“Max! Come!. Max!” Lisa was at her limit of calling for her dog, she had thought it would be a good idea to let him off his leash, in a forest, for the first time. “Where the hell did you get off too… stupid animal.”
It was frustrating to feel gut wrenchingly worried and to also be teeth grindingly annoyed. Still, when she saw him burst out from the foliage, her shoulders sagged with relief and smiled warmly at him knowing he wasn't far at all.
He was German Shepard with a coat of fur like black charcoal, tall triangular ears, the low trademark hips of his breed. She had to remind herself he was still young, just a young adult, easily distracted by simple things. He trotted up to her like nothing was wrong, the tail was high in the air like he was the one in charge.
“There's my good boy!” She was bent over deeply, hands braced on her knees when she cooed to him.
The blondes heavy bust was straining at the metal snaps of her shirt, prying open little gaps in the spaces between them. Her short black skirt was no match for the amount of booty she expected it to hide. It was lifted high over hips showing off the pale round cheeks of her ass, the plump lips of her sex peeking out between her thick thighs. The black triangle supposed to be covering her bare pouty slit had been devoured by them during the walk, the string of black floss, lost in the deep in the crack of her ass.
“Bad! Wandering off like that… you had me worried!” once the elation faded, she realized she should be trying her best to scold him to discourage him from wandering off.
He seemed absolutely pleased with himself, tail wagging high over his back end and completely unphased by her words. Those stunning blue eyes softened her up from the way he would look up at her, she let another transgression slide.
With a sigh of surrender she kneeled down in front of him, the tender moment was suddenly dashed when she gagged from the foul reek of breath. Of course, he just had to get into something in just those few moments of freedom, she was forced to lean in closer with leash in hand.
She hastily attached the lead, her face wrinkled in disgust and before she could even rise to her feet, he was pulling at it and she stumbled forward to keep up with his demands.
They had resumed their morning walk, the sun just started to peak over the hill giving them ample light to walk the quiet trail. The clothes she wore, not quite fitting for the forest, it was her waitressing get up for the morning shift after letting Max burn off some of his seemingly limitless stamina.
Her choice of clothes, just skimpy tools that brought her in so many tips, a racy black skirt and thin white button up blouse. The only downside was the adventurous hands of patrons did not have very far to travel to pet or grab her in more intimate places. Those that did get grabby usually made up for it by tipping the best, it was a win for both of them.
Moments passed by, they were on their way back to the car and for once, Max had stopped yanking at his leash, instead, his pace was slowing. It was a welcome change and she smiled when he was close to her side, she put her hand on his head while they walked, fingers playing over his ears. When started to lag behind, she didn't think much was wrong, just maybe there was an actual limit of his font of energy.
It wasn't until she was yanked back did she consider something was wrong with the pooch, she turned to look at him with her brows furrowed in confusion. The look quickly changed to one of worry, his head was low, the panting sounds he was making were more akin to gasps.
Oh… shit... Max what did you get into.” her voice was a whine of both worry and annoyance from the sudden inconvenience. Then she noticed the predatory look in his eyes, she had never seen such a look from him. Her throat tightened, it was directed towards her, his gaze raked over her curves in a disturbing way.
She was no longer worried about him, but for herself his stance was wide and he licked his jowls at her like she was a piece of meat. When he began to advance on her, every instinct was screaming out for her to run, but she was slowly retreating from him, too terrified to turn her back on Max.
While she was backing away her rump was pressed up to one of the heavy log rails marking the path. She whimpered while he was getting closer, panting heavily with long streamers of drool hanging off his lower jaw, his intention completely eluding Lisa.
“Max… please, it’s me… Lisa… remember?” Her voice was soft to try and coax him down, but there was a tremble of fear to it from her companion turning on her.
She was nearly sitting on the log when he got even closer, unsure of what to do, she held still, not wanting to provoke him. His wedge shaped head was moving between the part of her knees, his eyes locked on what lay under her skirt. He shoved at her inner thigh with a snarl and she spread her legs without hesitation.
Her heart was jackhammering in her chest, eyes growing wider when his snout moved under her skirt, his musty breath washing over her snatch. Her sex was already well aware of what her canine was planning, pulsing eagerly for his mouth, her mind, on the other hand, was in complete denial of her arousal.
Max surely noticed and shoved his head almost completely under her skirt to give her muff a proper hello with a rumbling growl. The slimy nose ramming into her sex made her gasp, those harsh vibrations from his growl rippling through her that had her toes curling in her shoes. As it would turn out to her complete shock and awe, her dog wanted to devour her in a much more intimate way.
The first thing she could think to do was look around, making damned sure no one was watching, caring more about getting caught than her dog grinding his nose over her seam. Max cared little about discretion, far too busy huffing up the scent of her box, blowing his scorching hot breath against her petals.
She went completely stiff when he planted a kiss right against the barely covered lips of her pussy. The hot tongue grabbed at her lips, pulling at them until she groaned low from the friction, the rough muscle rasping over her silken petals.
Her cheeks flushed pink from the naughty mix of pleasure and the utter shame of enjoying it, she bit her bottom lip, biting back the urge to want more. Surely it was all just a mistake, Max was just confused, he couldn't possibly want her in such a canal way, it was the right thing to try and stop him.
“Max… what the fuck are yo-” She harshly whispered her complaint at him and was reaching for his collar, but the growl that came from under her dress made her reconsider trying to stop him.
His hot tongue struck her again, harder, more demanding than before, then she yelped when his sharp incisors pinched at one of her puffy lips.The g-string was a terrible idea, her clever companion was using his teeth to brush it aside exposing her entirely to his predatory mouth.
She had to grip the log when he attacked her slit with full force, head falling back with a groan from the rapid strokes of his oral. He was ravishing her slit loud and sloppy, the sound was similar the way he would drink up water, instead her pussy was the bowl he was drinking from.
He was growling long and low while licking her, it was like he was deeply enjoying it and she adored how those tremors would wash over her slit. His tongue was powerful and quick, she was struck with one electric jolt of pleasure after another from a ceaseless assault on her pussy.
.She had heard stories about women using tricks to fool dogs into licking them, Max needed no deception, it was no mistake, he was deliberately eating her out. Part of her knew she should to stop him, what they were doing was wrong, but those deep kisses were threatening to unravel what little inhibitions she had left.
“Max… please… we can't” Her voice was low and haughty, she had to pause to pant between her the last desperate words to save some dignity.
Max didn't listen his tongue kept slapping over her sopping cunt, thick ropes of his sticky drool hung off her ass, the log soaked with her arousal and his spit. Her green eyes were heavily lidded with lust and in her debilitated state spread her legs to him in surrender. When her thighs parted even wider and she exposed the entirety of her pussy, he shoved his muzzle between them with a desirous snarl.
She felt tongue pushing past her petals and the intensity of her pleasure surged too far greater heights once his coarse muscle was scouring the sensitive center of her sex. The moments to catch her breath were far and few when she felt him licking into the crack of her ass and all the way to her most sensitive protrusion.
The experience was amazing, all her reservations were being licked from her, she reached down to stroke the soft velvet of his ears, completely in a daze of euphoria. She could never go back to normal oral, not after what Max was showing her on the trail and what kind of pleasure he could give her. She didn't even want to go to work anymore, all she cared for was to be with her canine lover.
When he paused in his relentless assault, she noticed how hotly her pussy was pulsing from his affection. Her body was hot all over, feverish from the experience, her mind was in a fog of lust, wanting to feel more.
“Oh fuck… Max… don't stop.” She whined from her addiction for his mouth, but Max had stopped and he was sitting far back from her, panting from a job well done.
Jutting from between his legs was his crimson penis, it was a huge glistening spire of twitching meat. The tip was blunt and the flesh bulged much wider behind it, giving it a look more akin to a heavily veined baseball bat. It biggest cock she had ever seen, standing tall before her, resting between the legs of her dog.
She fell to her knees in worship and crawled towards it with the intent to return the oral her animal lover had given her. There was no hesitation when she spread her plump lips around his girth and sucked on Max’s cock like a whore.
The size of him was incredible, she could barely handle him in her mouth, but it didn't stop her from bobbing her head while moaning over his dick. His salty flavor saturated her sense of taste, making her drool profusely over his crimson rod. the heavy musk coming off his crotch filled her nostrils, he smelled like a primal horny animal.
Her hand was between her legs, stirring hard into the swollen button under her thick folds, her blonde head bobbing in her dog's lap. Max seemed more than happy to sit there while she debased herself on his dick, panting his drool over her back as badly as she was salivating over his shaft.
The way his cock fattened in the middle made it hard to move her tongue when he was in her mouth. Still, she felt the tangle of veins under the skin and how they twitched over her sensitive muscle. She was taking him in deeply, letting her pooch push into her throat so her throat could grab at him with an ulp when she tried to swallow him.
He suddenly pulled away, member withdrawing from her mouth with a wet pop, left gasping from her debauchery and drunk with desire. When she saw him moving to her back end, she wanted to present her ass better for him and pressed her chest into the hard packed dirt, flattening her mountains to push her rump high into the air like a good slut for him.
Max wasted little time and mounted her with a growl, pushing his paws around her hips until she felt them just gripping her above the mound of her pussy. His paws were clutching her tightly, the hard claws gouging at her skin through the waistband of the skirt.
He was pulling in closer, his fat rod smacking between her parted thighs, getting into position to fuck his master. A battle raged in her mind over how she was willingly allowing her pet to fuck her, she knew it was depraved to let it happen, but she was also curious about just how different he was going to be.
She sucked in a sharp breath when he jabbed at her with his hard member, he just missed, worrying close to either hole. She angled her hips a little higher, wanting to make sure her dog found the right tight opening. Then he struck again and she yelped from a force behind it, it was like getting prodded with a hot spear against the side of her pussy.
When he hit the mark, did he ever fucking hit it, her pussy belched from his fleshy club smashing up inside the tight opening. She cried out wildly from the shock he delivered to her system, it was a savage mix of pain and pleasure to take something so large inside. It was so intense, she instinctively tried to pull away from the source, but he yanked her right back down onto it.
Then he kept ramming it deeper and deeper, coring out her cunt with his girth and snarling while he so mercilessly conquered her fuck hole. Her screams were frantic, scared by the pain but deeply aroused by how aggressively he was claiming her.
She was being shoved forward from the power behind his hips, tits scraping over the hard ground, eyes wide in awe when he pushed in so deeply. The pain didn't diminish her desire in the slightest, it only enhanced it, she adored how badly he was stretching her slot around his fat shaft.
His head was tucked against the side of her neck, panting into her ear to the tune of the frenzied speed of his bucking hips. Her cries became more haughty from being forced to take his size so deeply, only to be stuttered by the brutal jarring impacts of his hips striking her rump.
Her eyes wide in disbelief at how good a dog's cock, she was filled to the brim with his scorching hot rod, so many hard veins running over his shaft, giving it a rough and bumpy texture to rake against her silken walls. Her pussy was melting its liquid lust around his piston, over lubricating it until her slot was slurping and squelching.
Her dog was taking advantage of her slutty ass and she loved how her her pussy make those sloppy sounds with his canine meat churning inside her. She knew she should stop him, to try and pull away, or at least act like she didn't want it, but she was doing absolutely none of those things.
Max was absolutely punishing her cunt for enjoying his massive dick, those plump lips had swollen bright pink and were being pushed and pulled along his shaft. She was infatuated with getting rutted into by a horny animal and pushed up off the ground only so she could push back harder into his bucking hips.
He rumbled his approval and haunched even harder into her, sending deep ripples down her the thick rounds of flesh with a muffled impact of his furry hips smacking at her plump ass. It was her turn to pant from the force of his blows, her massive tits swinging between her arms, busting the front of her shirt open to dance in the open air.
When her pussy adjusted to his girth and the ache truly melted away, she knew her dog had completely ruined her. With only the wild surges of pleasure ripping through her body, she felt a tension rapidly building in her core, there was nothing left to hold back the orgasm she lusted to experience.
It only took a few of those deep haunches to turn the building tension into a bomb of euphoria which he released upon her with devastating effect. She threw her head back with a scream so loud it made her throat ache to release it, but it only made her peak rise to dizzying heights.
Her legs were quaking from the waves of pure pleasure, her pussy contracting so tightly around his girth, he snarled from the friction of it. He was still jackhammering her while she was cumming, over stimulating her with mind melting shockwaves of raw pleasure. She moaned like a depraved slut, eyelids fluttering from being completely lost in the bliss of it.
His glans we're swelling up at the base of his dick, slipping in and out of her opening, growing larger with every pass. Her dog wanted to tie with her, to breed her cunt like a proper bitch, in her pleasure doped stupor, she spread her legs wider to accept her role as his cum dumpster.
She mewled from the sensation of him yanking his fat stopper in and out of her still contracting opening, making her hole slurp and pop when it tried to grip him, but he kept ripping it away. Her eyes rolled up to gaze at the inside of her skull from the wild shocks of pain and pleasure of him teasing at her hole with something so unbelievably thick.
Then he slammed it into her so hard and deep, she was shoved down into the dirt with a pained grunt. He made her take his fat knot, stars had burst in her vision from her pussy being filled to the brim. Even when laid low by him, she groaned in bliss from the feeling of Max getting truly stuck inside her.
His knot was still swelling up she broke into a fit of frantic breaths when it got thicker than a grown man's fist. The sensation of his entrenched cock throbbing against her walls had her pussy clenching right back, those fat lips sucking around his tie, pulling at his organ with hunger.
She was rewarded with cock turning steely hard inside, her world was being rocked when his hard meat pushed achingly at her soft hole. Then she felt it, a fat rope of thick slime being fired inside her. She had never a fan of creampies, getting a pussy full of stinky sticky cum was gross. but it was different with Max.
When she felt the intense heat of his potent animal seed, it gave her such a dirty thrill, when she looked back to him, her eyelids were heavy with desire. He was standing on top of her like a conqueror, she could have sworn he was grinning amidst his quickened panting. He didn't cum much, but that one single shot felt like a lot, the heat of it was radiating deeply in her core.
After a short while of them laying fused together, his cock gave another mighty throb and she gasped from the sensation of him pumping a torrent of doggy jizz inside her. She wasn't sure if he had peaked again, or if male dogs just took their sweet time blasting into their stuck bitches.
It was such a slow release, but with each flex, she would get filled up a little more by him, the longer he remained tied to her, the more he would surely give her. She had plenty of time to fantasize what it would be like to be pregnant with his puppies and found herself sorely wanting to experience it.
Her thoughts were scattered by another hard flex and a slowly building pressure following it, he had filled her up to the brim. It felt too good, pumped with such a massive load of animal spunk, it had her wriggling her hips around his knot for even more.
Another hot surge never came, instead, she felt the pressure of his knot fading, their time bound together was coming to an end. He gave a light tug, but she didn't want him to leave, she greedy gripped him with her sex.
She yelped her regrets when he yanked even harder and there was a loud fleshy pop. And her legs snapped tight from the harsh sting when his partially deflated knot slipped from her slot.
Once the cork was removed, she let out a long burbling cum fart before it was cut off completely by the thick torrent of pearl white slime spilling out from between the yawning lips of her pussy.
“Max put it back in.” She demanded with a whine while wriggling her hips at him, trying her best to tease her dog to fuck her more.
Instead, she heard the jingle of his dog tags, ouch, shot down by her own companion as he started to walk away. She sat up to watch him trotting down the path, if there was a shred of pride left, it might have stung more. Her brows furrowed in annoyance, watching him trotting off with the fat crimson cock she craved swaying tauntingly between his legs.
She got up on her unsteady legs, forced to tail Max, who thankfully was going the right way towards the car. Trying to catch up to him was proving difficult with her pussy pulsing with such aching need.
Every step she took only seemed to stoke the fire between her legs, even worse she felt his tacky mess clinging heavily to her stockings. ever in her life had she ever felt so horny, even the reek of her dog's spunk was just a turn on for her sex addicted mind.
When she finally caught up to the leash dragging far behind him, she bent down to snatch it up. Once she had a good hold of the lead she tried to stop Max with it, finally, she slowed him down and got him close enough so she could give his head a pet.
“That's my good boy… I need a nice shower after what you did all up in me.” her voice was haughty and he seemed to be just beside himself with amusement the way he was grinning and panting.
Then she heard the sounds of rapid foot steps and a tall brunette rounded the corner, her long toned legs taking long strides as she ran up to Lisa. Her body was athletically toned, which only made her enhancements more obvious, the tank top was stretched around two perfectly round volley balls for tits. She wasn't even needing to wear a bra to support those perky monsters, the pink caps surrounding her chubby nipples showing through the material.
When she met the other woman's eyes, they were wide in shock and Lisa’s stomach twisted in horror when they raked down her body. Her own impressive rack was practically hanging out of her dirt smeared top.
Her breasts were pushing through the blown out gap of her shirt from the rough doggy fucking, the chocolate colored areolas just peeking from the window. Her thighs were soaked with drool, cum and pussy juice right down to the knees as a milky froth clinging to her stockings.
“Beautiful dog.” The girl coyly said to her while running past, Lisa couldn't utter a word and her head tracked the woman as she ran by, only for her to flashed an amused smirk before looking forward.
Lisa groaned her embarrassment, then felt a sudden tug at the leash, towards the woman, Max clearly wanted a piece of her ass and was reaching for it with his front paws. She was seriously tempted to just let him go after her, just to see what kind of stupid face the bimbo would make with her dog on top of her perfectly sculpted ass.
Instead, she bit down the urge and gave a light tug and he was slow relent, but then he looked back at her, seeming to weigh his options and then turned to keep walking with Lisa.
“Yeah, don't worry about that slut, when we get home… you can have me to your heart's content, Max.” She purred to him while stroking his ear, she was definitely missing work today.
Lisa had to lay down a towel in the driver's seat before she climbed into her car, Max was in the back, curled up and on his way towards a well-deserved rest.
The drive home was nearly uneventful, except when a line of jet black vehicles drove past her. Large boxy security vans rumbled by, leading long triple axle buses, the suspicious convoy was quite long and seemed to be heading for the park they had come from.
When Lisa opened the door to her apartment, they both moved with a separate goal in mind, she was heading to the shower connected to her bedroom. Max, on the other hand, made a beeline towards the food bowl and dove in with a ravenous hunger.
She pulled open her brown filthy shirt and let it fall off her arms before looking down at her breasts. They were in a sorry state, unevenly stuffed back into the cups of her bra, one nipple was hanging out, cleavage streaked with dirt. Unzipping the side of her skirt, she pushed it past the broad swell of her hips, thumbs also hooking into her underwear to take them both off.
While was practically peeling off the stockings that had been glued to her legs by Max’s cum, she wanted to take a look between her legs. With a foot on the toilet, she inspected her scene with a hand. Her box was hot to the touch, her lips still pink and swollen, making them even poutier than usual.
When she pried them apart, they wetly smacked at her before exposing the glistening pink flesh under them. Other than the stink of a dog's creampie, she looked just fine down there, her pussy just needed a little rinse for another round.
With the standing shower on and the water steaming warm she stepped into the spray and she sighed in the bliss of the heat washing over her body. She usually took long showers, but not this time, like an addict in withdrawal she was yearning to feel those sensations all over again.
When she left the side bathroom and entered the adjoining master bedroom, she was still dripping wet. On the dresser was the radio, her old as fuck media player permanently residing between the speakers. She turned on a playlist of music, the kind of music she to get fucked good and hard with, then cranked the volume way up.
She did not want the neighbors getting worried about the screams of her pleasure and calling the cops, it wouldn't be the first time it had happened to her.
With an eager leap, she bounced onto her bed, the springs squeaking with her weight, the frame was shaped out of painted black metal. Thick pipes formed a broad curve for the front and back boards with evenly spaced slender bars under the bend of the railing.
She grabbed one of her pillows to put it under her midriff for support, tucking her knees under her and lifting her ass just a little higher. She looked over her shoulder to see the broad shape of her booty, glistening wet ready for another rough and deep round of doggy fucking.
The length small double bed was opposite of the door, she was bent over facing the foot of the bed and its low metal railing, her voluptuous figure on full display for anyone when they walked in.
“Max, come here, mommy has a treat for you!” She called for him excitedly, immediately she heard the sharp clicking of his claws against the hardwood floor of the living room.
She saw him enter just out of the corner of her eye, her spine had an electric thrill surge up it and she shuddered from the sensation. Her pussy was pulsing with a need to be filled, her lips already sticky with her nectar.
The bed shifted when more weight was added, she wriggled her ass at her partner joining her, trying to entice him to ravage her body. A hot breath blew over her petals and had her spine tingling with excitement. Then his weight was forced upon her backside, she huffed having to support him so suddenly and just a little disappointed there was going to be no foreplay.
His paws were gripping her sides, those blunt claws digging at her delicate skin and making her ache where they scraped. She winced from the fire she felt over her skin and made a mental note to get them cut at some point after.
He was panting eagerly to mate with her, hips pulling in close to her sex to take aim for her muff. Then he slammed into her, brutally packing her tight cunt with dog meat. Her mind was sent spinning, groaning low in a senseless tone from the mental shock of it.
With a growl he drove into her, over and over, boring out her tight cunt, forcing her open to take him in. He was brute force hate fucking her, forcing noises from her throat more akin to a dying animal, but he was heedless of how badly he was rattling her mind it mush.
The hot ache of being stretched out and the deep cramp of him pushing so deeply inside returned, she could have sworn he was even bigger than before. He was pounding so into her with such raw power, she had to brace with her hands against the railing so she could take the full force of his hips.
She felt packed to the brim with animal dick, so full, her pussy felt stuck on him and when he pulled back she felt a wild suction inside. Wild screams were being pushed out of her every time his hips connected with her ass. It was a sharp clap of flesh on flesh, her pussy gushing when he shoved to the hilt, inner thighs soaking wet to feel her dog once again.
Then he throbbed inside her, she gasped from the sudden shock of the lips of her muff being forced wider. There were pins and needles pricking along them, he was definitely bigger then, she tried to dismiss it, recklessly brushing it aside, but then he throbbed again.
“Max! God Max… it's too big!” She whimpered from the pain, it was too much, she couldn't take him anymore and feared he would only grow larger.
She reached back to push at his hips, instead of grabbing his thick coat of fur, she only found a few lingering wires of hair. Her stomach knotted with dread, something was terribly wrong with him, when she looked back over her shoulder, her eyes grew wide with terror.
It was a sickening sight, Max looked like he had the mange, his fur patchy all over and she could see his muscles rippling to fuck her. His lip was curled with a snarl, his eyes were bloodshot wide with some kind of feral madness and boring into hers. The fluffy tail looked as if it had been replaced by a snake, the broad head was swaying in the air behind him.
Stricken with panic, she whimpered and lurched away from him, but those paws squeezed even tighter into her hips, holding her in place. He was still plowing into her while she was kicking her legs in desperation to get away from what used to be her dog.
Her skin crawled when she felt thick ropes of muscle winding around her thighs in widely spread out coils. She grimaced when they crushed into her flesh like steel cables before her legs were being pulled apart by them. The muscles of her thighs shuddered to resist his demands, but it was useless to fight, the twisted canine forced her to spread wide to him.
He was only getting bigger inside, pushing the limits of not just her fuck slot, but also what her mind could handle. Her eyes rolled back into her skull, unable to even scream between her frantic breaths, her mind overloaded from the feeling of being turned into the canines fuck toy.
Her stomach was being pushed out with his size, insides gurgling in protest from his violent renovation. Those gruesome noises coming from her midsection was an assault on her ears, her pussy was broken.Whatever strength she had left was pounded out of her, she was lying there, eyes vacant.
His tail curled in, the broad head slithering over the broad cheek of her ass, hunting for a hole to violate in her deep cleft. She was barely aware of the python pushing at her back door, grinding relentlessly at the tight pucker to take the wide spade of its tip. It was only when she felt the ache of her asshole being stretched did she notice, her cheeks snapped taught to try and stop it, only to feel it cram into her bowels.
Her face went stupid, tongue falling limply from her mouth, both her holes filled beyond what she conceived to be her limit. His cock was a blur between her legs, the fat purple organ no longer looking the role of a baseball bat, it had grown to the size of one. The tail was twisting, shoving around at her walls with its hard muscle, giving her ass sharp mighty pumps, stabbing at her bowels to burrow deeper into her guts.
She was lost in the experience of getting her holes ruined, her body moaning mindlessly even though she was unsure if it was pain or pleasure she was feeling. All she could tell it was too much, no women could take such large things up both her holes and enjoy it.
Then she was proven horribly wrong when the walls of her slot clamped down so hard on Max’s cock she saw stars from it. A clear geyser of her musky fluid shot from her yawning pussy lips and all over the bed darkening her sheets.
She groaned when her mutated dog forced her to cum, it was the first time she squirted and now her cunt wouldn't stop splashing his nuts with high-pressure gouts of pussy juice. Her mind went haywire with the fireworks of pleasure crackling in her gray matter from the forced orgasm.
His knot struck at her lips, sharply stinging her petals with the hard connection, he wanted to tie with her and she had no choice in the matter. She only felt it the one time, then everything went dark and the last thing she remembered was a disturbing slurp erupt between her legs.
Max had slammed his knot up his master's fuck hole, pushing so hard her body was pitched forward shoved over the foot of the bed. Her limp body was draped over the railing, tits and all dangling off the side, groaning deadpan from the tumor wedged up her cunt.
He was instantly stuck inside, but that didn't stop him from banging his growing tumor around in her tight hole. He felt the pressure of his tie against the tail he had crammed into her rear end, and he pulled it from her ass to make room, he was going to need it, all of it.
The mound of her pussy obscenely swelled up, her legs spreading out until he could feel her bones grinding into his meat. The unconscious woman pissed herself when he had gotten so big and he felt her pelvis creaking to contain how girth.
The pressure of her passage made his cock throb, the bulge deep in her midsection moving to the tune of his twitching cock. He growled from his release, pumping his seed inside her with such power there was a loud gurgle, her stomach quivered from the force behind it. After a long moment, his organ flexed again and her midriff began to well up with his huge load.
More and more flowed into passed out slut, her taut belly expanding a little more, getting rounder, sagging lower. The bulge made by his cock was nothing compared to how pregnant she began to look with his ceaseless supply of roiling spunk pouring into her.
When he was done Impregnating his fertile bitch, the knot deflated, and he had enough presence of mind to let it limply slip out of her hole. He released her and stepped off the bed, his job was done, he needed to gather his strength to breed more.
Lisa was left hanging halfway off the end of the bed, arms hanging low enough for her fingers to drag over the hardwood. Her bloated stomach was keeping her from falling off the side, flesh pushing between the bars. Then her ravaged pussy loudly belched from its gaping hole, pushing out a torrent of canine jizz, but her stomach barely deflated at all.
When Lisa woke up, she felt drunk, her lower body was completely numb, it was a disturbing sensation, at first she didn't even recognize her room, or why she was dangling off her bed. Her arms were trembling when she used them to push off the railing.
She groaned as her mind sluggishly roused and she pushed back to sit, only to have her ass smothered by a puddle of cold slime. She might have been disgusted by it, but her mind was focused on more distressing things, like the alien movement in her swollen stomach.
She clutched the lump of her midsection, it felt firm and it looked like she was already well into her second trimester. Yet, she had no clue how it happened, her mind was a blank over what Max had done to her.
Then her mouth gaped in complete stunned awe from the feeling of tiny limbs pushing at her palms. There was a disturbing pleasure about the way they moved inside, but she was filled with nauseating anxiety over just how many bodies were inside her.
Her stomach was growing too fast, the skin ached, turning crimson in color from being forced to stretch for her inhuman children. She felt dizzy, taken with a need to lay back and spread her legs.
She was helpless, watching her midsection bloating, even the sides of her body gave way to the round shape. They began to thrash more urgently inside, her stomach loudly churning from their movement. It was hard for her to see her body writhing with life, her head tilted away looking to the ceiling and reaching back to clutch the bars above her head.
Then her stomach contracted against them and a flood of clear fluid rushed out of her, it was time for them to come out. She grit her teeth and pushed, only to gasp when she felt something shift lower inside her. A baby was in her birth canal, she gripped the bars with trembling arms and a low cry poured out, it was thrashing violently as if trying to claw its way out of her.
The feeling of her nightmarish child burrowing its way through her passage made it impossible to focus on pushing, breathing alone was a struggle for her, desperately filling her lungs in ragged gasps, but were never enough. Then it's snout thrust past the lips of her pussy, she was desperate to see it, but her belly was too bloated to peer between her legs.
What she heard was the sharp clicking of jaws and snarling hisses from between her legs, she didn't need to see it was a monster pawing its way out of her. It was too much for her mind to handle, her eyes fluttered and her head fell back before the rest of her upper body followed.
Lisa had passed out at the worst possible time, the puppy still thrashing its wedged shaped head between the bruised lips of her cunt, jaws snapping at the air in anger. The animal had a lipless maw with rows of sharp looking teeth, the pink after birth clinging to rigid features of its exposed skull, its eyes were milky white and lidless. Her stomach had swollen past her mountainous rack with a large litter quickly losing their patience. They were pushing with heads and paws, deforming the round shape with large swell before relenting.
The first pup slipped out of her with a messy slurp, sliding across the bed in the warm pool of amniotic fluid. It was laying there, panting from the exertion of having to push through its mother's tight canal. Another head was quick to emerge from her gaping slot, then it too joined its brother in freedom after a few hard wriggles.
More and more tunneled out of her slack pussy, over twelve of the skeletal critters were gathered at the foot of her bed. The woman's breaths were labored, body slathered in sweat, her belly had shrunk but was flushed pink and sported some misshapen red bruises where a pup pushed too hard.
Max returned with only one thing on his mind, with one of the many tendrils jutting from his back grabbed the female by the leg and pulled her. She was yanked abruptly to the side of the sodden bed, rump right to the edge before the infected canine.
Another tendril whipped around the leg dangling over the side and he pushed her thighs far back, folding his former master until her knees were touching past her shoulders. Everything below was on full display, and he pressed his snout to her banquet of sin, huffing her scent, only caring if she was still fertile.
He rumbled low while mounting the busty blonde and pressed his cock up against her twitching slit. When he entered her without mercy, her pussy protesting with a long sloppy belch, but he only cared for the resistance of her soft meat around his shaft.
Her limp body jerked under him, tits swinging heavily from his feral sex, cock sinking deep into her raw passage. Even if Lisa couldn't give him another litter, she still had plenty of use as a fuck toy for her dog.
