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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      F/M
  Fandom:
      Supernatural_RPF
  Relationship:
      Jensen/Jared
  Character:
      Jensen_Ackles, Jared_Padalecki
  Additional Tags:
      girl!Jared, Bestiality
  Stats:
      Published: 2011-01-24 Words: 9102
****** A Girl’s Best Friend ******
by spiders_stars
Summary
     Jensen gave up being human because life as a dog offered something
     more. What he got was Jared.
Notes
     Written for
     [http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/community.gif?v=95]
blindfold_spn for this_fill.
When Jensen first changed his stomach had been so twisted in knots he’d
stumbled on all fours and nearly passed out. Maybe because he hadn’t understood
the full extent of what he was signing up for. It was just, he had no family,
no job, was two weeks from eviction and the offer had been so very tempting.
Become a dog, get a family to adopt you, have the ability to turn into a man in
the night and always have food and shelter and love provided for you. Sure dog
food wasn’t the tastiest, only drinking water got old, but when everyone went
to sleep Jensen could slip out the doggie door, turn back into a man and get a
burger with the money stash he’d hidden.
Of course all of this came after he was adopted. The first few months of his
new dog life he lived in a pound. It was dirty and cramped and other dogs kept
sniffing his ass until he snarled at them and made it clear who was in charge.
Jensen hated it, was tempted so many times to break out during the night and
live on the streets, but then... the Padalecki’s turned up.
They seemed nice enough from first glance. A typical mother and father straight
out of suburbia, the mother carrying a little girl on her hip, the father
talking to a son that looked ever the annoyed teenager. And then, a little girl
appeared from behind the mother and stepped toward the cage. She had honey
brown hair that was tied back with barrettes but still stuck out at the sides,
and wide eyes that looked green one moment and brown the next.
Jensen felt just a little twinge of guilt when his tail began to wag
appreciatively and he approached the cage. The four dogs he shared it with - a
bulldog, a golden retriever, a black lab, and a mut that drove Jensen insane
with its sharp shrill bark - were also crowding along the front, all bidding
for attention. Jensen didn’t bark and he didn’t try to push for the girl’s hand
as she wiggled her fingers inside to pet them all.
“Mommy, how do I choose? I love them all! They’re so cute!” The girl whined,
looking over her shoulder at her parents.
When she looked back her eyes landed on Jensen and he tried his best to smile,
even if dog’s couldn’t really. He supposed he looked kind of like a golden
retriever too. His fur was shaggy and light brown, his eyes were green, and he
wasn’t particularly large, but he certainly wasn’t small.
The girl’s eyes got wide and she pressed forward, urging Jensen forward with
the next wiggle of her fingers. “Oh my god, look at that one! He’s so pretty!
Look at his eyes! Mommy, can I play with that one? Can I please?”
Jensen’s tail picked up speed at the excitement in the girl’s voice. Something
warm spread through at the idea of being wanted. God, what a feeling. No wonder
they told him he’d love it. Feeling wanted was more amazing than Jensen could
have imagined.
“It’s your birthday Jared, you can pick whichever dog you’d like,” her mother
said with a warm smile, reaching out to affectionately stroke her hair.
For a moment Jensen was confused. Who was Jared? Then he realized it was the
girl, and it was her birthday, and Jensen was going to be her present.
Which was exactly how it happened. Jared was turning ten years old and Jensen
did everything he could to play the perfect pet when the girl took him out to
play. They took him home that day, stopping at a PetsMart where Jared bought
Jensen a brand new green collar to match his eyes and made a tag for him from a
machine.
Part of Jensen already knew he would caress the bone shaped piece of thin metal
with his name printed on one side, his new address on the other, when he was in
his human form at night time. To belong somewhere? It was something Jensen
hadn’t even known he wanted.
Life with the Padalecki’s was definitely better than it had been alone. Sherri
and Gerry were the most loving parents Jensen had ever seen. Jeff was a bit of
brat but most teenager boys - especially with two sisters - tended to be. Baby
Megan was adorable, even if she tended to tug on his fur too hard.
Nothing was better than Jared though.
Jared was the sweetest, funniest, most adorable little girl Jensen had ever
spent time with. Not that he spent a lot of time with little girl’s before he
became this dog. Jensen loved how quickly he became the most important person
in Jared’s life.
Every day after school he would pace in front of the screen door, waiting for
Jared’s bright yellow school bus that stopped right at the end of the street.
And the moment Jared saw him she’d come running forward, tackling Jensen in a
hug that inevitably led to a wrestling match in the front hall. Jared smelled
like grass and something sweet, like she always sucked on jolly ranchers on the
bus ride home.
Sometimes her skirt would ride up and Jensen would catch a whiff of something
dark and musky and he’d wet his chops. Jensen couldn’t explain his sudden
desire for Jared, such a young girl, he’d never felt it before, but over the
years it only grew.
Part of Jensen kept thinking she would fade away as she grew older, that she
would make friends and stop spending hours sitting on the bed chattering about
dreams and school and fantasies to a dog. It didn’t change though. Ten turned
to eleven turned to twelve and Jensen still found himself Jared’s best and most
trusted companion.
He wouldn’t trade it for anything. Even if it meant he had to watch the girl
shift from a child to a pre-teen on the verge of budding out. Jared, of course,
never hesitated to change in front of him. She would come home from school and
change out of her uniform, kicking off her skirt and tugging off her polo and
even her trainer bra and flower covered panties didn’t do much to hide her
body.
As her thirteen birthday approached, it got worse. That being, his desire for
the girl. Of course he was a dog and thirty years old and he loved Jared, he
would never hurt her. But sometimes he would watch at night, perched on her
bed, as she came in from her shower still wrapped in a towel. She would drop
her towel and hop into her panties and her breast were just barely starting to
swell enough that they bounced with her jumpy movements.
Jensen would lay as patiently as he could manage at the foot of her bed as she
climbed in and turned off her lamp and said a sleepy goodnight. Sometimes she
would talk for a while and Jensen would try not to wriggle impatiently on the
bed. As soon as her breath evened out with sleep Jensen hopped off the edge of
the bed and padded quickly out of the room, hopping out the doggie door and
walking behind the large grove of trees in the Padalecki back yard.
Back in human form, Jensen would squeeze his aching cock and stroke quickly,
barely managing half a dozen jerks forward into the tight grip of his hand
before coming. Sometimes Jensen would be lost in the rush of guilt, squeezing
his eyes shut and considering leaving, before something happened that he
couldn’t change. Then he thought about Jared, her bright eyes, her dimpled
smile, her beautiful laugh and carefree spirit. It would crush her if he
disappeared suddenly, so Jensen stayed and told himself he would always be in
control.
Until one night everything changed.
The difference started after Jared had dressed from her shower. She climbed
into bed like usual, her parents came in to kiss her good night, and she turned
off the light. But instead of the soft good night or chatter to Jensen, she
slid out of bed and quietly padded across the room, peeking out into the
hallway then stepping back to close her bedroom door.
Jensen lifted his head off his arms, head tilted slightly to the side in
confusion. It wasn’t one of the nights he was planning on going out -
truthfully, he slept so much better tucked under Jared’s blankets, pressed
against her legs, instead of on the outside of the covers where he ended up if
he left to go out. But it was still strange that Jared was closing the door,
she never did, Jensen thought she was still a little too scared of being cut
off from her parents room like that.
“Jensen,” Jared sighed softly as she climbed back under the blankets, laying
flat on her back instead of on her side like she normally did when falling
asleep. “I got on the computer after Jeff the other day and he’d left a website
up, I think he forgot. There was this page, with these girls and guys and they
were all... kissing and other stuff. Having sex you know? And, I kind of
watched it. Some things.”
Dogs didn’t really get turned on the way humans did but if they did, Jensen
knew he would be slightly breathless and half-hard, just hearing this little
girl talk about watching sex on the computer. He could picture her wide little
hazel eyes, her flushed cheeks, her ruffled golden hair always all over the
place like it had a mind of its own.
There was a shuffle of fabric and Jensen felt Jared’s smooth, thin leg press
against his side. He was confused for the half a minute it took until he felt
Jared pulling her nightgown up and he turned in the darkness under the blanket,
more than a little relieved that his dog eyes allowed him to see in this
darkness. He watched Jared’s thin little arm slide down the front of her body
until her fingers were laying over her flower panties, resting between her legs
and not moving.
Jensen could hear her breathing increase and after a moment he caught the scent
of juices, that tangy mixture of fresh and dirty, like her body knew she was
too young to be so turned on but it liked it just as well. He tried to be as
subtle as possible as he lifted his head, staring at Jared’s lime green covered
nails laying right over her crotch.
He knew just beneath the cotton there was a fine smattering of hair, the girl’s
body gradually maturing, and he wet his chops without thinking. Then her
fingers began to move, pressing in and slowly rolling in a circle, working the
cotton panties over her folds. Jensen watched as her hips began to squirm, her
legs spreading a little wider, and her fingers pressed just a little harder.
She was rubbing down against her clit, soft gasps leaving her lips sounding
almost disbelieving, as if she didn’t quite believe that the pleasure she was
giving herself could be real. Her rubbing grew harder, her breath more ragged,
and Jensen continued to stare, wishing she would slip her fingers under the
cotton and find out just how that pleasure could be.
He wanted to encourage her so he shifted just slightly and dragged his tongue
along the inside of her thigh. For a moment her fingers stopped and Jensen drew
slightly back, afraid she would pull her hand away completely. Then her free
hand dropped down and came to rest on top of his head, sliding through his fur
as the hand covering her panties pressed forward a little harder.
Something hot burned through Jensen and he licked the girl’s thigh once more,
enjoying the soapy salty warmth of smooth skin under his tongue. Her fingers
continued to move through his fur and the more he licked the harder they seemed
to press over her panties. Then her breath seemed to stutter stop as he hand
slid up, tucked under the edge of her panties, then slid back down.
Jensen scooted closer, watching the white flower covered cotton lift as the
digits came to rest just as they had before, without the cotton barrier. He
wished he could see better but he could tell her touches grew as her hips began
to squirm more and her fingers simply curled to grip his fur instead.
Whining softly, Jensen scooted closer still, his nose at the seam of elastic
just inside the girl’s hip. He could smell her a thousand times stronger now,
coming in waves as her fingers played curiously with her folds, spreading them,
rolling them together, finger occasionally flicking across her clit and making
her hips jolt up.
She’d never done this before and he could tell, could almost feel the nervous
excitement with each little touch. It was driving him crazy, feeling her hand
in his fur and watching the other lift up cotton. Jensen’s tongue slid out and
he licked over the cotton, catching just a hint of a taste from the liquid that
had started to soak through the material.
Once more she froze, her fist gripping his fur so tight it nearly hurt. Then
slowly it uncurled and she gently caressed the top of his head, nails
scratching softly over his skin. Her fingers under the cotton strained back and
pushed forward and Jensen whined again. He dragged his tongue over the material
once more, thinking this time he taste more of her and less of the cotton.
“Jensen,” Jared gasped, sounding far too much like a moan as her hand pressed
hard against his neck.
As Jensen tried to school back the sudden intense, possessive desire in him,
Jared’s fingers moved once more. But this time it was to slip free of the
panties and dip back down. Jensen’s head lifted curiously until the girl was
dragging the cotton to the side, revealing her slightly puffy, golden hair
dusted folds. Jensen whined, not quite sure how to handle the desire flaring
through him.
Jared’s fingers pressed against the back of Jensen’s neck once more, almost as
if she were trying to encourage him and hell if Jensen was going to ignore that
silent request. Of course, she couldn’t possibly realize what she was asking
for so Jensen forced himself to go slow, inch crawling until he was close
enough his nose touched one silky fold.
The girl’s hips shifted against the cool wet of his nose and the rush of his
breath in an exhale. Jensen slid his tongue forward lightly, sliding just over
the folds. He was going on the idea that the girl couldn’t possibly now how a
dog would normally behave in this situation - and praying that she never would
because Jesus this was wrong. She was curious, he understood being young and
wanting to know things, but he was sure he’d never been curious like this
before.
“Oh,” Jared gasped, her legs spreading a little further apart as his tongue
dragged over the folds once more.
Her fingers stretched, holding the panties to the side with her thumb as the
pointer slipped between the folds, pressing against her clit. Her hips bucked
down toward Jensen’s muzzle and he slipped his tongue forward once more, this
time pressing between the folds to gather up a slow swipe of fresh, salty
juices.
Once more Jared’s fingers curled into his fur, her hips undulating constantly
now. Jensen didn’t hesitate the second time. His tongue delved forward deeper,
the length and strength of the muscle making it possible to touch nearly all
over her. As he brushed her clit she moaned, soft and sweet, and bore down onto
him.
The continuing rough roll of her hips down onto his tongue only made him lick
harder, until her fingers were simply spreading her folds, her fingers still in
his fur gripping too tight. “Jensen,” she moaned his name, her breath catching
on something that almost sounded like a laugh. “Good- good boy,” she moaned the
praise, one of her legs crooking until her foot touched his side.
Jensen whined softly, his own way of showing pleasure, and quickened the lap of
his tongue. He lingered over the clit at each pass, pressing down hard each
time until the girl’s hips jerked from stimulation. He could feel the quiver of
her body, could hear how fast and rough her breath was tearing from her, and he
pressed the tip of tongue against her entrance in the next moment.
She stilled for as long as it took for him to breach her core then a deep
shudder shook her entire body. Jensen might not have realized she was coming if
it wasn’t for the rush of fluids over his tongue and muzzle, her fingers
tightening so hard in his fur it was painful.
When she finally inhaled again Jensen licked once more, over and over until he
could no longer taste the crisp freshness of her juices. Then he scooted back,
her fingers falling from him and her panties releasing. Jensen could nearly
feel the weight of her body relaxing into the bed, her muscles loose from a
pleasure she’d never had before.
Jensen gently crawled up until he was pressed at her side, head coming to rest
on her middle right above her bunched up nightgown. He huffed out a small
breath, so wound up he wasn’t sure he’d be able to get any sleep. But with the
door closed, there would be no stealing out to take care of his own issue and
really, he’d rather be with Jared right then anyway.
She fell asleep like that, with her nightgown pulled up, her hand on Jensen’s
neck. This had never been expected, and Jensen wasn’t sure it would happen
again, but he more than pleased that he’d had the chance to taste her just
once.
~~
Jensen had kind of thought things would be awkward come the morning. He was up
before Jared and he was bracing himself for it, almost praying the girl would
just continue to sleep because he didn’t want to lose their closeness, their
friendship. The girl had become the most important person in his life, maybe
the first person he’d ever genuinely loved, and losing that sounds terrifying.
His fears were completely unfounded though, as he learned when Jared woke up
and instantly smiled at him. She ruffled his fur as she yawned and pushed her
nightgown down like it was no big deal. Jensen watched her slip off the edge of
the bed and stagger sleepily over to her dresser.
When she didn’t bother to hide herself as she changed Jensen knew for sure that
everything would be okay. She ruffled his fur and called a goodbye to him later
as she headed out for school and Jensen had never been more relieved that
Sherri had gone back to work once Megan was old enough to be in pre-school. He
needed the empty house more than ever.
~~
Jensen had already accepted the fact that the fooling around thing was likely a
one time deal, so he was surprised when Jared lept out of bed after being
tucked in and shut her door once more. And it continued to happen, night after
night, until Jensen finally started to allow himself to look forward to it.
It didn’t take Jared long to start getting curious though. Jensen wasn’t
surprised, she had always been that way, and maybe part of him had known it
wouldn’t take her long to want to know what came next. Of course he couldn’t
tell her, so she took to the thing that had started this in the first place,
the internet.
Every Wednesday afternoon Jared would be home alone for two hours. It was her
parents attempt at giving her some freedom. Jeff had football, Megan was still
at the afternoon day care, and Sherri used the time to get some extra work done
at the school. Jensen, of course, was always there and would never let any harm
come to her. Not that her parents would know that but whatever.
The third Wednesday after things began to change in their evenings Jared didn’t
settle on the couch like she usually did after school to savor time alone with
the TV. Jensen was halfway there before he realized she’d turned and headed
down the hall to the computer room instead. Head tilting to the side curiously,
Jensen padded after her, coming around the corner into the room just as she
booted up the computer.
Instantly his mind was reeling. Her tiny little voice echoed in his head, There
was this page, with these girls and guys and they were all... kissing and other
stuff. Having sex you know? He couldn’t believe that she could really be this
girl, so... kinky. Because the only reason she’d take to the internet when no
one else was home was for something like this, he was sure.
He sat behind her until she turned toward him with a slight smile. Jensen
decided it would look weird if he kept seeming to watch her so he turned in a
circle and dropped down, laying his head on his arms. He forced himself to stay
that way as Jared’s fingers ran across the top of head before the chair
squeaked and she rolled back. His eyes closed and he even found himself
drifting in the sunshine shining through the window because he’d spent enough
time as a dog now to take on their sleeping habits.
But when Jared made a soft gasp some time later Jensen found himself looking
up. His eyes grew wide at the image on the screen. Jensen had no idea how Jared
had managed to find a website that had actual dogs fucking actual girls but
there it was, mini-ads that offered teasers for videos if you had a credit
card. Apparently Jared didn’t need that much in dept information.
As Jensen slowly moved he could see her hand between her legs, pressing under
the skirt she hadn’t even changed out of, and that now familiar surge of heat
exploded in him. She was staring wide eyed at the screen, her cheeks flushed,
her lips parted in the slightest O. Jensen looked toward the screen, off
colored images of girls on their knees, mounted by dogs, and he was frankly a
little surprised because he hadn’t realized there was porn like that.
Though it was the internet, he shouldn’t have been that surprised.
Things changed after that.
It started with Jared bringing a hairbrush to bed. Jensen hadn’t thought much
about it until she’d settled under the blankets, pulled up her nightgown like
usual, then tucked her fingers under her panties. Usually she played around
above them first and Jensen was a little disappointed, he liked watching her
build up to it anyway.
She kicked out of the underwear - this time a light purple in color - and
reached out for the hairbrush. Jensen had watched for an entire minute before
he realized what the hairbrush was for. He whined against his control really
because fuck, he couldn’t believe she was about to do this.
At first he thought he would be excluded from the nights events, which was
disappointing but he would settle for watching, but then her fingers were
spreading her folds once more and her soft voice filled the room. “Come on
Jensen, come on boy.”
It occurred to Jensen that she might be nervous and he wanted to soothe her,
encourage her to explore further, under his watchful eye of course. Jensen
wasn’t sure how he would stop her if she were about to hurt herself but he’d
think of something, maybe a bark would startle her enough. As it was, he wanted
to ensure she was wet enough.
Crawling forward Jensen set about tasting every inch of her silky skin. His
tongue worked over her entrance, lingered on her clit, running over and over
until she was dripping wet and pushing him back slowly. He scooted back as she
silently requested and he watched as she turned the hairbrush upside down,
bringing the handle between her folds.
Jensen watched as she ran the handle through her juices, slicking it over and
over until finally she was pressing at her entrance, slowly easing forward.
When Jensen was sixteen - and still human - he slept with a girl named Maggie.
It had been Maggie’s first time and he could still remember how she had stilled
beneath him, hissed as if she were in pain, and he was sure she had never
really enjoyed it.
Jared was completely different. She slowly slid the handle in as far as she
could and her legs spread wider. “Oh my,” she gasped and her hips rolled down
as she drew the handle back and slid it forward, back and forward. Jensen
stared, completely enthralled by the way the girl was fucking herself with her
hairbrush. He had never seen anything so dirty, so hot, so perfect and for a
long moment Jensen wished he make that tiny virgin hole his.
When she brought herself off and pulled the brush free Jensen crawled forward
once more and cleaned her. She made the most delicious little whimpers and
mewls, stroking his fur idly. After, Jensen settled at her side once more and
she pulled her nightgown down and rolled on her side to curl around him. Jensen
couldn’t get the thought from her head that she hadn’t put her panties back on.
He wasn’t going to be getting much sleep.
~~
It rapidly progressed from there as Jared experimented with the various things
she could put inside herself. Over the next few weeks she tried her electric
toothbrush, that she rubbed over her clit for some time before pushing it
inside, a glue stick, a smaller rounded bottle of lotion, and finally a
cucumber wrapped with plastic.
That one Jensen hadn’t thought she would be able to get in but she did, and
that was when he realized what she was doing. She was stretching herself for
him. Every Wednesday she would set up camp in front of the computer, staring at
the pictures, pressing through her jeans against her pussy as much as she
could.
On weekends Jared was always slower with her body. She would take her time
caressing herself, thrusting whatever object she chose into her body. Jensen
was greedy for every moment, watching her writhe and twist, smelling her clean
skin, the beading of sweat that grew over her thin limbs.
Sometimes Jensen was so turned on he could feel his doggie dick lengthening,
his hips rocking down against the bed because he wanted. On this Friday night,
Jared seemed to finally take notice of his actions, her eyes widening as she
pushed the blanket back and slowly sat up.
It was a change in the routine and Jensen couldn’t help rising slightly,
wagging his tail curiously. “Come here Jensen,” she murmured in that soft
soothing voice she always used in their private moments at night.
Jensen bounced forward, forcing himself to remember the attitude of a dog. He
licked her hand and dipped his head to muzzle along her jaw. It hit him once
more how much he loved this little girl, how he wanted to be the most important
thing in her life like this always. His tail wagged a little more as he waited
for whatever it was Jared wanted next.
“I keep thinking about... these things I’ve put in myself,” Jared whispered,
stroking the fur along his back. “They, they’re okay. But they’re not what I
want. It’s not warm, I think they should be warm.”
If Jensen could frown he would have. Jared was so very quiet, so shy, Jensen
had never heard her quite like this. Then her hand slid from the top of his fur
down below his belly and her fingers brushed over his dick, lingering on the
smooth heated flesh. Jensen whined, thrown by the touch. Her fingers were so
very smooth and warm, the tips running over him, causing him to lengthen more.
“You’re warm,” she breathed the words, leaning in until her forehead rested
against Jensen’s neck. “Oh Jensen, I wish... you’re my best friend and I love
you. I want... those things I’ve seen. I want to be with you and I don’t care
if it’s wrong.”
Jared’s fingers finally curled over his dick, squeezing and stroking at a
slightly awkward pace. She’d never done this to anyone and her awkward fumbling
only made everything burn brighter. He thrust his hips forward, the pleasure
spiraling through him, and Jensen felt like everything was flaring out of
control. It was her touch, her scent, her gentle words.
There was a pressure growing in Jensen’s chest and he wondered if he could come
from this alone. He’d never come in his dog form, he knew there would be a lot,
maybe he would scare the girl, but Jensen wasn’t sure he could stop it from
blanketing him, sending him out of control.
He realized what it really was when it was already too late. His body was
changing. Jensen hadn’t spent much time in human form lately. During the day he
would change long enough to get himself off, shower and eat something that
wasn’t dog food. Then he would change back into his dog form and curl up in
Jared’s bed until she got home.
So maybe he was struggling with the control, Jared’s hand on him too much
stimulation. His limbs were lengthening, his face pulling back, the fur
shrinking into smooth skin and suddenly he was on his hands and knees over
Jared’s lap and the girl’s hand was still curled around his suddenly very hard
cock.
Of course, she had stopped moving. Her eyes were wide and her mouth was open
with shock. Jensen was afraid to move, terrified of what might happen next. If
she screamed, would he have enough time to make a break for it before Gerry
burst in? Shit, he’d be lucky to survive being caught by the father figure,
naked in the little girl’s bed.
“Jensen?” She whispered, releasing his cock suddenly and dropping her hand in
her lap.
Jensen quickly sat back, tugging her baby pink blanket over his lap and
swallowing thickly. He didn’t talk to people often. Hell, it had been months
since he had last had a conversation with someone. And this was Jared. “Yes,”
he managed to whisper, his voice deep because the arousal was still thick in
him.
She gasped softly and then, quite unexpected, she lept forward and threw her
arms around his shoulders. “I wished for you to be real. Every night I wished
and prayed. I wanted you to be real so I could... I-” Jared sat back before
Jensen could get his arms around her. “How are you real?” She whispered,
returning to her shock once more.
Sighing softly, Jensen slid a hand up through his hair, not sure how to explain
this. But Jared was a smart girl, she hadn’t freaked out yet, Jensen took that
as a good thing. “I can’t really explain, how it happens I mean. I was made a
skinwalker. I didn’t have any family, I lost my job and I was going to lose my
home. I just felt like there was nothing left for me. Then, this woman
approached me, she said she could give me a life of meaning. Where I could be
someone’s companion without the risk of being hurt.”
He stopped talking, looking at Jared to make sure she understood or at least
was still mostly calm. And he took the moment to stare at her through human
eyes as he never had been able to before. Her hazel eyes were round and still
wide, her golden hair was mostly dry from her shower, still wild and out of
place. And the longer he stared the more relaxed she seemed to be, until she
was smiling at him, her dimples causing her cheeks to puff out slightly.
“I can tell it’s you. Because your eyes, they’re so green. I’ve always loved
your eyes and you’re just, you’re my absolute best friend. And then we...”
Jared’s eyes grew large again and her cheeks flushed with color. She laid her
hands over them, a nervous and quite adorable laugh tumbling from her lips. “Oh
the things I did. You, with, with your tongue. Please don’t leave me Jensen. If
it makes things better, we don’t have to do them ever again. I can- I’ll learn
to live with that.”
“Jared,” Jensen laughed softly and it felt wonderful to say the girl’s name. He
reached out and gently curled his fingers around her wrists, bringing her hands
down and cradling them in his own. “I have loved every moment I spent with you,
especially here in bed. And I will never leave you as long as you want me
around. I promise.”
Her eyes grew watery as she stared up at him then she was once more clambering
up into his lap, her legs wrapping around his middle, her arms around his
shoulders. There was a blanket separating them but it wasn’t nearly enough
because Jensen knew all too well how this girl’s body reacted to all forms of
pleasure. He’d never pictured a moment like this - except in his wildest
fantasies that he refused to address - and as his arms moved around her thin
middle he had to pull in a shaky breath to calm himself.
“So, so you’re not angry?” Jared asked quietly after a while, laying her head
on Jensen’s shoulder.
Jensen’s hand caressed through her silky brown hair and his eyes closed. Maybe
he had thought about this more than he knew. “No, Jared, not angry. Curious
though, about why... I understand why you touched yourself, there’s nothing
wrong with that. But why did you let me touch you?”
It was quiet for a few minutes and Jared’s fingers came to rest on his chest,
sliding back and forth as if she were still petting through his fur. “I liked
it,” she whispered after a while, her shoulders lifting in a shrug. “It was fun
to touch myself but, it was kinda, lonely or something too. You know, like how
I sometimes feel when everyone gets really busy. But when you touched me, I
didn’t feel lonely.”
“Well you’re never going to be alone again now,” Jensen reassured her softly,
stroking his hand through her hair. “Now you know who I am, you know I’ll never
let you feel that way again. So, you know, you don’t have to do those things
anymore.”
Jared’s body stiffened and she pulled back, her lower lip jutting out in a pout
he’d never been face to face with. He’d seen her use it before, on her parents,
but facing the full force of it was almost enough to make Jensen melt. “Why
not? I still want too. I really, really liked it. A lot. It made me feel so
good. And, and you’re not just a dog. You’re a man too. So, can’t we?”
Her eyes were watering slightly, her fingers gripping his shoulders, and Jensen
suddenly realized she was scared he would say no. The rest of him melt faster
than ice on fire. “Jared,” he whispered then leaned toward her, gently kissing
her cheek. “Okay. Whatever you want, anything, I’ll give it to you.” As if he
could ever be strong enough to deny her that.
When he pulled back she was grinning at him, like she knew exactly what she had
done to convince him. Then she was clambering back again, shoving her blanket
to the edge of the bed and laying flat on her back. Her fingers tugged at the
edge of her nightgown and Jensen’s breath hitched as her fingers curled over
her panties like she’d done so many times before. “I want... you in me.
Something warm, better than the other things I was using.”
Jensen had lost the cover over his lap when Jared had tugged it away and he
watched as the girl purposefully looked at his cock and licked her lips. There
was no way she knew just what that one action did to him but his hips nearly
jerked up in response to it. “Jared,” he nearly moaned her name, scooting just
a little closer. “I’m bigger than what you’ve had before, how about I use my
fingers? That will feel good.”
“No,” Jared frowned and as Jensen scooted closer she reached out, her fingers
curling around the base of his cock. “I can fit you in me, I know. And, and I
love you. I wanted you even when I thought you were just a dog.”
The words were like fire racing through Jensen’s veins and he rolled in one
quick motion off the bed, padding across the room and flicking the lock on the
door. Just in case.
When he turned back around Jared was propped up on her elbows and staring at
him, her eyes wide in the moonlight spilling over her bed. “Does that mean you
will? That you’ll be inside me?”
“Yes,” Jensen whispered, crossing back to her at a much slower rate. He was
still mostly hard, his skin ghost tingling the touch from the girl’s hand. He
stopped at her bed side wetting his lips as he stared down at her. “May I see
you without your nightgown?”
A blush grew across Jared’s cheeks but she nodded and sat up, tugging the pink
nightgown up her chest and off over her head. For a moment she held it against
her chest than slowly sat it to the side. She was hunched over, unmoving, and
Jensen finally sank down onto the bed beside her, laying on his side facing the
girl.
“You know you can tell me to stop, at any time, and I will Jared. I won’t be
upset with you if you change you mind.” Jensen hesitated then laid his hand on
the middle of her back. It felt too large and at the same time Jared was
automatically leaning back into it, lifting her head to face him.
“I won’t change my mind,” she whispered and reached out, touching his cheek and
sliding her soft fingers down his jaw. “Can I ask for stuff?”
Jensen swallowed thickly, her shoulder pressing against his chest as he shifted
just a little closer and dipped his head in a nod. “Name it. It’s yours.”
“Will you...” Jared giggled softly and looked away, her fingers still lingering
on his skin. “In movies, when a girl and guy are in bed and stuff, you know,
they usually... kiss first. And I wanted, I’ve wanted it before too. But you
can’t kiss a dog.” She laughed again, a little louder, and Jensen thought he
could probably listen to that shy, cheerful little laugh for the rest of his
life and never get sick of it.
“I can kiss you, I’d like too.” Jensen felt the sharp thrill at the idea of
being the girl’s first for everything. Even if she never wanted this again
after tonight, Jensen would always be her first.
“Okay,” Jared whispered, her laughter fading away as she shifted onto her side
to face Jensen.
He was distinctly aware of her naked body, only covered by cotton panties, the
just beginning to swell of her breast forming small mounds across her chest.
Desire slammed hard into his gut and he slipped his arm around her thin waist,
drawing her flush against his chest. Her breath hitched as her breast pressed
against his bare skin, her head tilting up toward him.
“You’re really soft,” Jared breathed and giggled once more, hand coming to rest
on Jensen’s back.
“Did you expect me to be furry?” Jensen asked with a quiet laugh and as his
head dipped forward their noses brushed together. “I tend to lose the fur when
I change back.”
“Will you go slow?” Jared whispered, her breath releasing in soft puffs against
Jared’s lips. “The kissing. I wanna be good, so I gotta learn.”
Jensen wet his lips and Jared mimicked without hesitation. The way this girl
was acting, even without meaning to, was going to be the death of him he was
certain. She didn’t even seem to realize it either and Jensen was almost
relieved by that. He didn’t need her to know how to torture him and do it on
purpose. At least not for a while.
“I’ll go slow,” Jensen finally whispered, his fingers curling over her thin,
smooth side. “And remember, if you want to stop...”
“I won’t,” Jared insisted, inhaling slowly and exhaling audibly.
Jensen didn’t want to stall any longer. His hand lifted so his fingers could
curl over her jaw and gently tilt her to the side. Then he was slanting his
lips over the girl’s, wondering for a moment if his mouth would be too big
against hers. But any size difference was quickly shoved to the back of
Jensen’s mind.
The girl’s lips were parting against his with a soft gasp. Her body instantly
pressed forward as if their lips running together was the best thing she had
ever felt and really, that might have been true. His hand slid down from her
jaw as his tongue gently worked forward, tracing over Jared’s lips with slow,
exploratory sweeps.
When Jared’s tongue finally slid out to meet his Jensen moaned, his hand
running down her shoulder and arm then pausing at her side. He shifted back
enough to slip his hand between their bodies. Jensen ran his finger tips over
the soft swell of flesh, fingers grazing over one tiny, pebbled nipple. Jared
whimpered into the kiss as he circled the copper disk, gently pinched, slowly,
carefully rolled.
As she adjusted to the feel of kissing her tongue swept forward eagerly, his
hands sliding over every inch of him that she could reach. She squirmed on his
lap, lifting herself up to tug the blanket away and sit on his bare thighs then
inching closer until Jensen’s cock was sliding over the soft, damp cotton of
her panties. Jared jerked back from the kiss and arched up into his hands. Her
panties rolled along his cock and it took Jensen a few lust blurred moments to
realize she was purposefully rubbing herself on his cock.
“God baby, you’re so wet, you’re soaking through your panties,” Jensen
murmured, his breath hitching as he waited to see how she would respond to the
words. He was still testing everything, wanting this to be perfect for Jared in
every single way.
“I was thinking about putting you in me.” Jared dropped her gaze and as she
stared down the flush on her cheeks deepened. “You’re bigger than the cucumbers
Mom buys from the store. Are you like me?” Jared looked up, lust dark eyes
fixing on him. “Do you get all wet too?”
Jensen gaped for just a moment then cleared his throat, smiling softly. “Yeah
sweetheart, I get wet. It’s a little different from you, but see.” Jensen
reached out and ran his thumb over the smear of pre-come over his slit. He
lifted his thumb, showing the girl. “Wet. It’ll get mor-”
The words cut off in a strangled groan when Jared leaned forward and sucked
Jensen’s thumb between her lips. His cock twitched with interest, rubbing once
more along the cotton and Jensen’s entire body shuddered.
In one swift movement he had the girl down on the bed, his body between her
spread legs. She was panting as she stared up at him, her lower lip caught
between her teeth. Jensen had never seen someone look so beautiful, so lost in
the desire and want.
“I’m gonna get you ready for me now, okay Jared? I want it to feel really good
for you,” he continued to stare into her eyes until she nodded. Then he dipped
down and pressed his lips to the racing pulse point along her throat.
As he kissed his way down her creamy skin she moaned and arched up into his
touch, fingers curling into his hair and pushing down, begging without saying a
word. Jensen couldn’t get over how needy she was. He loved it, loved that he
could already have her gasping and writhing beneath him.
His fingers dipped under the elastic of her panties as his tongue laved slowly
over one already pebbled nipple. Jensen rolled the nipple slowly against his
tongue as he drew the panties lower, holding himself up off her to finally toss
the material to the side. He slid over to the neglected nipple as his hand came
to rest over her folds, simply laying over the sparse curls like she had done
so many times before.
“Jensen,” she moaned and rolled her hips down against his fingers, arched her
back up into his mouth. “Please touch me. Please.”
He nearly shuddered at the soft pleas and his fingers moved, slipping between
the silky, wet hot skin. He just barely grazed her clit and the girl was
bucking down into the touch, her hand clutching so tight in Jensen’s hair it
was deliciously painful. So eager, so excited, Jensen loved the fact that she
wanted him so badly.
The girl’s breath hiccuped when Jensen slid his first finger into the tight wet
heat of her. As a dog his tongue had never been able to go as far up the girl’s
entrance as he would have liked and he savored being able to touch and caress
every inch of her now. His hand twisted so his thumb could circle slowly over
her clit as he worked a second finger deep within her.
Jensen couldn’t wait to be in her, each time his fingers withdrew and sank back
in she moaned and gasped, rocking down until she was mostly fucking his fingers
and Jensen simply let her. His lips were kissing random patterns along her
chest, tongue sliding slow circles around each nipple, teeth grazing over the
skin until she was whimpering from that touch almost as much as from his
fingers in her.
“Please Jensen, please put yourself in me now,” Jared gasped and squirmed, her
body in one constant movement. His thumb rolled hard against the girl’s clit
and she moaned so loudly Jensen had to clamp his mouth over hers to swallow up
the noise.
Once he was certainly three fingers fit deep within her without causing pain
Jensen slowly pulled them free. They were drenched and he brought them down to
run over his cock, moaning into the kiss at the idea of his skin being slicked
by Jared’s juices. He was going to claim this girl and she would always be his,
and it was so much better because she wanted it as well.
Jensen broke from the kiss as he slid up between Jared;s legs. “Are you ready
for me sweetheart? Ready for me to be in you?”
“Yes, please Jensen, right now,” she whined softly and lifted her legs,
wrapping them around his body.
Slipping a hand under Jared’s back, Jensen held her up off the bed and guided
himself slowly forward. It had been over four years since Jensen had last slept
with a woman but this was on a completely different level. For one, Jensen had
never slept with someone he truly loved, and another thing, Jared was so tight
around his cock Jensen wasn’t sure he would be able to fit. He had thought
three fingers in her would have stretched her plenty but it was as if she
closed up and he was stretching her all over again.
Halfway in he stopped, panting as he stared down at Jared. She had gone
strangely still, her breath coming in very slow inhales and equally slow
exhales. Jensen nearly pulled back, scared that it was too much for the girl.
Hurting her was simply not part of the equation. “Jared?” He whispered, voice
tight, words strangled.
Jensen slowly moved to pull back but Jared’s heel suddenly dug hard into his
back and her nails into his arm. “Jen-” she gasped and finally squirmed back
onto him. “You’re just bigger, s’good. So, so good. Please.”
Groaning, Jensen’s head dipped down to gently kiss over her temple, along her
cheek, across her mouth as he continued to move forward. There was the press of
resistance and Jensen clung just a little tighter, knowing this penetration
would take the last of her virginity. He pushed against it until he was moving
in once more and she gasped and whimpered, clinging tighter to him.
Then he was completely inside her, so he deep he didn’t think it was possible
and her legs were wrapped tight around his waist. She was tiny beneath him,
tight around him, and Jensen was going out of his mind with the desire to move
but he stayed in place as she adjusted.
For long minutes he held his breath, closed his eyes and murmured soft,
reassuring words to her. Gradually her fingers loosened in his hair and she
stroked down his shoulder slowly. “Move now Jensen. Like I did, in and out.”
It was strange to find the words adorable, Jared teaching him how to fuck as if
he never had before. He didn’t tell her that he knew what to do. Instead he
slid out and back in, each move burning and too slow. She took it easily,
arching up into him, moaning softly once more. Almost instantly she was begging
for more, harder, faster. Jensen was losing his mind.
“God baby, you love this don’t you?” He gasped as he fucked faster into her,
each thrust driving harder and deeper up within her. “You- you would do this
even if I were a dog. Wouldn’t you? You’d let me make you my bitch.”
Jared gasped and her hand smacked down on his shoulder. “Je- Jensen,” she
moaned and rocked down onto him. “That’s- that’s a bad word.”
Jensen huffed out a moan and a laugh, dipping down to kiss her soft and slow,
contrasting the pace of his thrusts. “Not now,” he breathed into her lips.
“It’s good baby. Means you’re all mine, doggie or not. You, you’ll always be
mine.”
“Always,” Jared moaned, soft and needy as she squirmed beneath him. She tried
her hardest to meet each of his thrusts with her own rock down against him, her
hands clutching to his skin and holding on tight. “More,” she whispered, biting
down on her bottom lip a moment later.
Shifting to one hand, Jensen let the other caress along Jared’s side, his hips
slowing and deepening as his finger tips moved over each nipple with soft
pinches. The extra stimulation had her arching up, her panting getting louder,
her moans increasing. Jensen was forced to dip down and gather her close,
kissing her deeply as he body shuddered with the waves of her release.
He swallowed each soft keen and worked his hips down harder and faster into
her, skin slapping loud against skin. His own orgasm was building in him,
causing his tongue to thrust hard forward into the girl’s mouth as she clutched
and rocked against him, still begging for more with her body as if Jensen could
never give her enough, no matter how hard he tried.
Breaking from the kiss once more, Jensen dropped his head to the curve of her
neck, panting into the skin as his entire body moved over hers. Her fingers
clenched tight in his hair, her legs slipping over his waist as she moaned.
“Jensen,” his name came out as a soft keen, the girl’s body shuddering once
more beneath him.
Jensen could feel the first spurt of his come filling her, sliding along his
cock as he thrust deep and hard down into her. His orgasm made his vision blur,
his lips latching to the girl’s shoulder to keep from calling out as he thought
he might.
His hips continued soft thrusts as he rode out the last waves of his release,
breath coming hard and tight in his chest. For a few minutes he simply sank
down onto the girl, struggling to calm the racing of his heart. Then Jared
hiccuped a breath and Jensen flinched, pulling out of her and quickly rolling
to the side. “Sorry, did I hurt you?”
Jared’s laugh was weak and soft, her hand dropping to the side and smacking his
chest. “Nuh uh,” she murmured then rolled on her side, scooting close to him.
“How long will you stay human?”
Arms wrapping around the girl, Jensen held her against his chest and pulled in
a slow breath as his lips pressed into her hair. “Can’t let your family see me,
so when you wake up, I’ll be a dog again.”
“Okay,” Jared hummed, not sounding all that upset. “But when we’re alone? Will
you turn human than sometimes?”
Jensen chuckled and ran his hand slowly up and down her back, once more
marveling at the size difference. “Yeah, if you want.”
“As long as we can still play when you’re a doggie too.” Jared’s lips pressed
to Jensen’s chest, her sigh soft. “I still want... you know, when you used to
lick down there. I want that. And maybe... sometime we can do it when you’re a
doggie. You know, like those girl’s in the video.”
Heat crawled through Jensen and he closed his eyes, sucking in a shaky breath.
“Yeah, maybe sometime. When you’re ready.”
It was quiet for a few minutes, long enough that Jensen had thought Jared had
fallen asleep, but then the girl’s soft, sleepy voice sounded once more. “Can
we do it with me in your lap sometime? I saw that online too. And maybe we
could do it like doggies do, on my hands and knees?”
Jensen groaned and squeezed the girl closer. “I’ve got to limit your internet
time from now on.” He smiled when Jared laughed and let her little leg tuck
between his. “But yes, we can do it both those ways too.”
He’d already known, but Jensen decided that becoming a dog was the best thing
that had ever happened to him.
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