Any sense of safety that the dog girl felt evaporated in a second when she felt the older man's body so close to her own. The image of a kind, sweet understanding mjan instantly vanished as she did her best to push him off. The taste of what she could only assume to be his dinner on her lips. She tried to unlock the door but realized that the car door locked her in. When did he do it? How come she didn’t notice? Question after question rushed through her head but all once again faded to the back of her mind as she felt the burly strong hands pick her up and toss her to the back of the car. She tried to scream but Pete used his big hands again to cover her mouth as she felt and heard her clothes being ripped right off of her. “What a fine looking body you got right here. Your ma’ ought to be proud of giving birth to such a sweet, delicate body like yours.” A dark chuckle came out of him as he pushed their seats back. ‘This isn’t happening! This isn’thappeningthisisn’thappening…’ Roxanne tried to fight back the new string of tears, thinking she made it back home and just having a horrible dream. Far from a dream. She knew it was real the moment her panties and bra were pulled off of her, thrown to some dark corner of the car. “You got no idea how long I’ve been holding this bastard back.” She didn’t understand what he meant until she felt something hit her butt and lower back. Thick, hard, heavy and incredibly warm. Her eyes grew bigger as she realized what it was. Her blood ran cold as she tried to think of her happy place. A nice hill with Max and her under a tree. Leaning on each other and sleeping under the shady tree with the gentle sun and breeze. In a moment, her fantasy is shattered by the monster that’s been laying between the older man's legs. Her virgin hole stood no chance for his burly size and weight. She nawed on the back seat, trying to find relief as he forced her to take him. Inch after inch cleared her, farther than any finger or the end of her hair brush. “Atta girl. Get nice and comfy for daddy.” Pete had to fight not to finish so soon. No, he wants to savor every moment of it. He has her pinned down with his weight and knew she couldn’t do anything besides lay there and take it. Not strong enough to push him off or give him an attitude. It made him remember the first time him and Peg made sweet love. Unlike back then, Pete’s not looking to please. He just wants to fuck. Poor Roxanne couldn’t but bitterly weep as Pete rocked his hips, forcing himself deeper and further with every strike. He stretched her far too much all at once. Her hymn stood no chance as it was ripped apart all at once. ‘It hurts… It hurts… It…” In the time Pete kept pounding her hole, the pain slowly subsided. She didn’t know or realize how long the two of them had been at it now. But it didn’t matter. Roxanne felt every motion of his fat cock stuffing her tight entrance so much, she was sure he was going to pull out her insides. Her stomach churned and tightened as a new sensation filled her frazzled mind. With every grunt that came from him, a moan threatened to come out of her mouth. His size and weight rocked the car with little trouble. She hated it. She couldn’t tell herself that she was slowly beginning to love it. Her mind replayed a lot of what happened earlier. How she let herself be trapped and used like a fuck toy by him. His big burly visage. His warm welcoming voice. The care in his eye as he comforted her. How much it reminded her of her da- “!!!” “Oooh! Felt that one there!” Did I make ya feel that good?” He laughed, grabbing her hips and preparing to really lay into her. In the heat of the moment, Roxanne came to the idea of some big gruff man who was like a kind father figure who made her clench up and spasm around him. She felt dirty. Perverted. What would dad think? What would Max think…? Clawing at the seats more, Roxanne. Couldn’t stop herself. She whimpered like the girls in the secret videos she watched late at night. Taking it from guys they didn’t know. Seeing the smiles and moans that came out of their mouths. Feeling it now, being taken by a big, fat dog with a cock stuffing her far more than she’d ever felt in her life was… Mind warping. “Guess we’ll have to cut it early here, Princess. My boys have been too backed up and needing some love before we can have a lot more fun than this.” Pete grabbed the back of her head and pushed her into the seat, burying any moans, cries or sound she didn’t wanna hear. He grew faster. Roxanne mumbled something into the backseat but it came out as nothing. She could feel him. Growing thicker. His hips moved faster and heis voice went up. Suddenly, she felt a hot substance flow inside of her. He’s cumming. ‘He’s cumming…!” With whatever power she had left, she bit into the seat, tearing a small hole into it along with a sizable amount of drool as her cunt was flooded with the potent virile stuff. Pete wasn’t joking when he said he was backed up. The thick cream slowly seemed out before shooting out with a disgusting “pop”, pooling into a small puddle below the heavy set manipulator. He grunted and shuttered, feeling his fur stand on end before letting out a heavy sigh as he emptied what felt like a year's worth of nut juice into the cute highschooler. “Hoooo…!” Pete let out a satisfied sigh as he pulled out of Roxanne, feeling some of his wasted cum shoot back onto him from her gaping hole. “How about we get you home now?” Pete laughed as he moved to the driver's seat. He popped open the glove compartment and pulled out one of his “secret” cigars. Peg would usually get on his case but today, he felt like he’d earned it. No. He deserves it! A man doesn’t need to earn a cigar. He damn well takes it! Using the cars built in lighter, he puffed a few times before letting out a deep satisfying drag of his favorite “Toon Town” brand smoke. It felt good. It tasted good. For the first time in forever, the fat cat could call himself a man again. In the back, Roxanne was as quiet as a mouse. No noise or anything as she slipped on her clothes. The back of her skirt was torn. Her shirt sleeve was a little ripped up but aside from a few curious stains, no one would be able to tell what had happened to her. Pete on the other hand didn’t bother. He let it all hang out. Who was gonna say no in his own car? Certainly not his “partner” who didn’t say anything as she looked out the window. “There…” She meekly pointed to a house a few blocks away. “I’ll stop a few houses down. Make ya enjoy the walk home.” He couldn’t see her face as she stumbled out the car door. Mostly due to her hanging her head as she walked out, hidden behind her beautiful bouncy hair. After making sure she was going the right way, he backed up and illegally turned around, heading for home. ________________ In Roxanne’s house, she laid in bed. After washing herself of what happened and eating a burger her dad made for her, her mind raced with an assortment of thoughts. Part of her wasn’t convinced that it happened. It was just a bad dream that hit her when she came home. She couldn’t lie to herself. SHe’s smarter than that. Pete’s laugh. His iron grip on her. The rumble in his voice as he talked down to her. The things he said to get her there…It happened. Who could she tell? If she told her dad and got the police, Max would learn what he’d done to her. How he… Perverted her. Used her. For hours, she’d think back to those endless minutes, tyring to forget and remember every detail. The teenage beauty remembered the sensation of him invading her. The ghost feelings still rumbled inside her. In the dead of night, she found a wandering hand caressing her thighs like he did just before everything went crazy. “Maybe for now, you should forget about worrying over boys…” In her mind, the rough action set off something. His domination. His attitude. His physique. Complete control over her. That fat cock stuffing her full. The way he pinned her down and humped her like a wild animal in nature. Roxanne kept quiet as she rubbed herself for at least two hours. Her bed became a mess of stains softly calling out to Pete as she replayed the intense moments again and again. Even coming up with new ideas of him blindfolding her, making her bounce in his lap as he rode around town. Taking her to some far off place and offering her up to play with his older friends as well… The “victim” played with herself until she finally felt tired enough to calm down. Her pussy throbbed as she slowly found herself going to sleep. She hated to admit it but under him, pinned under that hefty layer of muscle and fat, there was a comfort that reminded her of her own dad. Was it gross? Yes. Did she feel gross? Yes. But all that didn’t matter as she accepted how wrong yet so right it all was. “P-pete…” She whispered to herself as she finally fell asleep. ________________ The next day at school was incredibly tough on her. Instead of being angry, she just thought back over that moment. How tough and powerful Pete was. How he took what he wanted from her, used her and threw her aside like a toy he was done play with for now. Her friend Stacy asked if she was okay and heard about what happened with Max and reassured her that he wouldn’t care if she couldn’t skate or do those kinds of sports. Just to hit it home, when she talked to Max at the end of the day, he apologized profusely and hoped they could do something fun together in the future. She gave him a hug and said “that’d be nice”. But she knew what she wanted. School felt like it passed before she realized it. By the time she walked down the same road towards home, she saw that same car that changed her barely a day ago. She could have walked by and not said a word. Not look him in the eye or give him the time of day. She did all that. A smile creeped on his face as he opened the door for her. She sat down in the passenger seat just like yesterday and the two drove off without a word between them. Outside of Spoonerville, the two of them came down to a disused motel. He didn’t say a word as he pulled out a pair of keys, jangling them from one of his big fingers. He hooked his thumb before exiting the car with Roxanne following him. Room 100. ________________ With a click of the lock, the two of them were alone again. “Mr.Pe-” Not even a word from her before she felt herself being thrown on the bed. He threw her clothes off again, leaving her in just a pair of blue panties and matching bra. “Didn’t I tell you to call me Pete?” The rumble in her voice made her fur stand on end. Roxanne pulled out something from her bra and handed it to Pete. He couldn't help but let out a deep bellowing laugh that felt like it made the whole room rumble. It was a condom. And a small one at that. “Please put it on…” Pete tossed it into the nearby trash can, followed by the loud unzipping. Roxanne’s eyes couldn’t believe what she’s seeing. Pete’s fat with a gut but the cat is hung and as wide as a soda can. She couldn’t believe that something like that was inside her yesterday. A fat pink tip, onyx black length and a pair of heavy balls that looked as fat and full as a pair of ripe peaches filled to the brim with juices. Just remembering how much he pumped inside her was enough to make her twitch. “We both know you don’t wanna use that little thing. Besides, I’m the adult here. I’ma use what I wanna use and fuck how I wanna fuck.” He sneered as he got on the bed. “B-but what if I get-” In a flash, she found herself pushed onto her stomach. Just like last night, she felt the heavy cock push its way inside her. A nasty moan erupted from her mouth as she realized how different things feel compared to last time. The pain from before was gone and it was like unpausing a cassette tape and continuing. The pleasure hit her like a truck. “You see?!” He grunted, trying to find a good position as he stuffed the young pooch to her limits. “You’re so young and tight, let the adult put you in your place, Princess!” Hearing him call her princess was like flipping a switch inside her head. Roxanne felt herself give in. The moans she tried to hide came out free as she felt every inch of him spreading her pussy to capacity just like before. Her head felt so floaty, muscles aching and twitching in ways she never experienced before. Pete grabbed her head from behind, pulling her back and making her sing like a canary. Any neighbors they might have could hear the sounds of a young girl being taken by a big greedy monster. “That’s it! Take it ya fucking brat! How's it feeling, huh?! Tell big daddy pete how it feels!” Whatever pride in herself that she had in herself vanished. She wanted to say no. She wanted to resist. To go to Max and try again but the pleasure she was taking beat out any chance of that. Her stomach hurt in a pleasant way. Her pussy felt so warm and tight that she’d be crazy to say no to her new- “I LOVE IT DADDY!” She screamed. Pete laughed as he looked down to see the new wild look on her face. Peg had that same look when they were just newlyweds and he gave it to her. Here is now, starting all over again with a prettier, younger girl who fell in love with his 3rd leg. Pete didn’t give her any breaks. He spanked her ass, listening to her call out to him in ways he hadn’t heard in years. “Please! Harder, give me more! MORE! I want everything!” “Don’t you worry your pretty little head, princess. Daddy’s gonna ruin your pussy as much as he can. Today and every day after!” His thrusts became harder. He used his full weight to make the rather sturdy bed shake and squeak as loud as it could. The wooden legs groaned as the new couple went at it like mad dogs. Pete wished he’d record everything but time was short before this. He let go of her head, watching her support herself while he grabbed her hips to really give it his all. Roxanne felt his balls slapping her ass from behind. Every crushing move made her stomach churn and her pussy ache more. She felt light headed as her next climax hit her from the second round of sex. Her chests bounced, nice and firm. Her grip on the sheets grew tighter as Pete dug into her guts like a pent up animal. Every vein, every inch and flex of his cock was another moment of mind blowing pleasure that stirred her mind away from being any one’s good girl but Pete’s. Not an inch went un noticed as the big cat pounded her pussy. “Bark bitch! BARK!” “W-woof!” “LOUDER!” “WOOF WOOF WOOFEY!” Degraded, humiliated. Used as nothing more than a cock sleeve by the older man who wasted little time in using the new hole without a care in the world. The pain she felt was nothing compared to the pleasure that broke the once promising student's mind. Tongue out, cum drunk and eager to feel that intense heat from before fill her up all over again. Pete wasted no time as he felt it slowly begin to rise up. His ears stood high as he grunted hard, giving it all he’s got. Sweat collected and covered both of them. Pete more as it dripped and flew off of him and onto her beautiful, petite body. Roxanne had long since given in to the pleasure. Her pride all but gone as she gave her body to the monster cock kissing at her womb. “D-daady Pete! Give it to me! Please!” “You ain’t got no say in the matter, Princess! But a good bitch deserves proper breeding, don’t they?!” Pete raised his hand and gave the girl another hard slap. The harsh punishment mixed in with the pleasure caused her to tighten up, screaming his name as his cock grew slightly thicker. Not a moment later, Pete groaned nice and loud, matching her screams as she felt the burning hot sensation from before hitting her. Hotter than anything she’s ever felt before. It was like a campfire was lit inside her and grew bigger and bigger. None of the times she’d masterbated in her bed or in the shower was like this. Those late nights focused on Max faded as the thick cream inside overpowered those once lovely nights. “Hooo yeah! I still got it!” He bellowed. He pulled out of her, making her jump as a the still fresh load dribbled out of her and onto the mattress bed sheets. “Yup, gave that to ol’ Peg way back when! Left her fumbling too! Don’t worry, you’ll get used to it a few more times after. Or not. You’ll be making PJ jr jr soon enough!” Leaving her to rest on the bed, Pete cracked open one of the beers he brought into the room beforehand. Still cold, it tasted better than any before. He felt like a new man. Someone who got what he finally wanted. As for Roxanne… She tried to catch her breath. Her body felt hot and floaty. Her mind was everywhere and nowhere. She could hear the sounds of her own heart beat and the sounds of the TV playing in the background. He popped open another beer can and chugged it before tossing it into the trash. Pete didn’t care about being proper or a gentleman. He’s a beast. He only wants to eat and fuck and the thought of it turned on Roxanne more than anything else as she felt the still present spooge sliding down her inner thigh from her pussy. He took her. He dominated her… “After this episode, we’re going for round three!” A smile of her own began to spread across her lips as she finally turned to look at Pete. Dirty, sweaty and free of worry. She looked so at peace as she looked at the big DILF. “...Okay… Daddy.” ________________ Weeks Later Pete drove Peg down to the mall to pick up PJ and Pistol from the in-mall kids center. As the two drove, Peg talked about something relating to a trip or for the four of them to go someplace far from Spoonervile and have a good time. She even brought up the idea of bringing Goofy and Max along for the ride. “Oh it’d be so fun! We could go camping, go to a water park or OH! We could even go to Mexico! I hear about this little town that has the absolute best-” “Peg? Sweet heart?” Peg was surprised by her husband suddenly piping up. “What is it?” Pete took a deep deep breath before he continued. Not out of fear. But from excitement. “We need to talk…” END