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Chat on Discord with like-minded individuals, fans and collaborators, including the big cat himself. And the best part? Instant access to ALL of his classic stories over the past 15 years! Sign up for free today, and upgrade when you can!\n\nAs always, check out Thakur on his other galleries for maximum coverage:\nFurAffinity(https://www.furaffinity.net/gallery/thakurcat/)\nSoFurry(https://thakur.sofurry.com/)\nArchiveOfOurOwn(https://archiveofourown.org/users/ThakurCat)\nInkBunny(https://inkbunny.net/gallery/Thakur/1/72e7ce2250)\n\nThanks to my former Patreon supporters: Guri, Nichizue, AlexW, Stell, Dotoro, Frosti, Rob Baird, Rokanoss, Geko7, Lost Jungle, pupapo, lonewoof and wolfman! Special thanks to my official adaptation artist Baylong for providing pictures to accompany my stories! And thanks to DreamGod for formatting and upkeep of my libraries! \n\n\n[iconname]DreamGod[/iconname]—As far as I'm concerned, this story ends right the hell here. With Tinkerbell being embarrassed by being bred with a random dog each day, but more than making up for it by Frenching and licking and grinding against his crush [i]every single night[/i]...that's all I'd need to get off. 😂 But there are still three more chapters left, so the best(and worst!) is still yet to come. Standby!", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Poor Derek is quickly forced into life as Tinkerbell, a freshly bred German Shepherd bitch who can't keep herself safe from the torment of Ben or the horniness of any male dog within a hundred yards. But the following night after a thoroughly nonconsensual and humiliatingly public "meet cute", Derek discovers an upside to his predicament—much sooner than Adam did—and arguably a hell of a lot better.


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This is [i]bullsh - [/i]bogus.''\n\nJust behind him, the dog in question was scratching and whining at the door to the backyard. When I looked back at my Dad, I could see his pleading eyes. \"Oh no,'' I said.\n\nHe said, holding up the leash and poop bags, \"Can you take Tinkerbell for a walk? I don't want dog shit all over our backyard, and I've gotta run some errands for work, and you know Ben.''\n\n[i]Dog shit. How charming![/i] I'd have to remember to wait as long as possible before introducing Isaac to my dad.\n\nI stamped my foot. \"If this is about teaching Ben responsibility, make [i]him[/i] do it.''\n\nDad held his hands palm up, as if helpless, and said, \"I promise, we'll talk to him about what he has to do to keep this dog, tonight. Just walk him down to the park and back, okay?''\n\nI rolled my eyes, but took the leash and trash bags. \"[i]Her[/i], Dad. [i]Her[/i] name is Tinkerbell...''\n\nThe dog whined again, but didn't scratch at the door. 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She stopped just behind the bush.\n\n\"Oh,'' I said, laughing. \"A dog with privacy issues.''\n\nI looked away, just waiting, until Tinkerbell returned beside me. I grabbed the poop bag and started toward the bush, when Tinkerbell whined and pulled back on the leash. [i]She can't still be embarrassed, can she?[/i] But her whimpers were insistent whenever I took a step toward the bush, so I shrugged. No one was looking, so I just tucked the bag in my pocket, and started for home.\n\nI was going to head straight home, but I saw something that stopped me dead in my tracks. Rather, [i]someone[/i].\n\nIsaac Laughner.\n\nJust as I was leaving the park, he was entering it, leading his own dog. It looked like a Dalmatian, only a lot bigger than I expected, and with pointy ears. It was half again as tall as Tinkerbell, and probably weighed more than [i]I[/i] did. I didn't give the dog a second glance, looking instead at Isaac.\n\nHe was perfect. Tall, muscular, and with light blonde hair which curled up just slightly at the ends. He walked with confidence, straight-backed, like a prince, not like the thugs most of the other boys tried to imitate. Especially on the football team. Every other boy wore saggy pants and swaggered back and forth like their bones were all mush, but not Isaac.\n\n\"Hi, Sarah.''\n\nI blinked. [i]Oh, he's [/i]talking[i] to me! [/i]Hastily, I smiled, and said, \"Isaac! What are you doing here?''\n\nHis beautiful forehead crinkled up in confusion. \"Um...walking the dog, I guess. Nice dog you got there, I always liked German Shepherds.''\n\n\"What?'' I asked, trying to process his words. \"Oh, yeah, Tinkerbell! Yeah, German Shepherds all the way.''\n\n[i]God, I sound so stupid! Focus Sarah, focus![/i]\n\nIsaac knelt down in front of me, and I almost panicked, until I realized he was just petting his dog. \"Don't worry, Samson, I like Great Danes, too.''\n\nSo that's what a Great Dane looks like. I chuckled politely at Isaac's joke, waiting until he stood back up to look him in the eye. But when my eyes met his, I looked away. [i]So blue![/i] Still, I managed to stammer, \"Listen, Isaac...are you going to the Jenderson's party tonight? I'm gunna be there.''\n\n\"Yeah, I'll probly go, for a little while. Hey, Sarah?'' he asked.\n\nI looked up at him, eyes wide. What was he going to ask me? We were already talking...why did he say my name? I met his eyes and forced myself not to look away, giving the barest, breathiest, \"Yeah?''\n\nHe was just looking at me. My heart was racing, my palms sweaty. Could he really mean to ask me to the party? I wasn't even wearing my dress, and my bulky pants were not especially flattering. There was a sharp tug at the leash, but I wasn't about to go anywhere. I pulled hard on the leash until my knuckles were white, waiting for his answer.\n\nIsaac stammered. He, of all people, was nervous! \"L-look, I was just wondering, you know, if...''\n\n\"Yes?'' I asked, barely able to control my excitement. I heard a whimper. [i]That wasn't [/i]me[i], was it?[/i]\n\nOur eyes were locked together. [i]Oh my god, this is it![/i] The boy of my dreams opened his mouth and said, \"Maybe you and me wanted to take off from the party? I know a -''\n\n[i]Yelp![/i]\n\nTogether, the two of us looked down at the sudden, high-pitched bark.\n\n\"Holy shit!'' Isaac cried, while I joined in (unladylike) with \"Fuck!''\n\nTinkerbell was straining at the full extension of the leash, but Isaac had one of those retractable leashes. Samson had taken advantage of his relative freedom, and when the two of us looked down, we saw a huge, black-spotted blur mounted on a squirming, brown-and-black Tinkerbell.\n\n[i]How dare she![/i] First the damned dog is given to Ben without a second thought by my parents, then she ruined my Saturday morning, and [i]now[/i] she was interrupting [i]Isaac Laughner[/i] right when he'd been about to ask me on a date! My face was beet red at the awkwardness of what the two dogs were doing, in combination with my anger at Tinkerbell. She was whimpering and whining as the huge dog pounded her, but I couldn't help but think the little slut deserved it.\n\nIsaac yanked on his leash, trying to pull Samson off. \"Your dog's not spayed!?'' he cried.\n\n\"How should I know?'' I asked, \"Ben just got her from a shelter yesterday!'' I glanced down at them. Somehow, I hadn't noticed it earlier, but Samson sported two, humongous balls, swinging back and forth. Did that mean Tinkerbell was going to get knocked up? I just [i]know[/i] my parents would blame [i]me[/i], if she did.\n\n\"Pull on your leash, we've gotta get `em off each other!''\n\nI walked to the front of the dogs, yanking on my leash. Isaac was strong, and he was pulling Samson backwards, but the Great Dane dug his paws in around Tinkerbell's hips, dragging the whimpering bitch with him. I wasn't as strong as Isaac, but I was no weakling, either. I pulled as hard as I could, but Samson dragged me along as easily as he did Tinkerbell. The huge dog must weigh fifty, sixty pounds more than me!\n\n\"I-I can't!'' I cried, trying to dig my feet into the dirt. All I was managing to do was choke Tinkerbell!\n\n\"Alright...let go,'' Isaac said, grimly, letting go of his leash too. \"I don't think we can stop them.''\n\nOddly, Tinkerbell looked over her shoulder at the beautiful, muscular quarterback and whined louder, eyes wide. I got the impression she'd really rather not be where she was. The spotted behemoth rested his bulk on the German Shepherd's back legs, making them wobble, while he humped her like she was the only thing in the world.\n\nIsaac and I were panting from the effort. He walked up beside me, saying, \"My parents are going to kill me. I'm supposed to keep him under control. Y-you won't tell them, will you?''\n\n\"No, `course not,'' I muttered quickly.\n\nTinkerbell dropped her jaw, moaning, while Samson grunted and thrust, his big tail wagging. Her tail was held motionless to the side, and she didn't look like she was struggling anymore. Honestly, she just looked like she was in shock. [i]Can't blame her. If that dog's as bigger between the legs as he is in total size, she's gotta be reeling! He's twice her weight, easily![/i] I blushed, realizing that Isaac was probably only a couple dozen pounds shy of twice [i]my[/i] size, and then, unbidden, I was picturing his dick.\n\n\"Hey, let's move over a little.'' Isaac grabbed my arm, and pulled me until we were watching the two dogs from behind and to the side.\n\n[i]What?[/i] Now we had a perfect view of Samson's slick...[i]red?[/i]...cock sticking in and out of Tinkerbell's stretched out hole. Not mention the Great Dane's swinging orbs. [i]Why did Isaac move us here? Is he some kind of pervert?[/i] I looked up at him, confused.\n\nIsaac gave an embarrassed half-smile, and pointed behind us. Looking over my shoulder, I saw it. The playground. He'd positioned us between the fucking dogs and the playground, where already little kids were looking this way and asking their parents awkward questions. I blushed at the parents' harsh, angry stares. Looking around, I realized how much the two, large, thrusting dogs stood out. And there we were, just watching as our two dogs bred in the middle of a busy park. All those eyes!\n\nI whispered to Isaac, \"Oh god, is there [i]anything[/i] more embarrassing than this? All those people watching us, judging us.''\n\nTinkerbell tossed her head up, looking straight at me, giving me a sharp, shrill bark. [i]What's [/i]her[i] problem?[/i] The German Shepherd hardly had any right to complain. She's the one who let the Great Dane bone her in the middle of the park!\n\nIsaac said, \"Y-yeah.''\n\nQuietly, I put my hand around his. He didn't pull away. Sweat beaded on my brow as I stood closer to Isaac than I ever had before. Strangely, despite the incredibly embarrassing act going on right in front of us, I felt comfortable - [i]right[/i] - with Isaac. We were meant to be together.\n\nIncredibly, the Great Dane only seemed to grow [i]larger[/i] as he continued to bang her. I could hardly help but sneak a few glances underneath Tinkerbell's tail. She was humping back, now, eyes clenched shut as Samson's cock seemed to balloon. Like, [i]literally.[/i] Tinkerbell's doggy vagina swelled up, wide and round, until it was bulging out far too many inches. The large male couldn't possibly be that wide [i]everywhere[/i].\n\n\"Wow,'' said Isaac, and when I glanced up at him, I saw that he was also sneaking glances.\n\nI blushed red hot, thinking again about the lewdness of what we were watching, and how it made me picture the two of [i]us[/i] together. Giggling softly, I rambled, \"It's not the size that counts.'' Of course, I was immediately mortified, but Isaac didn't even look at me weird.\n\nSize, however, really did seem to count for something. Now that Samson was huge and throbbing in Tinkerbell, the German Shepherd was whining and moaning, her hips jerking up and down rapidly. Any reluctance on [i]her[/i] part was gone. Samson, who had never hesitated, grunted and pumped eagerly into the bitch, short jabs that echoed with a wet [i]schlorp![/i] I could hardly believe that the small shepherd's snatch could swell so large - it looked painful.\n\nThen, it all came to a head. Neither Isaac nor I could pretend not to hear it as Samson groaned, slammed forward one last time, and let loose with a [i]spluuuuurt![/i] Tinkerbell went crazy, her plaintive whines sounded like some weird combination of intense horror coupled with moaning, blissful humps. Samson's heavy balls stood out like sore thumbs, churning and pulsing as he dumped load after load into the slutty bitch. I'd expected there to be a really sticky mess, but I had to guess that that huge bulge must be keeping it all in her. Samson continued to gush inside Tinkerbell, which didn't bode well for her chances at avoiding puppies.\n\n\"Look, Sarah. If she has puppies, you know me and my family will do everything we can to help you, you know, with whatever you do.''\n\nI glanced up at Isaac, squeezing his hand, and said, \"I know. I guess, you might as well ask your friends and family if they're interested in some mix puppies.''\n\nStill gyrating her hips, Tinkerbell suddenly dropped her jaw and wailed, her eyes on me. I swear to God, it looked like she was shooting an accusatory glare! At [i]me[/i]! I shook my head at Tinkerbell and said, on no uncertain terms, \"This is [i]your[/i] fault, not mine.''\n\nIsaac laughed, and Tinkerbell whimpered.\n\nJust when I thought the embarrassment would be over, and the angry parents and curious onlookers would go away, Samson didn't simply get off of his bitch. Instead, he turned around. Now [i]that[/i] looked painful. The huge dog stood back-to-back with the smaller shepherd, cock as huge as ever inside her.\n\nI winced, and Isaac chuckled and said, \"It's a dog thing.''\n\nWell, turns out Samson wasn't even close to finished with her. Another eight minutes passed while Isaac and I stood, holding hands, before the Great Dane had finished ejaculating into my brother's heat-crazed dog. With a loud grunt, he tugged, tugged, and [i]tugged[/i], finally pulling free of the whimpering Tinkerbell. [i]Now[/i] there was a mess, as Samson's excess stuff went spilling out of her still stretched out pussy. Hopefully, when Isaac and I finally consummated our relationship, it wouldn't be so painful and gross. [i]Whoa, girl![/i] I thought. [i]We aren't even dating yet.[/i]\n\n\"Look, Isaac, I gotta go home and get ready for the party,'' I said, grabbing Tinkerbell's leash. The Jenderson's party wasn't starting for eight hours. [i]Stupid! Stupid![/i]\n\nIsaac blinked and said, \"Yeah. Um...Sarah? Like I was saying, before, um, Samson...''\n\n\"Yes,'' I interrupted, firmly. Isaac looked at me with hopeful, puppy dog eyes. \"Yes, let's ditch the party early.''\n\nIsaac lit up like a bonfire, his cheeks flushed. He said, \"Great, uh...uh... I'll see you there!'' With that, he grabbed Samson's leash, turned around, and almost tripped over his own feet as he headed for home.\n\nThe remainder of this story contains humans in sexual situations. Please follow the link here:https://archiveofourown.org/works/45752083/chapters/115136782\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "There's no way our parents were going to let Ben just suddenly have a dog.  Where did he get the money for it?  It didn't look like a pound dog.  Who's going to pay for the food?  When did my brother even get it?

I'd only been upstairs for an hour or so, texting Sarah Harding (known in our group as Sarah #2 because she'd moved here after me), when I had heard Ben coming in the house, barely restraining a frightened dog.  It looked like a...what was it...a Great Dane?  Whatever those black and brown police-looking dogs were called, like the neighbors had.  At first I thought he must have stolen one of their dogs, but this one was female.

He said he ran down to the pound and got one, on a whim.  My parents bought that story easily enough, but they said they'd have to "think about'' whether to let him keep the dog.  Total bullshit.  I'd asked for a dog when I was his age, and they'd said "no''.  They were afraid it'd mess up the house.  And I, unlike Ben, am responsible.

It was the next morning, a Saturday, and as always, Ben was sleeping in.  I got up early to shower and dry my hair, setting it the right way for the occasion.  For school, I kept it simple, with a ponytail that could last the whole day, but today I was going to meet friends at a party, so I needed to look my best.  I let it fall loosely around my shoulders, combing it until it shined brightly in the light.

I hoped Isaac Laughner would be at the party.  I looked so hot he'd have to notice me.  Sure, as the school's quarterback, he could pretty much date any girl he wanted, but why not me?

I glided downstairs, practicing my `princess walk'.  A princess needed to glide, as if floating across the floor.  Sure, it only really worked with a long skirt, so my jeans didn't send the right message.  But practice makes perfect, and that's what I needed to be, tonight.

When I got downstairs, I saw Dad carrying some things into the house.  No...way...  He had a big bag of dry dog food, a blue leash, and a box of little blue plastic bags.

"You are not letting him keep that dog.'' I stated.

"Now come on, Sarah,'' my father said in his ingratiating tone.  "Ben needs to learn responsibility.  We can't take away the first thing he's shown an interest in for years.  This will be good for him.''

"And me having a dog when I was fourteen wouldn't have been good for me?  This is bullsh - bogus.''

Just behind him, the dog in question was scratching and whining at the door to the backyard.  When I looked back at my Dad, I could see his pleading eyes.  "Oh no,'' I said.

He said, holding up the leash and poop bags, "Can you take Tinkerbell for a walk?  I don't want dog shit all over our backyard, and I've gotta run some errands for work, and you know Ben.''

Dog shit.  How charming!  I'd have to remember to wait as long as possible before introducing Isaac to my dad.

I stamped my foot.  "If this is about teaching Ben responsibility, make him do it.''

Dad held his hands palm up, as if helpless, and said, "I promise, we'll talk to him about what he has to do to keep this dog, tonight.  Just walk him down to the park and back, okay?''

I rolled my eyes, but took the leash and trash bags.  "Her, Dad.  Her name is Tinkerbell...''

The dog whined again, but didn't scratch at the door.  Dad just smiled, and headed back to his car.  Great, I thought, and even in my head the words dripped with sarcasm, looks like they finally got me that dog I always wanted.

Tinkerbell was pretty obedient.  She'd shied away from the leash when I first put it on her, but now that we were walking down the sidewalk, she stayed right next to me, not pulling on the leash.  The park was only a block away, but I'd hoped she'd `do her business' before then.  I watched her carefully, but she never made a move to do anything.

Actually, she was behaving a little weird.  Granted, I'd never had a dog, but I'd seen them.  Both Jill and Sarah #2 had dogs.  This one, though, wasn't looking around at all.  In fact, Tinkerbell kept staring at the ground, especially when we passed other people.  I thought I might have to pull her away from other people, but she didn't just not care about people, she actively avoided them.  Maybe before her stay in the pound, she'd been abused?

"C'mon, girl, do your business!'' I said, cheerfully, hoping the tone of my voice would get through to her.

She did look up at me, meeting my eyes, but she almost seemed to shiver.  God, how long am I going to have to be out here waiting for this dog to `go'?  Honestly, I couldn't think of a worse fate than suddenly being saddled with an unwanted dog.

I kept walking, until we finally made it to the park.  It was like half-a-block long and half-a-block wide, filled with tall trees and bushes and things.  I used to go here when I was just a kid, but now, as an adult, there were better things to do.

We walked past the playground toward the trees, but when I got near the first, large bush, Tinkerbell bolted for cover, tugging on the leash.  She was strong, for a dog I could carry in my arms, and pulled me off balance.  She stopped just behind the bush.

"Oh,'' I said, laughing.  "A dog with privacy issues.''

I looked away, just waiting, until Tinkerbell returned beside me.  I grabbed the poop bag and started toward the bush, when Tinkerbell whined and pulled back on the leash.  She can't still be embarrassed, can she?  But her whimpers were insistent whenever I took a step toward the bush, so I shrugged.  No one was looking, so I just tucked the bag in my pocket, and started for home.

I was going to head straight home, but I saw something that stopped me dead in my tracks.  Rather, someone.

Isaac Laughner.

Just as I was leaving the park, he was entering it, leading his own dog.  It looked like a Dalmatian, only a lot bigger than I expected, and with pointy ears.  It was half again as tall as Tinkerbell, and probably weighed more than I did.  I didn't give the dog a second glance, looking instead at Isaac.

He was perfect.  Tall, muscular, and with light blonde hair which curled up just slightly at the ends.  He walked with confidence, straight-backed, like a prince, not like the thugs most of the other boys tried to imitate.  Especially on the football team.  Every other boy wore saggy pants and swaggered back and forth like their bones were all mush, but not Isaac.

"Hi, Sarah.''

I blinked.  Oh, he's talking to me!  Hastily, I smiled, and said, "Isaac!  What are you doing here?''

His beautiful forehead crinkled up in confusion.  "Um...walking the dog, I guess.  Nice dog you got there, I always liked German Shepherds.''

"What?'' I asked, trying to process his words.  "Oh, yeah, Tinkerbell!  Yeah, German Shepherds all the way.''

God, I sound so stupid!  Focus Sarah, focus!

Isaac knelt down in front of me, and I almost panicked, until I realized he was just petting his dog.  "Don't worry, Samson, I like Great Danes, too.''

So that's what a Great Dane looks like.  I chuckled politely at Isaac's joke, waiting until he stood back up to look him in the eye.  But when my eyes met his, I looked away.  So blue!  Still, I managed to stammer, "Listen, Isaac...are you going to the Jenderson's party tonight?  I'm gunna be there.''

"Yeah, I'll probly go, for a little while.  Hey, Sarah?'' he asked.

I looked up at him, eyes wide.  What was he going to ask me?  We were already talking...why did he say my name?  I met his eyes and forced myself not to look away, giving the barest, breathiest, "Yeah?''

He was just looking at me.  My heart was racing, my palms sweaty.  Could he really mean to ask me to the party?  I wasn't even wearing my dress, and my bulky pants were not especially flattering.  There was a sharp tug at the leash, but I wasn't about to go anywhere.  I pulled hard on the leash until my knuckles were white, waiting for his answer.

Isaac stammered.  He, of all people, was nervous!  "L-look, I was just wondering, you know, if...''

"Yes?'' I asked, barely able to control my excitement.  I heard a whimper.  That wasn't me, was it?

Our eyes were locked together.  Oh my god, this is it!  The boy of my dreams opened his mouth and said, "Maybe you and me wanted to take off from the party?  I know a -''

Yelp!

Together, the two of us looked down at the sudden, high-pitched bark.

"Holy shit!'' Isaac cried, while I joined in (unladylike) with "Fuck!''

Tinkerbell was straining at the full extension of the leash, but Isaac had one of those retractable leashes.  Samson had taken advantage of his relative freedom, and when the two of us looked down, we saw a huge, black-spotted blur mounted on a squirming, brown-and-black Tinkerbell.

How dare she!  First the damned dog is given to Ben without a second thought by my parents, then she ruined my Saturday morning, and now she was interrupting Isaac Laughner right when he'd been about to ask me on a date!  My face was beet red at the awkwardness of what the two dogs were doing, in combination with my anger at Tinkerbell.  She was whimpering and whining as the huge dog pounded her, but I couldn't help but think the little slut deserved it.

Isaac yanked on his leash, trying to pull Samson off.  "Your dog's not spayed!?'' he cried.

"How should I know?'' I asked, "Ben just got her from a shelter yesterday!''  I glanced down at them.  Somehow, I hadn't noticed it earlier, but Samson sported two, humongous balls, swinging back and forth.  Did that mean Tinkerbell was going to get knocked up?  I just know my parents would blame me, if she did.

"Pull on your leash, we've gotta get `em off each other!''

I walked to the front of the dogs, yanking on my leash.  Isaac was strong, and he was pulling Samson backwards, but the Great Dane dug his paws in around Tinkerbell's hips, dragging the whimpering bitch with him.  I wasn't as strong as Isaac, but I was no weakling, either.  I pulled as hard as I could, but Samson dragged me along as easily as he did Tinkerbell.  The huge dog must weigh fifty, sixty pounds more than me!

"I-I can't!'' I cried, trying to dig my feet into the dirt.  All I was managing to do was choke Tinkerbell!

"Alright...let go,'' Isaac said, grimly, letting go of his leash too.  "I don't think we can stop them.''

Oddly, Tinkerbell looked over her shoulder at the beautiful, muscular quarterback and whined louder, eyes wide.  I got the impression she'd really rather not be where she was.  The spotted behemoth rested his bulk on the German Shepherd's back legs, making them wobble, while he humped her like she was the only thing in the world.

Isaac and I were panting from the effort.  He walked up beside me, saying, "My parents are going to kill me.  I'm supposed to keep him under control.  Y-you won't tell them, will you?''

"No, `course not,'' I muttered quickly.

Tinkerbell dropped her jaw, moaning, while Samson grunted and thrust, his big tail wagging.  Her tail was held motionless to the side, and she didn't look like she was struggling anymore.  Honestly, she just looked like she was in shock.  Can't blame her.  If that dog's as bigger between the legs as he is in total size, she's gotta be reeling!  He's twice her weight, easily!  I blushed, realizing that Isaac was probably only a couple dozen pounds shy of twice my size, and then, unbidden, I was picturing his dick.

"Hey, let's move over a little.''  Isaac grabbed my arm, and pulled me until we were watching the two dogs from behind and to the side.

What?  Now we had a perfect view of Samson's slick...red?...cock sticking in and out of Tinkerbell's stretched out hole.  Not mention the Great Dane's swinging orbs.  Why did Isaac move us here?  Is he some kind of pervert?  I looked up at him, confused.

Isaac gave an embarrassed half-smile, and pointed behind us.  Looking over my shoulder, I saw it.  The playground.  He'd positioned us between the fucking dogs and the playground, where already little kids were looking this way and asking their parents awkward questions.  I blushed at the parents' harsh, angry stares.  Looking around, I realized how much the two, large, thrusting dogs stood out.  And there we were, just watching as our two dogs bred in the middle of a busy park.  All those eyes!

I whispered to Isaac, "Oh god, is there anything more embarrassing than this?  All those people watching us, judging us.''

Tinkerbell tossed her head up, looking straight at me, giving me a sharp, shrill bark.  What's her problem?  The German Shepherd hardly had any right to complain.  She's the one who let the Great Dane bone her in the middle of the park!

Isaac said, "Y-yeah.''

Quietly, I put my hand around his.  He didn't pull away.  Sweat beaded on my brow as I stood closer to Isaac than I ever had before.  Strangely, despite the incredibly embarrassing act going on right in front of us, I felt comfortable - right - with Isaac.  We were meant to be together.

Incredibly, the Great Dane only seemed to grow larger as he continued to bang her.  I could hardly help but sneak a few glances underneath Tinkerbell's tail.  She was humping back, now, eyes clenched shut as Samson's cock seemed to balloon.  Like, literally.  Tinkerbell's doggy vagina swelled up, wide and round, until it was bulging out far too many inches.  The large male couldn't possibly be that wide everywhere.

"Wow,'' said Isaac, and when I glanced up at him, I saw that he was also sneaking glances.

I blushed red hot, thinking again about the lewdness of what we were watching, and how it made me picture the two of us together.  Giggling softly, I rambled, "It's not the size that counts.''  Of course, I was immediately mortified, but Isaac didn't even look at me weird.

Size, however, really did seem to count for something.  Now that Samson was huge and throbbing in Tinkerbell, the German Shepherd was whining and moaning, her hips jerking up and down rapidly.  Any reluctance on her part was gone.  Samson, who had never hesitated, grunted and pumped eagerly into the bitch, short jabs that echoed with a wet schlorp!  I could hardly believe that the small shepherd's snatch could swell so large - it looked painful.

Then, it all came to a head.  Neither Isaac nor I could pretend not to hear it as Samson groaned, slammed forward one last time, and let loose with a spluuuuurt!  Tinkerbell went crazy, her plaintive whines sounded like some weird combination of intense horror coupled with moaning, blissful humps.  Samson's heavy balls stood out like sore thumbs, churning and pulsing as he dumped load after load into the slutty bitch.  I'd expected there to be a really sticky mess, but I had to guess that that huge bulge must be keeping it all in her.  Samson continued to gush inside Tinkerbell, which didn't bode well for her chances at avoiding puppies.

"Look, Sarah.  If she has puppies, you know me and my family will do everything we can to help you, you know, with whatever you do.''

I glanced up at Isaac, squeezing his hand, and said, "I know.  I guess, you might as well ask your friends and family if they're interested in some mix puppies.''

Still gyrating her hips, Tinkerbell suddenly dropped her jaw and wailed, her eyes on me.  I swear to God, it looked like she was shooting an accusatory glare! At me!  I shook my head at Tinkerbell and said, on no uncertain terms, "This is your fault, not mine.''

Isaac laughed, and Tinkerbell whimpered.

Just when I thought the embarrassment would be over, and the angry parents and curious onlookers would go away, Samson didn't simply get off of his bitch.  Instead, he turned around.  Now that looked painful.  The huge dog stood back-to-back with the smaller shepherd, cock as huge as ever inside her.

I winced, and Isaac chuckled and said, "It's a dog thing.''

Well, turns out Samson wasn't even close to finished with her.  Another eight minutes passed while Isaac and I stood, holding hands, before the Great Dane had finished ejaculating into my brother's heat-crazed dog.  With a loud grunt, he tugged, tugged, and tugged, finally pulling free of the whimpering Tinkerbell.  Now there was a mess, as Samson's excess stuff went spilling out of her still stretched out pussy.  Hopefully, when Isaac and I finally consummated our relationship, it wouldn't be so painful and gross.  Whoa, girl! I thought.  We aren't even dating yet.

"Look, Isaac, I gotta go home and get ready for the party,'' I said, grabbing Tinkerbell's leash.  The Jenderson's party wasn't starting for eight hours.  Stupid!  Stupid!

Isaac blinked and said, "Yeah.  Um...Sarah?  Like I was saying, before, um, Samson...''

"Yes,'' I interrupted, firmly.  Isaac looked at me with hopeful, puppy dog eyes.  "Yes, let's ditch the party early.''

Isaac lit up like a bonfire, his cheeks flushed.  He said, "Great, uh...uh... I'll see you there!''  With that, he grabbed Samson's leash, turned around, and almost tripped over his own feet as he headed for home.

The remainder of this story contains humans in sexual situations. Please follow the link here:https://archiveofourown.org/works/45752083/chapters/115...

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