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It'll definitely help him out!\n\nAnyway, hope you guys enjoy this chapter—I still can't read it without cumming either. 🍆🍆🍆", "description_bbcode_parsed": "Craig is still fooling Ginny into thinking that he's only sixteen.

Benson is still fooling Oona into thinking that he's an unintelligent feral dog.

But now, Ginny is fooling someone else in the group. And with both girls unknowingly pregnant—by the same college student, no less—the suspect pool has never been more shallow...


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I've got to say. I had absolutely ZERO idea that Taking One For the Team would explode into this much popularity. I mean, NONE.Jesus Christ, only one single month on Inkbunny and it's the 5th most favorited story in his entire career. So yeah, I had no choice. I put a stop to everything else I was doing, and made sure that the next unshackled story would be the continuation to this insanely popular epic. Although it SHOULDN'T BE, you guys need to be pledging to Subscribestar!! Send some money Thakur's way, guys. It'll definitely help him out!

Anyway, hope you guys enjoy this chapter—I still can't read it without cumming either. 🍆🍆🍆", "writing": "Ginny broke off her kiss, looking up into Craig's eyes. ``I wanted to talk to you about something...''\n\nCraig cocked his head, his large, pointy white ears perked. The fluffy Samoyed knew from experience that ``we need to talk'' was rife with unfortunate bombshells. Still, if this was to be their third and last date, at least he'd gotten lucky twice, and hopefully one more time for ``old time's sake''. Besides, he was racking up favors he owed Benson, asking his former college roommate to pretend to be his pet dog for the third time in five days. ``...Yes?''\n\nShe hesitated. It was a big deal. Lower lip trembling, the cute, yellow, [i]fourteen-year-old Pomeranian[/i] looked up at the twenty-year-old that she [i]thought[/i] was a junior in high school and said, ``I... uh... I wanna see you with Oona.''\n\nCraig blinked. Then he laughed. 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He'd only been flirting, but she was really [i]serious[/i]. Craig wasn't like [i]Benson[/i]. The feral college bro claimed to be mostly interested in two-leggers, but this was the third night in a week that he was breeding a dumb [i]pet[/i]. And it really was [i]breeding[/i], despite what Ginny thought. As far as she knew, Benson had a vasectomy, and Craig was 16, but both twenty-year-olds were aware they were taking advantage and leaving Oona with a belly full of pups. They'd be dumb, of course, so Ginny still wouldn't be able to guess Benson was anything but a two-year-old Bloodhound.\n\nCraig wasn't lying when he said he wasn't attracted to four-leggers. I mean, what normal person [i]was?[/i] Much, much less so when she was a literal animal. Still, he had to admit it was amusing to watch his ex-roommate plowing the fertile bitch. It didn't really squick him, so it if helped him get a few more fucks out of Ginny before he got bored with her, was it really so bad?\n\nBut the Pomeranian was already in the next room, helping the Bloodhounds untie. Sure enough, Benson had gone all the way again, rump-to-rump with the year-old bitch. His knot was tugging hard at her oversized, bloated spade, Benson just shuddering and groaning as the fourteen-year-old girl handled his junk. But she seemed to know what she was doing, waiting patiently until he was flaccid enough. ``Good girl,'' she cooed, petting the satisfied feral.\n\nStanding in the doorway, Craig said, ``I never knew girls could be so damn horny.''\n\nGinny laughed. ``I was getting pretty desperate. The boys at Pendleton are so immature compared to you.''\n\nIf she only knew [i]how[/i] mature. But the feminine Samoyed had always looked younger than he actually was. ``You're really going to do it...'' he huffed.\n\n``Of course,'' she grinned, finally pulling the dogs free. Here, Oona!'' she called, beckoning the second female to her parent's bedroom. ``Up, up!'' she called, and Craig watched the dripping Bloodhound hop onto the sheets, never minding the mess she was leaving on the covers. Craig closed the door behind them, not wanting Benson to see what he was up to. With luck, he could keep this whole thing just between Ginny and him.\n\n``Got any paper towels?'' Craig asked.\n\n``Roll over,'' Ginny panted, thinking of Benson. This was all for him. She was going to really push her boundaries, just to get with Benson again. She sat on the bed beside Oona as the yearling rolled onto her back, her freshly creamed cookie gushing between her legs. ``Don't need `em,'' she replied, lowering her muzzle directly down the Bloodhound's belly. Oona was her best friend, after all. She didn't mind at all giving the ol' girl a little dessert for her meal. Taking a deep breath, she made eye contact with Craig before gingerly licking at Benson's copious contributions.\n\nDespite himself, Craig's eyes widened. God, she was a slut. It was hard to believe she was only fourteen, because he couldn't convince [i]any[/i] of the college girls he'd dated to even swallow. The cute Pomeranian even [i]wagged her tail[/i] as she gulped down Benson's cum, never realizing the dog was halfway through a Bachelor's in economics. Oona was wagging too, rubbing her head in the sheets with her paws tucked up to her chest, groaning in a very unladylike way. She liked it even better when Ginny used her hands, spreading that sopping spade apart to lick even deeper, hands now soaked.\n\nCraig was rock hard, waiting patiently to...[i]fuck a dog?[/i] He was shivering! Ginny's muzzle was a mess now, and she wiped her lip, sliding her cum-soaked paws down to her heat-soaked pussy. Craig froze, realizing that while she thought Benson was fixed, [i]he[/i] definitely wasn't, but it was too late to stop her from rubbing her own crotch with the college boy's cum. Not likely to take, but what a surprise if it did! He couldn't exactly warn her without giving away the game, though, so he let her grease herself up with his fresh, fertile cum, his dick surging. Oona looked much cleaner now, so he took a step forward.\n\n``Not uh! Condom up,'' she chided.\n\n[i]Fuck, right. [/i] As far as she knew, Oona hadn't been bred yet, and Craig could give her puppies. He should have lied about himself getting the twist - but then [i]he'd[/i] probably have knocked up Ginny by now, and he didn't need the heat. Oh well, one unnecessary condom was fine. He fumbled with it, but slid the rubber down his glistening length. ``You really want this...?'' he asked.\n\n``[i]Fuck, [/i]yes,'' Ginny groaned, spreading Oona's legs with her hands.\n\nThe dog looked confused at first as the Samoyed climbed over her, but she was in heat. When his dog cock tickled her pussy, she figured it out, whimpering and keeping still. ``You're gonna owe me for this,'' Craig suggested.\n\n``If you want, I'll fuck Benson in front of you,'' she suggested casually.\n\n[i]Fuck...[/i] Lying about his age was one thing, but letting her fuck his ``dog'' when it was actually another guy every bit as old as he was...? He had to admit there was an appeal, but he couldn't explain why he'd need to put a condom on the old boy. Otherwise... his summer fling [i]would[/i] get pregnant - with Bloodhounds. He shook his head. ``No, I want you all to myself. And Oona...''\n\nShe bit her lip, wagging.\n\nWith that, Craig slotted himself into Oona, pushing down and up into the whining bitch. He was fucking a pet dog, and he was about as turned on as he'd ever been, grinning at the underage girl that was watching like a devoted fangirl. He wasn't bigger than Benson, so the Bloodhound's gaping spade opened easily around him, squelching open and then squeezing closed, Oona working her hips up and down as she humped his cock.\n\nGritting his teeth, he groaned, ``When I was picking you up at the dog park, I never thought I'd be picking up your [i]dog[/i] as well...''\n\nThe young, naked girl rubbed herself, just a foot away, and giggled, ``I had to test you first to see if you were good enough for her. Good boy!'' she praised.\n\nHe growled ruefully at the little minx. ``She's not as tight as you,'' he panted, his thrusts shaking the squeaking bed.\n\nGinny groaned, saying, ``Course - not after three times with [i]Benson[/i].'' He didn't like the way she said that quite as much, but he was quickly distracted as the Pom leaned down to kiss her own dog on the lips, an upside-down kiss like in the movies. The dog eagerly complied, lapping up into her owner's mouth. ``Your turn,'' she said, but she didn't offer to kiss [i]him[/i]. Instead, she pointed to Oona.\n\n[i]Fair enough,[/i] he thought. He was already fucking her. Leaning down, he tilted his muzzle and kissed Oona on the lips, pushing his tongue into the dog's mouth before the whimpering bitch immediately [i]pushed back[/i]. Her powerful tongue outmatched his in a second, slamming up into him and guzzling his saliva, licking along inside his cheeks. He moaned in surprise at the passion the seventy-pound bitch brought to her licks. His dick surged, and soon they were Frenching hard back and forth, much to Ginny's delight. Grunting, Craig slid his paws down beneath Oona's buttcheeks, propping her up as he humped harder and faster, panting into her mouth.\n\nThen Ginny was behind him, under his tail. Like that, she was huffing and rubbing his ass, spurning on gasps and yelps alike when her tongue madly wrapped around his trembling sack. ``Knot her, Craig. Tie your Bloodhound bitch!'' Craig didn't know she had an ulterior motive.\n\nNow Oona was wailing like a good Bloodhound would, her creaky howl echoing through the house. If Benson wasn't sure what was happening before, he'd probably guess now. Oh well, it's not like [i]he[/i] could criticize Craig - he'd knocked the bitch up! Well, it was hard to refuse such a polite request, especially with her young tongue slurping up his balls and her hands snaking up between them to spread Oona's triangular cunt. ``I can't believe I'm... fucking a dog!'' he groaned. ``Won't be able to brag about [i]this[/i] at school,'' he added, doing his typical minimum effort to keep up the ruse.\n\nWith Ginny's help, he popped right into the whining bitch, only for the Bloodhound to clench down [i]hard[/i] and start pumping away at him. ``Oh... fffff -'' he grunted and came, shooting his load straight into the tip of his condom, bloating out inside the little bitch. She had no idea [i]this[/i] breeding wouldn't take the same way. Craig could barely stay upright, his head falling over as she worked his cock, leaning forward close enough for Oona to kiss him again, and he [i]lost[/i] it, kissing her back just as hard and grinding against her, uselessly firing a few more shots at the end of his powerful bucks. Honestly, except for the tightness, the pet dog was almost as good as [i]Ginny![/i] Who was, of course, still lapping away at the base of his dick and balls. He'd started cruising for high schoolers thinking they'd be easy to coerce, but he'd never expected to find someone like the Pomeranian.\n\nThey coiled together, cumming and groaning for several minutes, tongues entwined, even after Ginny had stepped back. He was tied nice and firm and looked sleepy. [i]Perfect[/i]. Stepping forward, she massaged his back as his balls squeezed their last pulse, locked in the embrace of her dog. [i]Thanks, Oona[/i]. Doing her part to share her boy toy, Benson. ``I - I made a mess of myself,'' she panted in Craig's ear. ``You relax while I wash up, okay?''\n\n``Mmmmrmr,'' was all of his muffled response she could pick up, still trying - and still failing - to compete with the overpowering tongue subduing his own, resting his full weight on the happy bitch beneath him.\n\nHe didn't even notice Ginny's tail wagging as the fourteen-year-old rushed out of the bedroom. ``Benson, come,'' she commanded once the door was shut.\n\nCurious, the Bloodhound followed the young girl with an appraising eye she didn't notice. He paused, but only for a second before following her into the master bathroom, where she locked the door. Panting heavily, Ginny knelt down to Benson's level and kissed him on the cheek. ``Come on, boy. Remember?'' She stood and presented her trembling, heat-swollen spade, still dripping with what he falsely assumed was Craig's cum.\n\n[i]Where was Craig? Was he with [/i]Oona!? Benson only had to sniff twice to overcome whatever hesitation he might've had. Who cared if it was Craig's - there was a bitch in heat to taste! Reaching up with his greedy gullet, he guzzled the Freshman, making sure to flick his tongue in a tight hook to rub her internal clit. Groaning, Ginny put her hands on the Bloodhound's head, holding him to her as her knees shook, until she fell backwards unceremoniously onto the toilet.\n\n[i]At least they keep the place nice and clean[/i], he thought, spurred on by the taste of her menstruation. His large tail wagged as he ate her out, wondering if Craig knew his little fling was more interested in his [i]dog[/i] than in him. [i]God,[/i] she tasted sweet.\n\nCould he really do it again? He'd already tied her once, which meant she was probably pregnant. `Fourteen and Pregnant' wasn't even a show on T.V. yet. But if she [i]had[/i] dodged that bullet, how dare he risk it once more? Secretly in this cramped bathroom... with a tight, eager, underaged girl, begging for him... right here, right now... breeding her like he had her pet dog.. right under Craig's nose... His hips were already humping the air by the time she groaned, flipped around, and mounted the toilet. \n\nBenson instantly clambered after her, taking the feral method acting to heart, curling over her splayed out rump, curled Pomeranian tail well out of the way. [i]Doggystyle[/i]. He'd been against that position since he used to be a diehard two-legger fan, but since fucking [i]Oona[/i]... he could see the appeal. He'd had Ginny missionary before, and this was too enticing. She quivered excitedly, like she was in a rush, and now so was he, tucking his paws around her waist and firing up his thrusts. ``Oh... yes, [i]Benson![/i]'' she groaned, spreading her legs as far as they would go and propping up her ass until she felt him, hard and wet against her immature little spade.\n\n``Not too loud,'' she suggested, though she felt silly talking to a dog.\n\nBut it seemed to work, the Bloodhound biting his lip as he leaned forward, pressing her against the toilet so that her small breasts dripped sweat into the bowl. Her knuckles were white as she clutched the toilet seat, waiting, waiting, wai -\n\n[i]Thrust![/i]\n\nWithout warning, the horny Bloodhound humped up at an angle, fitting perfectly with the young teen's proffered pussy. Like Oona, she seemed made for him, her fertile cunny spreading wide around his fat cock. They were together, humping on the bathroom toilet, her thinking she was fucking a dog, while he [b]delighted[/b] in [i]breeding[/i] an inattentive high-schooler seven years younger than he was. Despite the twinge of guilt, he was [i]drooling[/i] all over her back, hammering up into the young bitch.\n\n``Mmph! Oh! Benson!'' she grunted rhythmically, her own hips a flurry of up and downs as she massaged his dick. So hard and thick, she worked her way back against him until he bottomed out, his slowly growing knot rubbing her aching lips. Bare, unprotected, she shivered, grateful that he was ``snipped'', despite his big, heavy balls slapping her ass. She knew she shouldn't, but she couldn't help it, reaching down between her legs to spread her cookie wide, meeting his thrusts with her own powerful pushes. She wanted that half-formed knot [i]now[/i], before it grew too big to fit. If Craig caught her, so be it. She [i]had[/i] to feel his full, throbbing doghood again.\n\n[i]In for a penny, in for a [/i][b][i]pound[/i][/b][i],[/i] Benson grinned. He'd joined Craig on this crazy adventure just planning to pretend to be a dog for one day so he could get his rocks off in a fourteen-year-old, merely because he owed the Samoyed one. But now he'd fucked her [i]and[/i] her dog, raw dogging them both in the depths of their heat! What was one more tie? With a grunt, he pounded even harder into her spread lips, lunging his hind legs off the tiled floor, until he heard the tell-tale [i]pop![/i] of a good seal. Ginny trembled on the end of the toilet, her vulva bulging lewdly. ``So... big!'' she whined, her slender hips a blur.\n\nShe'd finally managed to land a boyfriend, and one with similar interests to her, and she'd gone steady hardly a minute with Craig before cheating on him with his [i]own [/i][b][i]dog[/i][/b]! She hated that she was lying to him, but she couldn't exactly explain that Benson was already a better fuck. His rock-hard dick pistoned back and forth just a few inches in her swollen pussy, grinding that fat knot against her clit. She was panting and drooling on the toilet seat, eyes rolling back in her head when the big Bloodhound reached down to grab the scruff of her neck in his powerful jaws.\n\nThey could only strain and squeeze against each other for another twenty seconds, thrust after thrust, until a dozen pumps proved too many for the eager male. The [i]slap, slap[/i] of his balls halted suddenly, his large, fertile sac tensed up and clenching against Ginny's ass as he bellowed and [i]came[/i], the relief that washed over Benson easily overwhelming the guilt he felt at squeezing another heavy load into her immature, quivering womb. Two litters, one dumb, one smart for the little Pomeranian and her dog. Her parents should be so proud...\n\nGasping and whining for more than a minute, Ginny realized she wasn't going to untie faster than Craig. She knew there was a good chance he heard Benson's orgasmic howl, but she wanted to at least try to hide her one-week infidelity. If she was going to wash the Bloodhound's scent off her, she'd have to get started right away. ``C'mon, boy,'' she urged, tugging the Bloodhound over to the tub with her. Still joined at the genitals, she climbed in, rump-to-rump with her bulging pussy resting on the edge of the porcelain bathtub. Thank God the shower head was facing in the right direction, because she couldn't stand. She managed to turn on the water, getting wet and applying soap on all fours while Benson avoided the large majority of the splashing, gritting his teeth and finishing up his blissful breeding. The cold water did help shrink his tie, and Ginny was grateful when the strain on their conjoined private parts finally split, her gushing cunny already neatly in the tub.\n\nStill, it took nearly three minutes of careful washing to clear out her taut, lightly furred spade, and another minute to knock the scent off her fur and dry herself off. But she made it - she let Benson out of the bath and rejoined her boyfriend only to find him sleeping on a contented Oona, still buried neatly inside her.\n\nShe was about to wake the supposed high school junior when she froze. [i]Let sleeping dogs lie, right?[/i] Closing the door with her on the opposite side, she turned back to Benson and grinned widely, ``Got another round in ya, boy?''\n\nHe caught himself before he almost said ``[i]Fuck[/i], yeah!'' Wagging his tail was answer enough.\n\n* * * * *\n\n``The Bolts were robbed last night,'' Niels complained. He always talked to his friends about Tackleball, much to their exhaustion, but Benson was usually into it.\n\n``Yeah,'' the Bloodhound replied, absentmindedly bobbing his head to the country music playing in his dorm room.\n\n``Something wrong?'' the dog asked.\n\nNiels wasn't his roommate, but he was the closest thing to. He had an official roommate - Mical the Great Dane, but the huge two-legger was always either at classes, tackleball practice, or out with his many, [i]many[/i] girlfriends. Or maybe they were all platonic? He certainly never used [i]Benson's[/i] room for any private interactions.\n\nNiels, however, was a feral German Shepherd with some of the same interests. Well, at least they both liked country music and tackleball. Now though, Benson had a [i]new[/i] overlap with Niels. ``Well, yes and no. I mean yes. Fuck, I don't know. Yeah, definitely wrong.''\n\nBlinking, the GSD turned in place and said, ``Alright, what happened? Spit it out.''\n\n``Fine.'' He paused, scratching his droopy ear with a back paw. ``I guess you're really the only person I can talk to about this. You remember Mary?''\n\nThat was a rhetorical question, Niels knew. After all, he'd told Benson all about Mary's ongoing importance to himself. His first fuck when he was six. She'd been eight, but as a feral, that meant she'd been through puberty for years, just like he had. Of course, they'd both been taught not to give in to their hormones, but it was easy to say and difficult to manage, when the Poodle you'd been friends with suddenly went into heat during a sleepover. That was the last time they'd been together - she moved away to raise his three puppies in a new town that didn't know what had happened.\n\nBut becoming a father wasn't her ``ongoing importance'' to Niels. He'd been pretty drunk when he told Benson, but something told the German Shepherd that the Bloodhound wouldn't betray his trust. When Niels was eight, he'd had his second fuck. Sneaking off to the school bathroom, he'd accidentally walked into the wrong bathroom, only to find another eight-year-old feral in heat. She wasn't wearing her pad, since she'd just peed. Shivering, he'd pushed his way into the stall with the quivering Foxhound. She knew enough to say `no' at first, but one lick and she'd whimpered and spread her legs.\n\nThis time, he wasn't caught. She wasn't `no tattletale'. He wasn't even sure how many puppies she had, since she moved away shortly after she started to show. He couldn't even remember her name.\n\nHe was eleven when he ran into nine-year-old Missy at a friend's birthday party. She was there to play with his friend's little sister, and she was the first two-legger he fucked. The Dachshund made an odd figure with her long body and short arms and legs, but she'd beckoned him to follow her into a closet where she whispered that she had never seen a four-legged dog's penis before. They met off-and-on for almost a year, playing it safe with her heat, until they couldn't find a condom. She was puffy but promised she was safe, and that was the last chance Niels got to fuck the pudgy wiener dog. At least she blamed the puppies on some homeless GSD that lived in the neighborhood.\n\nThen Justine when he was twelve, Ramona when he was thirteen, Cassie when he was fifteen. [i]He[/i] kept getting older, but [i]they[/i] were always between eight and twelve, and all of them except Ramona left with puppies. All this to answer Benson's drunken question about why Niels never dated anyone at the college. When he was eight, he liked fucking kids and eating Oreos. Unlike most people, at 22, he still liked [i]both[/i] things. Too bad there weren't many pre-teens at the local bar scene.\n\nA father five times over, but he hadn't fucked since he was fifteen years old - involuntarily celibate. He knew the guys at college thought he was a virgin cuck, but the truth was far worse.\n\nBenson sighed. ``I'm starting to see the appeal.''\n\n``[i]What?''[/i]\n\nBenson tossed his head, droopy lips flopping back and forth. ``I... dammit. I've been doing something...something [i]bad[/i], and I don't know if I want to stop.''\n\nThe German Shepherd jumped up and closed the distance, practically nose to nose with Benson now. ``Okay, [i]spill[/i]. Every. Single. Detail. You [b]cannot[/b] just leave me hanging. Not after what I told [i]you[/i].''\n\nBenson sighed, shaking his head and deciding to ignore the Shepherd's hyperactive tail and rapidly bulging sheath.\n\n``Alright, but you better strap yourself in, Niels.''\n\n* * * * *\n\nHe wasn't used to being so [i]naked[/i]. Niels lifted his head and scented the air, a strong mix of different odors tickling his strong nasal passages. He wouldn't be able to detect her by scent alone. There was more than one bitch in heat at this dog park.\n\nHe shivered, a little nervous. There was a back gate to the fenced area where the medium-to-large dogs played, obscured by the trees that formed a somewhat dense glade in the corner. He'd waited until 3:00 PM, when Benson said Ginny tended to walk Oona, and then slipped in through the gate while no one was watching. If they'd seen the feral casually operating the handle meant for intelligent quadrupedal citizens, they'd have wondered why a four-legger was going alone, naked, to a public dog park. That alone might have gotten a call from the cops.\n\nNow, though, he was in and he was perfectly undercover. It felt weird. He wondered if Benson had felt the same way, noticing how people's eyes slid across him without meeting his own. Some people loved him, because he was of course, the popular breed of a German Shepherd, other people were too busy with their own internal lives to even notice. He was just a dog to the others in the park, and no one took a second thought to comprehend there was no person with him.\n\nThe other dogs also treated him as one of them, which meant a lot of rather unpleasant sniffs, and even a few raised tails. It seemed most people at the park [i]also[/i] hadn't bothered to spay or neuter their furbabies. He probably could have led that slutty Weimaraner into the woods and left her his sixth litter, but he wasn't like [i]Benson[/i]. He had no interest in fucking pet dogs. He was here for a curled Pomeranian tail.\n\nBenson had no idea that he'd given enough information away to be useful to Niels, but a young Pomeranian, in heat, willing to fuck a pet dog? Too stupid to realize she was pumping underneath a horny frat boy instead? He couldn't pass up the opportunity. He'd never thought of trying to fuck little girls [i]as a pet dog[/i]. It was the perfect crime. Even if they caught him, he'd get off scot-free!\n\nAnd so, he watched and he waited, occasionally lifting a leg on a tree to keep up appearances, chase a tennis ball, and shiver contemptibly as various kids and full-grown adults knelt and [i]petted[/i] him, completely unaware he was majoring in Business at Hemsforth College. Oh, the complements he got.\n\nHis ears perked up as he heard the back gate open. Did Ginny use the treeside entrance? He padded over there, listening intently and crouching among the brush.\n\n``Go on, have fun!'' a young, female voice called out.\n\nNiel's heart surged. Creeping forward, he saw her, holding a light blue leash. Tan fur, curled tail, and so, [i]so[/i] young. Benson hadn't specified her age, just pointed out that she looked even younger than she was, and he wasn't kidding. The young girl was practically flat beneath that tied-off t-shirt, her ass similarly slender beneath her cute, green skirt. The oldest she could possibly be was fourteen, but in his mind she was Mary, or better, [i]Missy[/i]. It didn't take much to imagine she was nine.\n\nTo double-down on his confidence, he remained hidden long enough to scent this new addition to the dog park. Sure enough, the scent of her heat wafted to him, though unsurprisingly, it was weak. Must be fading after four fresh batches of seed from a fertile Bloodhound. She had no idea the mistake she'd made.\n\nGinny watched from the treeline for some time before Niels crept out from the bush, walking up behind the young two-legger.\n\n``Oh! Who are you?'' she asked, pointed ears perking up as she beheld the four-legged shepherd. ``Haven't seen you around here before.''\n\nNiels of course couldn't respond, and they were far too close to the main area to enact his plan. He sat, staring up at the five-foot girl, resisting the urge to duck his head just a foot or two to look up her skirt. She had glistening black dress shoes and long white songs pulled up just shy of her knee, playing so cute and innocent despite what he [i]knew[/i] she was doing with Benson and Craig. But would she be so horny as to give in to some random stud at the dog park? He'd have to play his cards right.\n\nGinny knelt next to the unfamiliar face until she was nose to nose with the German Shepherd, reaching out to pat his head and his fluffy neck. It was so weird for Niels to be treated like this so casually by someone he'd just met, but of course it was completely natural - she thought he was a mindless animal! He nuzzled her, pretending to pant dumbly, leaning into her touch before pulling away and leaping toward the deeper brush.\n\n``Wait - !'' she yipped, the young Pomeranian standing and reaching a paw out toward him.\n\nNiels paused, glancing over his shoulder at her and wagging his tail, just long enough to entice her, before dashing through the underbrush.\n\n``Come back!'' she called, and he heard her footsteps following.\n\nAnd now, to lead her someplace secluded - the toolshed? No, he couldn't get inside - it was locked and filled with doggy bags and tools for gardening and fence repair. But it made an excellent view-blocker, between the shed and the large hydrangeas on one side, a dense row of trees curling around the other end. Only someone stumbling all the way into the clearing could see in. The metal building might even muffle her sounds...\n\nShe followed him around it, her blue leash in her pocket now, and Niels rolled over onto his back, wagging his tail. Oh, she could see him, definitely. His plump sheath, his furless, taut balls... He felt so exposed to Ginny, but from her perspective, this was completely normal. She even laughed and crawled over next to him, her paws running through the fur on his belly.\n\n[i]Oh fffffuuu -[/i] He thumped his tail against the ground as she rubbed his belly, the sensation pleasurable even [i]if[/i] he hadn't been so fucking attracted to her. A four-legger laying on their back is supposed to be demeaning but [i]fuck,[/i] this felt too good. His eyes rolled up in his head, tongue lolling upside-down out of his mouth.\n\n``Good boy!'' she said, scratching wildly.\n\nGroaning, Niels couldn't help it. He hadn't been touched by such a young girl for more than five years, remembering all the times he'd been the one put upon. Mary had come on to [i]him[/i] after all, and Missy, too, again and again. But Justine, Ramona, and Cassie had been increasingly due to pressure on [i]his[/i] part. It's not like he could claim ten-year-old Cassie had taken the lead with a fifteen-year-old friend-of-a-friend-of-a-friend. She just hadn't known any better to stop him from humping her pregnant in her early first heat.\n\nIt felt [i]good[/i] to be the passive participant again, letting the perverted Pomeranian have her way with the ``clueless'' canine. Whimpering, he felt himself growing out in front of the young girl, and she was sure to noti -\n\n``Woah...'' she said, instantly blushing. He opened one eye to watch her embarrassed expression as she suddenly noticed her paw inching closer and close to his glistening maleness. ``G-good boy,'' she added, weakly. But instead of fleeing, the young girl glanced left and right. Of course, Niels had drawn her to the perfect, private pleasure place, and she let out her held breath, scratching his belly some more. But her eyes were on his growing pride and joy.\n\nIt was only a matter of time before the curious cutie reached [i]lower[/i]. She was holding her breath now, sliding her paw down to cup the belly of his shaft, her paw pads still soft from young age. Benson was right, this girl was [i]down to fuck[/i], having barely met the photogenic pet before she was exploring him. He rolled even further on his back, his head rubbing against the ground until his hind legs were parallel bars, spread to allow her slender arm access to his jiggling junk. Her ``belly rubs'' now had a new target, and he swelled in her grasp, bucking his hips ever so slightly as the young girl pawed him off, biting her lower lip the whole time.\n\nLifting her paw, she left him for long enough to investigate the stickiness that clung to her paw, sniffing the large bead of precum that now graced her pads. Not knowing what to do with it, she grimaced and wiped it off on Niels' belly fur. She seemed nervous now, standing up and looking left and right again like she'd be expected any minute. Of course, Oona would be too busy with the other dogs to notice or care if her owner was gone - or she'd have found them by now. ``Gr-gross,'' the girl whined. She turned to go.\n\nWhat kind of little flirt tied the knot with her boyfriend [i]and[/i] his dog, but couldn't handle a little cum on the hand? He guessed those creampies were out of sight and out of mind. Well, that he could do for the Pomeranian. He was faster than her, chasing after her to grab her panties in his teeth. He was nearly as heavy as her, and much stronger, so she paused there, eyes wide, looking over her shoulder like the Coppertone girl.\n\n``Hey!'' she yelped, and tugged even harder, pulling her panties down to her upper thighs. ``Hey! Stupid dog!'' Ginny growled.\n\nBut he only tugged harder. With a grunt, she dug her feet in and [i]really[/i] pushed herself forward, the fabric on her waistband starting to pop as it was stretched too far. His grip failing him, he waited for her strongest push yet and just...[i]let go[/i].\n\n``Woah!'' she yelped, toppling face first to the ground in front of him, landing on her hands and knees. ``Owww!'' she added, rubbing her elbows.\n\nShe didn't know what a view she was giving the amorous twenty-year-old. Her panties were overstretched to the point of uselessness, falling limply around her knees, and her skirt had flopped up and onto her but with her curled tail. That left her spade, shiny and swollen, deep pink in heat. She probably wasn't even aware of the way she was [i]winking[/i] for him, her fat pussy bouncing up and down and clenching in the cool air.\n\nShe wanted it. He knew she did, with how readily she'd slutted herself out to a boy and his dog. She was just afraid of getting caught. Well, she didn't know how quiet he could be until he showed her. While she rubbed her scraped elbows, he walked up neatly behind her, her curly tail completely useless to stop him as he wedged his nose between her legs, opening wide to [i]slurp[/i] nice, long, and then [i]deep[/i]. She was an open platter for the German Shepherd, tossing her head back and [i]whining[/i] as he penetrated her.\n\nSo rich, so ready, so [i]fertile[/i]. The slender Pomeranian girl froze. She'd touched him, sure, but now he was reciprocating - much to her apparent surprise. She was probably more used to the way Craig and Benson had eaten her out, considering how she [i]groaned[/i] under her breath, dug her claws into the earth, and [i]whined[/i] as she squeezed down around his big, forceful tongue. Since Niels was a stranger, [i]all[/i] of this would probably be unexpected to her. But Niels was a connoisseur, slurping and scenting and tasting every drop from her underage petals.\n\n``B-bad dog...'' she whined, but she didn't even [i]try[/i] to get up, her hind legs spreading apart. Her slender muzzle parted, panting loudly as she stared, wide-eyed at the insistent GSD eating her out. ``C'mon - stop!'' Ginny protested weakly.\n\nBut Niels hooked his paws around her thighs, a pale imitation of mounting. He was just putting his claws into her, marking his claim, pulling her backwards around his slurping tongue. She'd be tight as fuck, considering how his tongue squeaked through her fertile tunnel. His lower jaw shuddered at the taste, recalling the many dozens of times he'd claimed a young bitch before...half-a-decade ago. He knew what he'd been missing, but experiencing it again in the dog park had his heart pounding out of his chest. Yet even if they [i]were[/i] discovered, what would happen? He was just a dog doing dog things - totally not to blame. Spurred on, he poked his entire cold, wet nose into her clenching spade, puffing her cookie out almost like a knot.\n\n``Th-that's not [i]for [/i]you!'' she protested again, still quietly. She knew the danger as well as he did, except she [i]would[/i] be blamed. Was she so committed to Craig and his dog that she considered this cheating? It didn't matter, because her objections were soon drowned out by his large tongue throbbing through her entire little cunt, tickling her cervix. He thrust his red organ forward even as he opened his mouth, stretching her to her limits around his muzzle.\n\n``Aaah!'' she groaned, the first sound that might carry through the glade. But she clapped a hand to her mouth. ``Y-you can't, boy. Not like this... You're... a [i]dog![/i]'' As if she were new to that experience. His ears perked up, realizing she was already picturing the next steps. As if to oblige her, he pulled his nose and tongue out of her with loud, wet slurps, her juices drenching his face. [i]So good[/i]. She crouched there, her pussy bouncing eagerly, out of breath. Fear was written across her face, which surprised Niels until her next line. ``I-I'm in [i]heat[/i]...''\n\nOf course - she didn't know that Benson wasn't fixed. She didn't know that he'd already left her three full tie-fulls of rich, fertile cum deep where it mattered most. She was brimming with Bloodhounds, but thought that [i]Niels[/i] was the problem. He wished he could tell her not to worry, but that would blow his cover. Well, she'd come around...\n\nHe hopped onto her back, his belly pinning her skirt uselessly up her back. ``No - wait,'' she cried again, staring back only to wince as she saw his throbbing dick again. She'd been eager to touch it and taste it, but now it was cocked and loaded, and he had a full magazine swinging between his legs. He clung tight, scratching her thighs, but she didn't run or fight it. She glanced around the glade, ears flat, trying to weigh the odds of getting caught, or perhaps whether or not to cry out for help. ``No, no, no, no...'' she chanted as he put her on a time limit, shoving his hips flush with hers and searching for that sopping, drool-coated cunny. ``Please!'' she whined, and now Niels saw it.\n\n[i]Tears[/i]. Ginny was crying. The little slut wanted the sex but not the consequences. Well, she didn't know it was already too late. He wasn't really doing anything wrong - she'd be all over him if she knew it was safe. So, it was either let her go because she didn't know any better, or... well, he couldn't [i]tell[/i] her. She thought he was just a pet dog. The kind of guy that did what he wanted, [i]took[/i] what he wanted. She knew what he would do and wasn't calling out for help. Honestly, if he backed off now, she'd be [i]suspicious[/i]. Everything pointed him down the path he knew he had to take. She might cry, but her [i]pussy[/i] would thank him for it.\n\nIn the end, he knew more than she did. He knew better.\n\nSo, he [i]thrust[/i].\n\nBright red tip met quivering pink pussy, and she parted easily for him. It had been years, but the feral German Shepherd remembered quickly what it felt like, pushing into the young bitch, her tail eagerly curled up over her back even though she was shivering, crying, and biting her lip. Niels' tongue lolled out as he humped his way up and into the obedient little girl, who'd barely even tried to run at all after he had started licking her. She'd worked his cock, then accepted his tongue, [i]deep[/i], and now she was fulfilling [i]her[/i] end of the bargain, staying still and quiet as she stretched wide around the college guy's cock.\n\n``Ohhh!'' she whined softly, the powerful male bearing down on her. Niels could tell her resistance was mostly show, as the Pomeranian started pushing back against him, bucking her hips up and down around his fat cock. ``Nnngh...bad dog,'' she whimpered. ``My parents are gonna [i]kill[/i] me.''\n\nLook how quickly she was coming around to taking his puppies - Benson would be glad to know that; he'd appeared to feel pretty guilty about continuing to raw dog her underage baby-chamber. What a surprise when Ginny had Bloodhounds instead of shepherds.\n\n``Help! [b][i]HELP![/i][/b]'' the girl cried. Loud, and not at all timid. Niels blinked. He hadn't expected her to actually try to put a stop to this, at whatever cost of humiliation. ``Mom! Dad!'' she squealed.\n\n[i]They were [/i]here?[i] Benson said she walked the dog alone[/i]. Frantic, the GSD realized he needed to seal the deal quick or flee, and he was [i]not[/i] about to give up after finally scoring a bitch to his liking for the first time in six years. Leaning forward, he humped harder, faster, keeping his knot buried inside those swollen, fertile lips. If she'd known better, she might have reached between her legs and tried to keep him out. Instead, she took each blow with a loud whine, groaning as he inflated inside her. He wouldn't have time to savor this bitch, but he wasn't leaving empty-handed, and [i]she[/i] wasn't leaving empty-wombed. He grunted and panted, his balls slapping her ass. After all, to everyone at the dog park, he was just a dog. No one could blame him for mounting a willing bitch in heat!\n\nReaching down, he grabbed Ginny by the hackles and [i]yanked[/i] her head back, cutting off her cries for help. This bought him a precious few more seconds before her parents finally located her. Her mother showed first, her eyes widened as she stumbled around the shed to behold her young daughter groaning beneath him, balls deep. He held himself there, feeling his knot grow, knowing that any second it would be too late.\n\nThen her father rounded the bend, reaching out his helpless paw toward his daughter and gasping, ``Juno!''\n\n[i]Ginny, right? He...mispronounced his own daughter's name?[/i]\n\nMom said it, too. ``Juno, get out from under him, [i]now![/i]''\n\n``I - I can't, Mom!'' Juno whined.\n\nLittle did she realize that she really couldn't. That is - unless Niels backed down [i]now[/i]. He gritted his teeth, biting down on Juno's neck, realizing that [i]he'd gotten the wrong girl[/i]. No wonder she didn't look fourteen. She barely looked [b][i]twelve[/i][/b]. He'd just come across a barely pubescent girl in the dog park and [i]forced[/i] himself on her. She'd surely never done anything like this, but now he was pounding out her virginity, her empty womb [i]not[/i] filled with any Bloodhounds. She was [i]right[/i] to worry.\n\nAnd he could save her. He just had to yank back now - pretend like he'd been startled by the parents. He wasn't knotted, not yet. He was [i]raping[/i] a random pre-teen in the park, stealing her first time and pumping virile pre-cum right into her unprotected pussy. Come to think of it, he wasn't even sure she [i]was[/i] a Pomeranian. Didn't those dogs have longer fur?\n\nDespite it all...\n\nAfter everything...\n\nWith her parents watching in horror...\n\nHe couldn't bring himself to care.\n\nHe held himself just as deep, bucking slightly until he felt his knot catch, just seconds before Mr. Juno reached him. Strong arms grabbed his hips and tried to pull him off the man's daughter, but she just got yanked back with Niels. One look at their tie told the girl's Dad that he was too late. He just dropped his jaw and fell backward onto his butt, staring hopelessly as Niels resumed pumping his little girl.\n\n``It's too late...!'' he grimaced.\n\n``Mom, help!'' Juno wept, her nails in the ground.\n\n``I'm sorry, honey,'' the woman said, kneeling in front of her daughter. ``It'll be okay, I promise. Just...let it happen, okay?''\n\nJuno whined and hung her head, barely able to stay upright against Niels renewed bucks. He'd never felt like [i]this[/i] before. He'd forced himself on a couple of girls back when he didn't know any better, but never like this. And not in [i]front of her parents[/i]. His heart surged, his balls aching for release. This was the hottest moment of his [i]entire[/i] life. Letting go of her scruff, he [i]howled [/i]as hard as he could, already caught, yet free as a bird, proudly announcing his conquest to the whole park. He jabbed three more times, his knot still growing until she bulged lewdly outward, the wet seal ready to keep everything inside. Then, intentionally lifting his tail right in front of her dad, his balls [i]pulsed[/i]. He churned out a full, fresh load, shooting wetly inside her, splattering her immature little cervix.\n\nJuno clenched hard around him, his knot throbbing against her untried clit until the tan dog dissolved into shuddering little humps, whining and barking like a feral as she felt the hot, bubbling cum shoot straight into her waiting womb. She knew she was in heat, which meant she knew what was about to happen inside her, the warm sloshing inside her like a whirlpool to seek out what might be her first heat's worth of eggs. And yet she moaned like a pro in a porn film, her parents forgotten, her body trembling as she came and came and [i]came[/i] and [b][i]came[/i][/b] around him, her wet arousal squelching wetly with his amorous contributions to bulge her abdomen, the fat tie locking them together.\n\nAs if that weren't enough, her dog - a [i]husky[/i] girl - had just arrived, only to be restrained by the dad, followed by curious dog park visitors, following the piercing howl, and the concurrent moans and groans. Their audience grew from 2 to 13 in about two minutes, while Niels and Juno were still preoccupied by the sheer bliss that invaded their minds.\n\n``Whose dog is this!?'' Juno's Dad exclaimed furiously, his hands shaking.\n\nOf course, no one claimed Niels - he didn't even have a collar on.\n\n``Looks like a stray...?'' someone suggested.\n\n``Yeah, I don't see a collar; and he's definitely - ahem - intact...'' another one said, looking apologetically at the dad.\n\nIt was Juno's mom who suggested everyone [i]stop just watching[/i]. She shooed all the looky-loos away just in time to spare Juno the worst of it, as the girl came down from her high with only the barest acknowledgement that she'd just been a public spectacle. Niels could hardly believe it, his balls aching from the sheer arousal he'd felt. And there was nothing they could do about it! He'd knocked up an underage girl [i]against her will[/i], in front of her very parents, and the law knew no better. Canine jaws were naturally shaped to look like a grinning face, so the German Shepherd was easily able to hide his wide smile as he stepped off his new bitch - the first of many - and turned around, tucking and folding his tail as much as he could to allow Juno's father the best view of their bulging, wet tie.\n\nJuno was scared when she finally stopped moaning like a bitch in front of her parents. While Niels continued to dump his nuts in her, warm cum spilling in through their conjoined genitals, Juno whimpered, ``What's going to happen, Mommy?''\n\n``We'll take care of it, dear,'' she said, sharing a worried glance with her husband. They knew well enough that there were no abortions after the federal ban, and plan B had similarly been restricted. Hell, it was hard to get the [i]pill[/i]. They might be able to convince a doctor to help them considering the father of the puppies, but most had closed down shop completely. Their only hope was that it didn't [i]take[/i]. Niels could only grin at the idea that they'd find out [i]way[/i] too late that the father of Juno's puppies was no mere dog when the little fluffballs began to speak. They'd be planning for pets to give away and end up instead with two to four [i]grandchildren[/i]. ``Probably,'' the mother lied, ``nothing will come of this.''\n\nJuno nodded tearfully.\n\nNiels didn't hold back, overexerting the muscles in his hips and pelvis, purposefully squeezing and humping and tugging between every involuntary spasm to get every drop into the girl, the many-times-over father adding to his hit list. He'd hoped to find Ginny - slut, already pregnant, down to fuck, but instead he'd found an even younger little virgin, in heat, ripe, and empty for filling. Now he was done fucking her, getting ready to pull out and go home. Benson was going to lose his fucking [i]shit[/i]. This couldn't have worked out bett - \n\n[i]Click![/i]\n\nNiels was pulled out of his reverie by the sudden fastening of a collar around his neck.\n\n[i]Wait...[/i] he thought, barely managing not to speak out. But Dad was ready with an extra collar and a leash. ``We need to take this dog to the vet - it looks like those puncture wounds broke the skin; he bit her pretty good. On top of everything else, he might have rabies, for all we know...''\n\n[i]Wait, what!? [/i]Niels whipped his head around in a panic. Eyes landing on the feral husky, he saw her sitting obediently next to their mother, absent of her leash and collar, and realized it was now on [i]him[/i].\n\n``Rabies!?'' Juno gasped.\n\n``Don't worry, it's just a precaution and there's just a simple shot to fix it,'' their mother explained.\n\nThe father added firmly, ``Either way, we're at least getting him fixed, so this will never happen to anyone [i]else[/i].''\n\n[i]Wait, [/i][b][i]WHAT!?[/i][/b]\n\nNiels wasn't going [b]anywhere.[/b]\n\n", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Ginny broke off her kiss, looking up into Craig's eyes.  ``I wanted to talk to you about something...''

Craig cocked his head, his large, pointy white ears perked.  The fluffy Samoyed knew from experience that ``we need to talk'' was rife with unfortunate bombshells.  Still, if this was to be their third and last date, at least he'd gotten lucky twice, and hopefully one more time for ``old time's sake''.  Besides, he was racking up favors he owed Benson, asking his former college roommate to pretend to be his pet dog for the third time in five days.  ``...Yes?''

She hesitated.  It was a big deal.  Lower lip trembling, the cute, yellow, fourteen-year-old Pomeranian looked up at the twenty-year-old that she thought was a junior in high school and said, ``I... uh... I wanna see you with Oona.''

Craig blinked.  Then he laughed.  That wasn't what he'd expected.  ``What the fuck, Ginny?  She's a pet.''  Never mind that the last time he'd seen Oona was a few minutes prior, bucking eagerly beneath Benson in the midst of her heat.  Benson certainly didn't mind fucking a pet.

Ginny blushed, looking down.  ``I just thought... I like watching the dogs go at it, but I thought it might be really...special if you did it, too.  I know it's... um... taboo.  Sorry, I think I'm just getting carried away by kissing you,'' she ended, covering her eyes with a hand.

``Do you really want to watch me with another girl, even if she's your dog?  I only got so much in me each visit, you know, babe.  Don't want you to miss out on me,'' he replied, cockily.

She shook her head fervently.  ``No, no, I do.  I want to share you with Oona.  Please?''  The Samoyed didn't need to know her ulterior motive.  If she could convince Craig to fuck Oona, perhaps she could convince him to let her fuck Benson.  On their second date, there'd been no time to sneak off with the Bloodhound stud, and she'd spent the whole night aching for the ``pet'' dog.  She'd play the long con and get him to think it was his own idea to let her fuck the massive hound dog.  He didn't have to know that she'd already tied the knot with his dog on their first date.

Craig wasn't too sure.  By now, Benson had surely made a mess of the Bloodhound bitch, and he wasn't the sort of guy who liked sloppy seconds.  ``Well... maybe if you clean her up for me.''

``Deal!'' she yipped.  It wasn't something she necessarily looked forward to, but that was a tiny price to pay for convincing her new boyfriend to fuck a dog.  Everyone knew you saved bestiality for the third date, right?

The Samoyed cocked his head.  She'd gone from cutely uncertain to confident in zero to sixty.  He'd only been flirting, but she was really serious.  Craig wasn't like Benson.  The feral college bro claimed to be mostly interested in two-leggers, but this was the third night in a week that he was breeding a dumb pet.  And it really was breeding, despite what Ginny thought.  As far as she knew, Benson had a vasectomy, and Craig was 16, but both twenty-year-olds were aware they were taking advantage and leaving Oona with a belly full of pups.  They'd be dumb, of course, so Ginny still wouldn't be able to guess Benson was anything but a two-year-old Bloodhound.

Craig wasn't lying when he said he wasn't attracted to four-leggers.  I mean, what normal person was?  Much, much less so when she was a literal animal.  Still, he had to admit it was amusing to watch his ex-roommate plowing the fertile bitch.  It didn't really squick him, so it if helped him get a few more fucks out of Ginny before he got bored with her, was it really so bad?

But the Pomeranian was already in the next room, helping the Bloodhounds untie.  Sure enough, Benson had gone all the way again, rump-to-rump with the year-old bitch.  His knot was tugging hard at her oversized, bloated spade, Benson just shuddering and groaning as the fourteen-year-old girl handled his junk.  But she seemed to know what she was doing, waiting patiently until he was flaccid enough.  ``Good girl,'' she cooed, petting the satisfied feral.

Standing in the doorway, Craig said, ``I never knew girls could be so damn horny.''

Ginny laughed.  ``I was getting pretty desperate.  The boys at Pendleton are so immature compared to you.''

If she only knew how mature.  But the feminine Samoyed had always looked younger than he actually was.  ``You're really going to do it...'' he huffed.

``Of course,'' she grinned, finally pulling the dogs free.  Here, Oona!'' she called, beckoning the second female to her parent's bedroom.  ``Up, up!'' she called, and Craig watched the dripping Bloodhound hop onto the sheets, never minding the mess she was leaving on the covers.  Craig closed the door behind them, not wanting Benson to see what he was up to.  With luck, he could keep this whole thing just between Ginny and him.

``Got any paper towels?'' Craig asked.

``Roll over,'' Ginny panted, thinking of Benson.  This was all for him.  She was going to really push her boundaries, just to get with Benson again.  She sat on the bed beside Oona as the yearling rolled onto her back, her freshly creamed cookie gushing between her legs.  ``Don't need `em,'' she replied, lowering her muzzle directly down the Bloodhound's belly.  Oona was her best friend, after all.  She didn't mind at all giving the ol' girl a little dessert for her meal.  Taking a deep breath, she made eye contact with Craig before gingerly licking at Benson's copious contributions.

Despite himself, Craig's eyes widened.  God, she was a slut.  It was hard to believe she was only fourteen, because he couldn't convince any of the college girls he'd dated to even swallow.  The cute Pomeranian even wagged her tail as she gulped down Benson's cum, never realizing the dog was halfway through a Bachelor's in economics.  Oona was wagging too, rubbing her head in the sheets with her paws tucked up to her chest, groaning in a very unladylike way.  She liked it even better when Ginny used her hands, spreading that sopping spade apart to lick even deeper, hands now soaked.

Craig was rock hard, waiting patiently to...fuck a dog?  He was shivering!  Ginny's muzzle was a mess now, and she wiped her lip, sliding her cum-soaked paws down to her heat-soaked pussy.  Craig froze, realizing that while she thought Benson was fixed, he definitely wasn't, but it was too late to stop her from rubbing her own crotch with the college boy's cum.  Not likely to take, but what a surprise if it did!  He couldn't exactly warn her without giving away the game, though, so he let her grease herself up with his fresh, fertile cum, his dick surging.  Oona looked much cleaner now, so he took a step forward.

``Not uh!  Condom up,'' she chided.

Fuck, right. As far as she knew, Oona hadn't been bred yet, and Craig could give her puppies.  He should have lied about himself getting the twist - but then he'd probably have knocked up Ginny by now, and he didn't need the heat.  Oh well, one unnecessary condom was fine.  He fumbled with it, but slid the rubber down his glistening length.  ``You really want this...?'' he asked.

``Fuck, yes,'' Ginny groaned, spreading Oona's legs with her hands.

The dog looked confused at first as the Samoyed climbed over her, but she was in heat.  When his dog cock tickled her pussy, she figured it out, whimpering and keeping still.  ``You're gonna owe me for this,'' Craig suggested.

``If you want, I'll fuck Benson in front of you,'' she suggested casually.

Fuck...  Lying about his age was one thing, but letting her fuck his ``dog'' when it was actually another guy every bit as old as he was...?  He had to admit there was an appeal, but he couldn't explain why he'd need to put a condom on the old boy.  Otherwise... his summer fling would get pregnant - with Bloodhounds.  He shook his head.  ``No, I want you all to myself.  And Oona...''

She bit her lip, wagging.

With that, Craig slotted himself into Oona, pushing down and up into the whining bitch.  He was fucking a pet dog, and he was about as turned on as he'd ever been, grinning at the underage girl that was watching like a devoted fangirl.  He wasn't bigger than Benson, so the Bloodhound's gaping spade opened easily around him, squelching open and then squeezing closed, Oona working her hips up and down as she humped his cock.

Gritting his teeth, he groaned, ``When I was picking you up at the dog park, I never thought I'd be picking up your dog as well...''

The young, naked girl rubbed herself, just a foot away, and giggled, ``I had to test you first to see if you were good enough for her.  Good boy!'' she praised.

He growled ruefully at the little minx.  ``She's not as tight as you,'' he panted, his thrusts shaking the squeaking bed.

Ginny groaned, saying, ``Course - not after three times with Benson.''  He didn't like the way she said that quite as much, but he was quickly distracted as the Pom leaned down to kiss her own dog on the lips, an upside-down kiss like in the movies.  The dog eagerly complied, lapping up into her owner's mouth.  ``Your turn,'' she said, but she didn't offer to kiss him.  Instead, she pointed to Oona.

Fair enough, he thought.  He was already fucking her.  Leaning down, he tilted his muzzle and kissed Oona on the lips, pushing his tongue into the dog's mouth before the whimpering bitch immediately pushed back.  Her powerful tongue outmatched his in a second, slamming up into him and guzzling his saliva, licking along inside his cheeks.  He moaned in surprise at the passion the seventy-pound bitch brought to her licks. His dick surged, and soon they were Frenching hard back and forth, much to Ginny's delight.  Grunting, Craig slid his paws down beneath Oona's buttcheeks, propping her up as he humped harder and faster, panting into her mouth.

Then Ginny was behind him, under his tail.  Like that, she was huffing and rubbing his ass, spurning on gasps and yelps alike when her tongue madly wrapped around his trembling sack.  ``Knot her, Craig.  Tie your Bloodhound bitch!''  Craig didn't know she had an ulterior motive.

Now Oona was wailing like a good Bloodhound would, her creaky howl echoing through the house.  If Benson wasn't sure what was happening before, he'd probably guess now.  Oh well, it's not like he could criticize Craig - he'd knocked the bitch up!  Well, it was hard to refuse such a polite request, especially with her young tongue slurping up his balls and her hands snaking up between them to spread Oona's triangular cunt.  ``I can't believe I'm... fucking a dog!'' he groaned.  ``Won't be able to brag about this at school,'' he added, doing his typical minimum effort to keep up the ruse.

With Ginny's help, he popped right into the whining bitch, only for the Bloodhound to clench down hard and start pumping away at him.  ``Oh... fffff -'' he grunted and came, shooting his load straight into the tip of his condom, bloating out inside the little bitch.  She had no idea this breeding wouldn't take the same way.  Craig could barely stay upright, his head falling over as she worked his cock, leaning forward close enough for Oona to kiss him again, and he lost it, kissing her back just as hard and grinding against her, uselessly firing a few more shots at the end of his powerful bucks.  Honestly, except for the tightness, the pet dog was almost as good as Ginny!  Who was, of course, still lapping away at the base of his dick and balls. He'd started cruising for high schoolers thinking they'd be easy to coerce, but he'd never expected to find someone like the Pomeranian.

They coiled together, cumming and groaning for several minutes, tongues entwined, even after Ginny had stepped back.  He was tied nice and firm and looked sleepy.  Perfect.  Stepping forward, she massaged his back as his balls squeezed their last pulse, locked in the embrace of her dog.  Thanks, Oona.  Doing her part to share her boy toy, Benson.  ``I - I made a mess of myself,'' she panted in Craig's ear.  ``You relax while I wash up, okay?''

``Mmmmrmr,'' was all of his muffled response she could pick up, still trying  -  and still failing  -  to compete with the overpowering tongue subduing his own, resting his full weight on the happy bitch beneath him.

He didn't even notice Ginny's tail wagging as the fourteen-year-old rushed out of the bedroom.  ``Benson, come,'' she commanded once the door was shut.

Curious, the Bloodhound followed the young girl with an appraising eye she didn't notice.  He paused, but only for a second before following her into the master bathroom, where she locked the door.  Panting heavily, Ginny knelt down to Benson's level and kissed him on the cheek.  ``Come on, boy.  Remember?''  She stood and presented her trembling, heat-swollen spade, still dripping with what he falsely assumed was Craig's cum.

Where was Craig?  Was he with Oona!?  Benson only had to sniff twice to overcome whatever hesitation he might've had.  Who cared if it was Craig's - there was a bitch in heat to taste!  Reaching up with his greedy gullet, he guzzled the Freshman, making sure to flick his tongue in a tight hook to rub her internal clit.  Groaning, Ginny put her hands on the Bloodhound's head, holding him to her as her knees shook, until she fell backwards unceremoniously onto the toilet.

At least they keep the place nice and clean, he thought, spurred on by the taste of her menstruation.  His large tail wagged as he ate her out, wondering if Craig knew his little fling was more interested in his dog than in him.  God, she tasted sweet.

Could he really do it again?  He'd already tied her once, which meant she was probably pregnant.  `Fourteen and Pregnant' wasn't even a show on T.V. yet.  But if she had dodged that bullet, how dare he risk it once more? Secretly in this cramped bathroom... with a tight, eager, underaged girl, begging for him... right here, right now... breeding her like he had her pet dog.. right under Craig's nose...  His hips were already humping the air by the time she groaned, flipped around, and mounted the toilet.  

Benson instantly clambered after her, taking the feral method acting to heart, curling over her splayed out rump, curled Pomeranian tail well out of the way.  Doggystyle.  He'd been against that position since he used to be a diehard two-legger fan, but since fucking Oona... he could see the appeal.  He'd had Ginny missionary before, and this was too enticing.  She quivered excitedly, like she was in a rush, and now so was he, tucking his paws around her waist and firing up his thrusts.  ``Oh... yes, Benson!'' she groaned, spreading her legs as far as they would go and propping up her ass until she felt him, hard and wet against her immature little spade.

``Not too loud,'' she suggested, though she felt silly talking to a dog.

But it seemed to work, the Bloodhound biting his lip as he leaned forward, pressing her against the toilet so that her small breasts dripped sweat into the bowl.  Her knuckles were white as she clutched the toilet seat, waiting, waiting, wai -

Thrust!

Without warning, the horny Bloodhound humped up at an angle, fitting perfectly with the young teen's proffered pussy.  Like Oona, she seemed made for him, her fertile cunny spreading wide around his fat cock.  They were together, humping on the bathroom toilet, her thinking she was fucking a dog, while he delighted in breeding an inattentive high-schooler seven years younger than he was. Despite the twinge of guilt, he was drooling all over her back, hammering up into the young bitch.

``Mmph!  Oh!  Benson!'' she grunted rhythmically, her own hips a flurry of up and downs as she massaged his dick.  So hard and thick, she worked her way back against him until he bottomed out, his slowly growing knot rubbing her aching lips.  Bare, unprotected, she shivered, grateful that he was ``snipped'', despite his big, heavy balls slapping her ass.  She knew she shouldn't, but she couldn't help it, reaching down between her legs to spread her cookie wide, meeting his thrusts with her own powerful pushes.  She wanted that half-formed knot now, before it grew too big to fit.  If Craig caught her, so be it.  She had to feel his full, throbbing doghood again.

In for a penny, in for a pound, Benson grinned.  He'd joined Craig on this crazy adventure just planning to pretend to be a dog for one day so he could get his rocks off in a fourteen-year-old, merely because he owed the Samoyed one.  But now he'd fucked her and her dog, raw dogging them both in the depths of their heat!  What was one more tie?  With a grunt, he pounded even harder into her spread lips, lunging his hind legs off the tiled floor, until he heard the tell-tale pop! of a good seal.  Ginny trembled on the end of the toilet, her vulva bulging lewdly.  ``So... big!'' she whined, her slender hips a blur.

She'd finally managed to land a boyfriend, and one with similar interests to her, and she'd gone steady hardly a minute with Craig before cheating on him with his own dog!  She hated that she was lying to him, but she couldn't exactly explain that Benson was already a better fuck.  His rock-hard dick pistoned back and forth just a few inches in her swollen pussy, grinding that fat knot against her clit.  She was panting and drooling on the toilet seat, eyes rolling back in her head when the big Bloodhound reached down to grab the scruff of her neck in his powerful jaws.

They could only strain and squeeze against each other for another twenty seconds, thrust after thrust, until a dozen pumps proved too many for the eager male.  The slap, slap of his balls halted suddenly, his large, fertile sac tensed up and clenching against Ginny's ass as he bellowed and came, the relief that washed over Benson easily overwhelming the guilt he felt at squeezing another heavy load into her immature, quivering womb.  Two litters, one dumb, one smart for the little Pomeranian and her dog.  Her parents should be so proud...

Gasping and whining for more than a minute, Ginny realized she wasn't going to untie faster than Craig. She knew there was a good chance he heard Benson's orgasmic howl, but she wanted to at least try to hide her one-week infidelity. If she was going to wash the Bloodhound's scent off her, she'd have to get started right away.  ``C'mon, boy,'' she urged, tugging the Bloodhound over to the tub with her.  Still joined at the genitals, she climbed in, rump-to-rump with her bulging pussy resting on the edge of the porcelain bathtub.  Thank God the shower head was facing in the right direction, because she couldn't stand.  She managed to turn on the water, getting wet and applying soap on all fours while Benson avoided the large majority of the splashing, gritting his teeth and finishing up his blissful breeding.  The cold water did help shrink his tie, and Ginny was grateful when the strain on their conjoined private parts finally split, her gushing cunny already neatly in the tub.

Still, it took nearly three minutes of careful washing to clear out her taut, lightly furred spade, and another minute to knock the scent off her fur and dry herself off.  But she made it - she let Benson out of the bath and rejoined her boyfriend only to find him sleeping on a contented Oona, still buried neatly inside her.

She was about to wake the supposed high school junior when she froze.  Let sleeping dogs lie, right?  Closing the door with her on the opposite side, she turned back to Benson and grinned widely, ``Got another round in ya, boy?''

He caught himself before he almost said ``Fuck, yeah!''  Wagging his tail was answer enough.

* * * * *

``The Bolts were robbed last night,'' Niels complained.  He always talked to his friends about Tackleball, much to their exhaustion, but Benson was usually into it.

``Yeah,'' the Bloodhound replied, absentmindedly bobbing his head to the country music playing in his dorm room.

``Something wrong?'' the dog asked.

Niels wasn't his roommate, but he was the closest thing to.  He had an official roommate - Mical the Great Dane, but the huge two-legger was always either at classes, tackleball practice, or out with his many, many girlfriends.  Or maybe they were all platonic?  He certainly never used Benson's room for any private interactions.

Niels, however, was a feral German Shepherd with some of the same interests.  Well, at least they both liked country music and tackleball.  Now though, Benson had a new overlap with Niels.  ``Well, yes and no.  I mean yes.  Fuck, I don't know.  Yeah, definitely wrong.''

Blinking, the GSD turned in place and said, ``Alright, what happened? Spit it out.''

``Fine.''  He paused, scratching his droopy ear with a back paw.  ``I guess you're really the only person I can talk to about this.  You remember Mary?''

That was a rhetorical question, Niels knew.  After all, he'd told Benson all about Mary's ongoing importance to himself.  His first fuck when he was six.  She'd been eight, but as a feral, that meant she'd been through puberty for years, just like he had.  Of course, they'd both been taught not to give in to their hormones, but it was easy to say and difficult to manage, when the Poodle you'd been friends with suddenly went into heat during a sleepover.  That was the last time they'd been together - she moved away to raise his three puppies in a new town that didn't know what had happened.

But becoming a father wasn't her ``ongoing importance'' to Niels.  He'd been pretty drunk when he told Benson, but something told the German Shepherd that the Bloodhound wouldn't betray his trust.  When Niels was eight, he'd had his second fuck.  Sneaking off to the school bathroom, he'd accidentally walked into the wrong bathroom, only to find another eight-year-old feral in heat.  She wasn't wearing her pad, since she'd just peed.  Shivering, he'd pushed his way into the stall with the quivering Foxhound.  She knew enough to say `no' at first, but one lick and she'd whimpered and spread her legs.

This time, he wasn't caught.  She wasn't `no tattletale'.  He wasn't even sure how many puppies she had, since she moved away shortly after she started to show.  He couldn't even remember her name.

He was eleven when he ran into nine-year-old Missy at a friend's birthday party.  She was there to play with his friend's little sister, and she was the first two-legger he fucked.  The Dachshund made an odd figure with her long body and short arms and legs, but she'd beckoned him to follow her into a closet where she whispered that she had never seen a four-legged dog's penis before.  They met off-and-on for almost a year, playing it safe with her heat, until they couldn't find a condom.  She was puffy but promised she was safe, and that was the last chance Niels got to fuck the pudgy wiener dog.  At least she blamed the puppies on some homeless GSD that lived in the neighborhood.

Then Justine when he was twelve, Ramona when he was thirteen, Cassie when he was fifteen.  He kept getting older, but they were always between eight and twelve, and all of them except Ramona left with puppies.  All this to answer Benson's drunken question about why Niels never dated anyone at the college.  When he was eight, he liked fucking kids and eating Oreos.  Unlike most people, at 22, he still liked both things.  Too bad there weren't many pre-teens at the local bar scene.

A father five times over, but he hadn't fucked since he was fifteen years old  -  involuntarily celibate.  He knew the guys at college thought he was a virgin cuck, but the truth was far worse.

Benson sighed.  ``I'm starting to see the appeal.''

``What?''

Benson tossed his head, droopy lips flopping back and forth.  ``I... dammit.  I've been doing something...something bad, and I don't know if I want to stop.''

The German Shepherd jumped up and closed the distance, practically nose to nose with Benson now.  ``Okay, spill. Every. Single. Detail. You cannot just leave me hanging.  Not after what I told you.''

Benson sighed, shaking his head and deciding to ignore the Shepherd's hyperactive tail and rapidly bulging sheath.

``Alright, but you better strap yourself in, Niels.''

* * * * *

He wasn't used to being so naked.  Niels lifted his head and scented the air, a strong mix of different odors tickling his strong nasal passages.  He wouldn't be able to detect her by scent alone.  There was more than one bitch in heat at this dog park.

He shivered, a little nervous. There was a back gate to the fenced area where the medium-to-large dogs played, obscured by the trees that formed a somewhat dense glade in the corner.  He'd waited until 3:00 PM, when Benson said Ginny tended to walk Oona, and then slipped in through the gate while no one was watching.  If they'd seen the feral casually operating the handle meant for intelligent quadrupedal citizens, they'd have wondered why a four-legger was going alone, naked, to a public dog park.  That alone might have gotten a call from the cops.

Now, though, he was in and he was perfectly undercover.  It felt weird.  He wondered if Benson had felt the same way, noticing how people's eyes slid across him without meeting his own.  Some people loved him, because he was of course, the popular breed of a German Shepherd, other people were too busy with their own internal lives to even notice.  He was just a dog to the others in the park, and no one took a second thought to comprehend there was no person with him.

The other dogs also treated him as one of them, which meant a lot of rather unpleasant sniffs, and even a few raised tails.  It seemed most people at the park also hadn't bothered to spay or neuter their furbabies.  He probably could have led that slutty Weimaraner into the woods and left her his sixth litter, but he wasn't like Benson.  He had no interest in fucking pet dogs.  He was here for a curled Pomeranian tail.

Benson had no idea that he'd given enough information away to be useful to Niels, but a young Pomeranian, in heat, willing to fuck a pet dog?  Too stupid to realize she was pumping underneath a horny frat boy instead?  He couldn't pass up the opportunity.  He'd never thought of trying to fuck little girls as a pet dog.  It was the perfect crime.  Even if they caught him, he'd get off scot-free!

And so, he watched and he waited, occasionally lifting a leg on a tree to keep up appearances, chase a tennis ball, and shiver contemptibly as various kids and full-grown adults knelt and petted him, completely unaware he was majoring in Business at Hemsforth College.  Oh, the complements he got.

His ears perked up as he heard the back gate open.  Did Ginny use the treeside entrance?  He padded over there, listening intently and crouching among the brush.

``Go on, have fun!'' a young, female voice called out.

Niel's heart surged.  Creeping forward, he saw her, holding a light blue leash.  Tan fur, curled tail, and so, so young.  Benson hadn't specified her age, just pointed out that she looked even younger than she was, and he wasn't kidding.  The young girl was practically flat beneath that tied-off t-shirt, her ass similarly slender beneath her cute, green skirt.  The oldest she could possibly be was fourteen, but in his mind she was Mary, or better, Missy.  It didn't take much to imagine she was nine.

To double-down on his confidence, he remained hidden long enough to scent this new addition to the dog park.  Sure enough, the scent of her heat wafted to him, though unsurprisingly, it was weak.  Must be fading after four fresh batches of seed from a fertile Bloodhound.  She had no idea the mistake she'd made.

Ginny watched from the treeline for some time before Niels crept out from the bush, walking up behind the young two-legger.

``Oh!  Who are you?'' she asked, pointed ears perking up as she beheld the four-legged shepherd.  ``Haven't seen you around here before.''

Niels of course couldn't respond, and they were far too close to the main area to enact his plan.  He sat, staring up at the five-foot girl, resisting the urge to duck his head just a foot or two to look up her skirt.  She had glistening black dress shoes and long white songs pulled up just shy of her knee, playing so cute and innocent despite what he knew she was doing with Benson and Craig.  But would she be so horny as to give in to some random stud at the dog park?  He'd have to play his cards right.

Ginny knelt next to the unfamiliar face until she was nose to nose with the German Shepherd, reaching out to pat his head and his fluffy neck.  It was so weird for Niels to be treated like this so casually by someone he'd just met, but of course it was completely natural - she thought he was a mindless animal!  He nuzzled her, pretending to pant dumbly, leaning into her touch before pulling away and leaping toward the deeper brush.

``Wait - !'' she yipped, the young Pomeranian standing and reaching a paw out toward him.

Niels paused, glancing over his shoulder at her and wagging his tail, just long enough to entice her, before dashing through the underbrush.

``Come back!'' she called, and he heard her footsteps following.

And now, to lead her someplace secluded - the toolshed?  No, he couldn't get inside - it was locked and filled with doggy bags and tools for gardening and fence repair.  But it made an excellent view-blocker, between the shed and the large hydrangeas on one side, a dense row of trees curling around the other end.  Only someone stumbling all the way into the clearing could see in.  The metal building might even muffle her sounds...

She followed him around it, her blue leash in her pocket now, and Niels rolled over onto his back, wagging his tail.  Oh, she could see him, definitely.  His plump sheath, his furless, taut balls...  He felt so exposed to Ginny, but from her perspective, this was completely normal.  She even laughed and crawled over next to him, her paws running through the fur on his belly.

Oh fffffuuu -  He thumped his tail against the ground as she rubbed his belly, the sensation pleasurable even if he hadn't been so fucking attracted to her. A four-legger laying on their back is supposed to be demeaning but fuck, this felt too good. His eyes rolled up in his head, tongue lolling upside-down out of his mouth.

``Good boy!'' she said, scratching wildly.

Groaning, Niels couldn't help it.  He hadn't been touched by such a young girl for more than five years, remembering all the times he'd been the one put upon.  Mary had come on to him after all, and Missy, too, again and again.  But Justine, Ramona, and Cassie had been increasingly due to pressure on his part.  It's not like he could claim ten-year-old Cassie had taken the lead with a fifteen-year-old friend-of-a-friend-of-a-friend.  She just hadn't known any better to stop him from humping her pregnant in her early first heat.

It felt good to be the passive participant again, letting the perverted Pomeranian have her way with the ``clueless'' canine.  Whimpering, he felt himself growing out in front of the young girl, and she was sure to noti -

``Woah...'' she said, instantly blushing.  He opened one eye to watch her embarrassed expression as she suddenly noticed her paw inching closer and close to his glistening maleness.  ``G-good boy,'' she added, weakly.  But instead of fleeing, the young girl glanced left and right.  Of course, Niels had drawn her to the perfect, private pleasure place, and she let out her held breath, scratching his belly some more.  But her eyes were on his growing pride and joy.

It was only a matter of time before the curious cutie reached lower.  She was holding her breath now, sliding her paw down to cup the belly of his shaft, her paw pads still soft from young age.  Benson was right, this girl was down to fuck, having barely met the photogenic pet before she was exploring him.  He rolled even further on his back, his head rubbing against the ground until his hind legs were parallel bars, spread to allow her slender arm access to his jiggling junk.  Her ``belly rubs'' now had a new target, and he swelled in her grasp, bucking his hips ever so slightly as the young girl pawed him off, biting her lower lip the whole time.

Lifting her paw, she left him for long enough to investigate the stickiness that clung to her paw, sniffing the large bead of precum that now graced her pads.  Not knowing what to do with it, she grimaced and wiped it off on Niels' belly fur.  She seemed nervous now, standing up and looking left and right again like she'd be expected any minute.  Of course, Oona would be too busy with the other dogs to notice or care if her owner was gone - or she'd have found them by now.  ``Gr-gross,'' the girl whined.  She turned to go.

What kind of little flirt tied the knot with her boyfriend and his dog, but couldn't handle a little cum on the hand?  He guessed those creampies were out of sight and out of mind.  Well, that he could do for the Pomeranian.  He was faster than her, chasing after her to grab her panties in his teeth.  He was nearly as heavy as her, and much stronger, so she paused there, eyes wide, looking over her shoulder like the Coppertone girl.

``Hey!'' she yelped, and tugged even harder, pulling her panties down to her upper thighs.  ``Hey!  Stupid dog!'' Ginny growled.

But he only tugged harder.  With a grunt, she dug her feet in and really pushed herself forward, the fabric on her waistband starting to pop as it was stretched too far.  His grip failing him, he waited for her strongest push yet and just...let go.

``Woah!'' she yelped, toppling face first to the ground in front of him, landing on her hands and knees.  ``Owww!'' she added, rubbing her elbows.

She didn't know what a view she was giving the amorous twenty-year-old.  Her panties were overstretched to the point of uselessness, falling limply around her knees, and her skirt had flopped up and onto her but with her curled tail.  That left her spade, shiny and swollen, deep pink in heat.  She probably wasn't even aware of the way she was winking for him, her fat pussy bouncing up and down and clenching in the cool air.

She wanted it.  He knew she did, with how readily she'd slutted herself out to a boy and his dog.  She was just afraid of getting caught.  Well, she didn't know how quiet he could be until he showed her.  While she rubbed her scraped elbows, he walked up neatly behind her, her curly tail completely useless to stop him as he wedged his nose between her legs, opening wide to slurp nice, long, and then deep.  She was an open platter for the German Shepherd, tossing her head back and whining as he penetrated her.

So rich, so ready, so fertile.  The slender Pomeranian girl froze.  She'd touched him, sure, but now he was reciprocating - much to her apparent surprise.  She was probably more used to the way Craig and Benson had eaten her out, considering how she groaned under her breath, dug her claws into the earth, and whined as she squeezed down around his big, forceful tongue.  Since Niels was a stranger, all of this would probably be unexpected to her.  But Niels was a connoisseur, slurping and scenting and tasting every drop from her underage petals.

``B-bad dog...'' she whined, but she didn't even try to get up, her hind legs spreading apart.  Her slender muzzle parted, panting loudly as she stared, wide-eyed at the insistent GSD eating her out.  ``C'mon - stop!'' Ginny protested weakly.

But Niels hooked his paws around her thighs, a pale imitation of mounting.  He was just putting his claws into her, marking his claim, pulling her backwards around his slurping tongue. She'd be tight as fuck, considering how his tongue squeaked through her fertile tunnel.  His lower jaw shuddered at the taste, recalling the many dozens of times he'd claimed a young bitch before...half-a-decade ago.  He knew what he'd been missing, but experiencing it again in the dog park had his heart pounding out of his chest.  Yet even if they were discovered, what would happen?  He was just a dog doing dog things - totally not to blame.  Spurred on, he poked his entire cold, wet nose into her clenching spade, puffing her cookie out almost like a knot.

``Th-that's not for you!'' she protested again, still quietly.  She knew the danger as well as he did, except she would be blamed.  Was she so committed to Craig and his dog that she considered this cheating?  It didn't matter, because her objections were soon drowned out by his large tongue throbbing through her entire little cunt, tickling her cervix.  He thrust his red organ forward even as he opened his mouth, stretching her to her limits around his muzzle.

``Aaah!'' she groaned, the first sound that might carry through the glade.  But she clapped a hand to her mouth.  ``Y-you can't, boy.  Not like this...  You're... a dog!''  As if she were new to that experience.  His ears perked up, realizing she was already picturing the next steps.  As if to oblige her, he pulled his nose and tongue out of her with loud, wet slurps, her juices drenching his face.  So good.  She crouched there, her pussy bouncing eagerly, out of breath.  Fear was written across her face, which surprised Niels until her next line.  ``I-I'm in heat...''

Of course - she didn't know that Benson wasn't fixed.  She didn't know that he'd already left her three full tie-fulls of rich, fertile cum deep where it mattered most.  She was brimming with Bloodhounds, but thought that Niels was the problem.  He wished he could tell her not to worry, but that would blow his cover.  Well, she'd come around...

He hopped onto her back, his belly pinning her skirt uselessly up her back.  ``No - wait,'' she cried again, staring back only to wince as she saw his throbbing dick again.  She'd been eager to touch it and taste it, but now it was cocked and loaded, and he had a full magazine swinging between his legs.  He clung tight, scratching her thighs, but she didn't run or fight it.  She glanced around the glade, ears flat, trying to weigh the odds of getting caught, or perhaps whether or not to cry out for help.  ``No, no, no, no...'' she chanted as he put her on a time limit, shoving his hips flush with hers and searching for that sopping, drool-coated cunny.  ``Please!'' she whined, and now Niels saw it.

Tears.  Ginny was crying.  The little slut wanted the sex but not the consequences.  Well, she didn't know it was already too late.  He wasn't really doing anything wrong - she'd be all over him if she knew it was safe.  So, it was either let her go because she didn't know any better, or... well, he couldn't tell her.  She thought he was just a pet dog.  The kind of guy that did what he wanted, took what he wanted.  She knew what he would do and wasn't calling out for help.  Honestly, if he backed off now, she'd be suspicious.  Everything pointed him down the path he knew he had to take.  She might cry, but her pussy would thank him for it.

In the end, he knew more than she did.  He knew better.

So, he thrust.

Bright red tip met quivering pink pussy, and she parted easily for him.  It had been years, but the feral German Shepherd remembered quickly what it felt like, pushing into the young bitch, her tail eagerly curled up over her back even though she was shivering, crying, and biting her lip.  Niels' tongue lolled out as he humped his way up and into the obedient little girl, who'd barely even tried to run at all after he had started licking her.  She'd worked his cock, then accepted his tongue, deep, and now she was fulfilling her end of the bargain, staying still and quiet as she stretched wide around the college guy's cock.

``Ohhh!'' she whined softly, the powerful male bearing down on her.  Niels could tell her resistance was mostly show, as the Pomeranian started pushing back against him, bucking her hips up and down around his fat cock.  ``Nnngh...bad dog,'' she whimpered.  ``My parents are gonna kill me.''

Look how quickly she was coming around to taking his puppies - Benson would be glad to know that; he'd appeared to feel pretty guilty about continuing to raw dog her underage baby-chamber.  What a surprise when Ginny had Bloodhounds instead of shepherds.

``Help!  HELP!'' the girl cried.  Loud, and not at all timid.  Niels blinked.  He hadn't expected her to actually try to put a stop to this, at whatever cost of humiliation.  ``Mom!  Dad!'' she squealed.

They were here?  Benson said she walked the dog alone.  Frantic, the GSD realized he needed to seal the deal quick or flee, and he was not about to give up after finally scoring a bitch to his liking for the first time in six years.  Leaning forward, he humped harder, faster, keeping his knot buried inside those swollen, fertile lips.  If she'd known better, she might have reached between her legs and tried to keep him out.  Instead, she took each blow with a loud whine, groaning as he inflated inside her.  He wouldn't have time to savor this bitch, but he wasn't leaving empty-handed, and she wasn't leaving empty-wombed.  He grunted and panted, his balls slapping her ass.  After all, to everyone at the dog park, he was just a dog.  No one could blame him for mounting a willing bitch in heat!

Reaching down, he grabbed Ginny by the hackles and yanked her head back, cutting off her cries for help.  This bought him a precious few more seconds before her parents finally located her.  Her mother showed first, her eyes widened as she stumbled around the shed to behold her young daughter groaning beneath him, balls deep.  He held himself there, feeling his knot grow, knowing that any second it would be too late.

Then her father rounded the bend, reaching out his helpless paw toward his daughter and gasping, ``Juno!''

Ginny, right?  He...mispronounced his own daughter's name?

Mom said it, too.  ``Juno, get out from under him, now!''

``I - I can't, Mom!'' Juno whined.

Little did she realize that she really couldn't.  That is - unless Niels backed down now.  He gritted his teeth, biting down on Juno's neck, realizing that he'd gotten the wrong girl.  No wonder she didn't look fourteen.  She barely looked twelve.  He'd just come across a barely pubescent girl in the dog park and forced himself on her.  She'd surely never done anything like this, but now he was pounding out her virginity, her empty womb not filled with any Bloodhounds.  She was right to worry.

And he could save her.  He just had to yank back now - pretend like he'd been startled by the parents.  He wasn't knotted, not yet.  He was raping a random pre-teen in the park, stealing her first time and pumping virile pre-cum right into her unprotected pussy.  Come to think of it, he wasn't even sure she was a Pomeranian.  Didn't those dogs have longer fur?

Despite it all...

After everything...

With her parents watching in horror...

He couldn't bring himself to care.

He held himself just as deep, bucking slightly until he felt his knot catch, just seconds before Mr. Juno reached him.  Strong arms grabbed his hips and tried to pull him off the man's daughter, but she just got yanked back with Niels.  One look at their tie told the girl's Dad that he was too late.  He just dropped his jaw and fell backward onto his butt, staring hopelessly as Niels resumed pumping his little girl.

``It's too late...!'' he grimaced.

``Mom, help!'' Juno wept, her nails in the ground.

``I'm sorry, honey,'' the woman said, kneeling in front of her daughter.  ``It'll be okay, I promise.  Just...let it happen, okay?''

Juno whined and hung her head, barely able to stay upright against Niels renewed bucks.  He'd never felt like this before.  He'd forced himself on a couple of girls back when he didn't know any better, but never like this.  And not in front of her parents.  His heart surged, his balls aching for release.  This was the hottest moment of his entire life.  Letting go of her scruff, he howled as hard as he could, already caught, yet free as a bird, proudly announcing his conquest to the whole park.  He jabbed three more times, his knot still growing until she bulged lewdly outward, the wet seal ready to keep everything inside.  Then, intentionally lifting his tail right in front of her dad, his balls pulsed.  He churned out a full, fresh load, shooting wetly inside her, splattering her immature little cervix.

Juno clenched hard around him, his knot throbbing against her untried clit until the tan dog dissolved into shuddering little humps, whining and barking like a feral as she felt the hot, bubbling cum shoot straight into her waiting womb.  She knew she was in heat, which meant she knew what was about to happen inside her, the warm sloshing inside her like a whirlpool to seek out what might be her first heat's worth of eggs.  And yet she moaned like a pro in a porn film, her parents forgotten, her body trembling as she came and came and came and came around him, her wet arousal squelching wetly with his amorous contributions to bulge her abdomen, the fat tie locking them together.

As if that weren't enough, her dog - a husky girl - had just arrived, only to be restrained by the dad, followed by curious dog park visitors, following the piercing howl, and the concurrent moans and groans.  Their audience grew from 2 to 13 in about two minutes, while Niels and Juno were still preoccupied by the sheer bliss that invaded their minds.

``Whose dog is this!?'' Juno's Dad exclaimed furiously, his hands shaking.

Of course, no one claimed Niels - he didn't even have a collar on.

``Looks like a stray...?'' someone suggested.

``Yeah, I don't see a collar; and he's definitely - ahem - intact...'' another one said, looking apologetically at the dad.

It was Juno's mom who suggested everyone stop just watching.  She shooed all the looky-loos away just in time to spare Juno the worst of it, as the girl came down from her high with only the barest acknowledgement that she'd just been a public spectacle.  Niels could hardly believe it, his balls aching from the sheer arousal he'd felt.  And there was nothing they could do about it!  He'd knocked up an underage girl against her will, in front of her very parents, and the law knew no better.  Canine jaws were naturally shaped to look like a grinning face, so the German Shepherd was easily able to hide his wide smile as he stepped off his new bitch - the first of many - and turned around, tucking and folding his tail as much as he could to allow Juno's father the best view of their bulging, wet tie.

Juno was scared when she finally stopped moaning like a bitch in front of her parents.  While Niels continued to dump his nuts in her, warm cum spilling in through their conjoined genitals, Juno whimpered, ``What's going to happen, Mommy?''

``We'll take care of it, dear,'' she said, sharing a worried glance with her husband.  They knew well enough that there were no abortions after the federal ban, and plan B had similarly been restricted.  Hell, it was hard to get the pill.  They might be able to convince a doctor to help them considering the father of the puppies, but most had closed down shop completely.  Their only hope was that it didn't take.  Niels could only grin at the idea that they'd find out way too late that the father of Juno's puppies was no mere dog when the little fluffballs began to speak.  They'd be planning for pets to give away and end up instead with two to four grandchildren.  ``Probably,'' the mother lied, ``nothing will come of this.''

Juno nodded tearfully.

Niels didn't hold back, overexerting the muscles in his hips and pelvis, purposefully squeezing and humping and tugging between every involuntary spasm to get every drop into the girl, the many-times-over father adding to his hit list.  He'd hoped to find Ginny - slut, already pregnant, down to fuck, but instead he'd found an even younger little virgin, in heat, ripe, and empty for filling.  Now he was done fucking her, getting ready to pull out and go home. Benson was going to lose his fucking shit.  This couldn't have worked out bett  -

Click!

Niels was pulled out of his reverie by the sudden fastening of a collar around his neck.

Wait... he thought, barely managing not to speak out.  But Dad was ready with an extra collar and a leash. ``We need to take this dog to the vet - it looks like those puncture wounds broke the skin; he bit her pretty good. On top of everything else, he might have rabies, for all we know...''

Wait, what!? Niels whipped his head around in a panic. Eyes landing on the feral husky, he saw her sitting obediently next to their mother, absent of her leash and collar, and realized it was now on him.

``Rabies!?'' Juno gasped.

``Don't worry, it's just a precaution and there's just a simple shot to fix it,'' their mother explained.

The father added firmly, ``Either way, we're at least getting him fixed, so this will never happen to anyone else.''

Wait, WHAT!?

Niels wasn't going anywhere.

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