5 comments/ 30981 views/ 8 favorites That Bitch Renee By: paterbkd Renee knew tonight was the night. Pausing from stirring the pot on the stove, she rubbed her swollen belly. They would be coming soon, but before then, she had to tell her boyfriend, and employer, the whole truth about her condition. Several months ago, she started work for Bryce, as an au pair, looking after his now 10 year old daughter, Sasha. The arrangement was perfect, since she was finishing her veterinarian work study program at the Moreau animal clinic, and the arrangement was so perfect, room and board with Bryce and Sasha, and the clinic was eager to keep her once she got her degree. And to top it off, she was fucking her boss. It wasn't anything near as tawdry as she liked to make it sound in her head, just the natural result of a single father living in close quarters with a young girl, who was helping take care of his family. Well, a rather kinky young girl, if she was going to be honest with herself She lifted the teeshirt she was wearing, her boss' dirty shirt from the hamper, and raised it to her hypersensitive nose. The scent aroused her, as it always did. She cupped her breast, feeling the familiar perverse thrill that she always does, as she squirted the milk from her nipple into the warm soup in the pot. On the one hand, she realized the perversity of her act, but on the other, she also thought of it as helping feed her family, and how bad could that be? But she still couldn't resist caressing her nipples. She quickly lowered her shirt when she heard Sasha come in through the front door, and went to greet her. "How was practice?" The ten year old, in her blue and white soccer uniform dropped her bookbag on the floor. "It was okay, Miss Renee. You're still coming to the game on Friday, right?" "Of course. Now take your books upstairs and get washed up. Dinner will be in an hour, but your dad's working late, so it'll be just the two of us." Disappointed, Sasha picked up her bag. "Yes, Miss Renee." Renee returned to the kitchen to finish preparing dinner. It was nine o'clock, and Renee was brushing Sasha's blond hair when they heard her father's car drive up. Sasha's grin could almost split her face, and Renee couldn't help but smile at her joy. Of course Renee was happy to have Bryce home too, but that happiness was tempered by the apprehension of the conversation to come. As Bryce opened the door, his daughter practically bounded into his arms, squeezing him in a hug as tight as she could manage. "Hi sweetie. Almost ready for bed?" he returned his daughter's hug, and leaned down to kiss her. "I'm so happy you're home! I want to show you the picture I drew in art today." "Sure sweetie, let me come up and tuck you in, and you can tell me all about your day." Renee smiled, seeing father and daughter together, and got up to take his coat and briefcase. "Go on up. I can make you a plate if you're hungry." "Thanks, but I got takeout at the office. I'll see you in a few." Bryce leaned down to kiss her on her cheek. She felt the familiar tingling, as his scent aroused her, long after the soap from his morning shower at the gym had faded. And, at her request, he had quit using deodorant, not that anybody else would have noticed, but to her sensitive nose, he was a rich bouquet of scents, from his business partner's cologne, to the lamb gyro he had for dinner, she smelled it all. She went to his bedroom, and turned the lights down low, and set a stream of porn videos to play on the bedroom TV. Though not really, Bryce had never been much on porn, before Renee started working there, but her youth and exposure to the internet had broadened his exposure. Aside from the obvious examples, such as girls with girls, and barely legal girls with older men, Renee had started him to watching girls with dogs, and sucking him to make him cum while he watched them being mounted, and he started responding very well to them. She hoped that would make tonight's revelation easier. She had on her usual baggy shirt and sweatpants when he returned, with the moans of a girl being filled with her girlfriend's strapon filling the room, despite the low volume. She hugged Bryce, smiling, and kissed him deep, her tongue exploring his mouth. "I've got a special surprise for you tonight," she said, smiling as she pulled her head back. "But first, the blindfold." Her smile grew even bigger. "I hope you like it." "Oh, I'm game," Bryce returned her smile, as she pulled a scarf from the pocket of her sweatpants and tied it around his head. She stripped, and moved in front of him, with her back to him, and took his hands in hers. "Okay, now don't say anything until I tell you to, okay?" "As you wish, madamoiselle." She took his hands and cupped them around her D cup breasts, a light moan escaping her lips as she ran his fingertips over her fat dark nipples, causing droplets of milk to bead. This was familiar territory for them both, with her guiding his touch, and he respected her wishes, not pressing for anything further, but now, even though she was ready to reveal everything to him, she was still nervous about the next step. She felt his erection brushing her ass she held her breath, and lowered his hands to cup the C cup breasts resting directly beneath her upper breasts. "What?" His voice was normal, though it sounded like a shout in her ears. "Shhhh. You promised. Please? Just wait a few minutes more." She ground her ass up against his cock, which still felt just as hard. "Okay, I did promise." She wasted no time in lower his hands to her next pair of breasts, B cups, just above her belly button, also heavy with milk just like her upper breasts, and right below those, and just above her now wet pussy, her smallest breasts, a pair of A cups. She removed his hands, and stepped away from him, to turn the lights back up, and returned to remove his blindfold. He had some idea of what to expect, thanks to his prior adventure in Braille, but he still had stare for a moment. With the blindfold removed he finally saw Renee, the girl looking after his daughter, and with whom he'd been having an affair, nude for the first time, and realized why she had never allowed him to see her from the front, and insisted on wearing baggy clothes all this time. Renee stood nude before him, arms spread to display the four pairs of breasts on her torso, as well as the fairly prominent pregnancy bulge of her tummy, dead in the middle of her lower four breasts. Thanks to the ministrations of a few moments before, drops of milk rested on every nipple. The smile on her face was hesitant, yet hopeful. "You like?" Her voice bordered on the pleaful. "Wow. That's...amazing. I've never seen anything like...you." He was hesitant, unsure of what to say, not wanting to be insulting, or hurt the young girl's feelings. She walked over to him, and guided him by the hand to his bed, laying down on her side and patting the space next to her. He lay down next to her, never taking his eyes from her. "What happened? Was this something you were born with?" "Go ahead and touch them, please. I want you to." She guided his hand once more to her second pair of breasts, but this time removed her hand so he would be free to touch and caress on his own. She gasped as he took her nipple between his thumb and forefinger, and a stream of milk squirted out. "You want to hear everything?" He nodded, head filled with curiosity. "You know the vet clinic I work at?" "Yes." "Well, besides doing pet care, they're also a research facility. They've been doing genetic engineering on dogs, so that purebreed dogs can breed true, no matter what the breed of bitch they mate with. There's a lot of money to be made in dog breeding, especially with purebreds." "Then what happened to you?" She pulled his mouth to her upper breast. "Here, drink my milk." A moan escaped her lips as she felt the tension in her breast release, and her milk filled his mouth. "I started working at the clinic when I was 14. I was always kind of shy, and didn't have that much of a social life. But I was in Junior Biology and AP Chem at school, so that. I mean, I always knew I wanted to be a vet, so I did more schoolwork than socializing. But I was looking at porn on the net, and when I saw girls and dogs together, I got curious. Long story short, I was able to have one of my lunch breaks alone with Max, one of their experimental Great Danes in the exercise yard. Of course I had no idea what sort of work they were doing there at the time. I was just an intern, helping with paperwork, and handling some of the pets that we took care of." Renee held Bryce's head close to her breast, so he couldn't interrupt. She felt relief at finally being able to tell someone in her life outside of the clinic's doctors and scientists about herself. "I let Max mount me that day. I knew he would be big, but I thought I'd be able to interrupt things if it got too much, but he had me crying the minute he entered me, and popped my cherry, nbut that didn't last long. I also thought I'd be able to stop him before his knot started too swell, but that caught me by surprise, and I was crying for the first five minutes of our tie, but after that, I stretched to accommodate him, and now, I don't think there's a cock too big for me, anywhere. Well, besides horses, that is, but I really don't care about that." The words were coming in a rush now, after having rehearsed the possibility of sharing for several years already. "I didn't know about their research, so I was shocked when I started growing my new nipples over the next week after. They guess what happened is that since I wasn't quite finished with puberty, Max' sperm hijacked my development, and rewrote my reproductive system into that of a purebred Great Dane bitch. It sounds reasonable enough, and they've tried it with older women, and nothing happened to them. To confirm the hypothesis, you'd have to have another underage girl be mounted, and you really can't do that." "Right." She smiled at Bryce, and leaned down to kiss his forehead. "I hope you realize I'm your bitch. I really think of you as my alpha male. She took his hand and guided it down to her swollen belly, where her puppies were squirming inside her. "Even though I can't give you puppies of your own." At this, Bryce pulled his head away from her breast and looked at Renee with concern in his eyes. "What do you mean?" "Well, normally a dog and a human can't breed, but I've been changed so completely, I can't have human babies, only puppies." "I'm so sorry. That must be terrible for you." "It took some getting used to, at first, but I like it now. I've had several litters already, and they're quite easy to bear. It's always the same, three males and one bitch. And I think that's one reason why I love looking after Sasha so much. She's the closest I'll come to having a daughter of my own." "You are great with her, and she loves having you around. And I certainly don't know what we would have done without you these past two months." He caressed her belly. "When are they due?" "In another two weeks. And two weeks after that, I'll be going into heat again." "In heat? Like a real dog?" "Oh yes. I go into heat four times a year, which is well above average for a dog. They say they made it that way to increase production, so I'm essentially a puppy mill. You'll love it, I promise you." She smiled at him. "Why? What happens then?" She reached down to stroke his hard cock. Improbably, he seemed to get even harder while she was talking. "Because then, all your bitch is going to be good for, is being filled with cock and sperm." She rolled over and got up on all fours, all eight of her breasts hanging underneath her. "Now come and mount your bitch!" as she waggled her ass at him. He got up to stand at the side of the bed, the perversity of Renee's story having excited him beyond expectation. With one hand on her hip, he took his cock in the other and rubbed her already wet slit with the precum from the head of his cock, then guided it inside as he took her other hip in hand and started pumping, sliding her pussy up and down his cock. She moaned as he entered and started grinding back up against him. She felt his cock rubbing against that special spot in the front of her pussy, which only made her pump faster against him. Her enthusiasm made him pump even harder, forgetting all concern for her, tension building inside him. She screamed in her climax, and her pussy started squeezing down on his cock. It proved too much for him, and he thrust inside as deep as he could, his cum filling her in spurts. She collapsed forward on the bed, and rolled over, smiling up at him. "Mmmm. I take it you like fucking your bitch, then?" "Geez. That sounds so bad to me when you call yourself that, even though I know it's kind of true." "Call me that. Say I'm your bitch." "No. It's too much." "Really. It's okay. I need you to say it. I need to hear it." "You...you're my...bitch, Renee." "Mmmm." A smile crept across her face as she buried her nose in his armpit, smelling him. She crawled on top of him, rubbing her eight breasts along his chest. "Tell me how much you love fucking me." "I love fucking you. You're the best fuck I've ever had." "What else?" "I love fucking you, bitch." "Mmmmmm." She started kissing neck, then working her way down his chest. "I need to smell us together," she said as she worked his way down to his cock. She inhaled deeply, of their combined oils and juices, matted in his pubic hair, as she took his now soft cock in her mouth. Her warm mouth, combined with the caresses of her tongue on his shaft soon brough him back to full hardness. She lifted her head from his cock, and, wrapping her hand his shaft, she started stroking. "You want to know why I love sucking your cock so much?" "Well, I thought it was because you liked me." His smile returned to his face. At this, she reached down to cup his balls in her hand. "Careful...you wouldn't like me when I'm angry." Warning delivered, she returned his smile. "Of course I like you, but also, my nose got more sensitive. That's why I don't like you using soap or wearing deodorant when you come home. It's just too overpowering. I can tell you you had a lamb gyro for dinner at the office, right? From Spyro's, I'm guessing?" "Wow. That's amazing." "Well, not really. Lamb is very distinctive. But even if you had the chicken, I can still smell the mint and the garlic on you. And you were working with Dave tonight, right?" "Again, wow. How can you tell that?" "Isn't he like 40? What's he doing wearing Axe? He needs to start smelling like a grown up." "He'll be turning 42 in couple of months." "Buy him some Old Spice, or something." They both started laughing, Renee, in relief that everything had been going so well, and Bryce, nervous tension fading as he accepted his lover's unusual form and gifts. Renee returned her nose to his tuft of hair and inhaled once more. "But down here, this is all you. Well, all you and me blended together now. But because the only time you're opening this up is in the bathroom, no matter what goes around on any other part of your body or your clothes, down here, this smells only of you, once the soap from your morning shower at the gym has faded. And I love smelling you. I even wear your dirty shirts around the house the next day, so I can smell you with me." "That's really sweet. I like thinking about you in my shirts." "And do you want to know why you like it?" "Why do I like it?" Smiling again at her. "Because I'm your -- say it with me -" Together this time, "bitch." "Say the whole thing now." "I like it because you're my bitch." "See? Now you're getting it. Now it's your bitch's feeding time and she needs your cum," she said as she once more took his cock in her mouth bobbing her head up and down the shaft. Her moans provided additional stimulation, and soon enough he was holding her head in his hands guiding her up and down. When she felt him getting close, she went down impossibly deep, taking him entirely in her mouth, swallowing every last spurt of cum. She rose back up and snuggled up against his side, pressing all her breasts into him, and kissed him deeply. "I know this has all been a lot to take in. I'm glad you're taking it so well." "It's certainly nothing I've ever experienced, or even thought about before, but I know you, and you're a wonderful girl, and all this," he ran his hand up and down the nipples on her upper side. "Well that just makes you special and unique." "Mmmm. I'm going to be a good bitch for you." "Well, it's late now, so you'll just have to continue being my bitch in the morning." She stifled a yawn, and reached over to turn the lamp on the nightstand off. "Till morning then," she said, though her words went unheard by the lightly snoring man next to her. She snuggled back against him, and kissed him lightly on the cheek, before lowering her head to his shoulder, and drifting off to sleep.