Dingo Meat

By The Goatman


The dingo had planned everything so well. He had calculated that his baby would likely be born between the 17th and 25th, and consequently taken off the week to be with his husband, at the secluded mountain cabin. However, biology decided to screw with him, and so he was crouching over in pain in the dark alleyway next to the dumpster, trying to wriggle out of his sweatpants.

"Ow! Damnit!" he growled as his sphincter flexed, a mixture of slime and goo having soaked his pants earlier. Thankfully it wasn't his first pregnancy, but the first where he was forced to give birth unassisted. Once naked, he pushed and grunted, his cock growing hard as he felt the pressure of his kid's skull against his prostrate, filling out his rectum. "Ah shit, why does it have to be here...." he groaned, grinding his teeth, his hole growing larger with each contraction, the ruptured amniotic sac becoming visible as his baby's head crowned.

A baby, he thought. I'm having a baby..... wild thoughts went through his mind as he growled and pushed. Not only was he an impregnable male, he also was a pedophile, which came in quite handy at times. His coyote husband didn't care much for their kids, although he did like to see him round and swollen, so there always was a good reason to fuck a fresh baby into the dingo. 

While giving birth, his dick started leaking precum, wondering whether it was going to be a boy again. Given his biology it was a boy most of the time anyway. He liked boys. He liked boys very much, their wonderful, tight butts...

A firm contraction let him snap back into reality and he let out a deep grunt as his child's shoulders stretched his anus widely. "Ugh! Shit shit shit!" he exclaimed as the newborn slid out of his hole and landed on the barren, concrete floor. He tried not to draw too much attention to his predicament, the birthing dingo slowly having crouched to the side of the dumpster. 

As he looked at the baby boy and his hard dick, a smile crept across his face.

He sat upright with his back against the wall of the dumpster and picked up the newborn infant, his dick pulsing with arousal as he looked at his offspring, brushing away the slimy remains of the amniotic sac. It definitely was a little boy. Guiding his son's muzzle to his pointy pedo dick, he groaned in excitement and lust, the baby's lips soon touching his needy cocktip, his son starting what came naturally - sucking off the teat, only that this teat wasn't what he would have expected. The dingo let out a low whurf and squirted a glob of preseed right into his son's muzzle, feeding him his special musky man milk.

"Mmmm, fuck, just minutes old and already such a good cockslut," he moaned as he ran his hard cock down his boy's chest and belly, lubricating it with his own amniotic fluid, the adult dingo's pulsing erection brushing against the baby's small dicklet as he aimed for his boy's ass. "Let's see if you make a good cocksleeve too..." he growled, cupping the boy's muzzle with one hand and pushing him onto his cock with another, the tiny boy's hole being rudely spread open by his daddy's far too large cock, whines and whimpers of protest into the paw cupping his entire head.

whines soon became muffled screams as the dingo dick ravaged through the newborn's insides, first wrecking his sphincter, blood starting to drip from the toddler just after the first inch was put inside him. His pedo dad growled quietly, deeply enjoying this wonderful outdoor rape, his hands insistingly pushing down on his squirming toddler's body as the kid's fate was soon sealed. Grave internal damage made the kid gargle against the hand that was holding his head, and as his dad had put three more inches into him, the boy now visibly bulging with the hard pedo cock inside, the dingo twisted his hand and his newborn's spine gave way with a cracking noise, the toddler falling silent as his own father snapped his neck.

Just a few seconds later, the dingo grunted and slammed his whole seven inches into the baby boy, the twisted flesh of his throat ripped open as the huge pedo cock ploughed through his guts; cum mixing with blood and shredded organs, oozing out of the baby's wrecked ass and mutiliated neck and face. The big knot basically tore the baby's pelvis in two, the bodily fluids adding to the mixture of amniotic fluid and blood from the doomed baby's birth minutes ago. The dingo let out a satisfied grunt and closed his eyes, letting his cum spray freely into his by now very dead child.

Minutes passed, the dingo panting deeply. Eventually he opened his eyes again and smiled as he saw the bloody mess on his cock, feeling the softness of the flesh that was squeezed around his dick. His lower half was covered in blood, his own anus prolapsed from birth, his child - or what had remained of it - dead on his pedo cock, head only holding by a thread, the tip of his member peeking out of what used to be the newborn's neck. "Guess you were a good cocksleeve after all," he said with a sick grin. "Need to have another one of you fucked into my ass soon.... mmm."

Eventually he got back to his feet, pushing his prolapsed rosebud back into his ass with two fingers, cleaning himself up as good as he could using his soiled sweatpants, wrapped the corpse in them and nonchalantly tossed the dead baby into the dumpster. Going pantsless, he walked off into the evening, leaving the scene of his debauchery, already anticipating his next pregnancy.