Dodger's eyes widened a little at how forward she was being with her request; from what he knew of her, the poodle wouldn't even want Oliver within her vicinity, most of the time. But now, she wanted him to give her a smooch, and she was making the first move?

Seemed like the whistle worked better than he thought Oliver would do with it.

Their mouths inched closer and closer to one another, and as tempting as it was to let them finish, he wanted to make his presence known, maybe even getting an even closer seat for the show.

"Ooooh, what a ladies' man~"

His the sudden voice caught both of their attention, looking like he made their hearts skip a beat at the idea of getting caught, and they immediately halted their action before they could commit to it.

"I'm not interrupting, am I, kid?"