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Happy Valentine's Day, you dirty pervs!", "writing": "``Another day, another dollar,'' Dodger grinned, stretching from his nap at the cluttered foot of the old mattress Fagin used as a bed. Tito had ended up, during the night, nestling in one of the broken springs. Dodger found Rita a lot more comfortable.\n\nThe brown-furred Saluki opened one eye. She would never be a morning dog. It was the one thing she disliked about the Jack Russell. Besides, she made most of her dollars at [i]night[/i]. ``You got a lead?''\n\n``Sure do, babe. There's this fish market down on seventh, and every Saturday they throw the extras right in the trash. Should be enough for all of us,'' he grinned, looking over the paltry crew. ``But I'll never bring in as much as you. Tell me your secret?''\n\nHe asked it almost every day. Rita just smiled back and said, ``A woman doesn't reveal her tricks.'' Sure enough, she usually came home pretty late at night with actual money. Fagin was too desperate to question his well-trained entourage, dogs that were too smart for their own good, so he just pocketed the money to spend on his family.\n\nRita couldn't tell Dodger. The other dogs were fine except Tito, but the cool, collected terrier was the heart of the group, and he had her heart as well. He couldn't know that when she said `tricks', she [i]meant[/i] it. She earned her money turning tricks in the Red Light Alley, working for Sykes' good boys, Roscoe and DeSoto. Sykes wanted cold, hard, cash, and his dogs knew what it took to convince the stray dogs of New York to cough it up. Rita was just one of many prostitutes under their `protection', but the Saluki was in high demand.\n\nThe street-walking Saluki wasn't the only one with a secret to keep. Dodger had scrounged a little bag of coins from underneath Fagin during the night, most of which had been earned by Rita. The mottled white-and-brown dog had been feeling itchy all night. Fish-heads were good and all, but he couldn't spend another night next to Rita like this. If only he could tell her how he felt. But the only dog more street savvy than him was her, and she seemed so above it all. She'd never fall for a little dog like him. He needed another solution, wagging goodbye on his way out.\n\nRita smiled, watching him go. She lazed around for the next few hours, as each of the crew finally got up and got going. First Einstein, then Tito, then finally Francis, each with their own plan for scrounging up food. The Saluki just saved her energy. Tonight's meeting spot was a familiar one, an alleyway that provided ample privacy for her line of work. Not knowing who her client would be for the night was exciting in a way, but had its downsides when it turned out to be a gross, mangy stray. She'd gotten fleas on more than one occasion. She even watched the human shuffle off the boat and head to his begging corner.\n\n``Finally alone,'' a low voice growled.\n\nRita tensed up. There weren't many voices she both recognized and feared. But it wouldn't do to show her fear. ``DeSoto... I told you not to [i]come[/i] here.''\n\nFrom the shadows emerged the blue-collared Doberman, his body all angles and points. How long had he been hiding there? The Saluki tossed her head and minced her feet, rolling her eyes at her pimp, heart pounding in her chest.\n\n``Can't I check up on my favorite girl?'' he grinned, tongue lolling out of his mouth.\n\n``I can't have the others finding out I'm working for you,'' she bristled. It was a double-standard. Fagin himself did odd jobs for Sykes. But Fagin wasn't a prostitute.\n\n``Or what?'' he rumbled. Everything he said was low and bassy, like a thunderstorm. ``You know you always have a place with my brother and me.''\n\nRita refused to meet his amber gaze. ``You know, I won't [i]always[/i] do this, DeSoto. Some day...''\n\nHe laughed, a deep-bellied chortle and made her blood run cold. ``Some day when some rich fella sweeps you off your four feet? Or when your pathetic crew hits it big? Or...'' he added, voice dripping with condescension, ``when you learn a different way to make yourself useful?''\n\n``As if you're any better...'' Rita growled, flicking her tail in his face as he circled her.\n\n``I,'' he started ominously, padding like a wolf hunting his prey, ``don't have to [b]fuck[/b] people for money.'' As he said the bad word, he poked his muzzle under her tail, lifting her hindquarters all the way off the ground with just his nose. She scrambled away from him with a yip. ``Hmmm... in [i]heat[/i].''\n\n``Is that a problem?'' she glared. ``I know how to please `em without [i]that[/i].''\n\n``It's a problem. But not for the clientsss,'' he said, letting the `s' drag out. ``I'll tell `em to use your other holes. But I was hoping to, uh... [i]inspect[/i] your wares.''\n\n``Go ahead and look,'' she said, intentionally playing dumb. She knew DeSoto didn't want to risk knocking up his favorite whore. With a toss of her head, she flicked up her tail, presenting as innocently as she could to her horny pimp.\n\n``One of these days those matches are gonna get you burned,'' he growled back. ``Fine. How about this - I let you keep three more dollars from your clients tonight, and I get that insolent little bitch mouth of yours.''\n\nHe didn't always offer to compensate her, so she took it as a blessing. With a nod, she knelt before the big, black dog, the only part of him that was red poking her plain in the face.\n\nShe wasn't going to argue. She wanted to get this over with as quickly as possible. After all - what if Dodger got back...?\n\n* * * * *\n\n``C'mon, just the tip,'' the unnamed Bulldog begged, clinging to her rump.\n\nRita had to hunch down for him. It felt odd fucking the same breed as Francis, but this dog had none of her friend's manners. Still, English Bulldogs were [i]hung[/i]. She put her foot down. ``No, [i]not[/i] that. I don't want your [i]puppies[/i].''\n\n``Would that be so bad?'' he grunted, humping in the air as he searched for her holes. He was in for a shock if he tried what he was suggesting. He'd [i]agreed[/i] to anal.\n\n``I may be a whore, but I'm a [i]purebred[/i],'' she answered back. ``You can't accept that, take it up with [i]DeSoto[/i].'' Her pimp was always within earshot, just in case the clients got a little too forward. ``If you want to risk it...'' she grinned back at the stout, muscular dog.\n\n``Uppity little slut,'' the Bulldog grumbled, but when his cock brushed her swollen folds, he thought better of it and aimed higher. She didn't talk back unless they were breaking the agreement, but she wanted to tell him off. Better a slut than a john who had to [i]pay[/i] to get off.\n\nShe hiked her tail and pushed back as he poked inside. She'd taken it under the tail three times already, so there was no need for extra lubrication. He stuffed himself into her easily enough, her tight sphincter trained to hold such a large dick. She moaned, half of it real, half of it performance for her client. She let her tongue dangle out of her mouth, bucking. She knew she was better than this. She knew she could survive without such... unseemly means. But she couldn't bring home nearly as much cash without letting a few strays enjoy her hot, Saluki body.\n\nHe couldn't knot her ass. Bulldogs were just too fat down there. Rita had to hold a paw over her pussy as the big, gray dog nutted, preventing the rivers of leakage from risking entry. At least he had the wherewithal to nuzzle her in thanks before stumbling out of the alley.\n\nRita wasn't tired. She could go all night, but it was a slow one. She padded out of the alley to find DeSoto. The Doberman grinned at her. ``He even tipped me,'' the blue-collared beast explained.\n\n``You mean tipped [i]me[/i],'' Rita said.\n\nBut DeSoto shook his head. ``It was for the trouble having to deal with a bitch like you. He'd have tipped [i]you[/i] if you'd have let [i]him[/i] `tip' [i]you[/i].''\n\n``My womb ain't for sale,'' Rita growled.\n\nDeSoto grinned. ``I know. There's... only one more buyer tonight. A new one. You down?''\n\nRita rolled her eyes. ``You know I am. And don't forget my extra three bucks, okay? I'll go get ready - you send him in.''\n\n``You got it, babe,'' DeSoto chuckled.\n\nRita reentered the dark alley where she did her work. There were a few ratty pillows around, but usually they wanted some variation of doggystyle, for obvious reasons. She fluffed up her fur and chose a sultry pose, looking over her shoulder at the entryway. She'd heard tell of dogs lining up around the block just to get a glimpse of some bitch on 1st street. Rita was a purebred with her own lines - a street celebrity of the back alleys.\n\nShe heard footpads on concrete and took her pose, using her [i]sultry[/i] eyes. But what she saw disrupted everything. Around the corner was a Jack Russell Terrier wearing an orange neckerchief. No sunglasses this time.\n\n``[i]Dodger!?[/i]'' Rita asked, freezing.\n\n``W-what are y-? Wh-where...'' her flabbergasted friend stammered.\n\nShe blinked. He looked so nervous. This wasn't a chance meeting. [i]He[/i] was the [i]client[/i]. ``Oh, no,'' she groaned. ``You're the john?''\n\nDodger glanced this way and that, and said, ``N-no. I mean... I've never. Just this once, you know?'' Only then did he realize the full situation. ``Wait - you're a [i]whore?[/i]'' he said, doubling down on the disgust she'd just used for him. ``[i]This [/i]is where all that money comes from? Working for [i]DeSoto!?[/i]''\n\nRita snapped her jaws. He was still twenty feet away, but she took a step forward, frustrated. ``I do what I have to keep our family afloat.''\n\nDodger shook his head. ``There's a better way. I can't [i]believe[/i] you'd work for those Doberman dopes.''\n\nShe reeled back. ``You're [i]paying[/i] them, right now.''\n\n``Just the one time, Rita. And that's better than [i]fucking[/i] them.''\n\n``Dodger!''\n\nThe friendly face she once knew switched from anger to disappointment. ``I notice you didn't deny it.''\n\nRita froze. She still couldn't deny it. That morning's blowjob was just the beginning of what she'd done for the brothers, though she'd always asked for money. Tears formed in her eyes. ``I didn't want you to find out,'' she whined. DeSoto knew that just as well, but still he'd set the little dog up with her. She'd sort him out [i]later[/i].\n\n``Well, I [i]did[/i]. I thought - I thought we had something, Rita. I always wanted - and now I find out you're slutting it out eight days a week to anyone that wants you, including Roscoe and DeSoto! I thought we were family, but you've been working with the enemy behind our backs. Probably better if you [i]don't come back[/i] to the boat.'' His hackles were raised.\n\n``Don't say that,'' she whined. ``We [i]do[/i] have something, Dodge. Everyday I've been saving up to get out of this mess. I'm gonna quit. We just never made ends meet. I don't want [i]them[/i],'' she said, pointing toward the alleyway where DeSoto was surely listening in. ``I want [i]you[/i], Dodger.''\n\n``You and me [i]could[/i] have `made ends meet', if you'd just been honest with me. And here I was trying to blow off some steam because you're in heat. I always knew you was a female dog, but I didn't know you were such a [i]bitch[/i].''\n\nShe knelt on the ground, ears flat, crying. She realized now that she [i]was[/i] worse than the johns she met. They had a momentary lapse of judgment, drawn by their nose, but she was out there, every night, sometimes using her heat to draw in mutts, husbands, good kids, you name it. How many johns had gone home smelling a bit too much like sex and gotten kicked out by their missus? She wasn't selling her body - she was exploiting their weakness. ``Please, don't...'' she wept, though what she was begging for wasn't so clear.\n\nDodger shook his head. ``Well, we don't want [i]you[/i] back, and I ain't getting my money back, so I might as well go ahead with it.''\n\n``W-what?'' the Saluki gasped.\n\n``You heard me. You're just a whore as far as I'm concerned, and I paid good money, toots.''\n\nRita shook her head. ``I-I can't Dodge. Not with you. Not like this.''\n\n``So what, I'm not good enough for you?'' Say what you will about this rogue with a heart of gold - when he felt betrayed, he [i]lashed[/i] out. He took a step toward the Saluki, growling.\n\n``I don't want this,'' she whimpered. Everything was falling to pieces. She'd been saving up, ready to leave this life behind. For her. For [i]him[/i]. But now he looked at her like he glared at Syke's lap dogs.\n\nThe white-and-brown little terrier tried to grab her back left leg, but Rita spun away from him, baring her teeth. ``You need to cool down,'' she suggested. ``Please...''\n\nBut instead, the terrier bristled, and called out through the alleyway. ``Hey! DeSoto! Your whore ain't putting out!''\n\nShe dropped her jaw. ``You'd use him against me?''\n\n``Why not? He's your pimp, isn't he?''\n\nRita backed up against the brick wall, looking from Dodger to the now-approaching blue-collared Doberman. He clearly knew what he'd done and was grinning from ear-to-ear. ``What's this I hear about you, Rita? The dog paid the fee - he [i]gets[/i] your ass.''\n\nShe normally played it cool with Roscoe and DeSoto, keeping things passive aggressive, but this time, she was panicking. ``But he's...'' she protested. ``DeSoto, I can't...!''\n\nWith a glare, the huge Doberman tossed the little bag of coins that Dodger had brought. Rita's eyes widened as she recognized the bag, the coins spilling out. Her own earnings from a month of clients, and Dodger has wasted it for one night - with her. She reeled and ran for it, down the alleyway. She had a good headstart on the Doberman, but Dodger was lighter and quicker. He bounced up a trash can onto a dumpster and grabbed onto a laundry line, swinging faster than she could possibly run and landing on her shoulders. Rita went tumbling to the ground, Dodger saying, ``Oh no, you don't.''\n\nRita snapped at him. She was overwhelmed, and even though she'd once had such positive feelings for him, he'd become as much of a brute as the Dobermans. He dashed back and lunged for her neck, but it was a feint. She backpedaled and almost tripped over a bag of refuse, leaping forward. But Dodger was there to grab her scruff in his teeth. She reeled back to shake him off, but it was too late.\n\nDeSoto was there. Though Rita could probably have beaten or escaped Dodger, there was nothing she could do against the power and ferocity of a raging Doberman. He barreled her over and then sat on her head, pinning her face against the wet, sticky concrete. ``Once a whore, always a whore,'' he growled down at her. ``And [i]I[/i] say who gets my girls. Go ahead, Dodger. Show her what she really is.''\n\nShe was crying. ``Dodger, no! Please... I was going to tell you!''\n\n``Bit late for the good girl routine. We both know that's not you, Rita.'' He reached down to her flattened hindquarters and cupped his paw up and under her swollen pussy. Yelping, she tried to get away from his touch, inadvertently hiking her rump into the air. She was a bit tall for him, and she stood on tippy toes, hoping to dissuade the little terrier. ``Lower, [i]bitch[/i],'' Dodger growled. It was all he could do to poke his nose up to her tailhole and get her wet anus a sniff.\n\nRita struggled underneath DeSoto, panting heavily. His scent was overwhelming and she realized the Doberman's hefty balls were resting right on her nose. Her pimp laughed at her. ``Still playin' hard to get? I'll make her obey, Dodger.''\n\n``No, no, I got it,'' the scruffy stray replied. He slid an old crate of tomatoes over and, seeing the slats in the pallet, had an idea. He bit Rita's back legs just enough that she instinctively pulled them up, and he guided them down into the wooden slats, one after the other. She couldn't kick anymore, couldn't lower herself, couldn't lie down, couldn't pull her legs together. With DeSoto squishing her into the dirt with his hefty nuts, she was fully bound. Satisfied, Dodger hopped onto the crate, his paws cradling the Saluki's proffered rump. She was tucking her tail, but he just brushed it aside and breathed deep. ``I can see why you're a popular attraction, Rita.''\n\n``She's my best seller,'' DeSoto boomed.\n\nLower jaw trembling, Dodger ignored her leaking asshole, slurping up her pristine pussy. The heat that had been tormenting him for multiple nights was right in front of him. Anger finally gave way to lust as he plumbed her depths, reveling in the way her tight tunnel constricted around his tongue. But when he finally mounted her, he decided to push his luck. Rita whined and struggled, but she was still a bit too hiked up to make it easy, and he wasn't as keen on sloppy seconds. Taking a deep breath, the Jack Russell instead raised his bright tip to her black spade, already squirting pre-cum over her quivering lips.\n\nRita was busy trying to breathe through the smothering she was getting from DeSoto's crotch, but when she felt his baculum twitching against her fortune cookie she yelped, ``DeSoto...he's aiming too low!''\n\nDodger paused. He couldn't really do anything without DeSoto's agreement, so he stared over at the pimp questioningly. DeSoto chuckled. ``I think Dodger [i]deserves[/i] some compensation for the way you've been treating him. You knew the deal when you started working for me.''\n\n``But - wait!'' she gasped, cut off as DeSoto put his entire weight on her head, muffling her cries of dismay. He nodded at Dodger who grinned gratefully.\n\n``She's been waving her pussy in my face for years, all while fucking random mutts on the streets. It's about time I get something to show for it.''\n\nDeSoto leaned down to whisper to Rita. ``Don't worry - I got plenty of clients that wanna fuck a pregnant bitch. You'll still be a draw.''\n\nSobbing and shuddering, Rita kicked and squirmed, but her legs were trapped. Dodger only had one foot on the crate, clinging to the tall Saluki's rump to wrap around her hips. Now, with full permission from her big, black business partner, Dodger growled and [i]thrust[/i].\n\n``[i]Fffuck[/i], this bitch was worth the wait,'' Dodger groaned as he slid his tip into her generous spade. She was wet and dripping only from her heat, her well-used tailhole neglected by her old friend. ``So fuckin' [i]tight[/i], DeSoto...''\n\nRita squeezed as hard as she could to reject him, but it didn't matter. And though her puffy spade easily let him in, she still [i]was[/i] tight for him. It's true, big dogs got big dicks, but there wasn't as much drop off as you'd think. Until you got to Chihuahuas, anyway. Dodger was big where it counted, and after squishing through her bouncing, pliable pussy, he had to grunt to get his widening shaft up into her vagina. His fat cock squeezed into her like hundreds' had before, but this was the first time she'd ever taken a male while in [i]heat[/i]. The two boys talking about her while she was there was humiliating, especially considering Dodger's opinion of DeSoto.\n\nThe Doberman agreed. ``This whore was [i]made[/i] for this. The kinda gal you [i]don't[/i] take home to mama.''\n\nDodger gritted his teeth, the first drops of drool landing in the middle of her spine. He didn't cover her too well, but he was stretching her wide enough. ``I've been wanting to do this for half my life,'' he gasped. ``My compliments to the pimp.''\n\nDeSoto gave a low chuckle. ``I've never had to intervene like [i]this[/i] before. She's taken `em all, even the Newfie, though she didn't walk straight for a week.''\n\n``I think I remember that,'' Dodger groaned, pumping his hips back and forth. His dick was fully unsheathed now, half of it still outside her tunnel, though he was working it deeper quickly. ``She said she sprained a muscle running from the dogcatcher.''\n\nAll the fight had left Rita. Normally she could repartee with Roscoe and DeSoto all day, but now that Dodger was playing the same role, she kept her mouth shut, trying to hold her breath so she wouldn't have to inhale DeSoto's musky balls. She [i]had[/i] lied about that. She'd lied to him dozens upon dozens of times, out of shame. Because what she did [i]was[/i] shameful. She didn't [i]deserve[/i] Dodger, and she had been fooling herself by thinking she could leave this all behind her and settle down. She stopped squirming, hiking her tail out of the way. She owed Dodger that much - he was a paying client after all.\n\n``That's it, slut, do your damn job,'' Dodger growled. And suddenly, she was humping [i]back[/i]. He whined and thrust harder, her welcoming cunt now squeezing and grinding around him.\n\n``I'm sorry, Dodge...'' she wept.\n\nDeSoto realized he wasn't really necessary anymore, climbing off Rita's head. He sat instead, and watched, grinning. This was exactly what he'd wanted to happen when Dodger showed up with his silver coin. Rita had to learn her place. The dumb Saluki hadn't even lifted her face off the dirty concrete.\n\n``Might as well put that mouth to good use,'' DeSoto smiled, edging up next to Rita's face. She widened her eyes, then opened her mouth, her tongue spilling out like the red carpet as she started giving her pimp his second blowjob of the day.\n\n``Would you look at [i]that[/i],'' Dodger groaned, his former friend slutting it out for [i]both[/i] of them. ``She's [i]learning[/i].''\n\nShe was barely holding back the tears as the two males delivered their lesson, but she was rolling her hips in a tight circle for Dodger and wrapping her tongue in a spiral around DeSoto. She yelped as the determined dog on her back hammered his tip against her defenseless womb, but there was no sense fighting it. Once DeSoto okay'd her rape, she was as good as knocked up. She whined as Dodger's cock grew, his knot filling out her oversized spade. She could only bob her head for one cock while she spread her legs as far as the tomato crate would allow, her pussy bulging out and out until even [i]that[/i] felt tight, and the Jack Russell's thrusts got shorter, sharper, and faster. He was tied, and he'd managed a pretty good seal, for now. Enough to ensure a good shot at the goal with no goalie.\n\n``Oh, Dodger!'' she whined, though it came out all screwy around DeSoto's cock. So many males she'd fucked, so many times, but only now was her fertile womb on the market. She'd imagined giving her first litter to Dodger for over a year now, but not like [i]this[/i]. She didn't imagine he'd have much interest in these pups - bought and paid for, not given. She shuddered beneath the two dogs, Dodger's fully-swollen cock fitting perfectly in her socket, stretching her completely with his tip grazing her cervix. She could only gasp, pant and [i]wait[/i].\n\n``Thought you could whore yourself out - no consequences. Lie to me - no consequences,'' he groaned, bucking so hard she almost got dislodged from the crate. ``Well, [i]this [/i]is what happens when you fuck around with someone's [i]heart[/i].'' A glance back and Rita saw that she wasn't the only one whose muzzle was wet with tears. She closed her eyes and shivered, realizing what she'd done. Like a proper obedient bitch, she hiked her rump and stayed put, her pussy muscles rippling along the length of his cock until - \n\n[i]Splurt![/i]\n\nNo more words, only grunts came from the splotchy little stray as his balls erupted into her, channeling a flood of rich seed down his barrel. This wasn't his first time, or even his first [i]litter[/i], by any means. His constant flirting had won him a few bitches, in heat or otherwise, over the years. But none felt as satisfying as Rita, while also chilling him to his core. He'd [i]raped[/i] her. She deserved it, but he'd been in love with this bitch until he discovered her betrayal. Neurons fired through his small, trembling body as he claimed her, again and again, the best and worst sex of his life.\n\nDeSoto backed off, letting his girl moan and cry on her own. Always gotta watch the teeth. ``Dodger!'' she wailed, bucking her hips as she was finally bred. She howled as the warm, sticky flood bloated her womb, her eggs ready and waiting.\n\nThe honeymoon was short-lived, especially for Dodger. Rita gushed and quavered beneath him, and the Jack Russell did his level best to really breed the dirty whore beneath him, but once his nuts were done with the first wave he felt them tuck up for phase two. With a grunt, Dodger turned around, tied tight at the cock. He'd had only his hinds on the tomato crate before; now those feet were resting on Rita's ankles, unable to reach the ground as he otherwise dangled from her raised rump. He squeezed out several more loads, the juicier, less fertile cum mostly there to seal in everything he'd already given her, and though it felt pleasant - his brain came back to earth.\n\n[i]Why did she make me do this?[/i] He wondered. How could she work with their sworn enemy? Not just the dogs, but for Sykes? More than half the money she brought back to Fagin went directly into that gangster's pockets, and then Fagin spent the rest on his debt...to Sykes. Sure, it kept Fagin afloat, but she was whoring herself out and [i]all[/i] the money went to a villain eventually. And now he'd given her his fourth or fifth litter, but the first one that really mattered to him. He'd thought about trying to settle down with her before this. The other bitches had known it was a one-night stand. Rita, despite all the sex she must have had, had never been pregnant, but now she had little mutts growing in her. [i]His[/i] mutts.\n\n``Is this all you wanted?'' Dodger asked, pulling Rita out of the orgasmic bliss she'd been humping under to that point. ``My puppies?''\n\nShe glanced back at the short dog dangling from a tall mount, and helpfully lowered her hips for him. ``No! I mean, yes - I, I wanted to be a family, Dodge. I wanted to be [i]with[/i] you.''\n\nDodger growled, ``Well, give it a few months and you'll have a family, sugar. But not with me.'' With that, the small dog planted his four feet and [i]tugged[/i]. If he'd been any larger it wouldn't have worked, but with her trapped in the crate and his little size, he [i]popped [/i]right out of her, leaping forward with the wet gush of their broken tie draining behind him. She'd felt the warmth of a fresh load draining down her thighs many times before, but never in heat before. There was hardly any doubt, now, that she'd be bearing her first litter, but Dodger wanted nothing to do with them. She knew he didn't like kids, but she always thought he'd make an exception.\n\n``Pretty good fuck,'' Dodger said, though he was trying to hold back another round of tears. Lash out and hurt them so they can't hurt you. ``Worth the price,'' he said to DeSoto, before he strode as confidently as he could ``out'' of the alley. In practice, he only made it around the first dumpster before he collapsed against the trash bin, his heart racing.\n\nRita slowly picked herself up, pulling her legs from the tomato crate. She was quiet, until she saw the Doberman watching. ``Are you happy now?'' she asked, glowering through her own tears.\n\n``Still thinkin' about quitting, bitch?'' his low, ominous voice vibrated in her ears.\n\nShe stumbled and he stepped forward and caught her. The sultry brown Saluki rested against her pimp. Her exploiter. Her protector. Her provider. She buried her face in his shoulder to wipe her tears, saying, ``No, no you're right. I can't quit. Where would I go?''\n\n``That's my good girl,'' DeSoto grinned, his voice tinged with malice. After all, he'd put this plan in motion when Dodger arrived. He could have sent him to any of his bitches. He put a paw around her back, embracing her. ``You know you can stay with my brother and me.''\n\nRita sobbed. ``You're the closest thing to family I've got left.''\n\n``Not for long,'' he gloated, putting his other paw up against her slightly bloated belly, evidence of the mess Dodger had left inside her. ``You always said you were a purebred, but you let that half-pint fill you up with quarter-pints.''\n\nShe pushed DeSoto's shoulder, baring her teeth. ``You mean [i]you[/i] let him. But... honestly I don't know anyone I'd rather -''\n\n``[i]No [/i]one?'' he asked. ``Not even me?''\n\nRita blinked. ``What?''\n\n``Look, sweetheart, I stayed off you because you're worth more fresh, but if you're already well done, I don't see why I shouldn't give that little fleabag a run for his money.''\n\nRita stammered, ``Well, wait - why don't I just finish what my tongue started...''\n\n``Not this time, Rita. Sure wish Roscoe were here to help, but it's his loss, I guess.'' Desoto stood up as she backed away.\n\n``DeSoto, no,'' she gasped.\n\nHe didn't slow down. ``You're not [i]seriously[/i] saying you'd rather have little Jack Russells instead of [i]my[/i] pups? You [i]know[/i] they'd be beautiful, big, strong, and healthy.''\n\n``Y-yes, but...'' she yipped, jumping away as DeSoto lunged. She leapt again, but he was faster, grabbing her scruff in his teeth and yanking her around. ``But they're [i]his[/i],'' she protested.\n\nDodger peeked around the side of the dumpster, having heard the whole thing. He watched silently from a distance as the big, evil dog grabbed Rita. He [i]used[/i] to care about her. It was confusing him. He had to remind himself several times what she'd done. She wasn't just a whore, she was [i]DeSoto's[/i] whore, and this was just the price of doing business with a monster. Still, he was surprised to hear her mention him [i]posolutely [/i]after what he'd just done to her.\n\n``We'll see if I can't change that,'' DeSoto grinned, climbing onto the girl's back. He was no gentleman. He was a pimp with a half-finished erection that needed to be spent. Even if Dodger had wanted to help, it was too late. He watched as the Doberman humped up and speared the smaller Saluki, stuffing her [i]wide [/i]with his fat, red cock. A hefty splat of Terrier cum launched out of her, displaced by the throbbing monster inside her.\n\n``DeSoto...'' she groaned, splayed out for him against her wishes. First Dodger, now DeSoto - but at least she was never surprised when the Doberman decided to rape her. She felt his insistent cock squishing into her, stretching her swollen pussy far wider than Dodger had, until it hurt. As much as she talked big, the slender Saluki was no serious physical match for either brother. ``Just...use my tailhole...'' she begged.\n\nIf he heard her, he didn't care, rippling muscles gleaming in the moonlight as he flexed his rump. He slammed himself up into her again and again, but Rita couldn't take it. Her legs were weak and she was falling face first forward, barely catching herself with trembling legs. ``H-hey!'' she winced.\n\nThe big, black dog released her neck and growled, ``I've seen you fuck twenty dogs in a row without breaking a sweat, and you can't take [i]six?[/i] Stand up and take it like a bitch, Rita.''\n\n``I'm trying!'' she protested, her legs shaking. His eager thrusts pushed her forward until her face planted in the wall. ``You're going too hard...''\n\nHe humped her into the wall a half-dozen times before he admitted it. ``Maybe I'm a bit too eager to get some puppies in ya.'' He paused his thrusts, still deep inside her. ``I don't want to break my little toy. I'll do all the work...'' With that, he rolled over like the well-trained dog he was, still throbbing in her cunt. He pulled the Saluki with him, yanking the yipping bitch off her feet until DeSoto was lying on his back, his paws wrapped firmly around Rita's slightly swollen belly. With her back stretched out along his chest, it was all the more clear how much bigger he was, as if that weren't obvious with one glance down to her spread eagle legs. She'd never gotten quite so good a look at just how fat her pussy got when it was straining to contain Desoto. Trembling, she reached a paw to her puffy spade, cupping it as the Doberman resumed his thrusts.\n\nRita moaned, tossing her head back so fast she almost clocked DeSoto. He grinned and panted in her ear, his abs working overtime, basically doing crunches to hump the bitch now. [i]Thud! Thud![/i] He whispered, but it was loud enough that even Dodger could hear it. ``You hear me knocking at your door? I'm [i]deeper[/i] than him, I'm [i]bigger[/i] than him, and my nuts are [i]way[/i] fuller than him. Just wait until I bloat that belly, bitch.''\n\nHer paw could feel his massive girth gliding back and forth, thick, red cock hammering her cervix. Still, Dodger had gone first, and he actually had reached her womb, just as long as the brutish bully. But he was right about one thing - his balls were an absolute unit, and DeSoto would truly drench her, diluting whatever Dodger had tried to get in there. ``It doesn't matter,'' she whined. ``He went first.''\n\n``You wanna bet on that?'' DeSoto grinned.\n\nShe shut her mouth, whining. She slid her paw up her belly, cupping the massive bulge his thick shaft was imprinting through her slender hips. He was huge - and growing bigger. Rita's eyes widened as she saw he really meant to tie her, something DeSoto had never tried to do before. He didn't want to ruin her pussy, since she was his number one seller. But now, she was gonna get pregnant one way or another, and thankfully, she was in heat. Her swollen cunt started to inflate in front of her eyes. ``O-ow...'' she panted.\n\nDodger emerged, walking swiftly. ``Leave it to you to cheat, DeSoto.''\n\nBoth dogs looked at him, surprised he was still around. The Jack Russell walked confidently - it's not like DeSoto could do anything to him while he was tied on the ground to his slut.\n\n``Cheat?'' the big, booming voice echoed through the alleyway. ``I gave you first shot.''\n\nWith a casual smile, Dodger said, ``Yeah, but look at me and look at you. You're [i]three[/i] of me. You want to even the odds on who gets pups, I'm gonna need a second try.''\n\nRita's eyes fluttered as she saw her former friend. She might have felt different if she weren't currently fucked down the barrel of a fully-loaded Doberman, but she wanted to give Dodger a second chance, even if it likely wouldn't matter. He either had the puppies already or DeSoto would win. ``He's got a point.''\n\n``You got the money? She don't fuck for free, squirt.''\n\nDodger smirked. ``Yeah? You're paying her for this?''\n\nDeSoto growled. ``I get free use since I [i]own[/i] her.''\n\nCooly, Dodger stepped up between DeSoto's legs, noting just how large those fat balls really were. ``You're afraid of a fair competition? Besides, I don't really see how you can stop me.''\n\nTogether, the copulating canines watched with wide eyes as the white-and-brown spotted stray carefully straddled Rita, taking care not to stomp on DeSoto's balls. Rita's stuffed pussy was just the right amount off the ground for the little dog. He grabbed Rita by the hind legs, panting as he lined his red tip with her engorged spade.\n\n``You can't mean -'' DeSoto grunted.\n\n``It won't fit -'' Rita gasped.\n\nThey were both wrong. Even with DeSoto's knot still growing, her baseball-sized vulva stretched to accommodate the smaller dog's cock. She was a well-used whore, ready and able to take Dodger, too, [i]two [/i]red dicks descending into her suddenly truly stuffed vagina. Her eyes went wide, and the pulsing shafts really put pressure on her clit, driving Rita into gasping spasms. ``Oh, Uh, [b][i]Unnnnngh[/i][/b]!'' she wailed, wrapping her hind legs possessively around Dodger.\n\nDeSoto watched, stunned, as Dodger confidently gritted his teeth and pushed his dick into Rita - right alongside his own. Thinner, but just about as long, this new addition slickly slid along the Doberman's full-grown cock, Rita's pussy stretched taut and squeezing to contain both males at once. DeSoto had only done something like this one other time, with his brother, when they'd cornered a St. Bernard, and she could barely take them both. Yet Rita was working them both like a champ, full on cumming from the sheer physical bliss.\n\nWhile the terrier was still shoving himself deeper, he leaned over the Saluki's belly and nosed DeSoto's bulge through her light, tan fur. The Doberman groaned, feeling Dodger's licks through the thin Rita wrapper. Staring down her belly, DeSoto watched as the little dog's bulge joined his, widening the poor girl out. Their cocks lay together, bottom to bottom, lewdly stretching Rita out, until the Jack Russell grunted and poked her cervix, just as long as DeSoto, twin barrels aiming right at the door to her womb.\n\nRita was out of her God-damned mind, bucking her hips and squeezing down, the consistent pain in her aching spade overwhelmed by her clenching cunny. Indeed, she didn't even notice as Dodge tied her, too. Both knots were just inside her battered vulva, DeSoto's already full grown, grinding up against the newly forming seal that distended her pussy into a snowman-shaped lump. Rarely had Dodger felt anything as tight as her double-stuffed cookie, humping away between two sets of hind legs, his white balls brushing neatly against DeSoto's large, trembling sack. Was that gay? He didn't care - he just wanted to make sure Rita got at least one parting gift. He owed her that much.\n\n``Now [i]this[/i] is a fair fight,'' Dodger quipped.\n\n``We'll,'' DeSoto grunted loudly, ``see about that!''\n\n[i]Splurt![/i]\n\n[b][i]Squirt![/i][/b]\n\nThe Doberman got the edge with the first shot at Rita's womb, with Dodger releasing right after. The males whined as they felt each other's pulses right against their own cocks, each gushing pulse vibrating through their shafts. Balls touching, clenching together, they fed Rita's womb like a bucket under a firehose, and not even their knots could contain it all. In seconds, Rita's uterus was stretched to its limits, bloating outward until her already sparse fur was practically non-existent. Her tummy was stretched skin and light fur, her nipples making lines reminiscent of the tracks on a basketball.\n\nAll she could do was howl.\n\nThe boys grunted and humped and whined and howled too, grinding their cocks against each other in her hot, cum-drenched tunnel, their potent mix lubricating every inch of motions. Still tight, they nonetheless slipped back and forth easily inside her, launching again and again at her defenseless barrier, backwash cum drenching the balls from which it came. Rita panted and moaned, but since she'd cum a minute earlier, she came back to earth first, staring in disbelief at her stuffed belly. If she hadn't been pregnant before, she at least [i]looked[/i] pregnant now. She must have gained five pounds! Groaning, she sat up, hugging Dodger.\n\nHe took a second to find the words, but managed to gasp, ``G-give me a second there, Houston.''\n\nRita blinked, and then kissed Dodger on the cheek before pushing him over. He wasn't ready for that, flipping over onto his back with his hind legs just inside DeSoto's. Rita rode them vertically, shivering as she slid up and down, forced to lift them by both knots to get any good up and down motion. Yet ride them she did, her paws on her rounded belly. She huffed and whined as she squeezed down around their twin cocks, both males eagerly working their nearly-empty balls in direct competition for the sexy Saluki's first litter. They panted wordlessly, their tongues spilling out sideways onto the alley floor, but they didn't mind. Dodger was no fan of the Doberman, but this felt pretty great, and the feelings were mutual.\n\nOnly when DeSoto was done with phase one - when he normally would have turned around and continued seeding his bitch, this time, he had to roll back onto his feet. Oh well, why not? With a groan, the powerful Doberman spun onto his front, still tied and cumming. Rita was yanked from her vertical position and flipped upside-down, suddenly face-first in the dirt, [i]dangling by the pussy[/i] from DeSoto's knot. Dodger had to go with the flow, too, but he wasn't tall enough. In the end, only DeSoto was on all fours, the Saluki dangling between his legs with her head on the ground, while Dodger spun slightly in the air, [i]fully off the ground and held up only by Rita's clenching cunt[/i]. He felt a little dizzy, staring Rita's uncharacteristically fat belly straight on.\n\n``Not bad,'' DeSoto grunted simply, more than capable of holding both their weights with just his knot.\n\n``Damn,'' Dodger groaned. ``This bitch [b][i]literally[/i][/b] swept me off my feet.''\n\nCum drizzling down her pussy and matting her fur, Rita could only roll her eyes at the two.\n\n* * * * *\n\nShe was still walking funny hours later, after the boys had finally popped free. She wasn't even pregnant yet, but already she was ruined as a whore until she could finally recover. At least her tailhole would still be snug!\n\nDeSoto left the alley assured that he'd successfully isolated her from any other support network, but Rita walked with her head high. She knew the code. Dodger wanted to talk. Second and Houston - an intersection, and the first number was also the time. She waited the full two hours, and stopped at the busy intersection in Manhattan.\n\nSure enough, Dodger was there, looking far more himself than she did. She was still sloshing with every step, her back legs aching. Dodger was wearing his shades, even though it was the middle of the night.\n\n``What's this about, Dodge?'' Rita asked.\n\nDodger embodied a carefree attitude. The Jack Russell had no right to be so cool. He raised an eyebrow and said, ``Look, babe. I've been thinkin' about it. You ain't coming back to the boat. Not yet - but I'm offering you another way in.''\n\nRita's heart was pounding. This was what she'd been hoping for - what she'd been [i]praying[/i] for. ``What way?''\n\n``Do what you want for a while. Live with the Doberdopes if you have to. Beg on the street. I ain't gonna have nothing to do with those puppies you've got, no matter how many are white. When you've weaned `em, you come on back to the boat. But no more sneaking around behind my back, okay? You're done with Roscoe and DeSoto if you wanna hang with me and my company. We'll find Fagin money without that.''\n\n``R-really?'' she asked, wagging her tail. She hadn't dared hope for any chance back in the crew, so even though it would take [i]months[/i] to raise her litter, she couldn't be more grateful. ``Oh, Dodger, you know I'll do that. I never wanted... any of this.''\n\n``Yeah, well, that remains to be seen. But you prove it, and you can come back, capeesh?''\n\nRita nodded. ``I promise.''\n\nDodge lifted his shades just long enough to let her meet eyes with him. ``Oh, and Rita?''\n\n``Yeah?''\n\nHe gave her a wink. ``I hope you get the puppies you want.'' With that, he strutted away, leaving her on her own for the next few months.\n\nRita smiled, gazing down at her bloated belly. She ran a paw across it. When she spoke, she was already alone on the corner of the busy city street, humans walking by without a second glance at the street dog.\n\n``I hope so too.''\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "``Another day, another dollar,'' Dodger grinned, stretching from his nap at the cluttered foot of the old mattress Fagin used as a bed.  Tito had ended up, during the night, nestling in one of the broken springs.  Dodger found Rita a lot more comfortable.

The brown-furred Saluki opened one eye.  She would never be a morning dog.  It was the one thing she disliked about the Jack Russell.  Besides, she made most of her dollars at night.  ``You got a lead?''

``Sure do, babe.  There's this fish market down on seventh, and every Saturday they throw the extras right in the trash.  Should be enough for all of us,'' he grinned, looking over the paltry crew.  ``But I'll never bring in as much as you.  Tell me your secret?''

He asked it almost every day.  Rita just smiled back and said, ``A woman doesn't reveal her tricks.''  Sure enough, she usually came home pretty late at night with actual money.  Fagin was too desperate to question his well-trained entourage, dogs that were too smart for their own good, so he just pocketed the money to spend on his family.

Rita couldn't tell Dodger.  The other dogs were fine except Tito, but the cool, collected terrier was the heart of the group, and he had her heart as well.  He couldn't know that when she said `tricks', she meant it.  She earned her money turning tricks in the Red Light Alley, working for Sykes' good boys, Roscoe and DeSoto.  Sykes wanted cold, hard, cash, and his dogs knew what it took to convince the stray dogs of New York to cough it up.  Rita was just one of many prostitutes under their `protection', but the Saluki was in high demand.

The street-walking Saluki wasn't the only one with a secret to keep.  Dodger had scrounged a little bag of coins from underneath Fagin during the night, most of which had been earned by Rita.  The mottled white-and-brown dog had been feeling itchy all night.  Fish-heads were good and all, but he couldn't spend another night next to Rita like this.  If only he could tell her how he felt.  But the only dog more street savvy than him was her, and she seemed so above it all.  She'd never fall for a little dog like him.  He needed another solution, wagging goodbye on his way out.

Rita smiled, watching him go.  She lazed around for the next few hours, as each of the crew finally got up and got going.  First Einstein, then Tito, then finally Francis, each with their own plan for scrounging up food.  The Saluki just saved her energy.  Tonight's meeting spot was a familiar one, an alleyway that provided ample privacy for her line of work.  Not knowing who her client would be for the night was exciting in a way, but had its downsides when it turned out to be a gross, mangy stray.  She'd gotten fleas on more than one occasion.  She even watched the human shuffle off the boat and head to his begging corner.

``Finally alone,'' a low voice growled.

Rita tensed up.  There weren't many voices she both recognized and feared.  But it wouldn't do to show her fear.  ``DeSoto... I told you not to come here.''

From the shadows emerged the blue-collared Doberman, his body all angles and points.  How long had he been hiding there?  The Saluki tossed her head and minced her feet, rolling her eyes at her pimp, heart pounding in her chest.

``Can't I check up on my favorite girl?'' he grinned, tongue lolling out of his mouth.

``I can't have the others finding out I'm working for you,'' she bristled.  It was a double-standard.  Fagin himself did odd jobs for Sykes.  But Fagin wasn't a prostitute.

``Or what?'' he rumbled.  Everything he said was low and bassy, like a thunderstorm.  ``You know you always have a place with my brother and me.''

Rita refused to meet his amber gaze.  ``You know, I won't always do this, DeSoto.  Some day...''

He laughed, a deep-bellied chortle and made her blood run cold.  ``Some day when some rich fella sweeps you off your four feet?  Or when your pathetic crew hits it big?  Or...'' he added, voice dripping with condescension, ``when you learn a different way to make yourself useful?''

``As if you're any better...'' Rita growled, flicking her tail in his face as he circled her.

``I,'' he started ominously, padding like a wolf hunting his prey, ``don't have to fuck people for money.''  As he said the bad word, he poked his muzzle under her tail, lifting her hindquarters all the way off the ground with just his nose.  She scrambled away from him with a yip.  ``Hmmm... in heat.''

``Is that a problem?'' she glared.  ``I know how to please `em without that.''

``It's a problem.  But not for the clientsss,'' he said, letting the `s' drag out.  ``I'll tell `em to use your other holes.  But I was hoping to, uh... inspect your wares.''

``Go ahead and look,'' she said, intentionally playing dumb.  She knew DeSoto didn't want to risk knocking up his favorite whore.  With a toss of her head, she flicked up her tail, presenting as innocently as she could to her horny pimp.

``One of these days those matches are gonna get you burned,'' he growled back.  ``Fine.  How about this - I let you keep three more dollars from your clients tonight, and I get that insolent little bitch mouth of yours.''

He didn't always offer to compensate her, so she took it as a blessing.  With a nod, she knelt before the big, black dog, the only part of him that was red poking her plain in the face.

She wasn't going to argue.  She wanted to get this over with as quickly as possible.  After all  -  what if Dodger got back...?

* * * * *

``C'mon, just the tip,'' the unnamed Bulldog begged, clinging to her rump.

Rita had to hunch down for him.  It felt odd fucking the same breed as Francis, but this dog had none of her friend's manners.  Still, English Bulldogs were hung.  She put her foot down.  ``No, not that.  I don't want your puppies.''

``Would that be so bad?'' he grunted, humping in the air as he searched for her holes.  He was in for a shock if he tried what he was suggesting.  He'd agreed to anal.

``I may be a whore, but I'm a purebred,'' she answered back.  ``You can't accept that, take it up with DeSoto.''  Her pimp was always within earshot, just in case the clients got a little too forward.  ``If you want to risk it...'' she grinned back at the stout, muscular dog.

``Uppity little slut,'' the Bulldog grumbled, but when his cock brushed her swollen folds, he thought better of it and aimed higher.  She didn't talk back unless they were breaking the agreement, but she wanted to tell him off.  Better a slut than a john who had to pay to get off.

She hiked her tail and pushed back as he poked inside.  She'd taken it under the tail three times already, so there was no need for extra lubrication.  He stuffed himself into her easily enough, her tight sphincter trained to hold such a large dick.  She moaned, half of it real, half of it performance for her client.  She let her tongue dangle out of her mouth, bucking.  She knew she was better than this.  She knew she could survive without such... unseemly means.  But she couldn't bring home nearly as much cash without letting a few strays enjoy her hot, Saluki body.

He couldn't knot her ass.  Bulldogs were just too fat down there.  Rita had to hold a paw over her pussy as the big, gray dog nutted, preventing the rivers of leakage from risking entry.  At least he had the wherewithal to nuzzle her in thanks before stumbling out of the alley.

Rita wasn't tired.  She could go all night, but it was a slow one.  She padded out of the alley to find DeSoto.  The Doberman grinned at her.  ``He even tipped me,'' the blue-collared beast explained.

``You mean tipped me,'' Rita said.

But DeSoto shook his head.  ``It was for the trouble having to deal with a bitch like you.  He'd have tipped you if you'd have let him `tip' you.''

``My womb ain't for sale,'' Rita growled.

DeSoto grinned.  ``I know.  There's... only one more buyer tonight.  A new one.  You down?''

Rita rolled her eyes.  ``You know I am.  And don't forget my extra three bucks, okay?  I'll go get ready - you send him in.''

``You got it, babe,'' DeSoto chuckled.

Rita reentered the dark alley where she did her work.  There were a few ratty pillows around, but usually they wanted some variation of doggystyle, for obvious reasons.  She fluffed up her fur and chose a sultry pose, looking over her shoulder at the entryway.  She'd heard tell of dogs lining up around the block just to get a glimpse of some bitch on 1st street.  Rita was a purebred with her own lines - a street celebrity of the back alleys.

She heard footpads on concrete and took her pose, using her sultry eyes.  But what she saw disrupted everything.  Around the corner was a Jack Russell Terrier wearing an orange neckerchief.  No sunglasses this time.

``Dodger!?'' Rita asked, freezing.

``W-what are y-?  Wh-where...'' her flabbergasted friend stammered.

She blinked.  He looked so nervous.  This wasn't a chance meeting.  He was the client.  ``Oh, no,'' she groaned.  ``You're the john?''

Dodger glanced this way and that, and said, ``N-no.  I mean... I've never.  Just this once, you know?''  Only then did he realize the full situation.  ``Wait - you're a whore?'' he said, doubling down on the disgust she'd just used for him.  ``This is where all that money comes from?  Working for DeSoto!?''

Rita snapped her jaws.  He was still twenty feet away, but she took a step forward, frustrated.  ``I do what I have to keep our family afloat.''

Dodger shook his head.  ``There's a better way.  I can't believe you'd work for those Doberman dopes.''

She reeled back.  ``You're paying them, right now.''

``Just the one time, Rita.  And that's better than fucking them.''

``Dodger!''

The friendly face she once knew switched from anger to disappointment.  ``I notice you didn't deny it.''

Rita froze.  She still couldn't deny it.  That morning's blowjob was just the beginning of what she'd done for the brothers, though she'd always asked for money.  Tears formed in her eyes.  ``I didn't want you to find out,'' she whined.  DeSoto knew that just as well, but still he'd set the little dog up with her.  She'd sort him out later.

``Well, I did.  I thought - I thought we had something, Rita.  I always wanted - and now I find out you're slutting it out eight days a week to anyone that wants you, including Roscoe and DeSoto!  I thought we were family, but you've been working with the enemy behind our backs.  Probably better if you don't come back to the boat.''  His hackles were raised.

``Don't say that,'' she whined.  ``We do have something, Dodge.  Everyday I've been saving up to get out of this mess.  I'm gonna quit.  We just never made ends meet.  I don't want them,'' she said, pointing toward the alleyway where DeSoto was surely listening in.  ``I want you, Dodger.''

``You and me could have `made ends meet', if you'd just been honest with me.  And here I was trying to blow off some steam because you're in heat.  I always knew you was a female dog, but I didn't know you were such a bitch.''

She knelt on the ground, ears flat, crying.  She realized now that she was worse than the johns she met.  They had a momentary lapse of judgment, drawn by their nose, but she was out there, every night, sometimes using her heat to draw in mutts, husbands, good kids, you name it.  How many johns had gone home smelling a bit too much like sex and gotten kicked out by their missus?  She wasn't selling her body - she was exploiting their weakness.  ``Please, don't...'' she wept, though what she was begging for wasn't so clear.

Dodger shook his head.  ``Well, we don't want you back, and I ain't getting my money back, so I might as well go ahead with it.''

``W-what?'' the Saluki gasped.

``You heard me.  You're just a whore as far as I'm concerned, and I paid good money, toots.''

Rita shook her head.  ``I-I can't Dodge.  Not with you.  Not like this.''

``So what, I'm not good enough for you?''  Say what you will about this rogue with a heart of gold - when he felt betrayed, he lashed out.  He took a step toward the Saluki, growling.

``I don't want this,'' she whimpered.  Everything was falling to pieces.  She'd been saving up, ready to leave this life behind.  For her.  For him.  But now he looked at her like he glared at Syke's lap dogs.

The white-and-brown little terrier tried to grab her back left leg, but Rita spun away from him, baring her teeth.  ``You need to cool down,'' she suggested.  ``Please...''

But instead, the terrier bristled, and called out through the alleyway.  ``Hey!  DeSoto!  Your whore ain't putting out!''

She dropped her jaw.  ``You'd use him against me?''

``Why not?  He's your pimp, isn't he?''

Rita backed up against the brick wall, looking from Dodger to the now-approaching blue-collared Doberman.  He clearly knew what he'd done and was grinning from ear-to-ear.  ``What's this I hear about you, Rita?  The dog paid the fee - he gets your ass.''

She normally played it cool with Roscoe and DeSoto, keeping things passive aggressive, but this time, she was panicking.  ``But he's...'' she protested.  ``DeSoto, I can't...!''

With a glare, the huge Doberman tossed the little bag of coins that Dodger had brought.  Rita's eyes widened as she recognized the bag, the coins spilling out.  Her own earnings from a month of clients, and Dodger has wasted it for one night - with her.  She reeled and ran for it, down the alleyway.  She had a good headstart on the Doberman, but Dodger was lighter and quicker.  He bounced up a trash can onto a dumpster and grabbed onto a laundry line, swinging faster than she could possibly run and landing on her shoulders.  Rita went tumbling to the ground, Dodger saying, ``Oh no, you don't.''

Rita snapped at him.  She was overwhelmed, and even though she'd once had such positive feelings for him, he'd become as much of a brute as the Dobermans.  He dashed back and lunged for her neck, but it was a feint.  She backpedaled and almost tripped over a bag of refuse, leaping forward.  But Dodger was there to grab her scruff in his teeth.  She reeled back to shake him off, but it was too late.

DeSoto was there.  Though Rita could probably have beaten or escaped Dodger, there was nothing she could do against the power and ferocity of a raging Doberman.  He barreled her over and then sat on her head, pinning her face against the wet, sticky concrete.  ``Once a whore, always a whore,'' he growled down at her.  ``And I say who gets my girls.  Go ahead, Dodger.  Show her what she really is.''

She was crying.  ``Dodger, no!  Please...  I was going to tell you!''

``Bit late for the good girl routine.  We both know that's not you, Rita.''  He reached down to her flattened hindquarters and cupped his paw up and under her swollen pussy.  Yelping, she tried to get away from his touch, inadvertently hiking her rump into the air.  She was a bit tall for him, and she stood on tippy toes, hoping to dissuade the little terrier.  ``Lower, bitch,'' Dodger growled.  It was all he could do to poke his nose up to her tailhole and get her wet anus a sniff.

Rita struggled underneath DeSoto, panting heavily.  His scent was overwhelming and she realized the Doberman's hefty balls were resting right on her nose.  Her pimp laughed at her.  ``Still playin' hard to get?  I'll make her obey, Dodger.''

``No, no, I got it,'' the scruffy stray replied.  He slid an old crate of tomatoes over and, seeing the slats in the pallet, had an idea.  He bit Rita's back legs just enough that she instinctively pulled them up, and he guided them down into the wooden slats, one after the other.  She couldn't kick anymore, couldn't lower herself, couldn't lie down, couldn't pull her legs together.  With DeSoto squishing her into the dirt with his hefty nuts, she was fully bound.  Satisfied, Dodger hopped onto the crate, his paws cradling the Saluki's proffered rump.  She was tucking her tail, but he just brushed it aside and breathed deep.  ``I can see why you're a popular attraction, Rita.''

``She's my best seller,'' DeSoto boomed.

Lower jaw trembling, Dodger ignored her leaking asshole, slurping up her pristine pussy.  The heat that had been tormenting him for multiple nights was right in front of him.  Anger finally gave way to lust as he plumbed her depths, reveling in the way her tight tunnel constricted around his tongue.  But when he finally mounted her, he decided to push his luck.  Rita whined and struggled, but she was still a bit too hiked up to make it easy, and he wasn't as keen on sloppy seconds.  Taking a deep breath, the Jack Russell instead raised his bright tip to her black spade, already squirting pre-cum over her quivering lips.

Rita was busy trying to breathe through the smothering she was getting from DeSoto's crotch, but when she felt his baculum twitching against her fortune cookie she yelped, ``DeSoto...he's aiming too low!''

Dodger paused.  He couldn't really do anything without DeSoto's agreement, so he stared over at the pimp questioningly.  DeSoto chuckled.  ``I think Dodger deserves some compensation for the way you've been treating him.  You knew the deal when you started working for me.''

``But - wait!'' she gasped, cut off as DeSoto put his entire weight on her head, muffling her cries of dismay.  He nodded at Dodger who grinned gratefully.

``She's been waving her pussy in my face for years, all while fucking random mutts on the streets.  It's about time I get something to show for it.''

DeSoto leaned down to whisper to Rita.  ``Don't worry - I got plenty of clients that wanna fuck a pregnant bitch.  You'll still be a draw.''

Sobbing and shuddering, Rita kicked and squirmed, but her legs were trapped.  Dodger only had one foot on the crate, clinging to the tall Saluki's rump to wrap around her hips.  Now, with full permission from her big, black business partner, Dodger growled and thrust.

``Fffuck, this bitch was worth the wait,'' Dodger groaned as he slid his tip into her generous spade.  She was wet and dripping only from her heat, her well-used tailhole neglected by her old friend.  ``So fuckin' tight, DeSoto...''

Rita squeezed as hard as she could to reject him, but it didn't matter.  And though her puffy spade easily let him in, she still was tight for him.  It's true, big dogs got big dicks, but there wasn't as much drop off as you'd think.  Until you got to Chihuahuas, anyway.  Dodger was big where it counted, and after squishing through her bouncing, pliable pussy, he had to grunt to get his widening shaft up into her vagina.  His fat cock squeezed into her like hundreds' had before, but this was the first time she'd ever taken a male while in heat.  The two boys talking about her while she was there was humiliating, especially considering Dodger's opinion of DeSoto.

The Doberman agreed.  ``This whore was made for this.  The kinda gal you don't take home to mama.''

Dodger gritted his teeth, the first drops of drool landing in the middle of her spine.  He didn't cover her too well, but he was stretching her wide enough.  ``I've been wanting to do this for half my life,'' he gasped.  ``My compliments to the pimp.''

DeSoto gave a low chuckle.  ``I've never had to intervene like this before.  She's taken `em all, even the Newfie, though she didn't walk straight for a week.''

``I think I remember that,'' Dodger groaned, pumping his hips back and forth.  His dick was fully unsheathed now, half of it still outside her tunnel, though he was working it deeper quickly.  ``She said she sprained a muscle running from the dogcatcher.''

All the fight had left Rita.  Normally she could repartee with Roscoe and DeSoto all day, but now that Dodger was playing the same role, she kept her mouth shut, trying to hold her breath so she wouldn't have to inhale DeSoto's musky balls.  She had lied about that.  She'd lied to him dozens upon dozens of times, out of shame.  Because what she did was shameful.  She didn't deserve Dodger, and she had been fooling herself by thinking she could leave this all behind her and settle down.  She stopped squirming, hiking her tail out of the way.  She owed Dodger that much - he was a paying client after all.

``That's it, slut, do your damn job,'' Dodger growled.  And suddenly, she was humping back.  He whined and thrust harder, her welcoming cunt now squeezing and grinding around him.

``I'm sorry, Dodge...'' she wept.

DeSoto realized he wasn't really necessary anymore, climbing off Rita's head.  He sat instead, and watched, grinning.  This was exactly what he'd wanted to happen when Dodger showed up with his silver coin.  Rita had to learn her place.  The dumb Saluki hadn't even lifted her face off the dirty concrete.

``Might as well put that mouth to good use,'' DeSoto smiled, edging up next to Rita's face.  She widened her eyes, then opened her mouth, her tongue spilling out like the red carpet as she started giving her pimp his second blowjob of the day.

``Would you look at that,'' Dodger groaned, his former friend slutting it out for both of them.  ``She's learning.''

She was barely holding back the tears as the two males delivered their lesson, but she was rolling her hips in a tight circle for Dodger and wrapping her tongue in a spiral around DeSoto.  She yelped as the determined dog on her back hammered his tip against her defenseless womb, but there was no sense fighting it.  Once DeSoto okay'd her rape, she was as good as knocked up.  She whined as Dodger's cock grew, his knot filling out her oversized spade.  She could only bob her head for one cock while she spread her legs as far as the tomato crate would allow, her pussy bulging out and out until even that felt tight, and the Jack Russell's thrusts got shorter, sharper, and faster.  He was tied, and he'd managed a pretty good seal, for now.  Enough to ensure a good shot at the goal with no goalie.

``Oh, Dodger!'' she whined, though it came out all screwy around DeSoto's cock.  So many males she'd fucked, so many times, but only now was her fertile womb on the market.  She'd imagined giving her first litter to Dodger for over a year now, but not like this.  She didn't imagine he'd have much interest in these pups - bought and paid for, not given.  She shuddered beneath the two dogs, Dodger's fully-swollen cock fitting perfectly in her socket, stretching her completely with his tip grazing her cervix.  She could only gasp, pant and wait.

``Thought you could whore yourself out - no consequences.  Lie to me - no consequences,'' he groaned, bucking so hard she almost got dislodged from the crate.  ``Well, this is what happens when you fuck around with someone's heart.''  A glance back and Rita saw that she wasn't the only one whose muzzle was wet with tears.  She closed her eyes and shivered, realizing what she'd done.  Like a proper obedient bitch, she hiked her rump and stayed put, her pussy muscles rippling along the length of his cock until  -

Splurt!

No more words, only grunts came from the splotchy little stray as his balls erupted into her, channeling a flood of rich seed down his barrel.  This wasn't his first time, or even his first litter, by any means.  His constant flirting had won him a few bitches, in heat or otherwise, over the years.  But none felt as satisfying as Rita, while also chilling him to his core.  He'd raped her.  She deserved it, but he'd been in love with this bitch until he discovered her betrayal.  Neurons fired through his small, trembling body as he claimed her, again and again, the best and worst sex of his life.

DeSoto backed off, letting his girl moan and cry on her own.  Always gotta watch the teeth.  ``Dodger!'' she wailed, bucking her hips as she was finally bred.  She howled as the warm, sticky flood bloated her womb, her eggs ready and waiting.

The honeymoon was short-lived, especially for Dodger.  Rita gushed and quavered beneath him, and the Jack Russell did his level best to really breed the dirty whore beneath him, but once his nuts were done with the first wave he felt them tuck up for phase two.  With a grunt, Dodger turned around, tied tight at the cock.  He'd had only his hinds on the tomato crate before; now those feet were resting on Rita's ankles, unable to reach the ground as he otherwise dangled from her raised rump.  He squeezed out several more loads, the juicier, less fertile cum mostly there to seal in everything he'd already given her, and though it felt pleasant - his brain came back to earth.

Why did she make me do this? He wondered.  How could she work with their sworn enemy?  Not just the dogs, but for Sykes?  More than half the money she brought back to Fagin went directly into that gangster's pockets, and then Fagin spent the rest on his debt...to Sykes.  Sure, it kept Fagin afloat, but she was whoring herself out and all the money went to a villain eventually.  And now he'd given her his fourth or fifth litter, but the first one that really mattered to him.  He'd thought about trying to settle down with her before this.  The other bitches had known it was a one-night stand.  Rita, despite all the sex she must have had, had never been pregnant, but now she had little mutts growing in her.  His mutts.

``Is this all you wanted?'' Dodger asked, pulling Rita out of the orgasmic bliss she'd been humping under to that point.  ``My puppies?''

She glanced back at the short dog dangling from a tall mount, and helpfully lowered her hips for him.  ``No!  I mean, yes - I, I wanted to be a family, Dodge.  I wanted to be with you.''

Dodger growled, ``Well, give it a few months and you'll have a family, sugar.  But not with me.''  With that, the small dog planted his four feet and tugged.  If he'd been any larger it wouldn't have worked, but with her trapped in the crate and his little size, he popped right out of her, leaping forward with the wet gush of their broken tie draining behind him.  She'd felt the warmth of a fresh load draining down her thighs many times before, but never in heat before.  There was hardly any doubt, now, that she'd be bearing her first litter, but Dodger wanted nothing to do with them.  She knew he didn't like kids, but she always thought he'd make an exception.

``Pretty good fuck,'' Dodger said, though he was trying to hold back another round of tears.  Lash out and hurt them so they can't hurt you.  ``Worth the price,'' he said to DeSoto, before he strode as confidently as he could ``out'' of the alley.  In practice, he only made it around the first dumpster before he collapsed against the trash bin, his heart racing.

Rita slowly picked herself up, pulling her legs from the tomato crate.  She was quiet, until she saw the Doberman watching.  ``Are you happy now?'' she asked, glowering through her own tears.

``Still thinkin' about quitting, bitch?'' his low, ominous voice vibrated in her ears.

She stumbled and he stepped forward and caught her.  The sultry brown Saluki rested against her pimp.  Her exploiter.  Her protector.  Her provider.  She buried her face in his shoulder to wipe her tears, saying, ``No, no you're right.  I can't quit.  Where would I go?''

``That's my good girl,'' DeSoto grinned, his voice tinged with malice.  After all, he'd put this plan in motion when Dodger arrived.  He could have sent him to any of his bitches.  He put a paw around her back, embracing her.  ``You know you can stay with my brother and me.''

Rita sobbed.  ``You're the closest thing to family I've got left.''

``Not for long,'' he gloated, putting his other paw up against her slightly bloated belly, evidence of the mess Dodger had left inside her.  ``You always said you were a purebred, but you let that half-pint fill you up with quarter-pints.''

She pushed DeSoto's shoulder, baring her teeth.  ``You mean you let him.  But... honestly I don't know anyone I'd rather -''

``No one?'' he asked.  ``Not even me?''

Rita blinked.  ``What?''

``Look, sweetheart, I stayed off you because you're worth more fresh, but if you're already well done, I don't see why I shouldn't give that little fleabag a run for his money.''

Rita stammered, ``Well, wait - why don't I just finish what my tongue started...''

``Not this time, Rita.  Sure wish Roscoe were here to help, but it's his loss, I guess.''  Desoto stood up as she backed away.

``DeSoto, no,'' she gasped.

He didn't slow down.  ``You're not seriously saying you'd rather have little Jack Russells instead of my pups?  You know they'd be beautiful, big, strong, and healthy.''

``Y-yes, but...'' she yipped, jumping away as DeSoto lunged.  She leapt again, but he was faster, grabbing her scruff in his teeth and yanking her around.  ``But they're his,'' she protested.

Dodger peeked around the side of the dumpster, having heard the whole thing.  He watched silently from a distance as the big, evil dog grabbed Rita.  He used to care about her.  It was confusing him.  He had to remind himself several times what she'd done.  She wasn't just a whore, she was DeSoto's whore, and this was just the price of doing business with a monster.  Still, he was surprised to hear her mention him posolutely after what he'd just done to her.

``We'll see if I can't change that,'' DeSoto grinned, climbing onto the girl's back.  He was no gentleman.  He was a pimp with a half-finished erection that needed to be spent.  Even if Dodger had wanted to help, it was too late.  He watched as the Doberman humped up and speared the smaller Saluki, stuffing her wide with his fat, red cock.  A hefty splat of Terrier cum launched out of her, displaced by the throbbing monster inside her.

``DeSoto...'' she groaned, splayed out for him against her wishes.  First Dodger, now DeSoto - but at least she was never surprised when the Doberman decided to rape her.  She felt his insistent cock squishing into her, stretching her swollen pussy far wider than Dodger had, until it hurt.  As much as she talked big, the slender Saluki was no serious physical match for either brother.  ``Just...use my tailhole...'' she begged.

If he heard her, he didn't care, rippling muscles gleaming in the moonlight as he flexed his rump.  He slammed himself up into her again and again, but Rita couldn't take it.  Her legs were weak and she was falling face first forward, barely catching herself with trembling legs.  ``H-hey!'' she winced.

The big, black dog released her neck and growled, ``I've seen you fuck twenty dogs in a row without breaking a sweat, and you can't take six?  Stand up and take it like a bitch, Rita.''

``I'm trying!'' she protested, her legs shaking.  His eager thrusts pushed her forward until her face planted in the wall.  ``You're going too hard...''

He humped her into the wall a half-dozen times before he admitted it.  ``Maybe I'm a bit too eager to get some puppies in ya.''  He paused his thrusts, still deep inside her.  ``I don't want to break my little toy.  I'll do all the work...''  With that, he rolled over like the well-trained dog he was, still throbbing in her cunt.  He pulled the Saluki with him, yanking the yipping bitch off her feet until DeSoto was lying on his back, his paws wrapped firmly around Rita's slightly swollen belly.  With her back stretched out along his chest, it was all the more clear how much bigger he was, as if that weren't obvious with one glance down to her spread eagle legs.  She'd never gotten quite so good a look at just how fat her pussy got when it was straining to contain Desoto.  Trembling, she reached a paw to her puffy spade, cupping it as the Doberman resumed his thrusts.

Rita moaned, tossing her head back so fast she almost clocked DeSoto.  He grinned and panted in her ear, his abs working overtime, basically doing crunches to hump the bitch now.  Thud!  Thud!  He whispered, but it was loud enough that even Dodger could hear it.  ``You hear me knocking at your door?  I'm deeper than him, I'm bigger than him, and my nuts are way fuller than him.  Just wait until I bloat that belly, bitch.''

Her paw could feel his massive girth gliding back and forth, thick, red cock hammering her cervix.  Still, Dodger had gone first, and he actually had reached her womb, just as long as the brutish bully.  But he was right about one thing - his balls were an absolute unit, and DeSoto would truly drench her, diluting whatever Dodger had tried to get in there.  ``It doesn't matter,'' she whined.  ``He went first.''

``You wanna bet on that?'' DeSoto grinned.

She shut her mouth, whining.  She slid her paw up her belly, cupping the massive bulge his thick shaft was imprinting through her slender hips.  He was huge - and growing bigger.  Rita's eyes widened as she saw he really meant to tie her, something DeSoto had never tried to do before.  He didn't want to ruin her pussy, since she was his number one seller.  But now, she was gonna get pregnant one way or another, and thankfully, she was in heat.  Her swollen cunt started to inflate in front of her eyes.  ``O-ow...'' she panted.

Dodger emerged, walking swiftly.  ``Leave it to you to cheat, DeSoto.''

Both dogs looked at him, surprised he was still around.  The Jack Russell walked confidently - it's not like DeSoto could do anything to him while he was tied on the ground to his slut.

``Cheat?'' the big, booming voice echoed through the alleyway.  ``I gave you first shot.''

With a casual smile, Dodger said, ``Yeah, but look at me and look at you.  You're three of me.  You want to even the odds on who gets pups, I'm gonna need a second try.''

Rita's eyes fluttered as she saw her former friend.  She might have felt different if she weren't currently fucked down the barrel of a fully-loaded Doberman, but she wanted to give Dodger a second chance, even if it likely wouldn't matter.  He either had the puppies already or DeSoto would win.  ``He's got a point.''

``You got the money?  She don't fuck for free, squirt.''

Dodger smirked.  ``Yeah?  You're paying her for this?''

DeSoto growled.  ``I get free use since I own her.''

Cooly, Dodger stepped up between DeSoto's legs, noting just how large those fat balls really were.  ``You're afraid of a fair competition?  Besides, I don't really see how you can stop me.''

Together, the copulating canines watched with wide eyes as the white-and-brown spotted stray carefully straddled Rita, taking care not to stomp on DeSoto's balls.  Rita's stuffed pussy was just the right amount off the ground for the little dog.  He grabbed Rita by the hind legs, panting as he lined his red tip with her engorged spade.

``You can't mean -'' DeSoto grunted.

``It won't fit -'' Rita gasped.

They were both wrong.  Even with DeSoto's knot still growing, her baseball-sized vulva stretched to accommodate the smaller dog's cock.  She was a well-used whore, ready and able to take Dodger, too, two red dicks descending into her suddenly truly stuffed vagina.  Her eyes went wide, and the pulsing shafts really put pressure on her clit, driving Rita into gasping spasms.  ``Oh, Uh, Unnnnngh!'' she wailed, wrapping her hind legs possessively around Dodger.

DeSoto watched, stunned, as Dodger confidently gritted his teeth and pushed his dick into Rita - right alongside his own.  Thinner, but just about as long, this new addition slickly slid along the Doberman's full-grown cock, Rita's pussy stretched taut and squeezing to contain both males at once.  DeSoto had only done something like this one other time, with his brother, when they'd cornered a St. Bernard, and she could barely take them both.  Yet Rita was working them both like a champ, full on cumming from the sheer physical bliss.

While the terrier was still shoving himself deeper, he leaned over the Saluki's belly and nosed DeSoto's bulge through her light, tan fur.  The Doberman groaned, feeling Dodger's licks through the thin Rita wrapper.  Staring down her belly, DeSoto watched as the little dog's bulge joined his, widening the poor girl out.  Their cocks lay together, bottom to bottom, lewdly stretching Rita out, until the Jack Russell grunted and poked her cervix, just as long as DeSoto, twin barrels aiming right at the door to her womb.

Rita was out of her God-damned mind, bucking her hips and squeezing down, the consistent pain in her aching spade overwhelmed by her clenching cunny.  Indeed, she didn't even notice as Dodge tied her, too.  Both knots were just inside her battered vulva, DeSoto's already full grown, grinding up against the newly forming seal that distended her pussy into a snowman-shaped lump.  Rarely had Dodger felt anything as tight as her double-stuffed cookie, humping away between two sets of hind legs, his white balls brushing neatly against DeSoto's large, trembling sack.  Was that gay?  He didn't care - he just wanted to make sure Rita got at least one parting gift.  He owed her that much.

``Now this is a fair fight,'' Dodger quipped.

``We'll,'' DeSoto grunted loudly, ``see about that!''

Splurt!

Squirt!

The Doberman got the edge with the first shot at Rita's womb, with Dodger releasing right after.  The males whined as they felt each other's pulses right against their own cocks, each gushing pulse vibrating through their shafts.  Balls touching, clenching together, they fed Rita's womb like a bucket under a firehose, and not even their knots could contain it all.  In seconds, Rita's uterus was stretched to its limits, bloating outward until her already sparse fur was practically non-existent.  Her tummy was stretched skin and light fur, her nipples making lines reminiscent of the tracks on a basketball.

All she could do was howl.

The boys grunted and humped and whined and howled too, grinding their cocks against each other in her hot, cum-drenched tunnel, their potent mix lubricating every inch of motions.  Still tight, they nonetheless slipped back and forth easily inside her, launching again and again at her defenseless barrier, backwash cum drenching the balls from which it came.  Rita panted and moaned, but since she'd cum a minute earlier, she came back to earth first, staring in disbelief at her stuffed belly.  If she hadn't been pregnant before, she at least looked pregnant now.  She must have gained five pounds!  Groaning, she sat up, hugging Dodger.

He took a second to find the words, but managed to gasp, ``G-give me a second there, Houston.''

Rita blinked, and then kissed Dodger on the cheek before pushing him over.  He wasn't ready for that, flipping over onto his back with his hind legs just inside DeSoto's.  Rita rode them vertically, shivering as she slid up and down, forced to lift them by both knots to get any good up and down motion.  Yet ride them she did, her paws on her rounded belly.  She huffed and whined as she squeezed down around their twin cocks, both males eagerly working their nearly-empty balls in direct competition for the sexy Saluki's first litter.  They panted wordlessly, their tongues spilling out sideways onto the alley floor, but they didn't mind.  Dodger was no fan of the Doberman, but this felt pretty great, and the feelings were mutual.

Only when DeSoto was done with phase one - when he normally would have turned around and continued seeding his bitch, this time, he had to roll back onto his feet.  Oh well, why not?  With a groan, the powerful Doberman spun onto his front, still tied and cumming.  Rita was yanked from her vertical position and flipped upside-down, suddenly face-first in the dirt, dangling by the pussy from DeSoto's knot.  Dodger had to go with the flow, too, but he wasn't tall enough.  In the end, only DeSoto was on all fours, the Saluki dangling between his legs with her head on the ground, while Dodger spun slightly in the air, fully off the ground and held up only by Rita's clenching cunt.  He felt a little dizzy, staring Rita's uncharacteristically fat belly straight on.

``Not bad,'' DeSoto grunted simply, more than capable of holding both their weights with just his knot.

``Damn,'' Dodger groaned.  ``This bitch literally swept me off my feet.''

Cum drizzling down her pussy and matting her fur, Rita could only roll her eyes at the two.

* * * * *

She was still walking funny hours later, after the boys had finally popped free.  She wasn't even pregnant yet, but already she was ruined as a whore until she could finally recover.  At least her tailhole would still be snug!

DeSoto left the alley assured that he'd successfully isolated her from any other support network, but Rita walked with her head high.  She knew the code.  Dodger wanted to talk.  Second and Houston - an intersection, and the first number was also the time.  She waited the full two hours, and stopped at the busy intersection in Manhattan.

Sure enough, Dodger was there, looking far more himself than she did.  She was still sloshing with every step, her back legs aching.  Dodger was wearing his shades, even though it was the middle of the night.

``What's this about, Dodge?'' Rita asked.

Dodger embodied a carefree attitude.  The Jack Russell had no right to be so cool.  He raised an eyebrow and said, ``Look, babe.  I've been thinkin' about it.  You ain't coming back to the boat.  Not yet - but I'm offering you another way in.''

Rita's heart was pounding.  This was what she'd been hoping for -  what she'd been praying for.  ``What way?''

``Do what you want for a while.  Live with the Doberdopes if you have to.  Beg on the street.  I ain't gonna have nothing to do with those puppies you've got, no matter how many are white.  When you've weaned `em, you come on back to the boat.  But no more sneaking around behind my back, okay?  You're done with Roscoe and DeSoto if you wanna hang with me and my company.  We'll find Fagin money without that.''

``R-really?'' she asked, wagging her tail.  She hadn't dared hope for any chance back in the crew, so even though it would take months to raise her litter, she couldn't be more grateful.  ``Oh, Dodger, you know I'll do that.  I never wanted... any of this.''

``Yeah, well, that remains to be seen.  But you prove it, and you can come back, capeesh?''

Rita nodded.  ``I promise.''

Dodge lifted his shades just long enough to let her meet eyes with him.  ``Oh, and Rita?''

``Yeah?''

He gave her a wink.  ``I hope you get the puppies you want.''  With that, he strutted away, leaving her on her own for the next few months.

Rita smiled, gazing down at her bloated belly.  She ran a paw across it.  When she spoke, she was already alone on the corner of the busy city street, humans walking by without a second glance at the street dog.

``I hope so too.''

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