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It's A Dog's Day
by Doglover32 (nolan_koenig@yahoo.com)

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When her parents go out of town for the weekend, 
twelve-year-old Stacy finds out that her family's eight 
dogs are more than she can handle. (g/beasts, ped, nc)

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Hi, my name is Stacy, I'm 12 years old and in 5th 
grade. I am rather tall for my age, at five foot five, 
and have green eyes and red hair that flows down to my 
well-shaped butt. My mom and sister likewise have long, 
matching hair. 

My family has four large wolfhounds, a lab, a 
Rottweiler, a huge great Dane, and an absolutely 
massive Saint Bernard, all male, and all not neutered. 
You could say my family collects dogs. The reason we 
don't neuter them is because my mom believes that it is 
immoral and unnatural. When my daddy was here, he tried 
to convince her to neuter them, but to no avail. 

My family has always been very open about sex, and I 
mean very open. My own mother showed me how to 
masturbate, with the reasoning that I wouldn't be as 
inclined to have sex with guys if I knew how to 
pleasure myself. She also signed me up for a full 
sexual education course, despite protests from the 
teacher. She even bought me and my sister vibrators on 
our tenth birthdays, and showed us how to obtain 
maximum pleasure from them. In my family, it isn't 
uncommon for me to be admitted into my sister's bedroom 
to find her masturbating. We don't mind watching each 
other, and sometimes even helping.

Despite this knowledge of sex, I had never broken my 
hymen, and remained a complete virgin. Even when I 
masturbated, I only rubbed the outside, or put the 
vibrator to my clitoris. Nothing bigger than a finger 
had even been more than a quarter-inch inside my 
vagina, and the regular doctor's checkups hurt like 
crazy. 

The doctor, a nice young man by the name of Jack, and 
whom I had a slight crush on, would often press me to 
let him break my hymen with his finger. "You'd feel a 
lot less pain that way," he'd explain. But I always 
said no, that I wanted to lose my virginity the real 
way, with the right boy on our engagement night. 

So on this particular weekend, my big sister, Karen, 
and my mom, Julie, were heading out of town. 

My mom was saying, "now be a big girl for mommy, and 
don't throw any wild parties, you promise?"

"I promise," I said.

She handed me a list and said, "Here's the emergency 
contacts, as well as Greg's number if the dogs are too 
much for you, and Jack's number in case you need 
medical attention." I blushed slightly, took the list, 
and mumbled a quick goodbye. 

I waved until they drove off, then, with a sigh, walked 
back into the house. I took off my socks, shoes, and 
shirt, leaving me with only my panties on, as I didn't 
wear a bra yet. I absent-mindedly stroked my nipples, 
feeling the wonderful feelings going through my body. I 
sat down on the bean bag chair in the living room and 
began to masturbate. Just then, I heard a loud sound 
behind me, and whirled around. It was only Buster, the 
Labrador Retriever. 

He yapped again and put his paws on my shoulders. He 
then began to hump the air, and his penis began to come 
out of its sheath. I stared at it, horrified, and 
pushed him away, yelling, "Bad Buster! Down boy!" 

He gave me a wounded look and went over to the corner 
of the room to slowly lick his engorged member, every 
once in a while shooting me another wounded look. I 
sighed and said, "I know what you want, buster, but I'm 
not a girl dog! I'm a girl human, and we are not 
sexually compatible."

Later on that night, shortly after dinner, I took my 
vibrator and thankfully turned it on. Putting it to my 
clit, I moaned with relief. I hadn't been able to 
masturbate all day, because the dogs kept bothering me 
whenever I tried. I had already put them in the large 
converted garage we used to keep them in at night so 
they wouldn't keep us up with barking. 

I moaned again and pressed the vibrator harder. Just 
then, I heard a loud crash from downstairs. I stifled a 
shriek and turned off my vibrator. I hurriedly put on 
my nightshirt, and walked downstairs cautiously, one 
hand on the railing to steady myself. 

Halfway down the stairs I stepped on a CD case and lost 
my balance. I crashed over the railing, landing tummy-
first on the bean bag chair. The impact took my breath 
away. I heard a sound behind me, but was unable to 
look, as I was still temporarily paralyzed from a 
combination of my fall and the fear I now felt. I felt 
the shape sniff my crotch, and then I almost laughed 
out loud with relief. I would have, if I could have 
caught my breath. 

It was only Buster. He and the other dogs must have 
busted out of the garage into the house again. I 
started to push myself up, but my arms gave way, and my 
legs were still numb from the impact of the fall. I 
decided to lay there for a minute and regain my breath. 
Just then, I felt something wet and soft caress my 
crotch, and I shrieked. 

Then I realized it was only Buster again, and I 
relaxed. I reached back with a very weak arm, and tried 
to shoo him away, but he licked my hand and went back 
to licking my crotch. "I have to... get to the... 
phone... to call doctor... Jack..." I panted to myself. 
I tried again to push myself to my feet, giving it all 
I had. I felt blackness close in and I fainted.

When I awoke some minutes later, I felt extremely 
horny. I couldn't figure out why until I remembered 
Buster licking my crotch. I looked back, and sure 
enough, he was still there, licking from the base of my 
vagina, curling his tongue up into my pussy, and 
tweaking my clitoris with the end of his tongue. I 
moaned with pleasure; I couldn't help myself. 

I was slowly losing my will to leave, and I was only a 
couple licks away from an orgasm. I realized that 
Buster must have found me lying on the floor, smelled 
the juices in my pussy, and decided that I was in heat. 
That thought froze me; if he thought I was a bitch in 
heat, he would probably try to mate with me again! I 
struggled now to get up, but Buster growled at me, and 
I flopped back down, scared. Buster had never been very 
friendly, which was unusual for a lab. He always had 
been very dominant, even with me and my mom and sister. 

I knew he would bite me if I tried to get up again, and 
desperately I tried to think of a way to get out of 
this. Before I could, however, I felt his front paws 
slide past my shoulders and onto the bean bag chair. I 
could feel him humping and began to scream. This was a 
very bad idea, because it brought the other seven dogs 
running. They were growling, until they realized what 
was happening, and then they sat on the ground, tapping 
their tails. 

I screamed again and again, not noticing one of the 
wolfhounds, Warg, sneaking up on me. Suddenly he jumped 
on my head, and began thrusting in my face. I screamed 
again, and that was when two things happened at once. 
The first was that Warg hit my mouth with his growing 
cock, and thrust in hard and deep, nearly gagging me, 
and causing me to involuntarily unclench my legs. 

The second was that Buster took his chance and thrust 
into my now-gushing pussy with his large cock. I cried 
and moaned and thrashed around, making muffled screams 
and shrieks, but it was no good. Soon I resigned myself 
to my fate, and simply took it. The pain in my pussy 
had been incredible at first, but now I was beginning 
to feel a little pleasure mixed with the pain. I 
thought to myself that if I had to do this, I might as 
well enjoy it, so I reached under my tummy and, upon 
finding my clitoris, began to rub it vigorously. 

After a few minutes, I was having a great time, and the 
tears leaking from my eyes were ones of pleasure 
instead of pain and horror. After about half an hour, I 
felt my orgasm building. Just then, Buster thrust in 
hard, and I felt his knot enter me, and my world 
exploded in a wonderful orgasm. I moaned, opening my 
mouth wider, and Warg took his shot and thrust his knot 
into my mouth. 

I gagged, trying not to choke, and breathed through my 
nose. His cock was now sticking down my throat, 
slightly past my trachea, and his knot was rapidly 
expanding in my mouth. I felt like I had swallowed the 
world's biggest jawbreaker. Then Warg stopped thrusting 
and began to pump cum down my throat, with Buster 
orgasming in tandem. 

I cried and cried, and tried not to choke to death with 
the giant cock in my mouth. After what seemed like 
ages, they both finally pulled out.

I gasped for breath, sucking air into my starved lungs, 
until I felt something behind me and gasped. It was 
Bernie, the saint Bernard. I felt him mount me, with no 
foreplay, and knew there was nothing I could do. 
Imagine my horror when his massive cock hit my asshole, 
and he thrust in! I felt like my ass was going to 
explode. 

I cried out and moaned in pain, expecting and wishing 
to die any minute. Then Big Mac, the Great Dane, darted 
in and starting licking my pussy. I have masturbated 
many times, but only once have I felt an orgasm like 
the one Big Mac and Bernie gave me. It lasted until Big 
Mac got his knot in my asshole, which hurt so much I 
stopped in the middle of an orgasm. 

When Bernie finally pulled out of me with a plop, shit 
began to pile on the ground, simply gushing out of my 
ass as if I had been given an enema. The pile of shit 
and cum collected on the ground, and I sighed with 
relief, until the next dog in line, one of the other 
wolfhounds, mounted me. 

I spent the rest of the evening like that, being 
mounted one dog after another. Eventually I had to pee, 
and I just peed while Big Mac's huge cock was inside 
me. I spent the rest of the night cleaning up from 
being the dogs' bitch. 

I shall never forget that dogs' day.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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