KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!
	Baby New Year crossed hir arms and stamped hir footpaw as shi waited for an answer. "GO AWAY!!!", came a female voice from inside the rather average suburban house. The diapered golden retriever pup ignored the nosey neighbors who weren't evn trying to hide their nosiness, a pair of wolves across the street having set up lawn chairs to watch from.		The pup closed hir eyes and took a deep breath, trying not to lose hir cool, "You knew this was coming, Mrs. Stephans. You had a whole year to get ready!". "I don't care! Go away!", responded the voice on the other side of the door. The pup clenched hir fists, quivering for a moment, before punching the door as hard as shi could. "Sonnuva- Owwww! Dammit, Mrs. Stephans, if you don't do it, the holiday will be lost to everyone!".					"I don't care! If this is what happens, then maybe it should die!", responded the stubborn woman behind the door. Baby New Year rubbed hir aching paw, "I ain't letting that happen, Mrs. Stephans. You have three seconds to open this door, or else!". "Or else what? If you could get through this door you would have already!".						"One!", the pup said, stepping back from the door. "Two!", the pup heard a 'click' sound from beyond the door. "Three!", the door suddenly unlocked, opening slowly to reveal a golden retriever woman. She appeared to be in her mid-twenties, with many features identical to Baby New Year.										The woman was trembling, tear stains running down her face as she stepped out the door, her hands up in a sign of surrender. She walked slowly,past the pup, and onto the lawn. Following her, with a pistol aimed at her back, was a little lamb girl wearing only a pull-up. The woman stopped in the center of her yard, eyes pleading with her neighbor for help. The only response she recieved was the wolves unzipping their pants and pulling out their stiff rods.													Mrs. Stephans turned around and faced Baby New Year, "Please! Please don't fuck me with my daughter's body!". The pup stepped off the small porch and up to the woman, "Think of it like getting yours shots. If you relax, it woill be over in an instance. But if you fight the doctor, shi'll have to use force to give you your medicine".						The woman just stared at Baby New Year for a moment, before turning to face the lamb pointing a gun at her, "Please. I don't want to do this. Please!". The normally cheerful lamb's smile faded into a stern frown, akin to a parent scolding a naughty child. "Play", she commanded, firmly but calmly.									The woman looked back to the pup, then the lamb, then each of her horny neighbors watching all this unfold. She suddenly turned and made a move to run for the street. BANG!!! "AAAAAARRRGGHHH!!!!!", she screamed as a bullet pierced her calf, sending her to the grassy ground. She rolled onto her back and held her gun-shot leg, crying and screaming as the pup and lamb stepped up to her.									"Like I said, the doctor WILL make you take your medicine", the pup said as shi climbed onto the crying woman's chest. Mrs. Stephans tried to push her off, only to have the little lamb slam the butt of her pistol into the woman's head. The woman screamed again, but stopped trying to push the pup away.								The pup straddled the woman's stoamch, hir paws resting on her breasts. "I know you didn't want any of this. That's why I was gonna let this just be a quickie", the pup said as her lamb friend torn the woman's top off, revealing her bare breasts, "But you had to fight me. So now we're gonna have some fun first". 							Shi roughly grabbed the woman's paw and shoved it down the front of hir diaper. The woman gringed as she felt her paw brush up against the pup's soft member and cunny. However, before she could voice her displeasure, the now pull-upless lamb climbed onto her face, resting her own cunny against the woman's lips. "Play", the lamb said, resting the barrel of her pistol against the woman's forehead.								Tears flooded the woman's eyes as she began licking the lamb's cunny, illiciting moans from the toddler. The lamb leaned slightly to the side, giving the woman a view of Baby New Year, and pushed the gun barrel against her head, "Play". Mrs. Stephans got the message, and began groping the pup's nethers.							The pup began grinding hir quickly hardening length against the woman's paw, while guiding her fingers into hir cleft. "Oooh!", the pup moaned, as the woman's fingers brushed past hir clit and knuckle deep into hir cunny. The grabbed the woman's paw and hooked her thumb over hir member, allowing the pup to grind against it while the woman tickled hir insides.												Meanwhile, the lamb's eyes struggled to maintain focus as the woman's tongue explored her cunny. The woman, while still visibly shaken, had calmed down noticably. A part of her, deep down, was actually starting to enjoy this. Another part of her, however, was getting ready. Her eyes were locked on the lamb's, waiting for the toddler to give in to the pleasure. To loosen her grip on the gun.								The woman focused her efforts, eating the child out like she had never eaten anyone out before. Long slurps deep into her, almost touching the back of her little uterus, broken up at random by soft nips of her tiny clitoris. "Ahhh!...Ahhh!...Ahh!...Ahh!",  the little lamb moaned, her cheeks bright red. Her eyes started to roll back. Now was the woman's chance!		"Hi there! Would you like to buy some Cub Scout Cookies!?". The woman froze, feeling the lamb spasm sharply on top of her. She looked away from the lamb to see a cute brown bear cub in a green uniform, complete with beret, sash, and skirt. The cub was standing next to a little red wagon full of boxes of cookies. Despite the scene, the cub just stood there smiling, waiting for a response.								The woman just stared in disbelief. Was the whole world really okay with what was happening to her? As if to answer, the lamb climbed off her and smacked her with the pistol, "Play!". Mrs. Stephans winced, but resumed groping the pup she hadn't realized she had neglected. The lamb toddled over and pulled the woman's wallet out of her pants pocket. She pulled out a fistful of money, and handed it to the bear cub, "Caramel".				The bear happily counted out the money before handing over seven boxes of cookies to the naked toddler. The lamb sat the boxes down next to her discarded pull-up and turned to the bear cub, "Play?". "I would love to, thank you!", the cub replied, sitting down to start removing articles of clothing, "I can finally earn my gangrape badge!".					The lamb turned from her new playmate back to the woman, and began removing her pants. Mrs. Stephans shuddered as her bare bottom touched the cool grass of her lawn. Her focus soon returned to the pup however as Baby New Year came inside hir diaper, getting spunk all over the woman's paw. The woman withdrew her hand, staring at the semen in horror.													"Most parents are happy to learn that their child is the next Baby New Year", The pup said, untying hir diaper and tossing oit aside, "But you fought my predecessor through every step of the process. Even this one last step had to be done the hard way". The pup resettled on the woman's stomach, resting hir length between her breasts, and a paw on each ariola. 		The woman looked away as Baby New Year roughly squeezed her breasts together and began humping them, only to see the lamb on her knees, with the gun still pointed at her. The lamb was between the legs of the bear cub, now wearing only the grren skirt, happily suckling on his member. The bear boy resting one paw on the lambs head as his tongue hung lazily out of his blissful maw.								"HEY!", Baby New Year suddenly yelled, getting the woman's attention, "I just had an idea!". Mrs. Stephans stared at the pup, terrified of whatever new torture this thing with her daughters face had planned for her. "We're gonna have a race! If you can cum before me, then we will leave and you will never see us ever again!", the pup said, lazily humping into her tits.												"A-and if you w-win?", the woman asked, nervously. An evil grin appeared on the pup's face, "Well, then we're gonna be 'playing with you' til Father's Day!". Mrs. Stephans froze in horror for a moment, before shoving her paws into her own snatch, frantically trying to get off. The pup giggled as the woman started twitching beneath hir, and began thrusting forward vigorously.											Meanwhile, next to them, the bear cub started to shudder and spasm as he flooded the lamb's mouth with boy juice. His legs went limp, causing him to fall on his butt, stray spunk spraying all over the little lamb girl. The lamb took a big 'gulp', swallowing all she could before smiling happily at the boy and waving him over.						Curious, the winded boy followed the lamb, who led him to the woman's head. Mrs. Stephans had her eyes closed, breathing heavily as she focused on coming to orgasm as soon as possible. She was caught off gaurd when the the entirity of the boy's genitals were pusshed into her mouth, throwing off her pace. "Mmmmmhhhffuuuuuhhhkkk!".			"You still.. hav to... get us off... too!", the pup moaned, hir own pace steady as she rushed to hir own orgasm. The woman growled, but began suckling the skirt-wearing boy as she glared at the gun the lamb pointed at her. "Wow, Mrs. Stephans, you're the best! I'm gonna tell all the Cub Scouts about you!", the bear cub said, seemingly oblivious to her suffering.												Satisfied the woman knew her place, the lamb toddled away, finally arriving between her legs. She dropped onto her paws and knees, and began lapping at the woman's folds. "Mmmmmhffff!", the woman moaned/complained. The lamb ignored her however, placing the gun barrel against the womans inner thigh before pushing her maw into the woman, and returning the favor from earlier.									The woman started spasming harshly, nearly ready to orgasm, as the lamb eat her out. It felt so good. That tiny, warm tongue licking her walls. Those itty-bitty teeth nibbling her clit. Her head swam with pleasure she hadn't felt in months. She hoped it would never end.													Suddenly a wet sensation on her chest brought her back to reality. "Oooohhhhhh!", Baby New Year maoned as juices sprayed out of hir cunny and while spunk flooded out from between the woman's breasts. Mrs. Stephans froze, knowing she had lost. "Tsk tsk, Mrs. Stephans, looks like you're stuck with us for a whole month!".						Mrs. Stephans freaked out, tossing the bear boy from atop her head, "Ow! Hey!". She began to sit up, her paws wrapping around the pup's neck. BANG!!!				Everyone froze as a bullet went through the woman's other calf. Ever so slowly, the woman loosened her grip on the pup and dropped back, crying quietly to herself as pain lanced through her leg. Her only relief coming in the form of the lamb, who despite taking the shot, had not once stopped eating her out.								The bear cub came over to the crying woman, an annoyed look on his face, "Bad rape victim!". SMACK! He slapped her across the cheek, "Now lay there like a good victim and take it!". Turning to the pup, he smiled cheerfully, "So, where do you need me now?". The pup giggled and raised a paw, milk dripping from it, "Hungry?".						As the bear cub joined the pup in drinking from Mrs. Stephans breasts, the lamb pulled back, illiciting a quiet whine from the broken woman. She took one look at what the cub and pup were doing before cheerfully proclaiming, "Baby!". The others glanced down to see the lamb suddenly jam her gun-wielding hand into the woman's snatch. 				"W-what are you doing!", Mrs. Stephans cried in dismay as the cold, metal gun slid inside her alongside most of the toddler's arm. Without loomking up, the lamb replied, "Baby!", before forcing her other arm in. The woman was confused for amoment until the lamb started to force her head inside as well, "No! Nononononno!". The cub and pup giggled as they enjoyed their meal, watching the woman complain but offer no physical resistance.		The little ones moved off Mrs. Stephans tummy as they felt the lamb's form through the flesh under them. The bear boy released his nipple first, moving down to watch the lamb's lower body slide into the woman, "Cool!". He stood there for a moment, very aroused watching the toddler crawling into a woman's vagina, when he suddenly looked at his own feet, "Eww! Blood".											The bear boy skipped over to the woman's discarded shirt and began tearing it into strips. He brought them back over to the woman's legs and began bandaging her calves with them. "Aaarrgghhhh!", Mrs. Stephans cried. "Don't worry, ma'am! I got my first aid badge last year!", the boy said, making sure to tie the shirt strips nice and tight to stop the bleeding, "That should stop the blood loss, ma'am, but as soon as you're done being gangraped you should go to the hospital, alright?".									The woman whined, glad she was no longer gonna die of blood loss, still freaked out that a toddler was currently forcing her way into her uterus. And all that itchy wool wasn't helping either. As the lamb's footpaws slid in, Mrs. Stephans cried out, this time in pleasure, as her orgasm finally hit, further lubricating the toddler inside her.					"Whoa! She just came all over my paw!", said the bear boy, sitting between the woman's legs. Baby New Year came up to him and stretched out her arms, pleadingly. Smiling, the boy lifted hir by the armpits over the woman's leg and onto his lap, his hard member poking against hir groin from beneath his skirt.						"I need your help with one las thing", the pup said kissing the boy on the cheek. "Anything! This has been so much fun!", he replied, squeezing the pup's butt. The pup wiggled in his grip, before laying back against the woman's groin, "I'm going in there, too-". "W-What!", Mrs. Stephans cried. "But it's gonna be a tight fit. I might need you to give me a little... push!", the pup said, guiding the boy's member into her cunny.				"Oh boy!", the bear boy said as he in turn guided the pup's head into Mrs. Stepans cervix. "Best day ever!", the cub whispered as he began humping the pup into the woman. Slowly, Baby New Year began sliding into Mrs. Stephans, one thrust at a time. The inexperienced boy thrust wildly, with no sense of rythm, pushing the pup's shoulders in after hir head.												Mrs. Stephans clawed at the lawn on either side of her, fighting as best she could against the pleasure in her loins. The pup's chest slid inside her, hir head already entering her uterus. As the pup's whole head popped into the tight womb, the little lamb latched onto hir with a deep kiss, their tongues exploring each other's mouths in the confined space.			The bear boy moaned out. He wasn't going to last long like this. Fortunately, the lamb inside the woman had started pulling on the pup, helping hir along. Soon the bear boy felt his skirt-covered hips come to rest against the woman's hips, only the pup's legs and tail still outside her. Ever the dutiful scout, the bear boy pulled out of the pup and began pushing the pup's footpaws in.											"Okay! Almost done! Just gotta blow my load, then it'll all be over", the boy cub said as the pup's knees disapeared into the woman. The boy lifted Mrs. Stephans legs, resting them on his shoulders, "Gotta remember to elevate your wounds!", before lining himself up with her tailhole.											"Please! They're gone now! Please just leave me alone!", Mrs. Stephans pled with the boy. "And miss out on my gangrape badge!? No thank you!", the cub replied, slamming forward, balls deep. The woman only grunted, considering her other extreme penetrations, this seemed considerably more bearable.								The boy leans forward, his tummy pressing Baby New Year's feet the rest of the way in. He lays partially on top of the woman's plump belly, feeling the pup and lamb playing inside her. "Ooh! I wonder if this counts for my preggo-sex and MILF badges, too!?", the boy said, sloppily humping the woman's butt.								"Haa- Haa- Haa-", the bear cub pants, still trying to wrap his head around the day he was having. Her hole was soooo tight! Was he her first? Or were all tailholes this tight? Either way, he was definitely doing this again! The boy frantically thrust into the woman again and again, a bit of slobber dripping from his dangling tongue as he rasped for air.				Finally, after what felt like hours to the broken woman, the boy slammed in one last time. Spasms rocked his small form as he unloaded into her rump, his body draped over her engorged gut. From inside her, the pup and lamb kissed at his cheek, thanking him for his help. Feeling this, the boy blushed, suddenly embarresed to be kissed by the little girls.		As his strength returned to him, the boy lifted himself off Mrs. Stephans' belly and pulled out slowly. A rush of bear seed spilled out as he vacated the hole. He gingerly lowered her injured legs to the ground, checking to see if the makeshift bandages were still tight as he did. "Whelp! That was fun, Mrs. Stephans! You should go see a doctor now, though".		The woman just laid there, crying silently and hysterically to herself, cursing the world that let this happen to her. The cub gathered up his clothes and re-dressed. He grabbed the lamb's pull-up and stared at it for a moment, considering. "Well, I did go commando today...", he said, stepping into the training pants and pulling them up to his groin. It was a snug fit, but it somehow felt right.									The boy walked over to his little red wagon full of boxes of cookies and started pulling it toward the sidewalk, "Happy Mother's Day, Mrs. Stephans! Enjoy the cookies!".