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This story takes place several months after Joanne's story. This story will take off where that one will end.

Denise could hardly believe she was actually having sex. It had been her idea, and Harry wasn't about to argue with her. He pounded her in the back seat of his car, and she knew he should be wearing a condom, but he hadn't had one on him, and she wasn't in heat so it should be okay. It felt great, as the young poodle knew it would, but even as her hunk of a boyfriend ground himself between her legs, his thick erection aiming right for her unprotected womb, all she could think about was what had happened just a few hours earlier...

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Denise wrung her hands. She hated bathing her pet German shepherd almost as much as he hated being bathed. He shivered, looking at her as if she were about to kill the poor dog. She was in the bathtub with him, pouring water over his short fur and trying not to get too wet herself. Her thick, curly, white fur took forever to dry, and she had a date with her boyfriend in two hours. Why couldn't her family have gotten a different type of dog? Both Bear and her boyfriend Harry were German shepherds, and she found it incredibly awkward walking a four-legged animal that looked so much like her boyfriend. She had to look the other way when Bear 'went'.

It was weird for a family of canines to even HAVE a pet dog. But she didn't have a say in the matter. She began rubbing the shampoo in Bear's fur, despite his whimpers. He was already two years old, and had way too much energy. She had to stay on high alert to keep him from bolting out of the bathtub and shaking water all over her. Probably because her parents hadn't got him neutered yet, though her father kept saying he'd get around to it. It was extra annoying because until Bear got fixed, whenever she or her mom were on their period, they had to keep the dog locked up. He would get really 'excited' and unmanageable, which was why they should have gotten a cat in the first place. But her father had wanted a dog.

She was lathering his stomach when she noticed he was getting a little 'excited' right then. Strange, she wasn't in heat, and usually bath time was so traumatizing all he did was curl up and shudder in fear. But sure enough, she caught a glimpse of red poking out between his legs. Gross. But she was almost done bathing him, so she wanted to quickly finish so she could get to the hair-dryer. Denise gritted her teeth and ignored the bright organ. She quickly lathered Bear's abdomen, but accidentally brushed up against his penis.

The poodle jerked her head back just in time, as Bear suddenly snapped at her, growling. The shampoo went flying, landing behind her in the tub, floating on five inches of water. "Bear!" she reprimanded, shocked at his reaction. He must be more sensitive down there than she thought! "Bad dog!"

He seemed to have calmed down, so she turned around and reached for the shampoo bottle, and like that he was on her. She was shocked to feel his weight on her back, his forelegs on either side of her. She looked over her shoulder at him in fear, afraid he was attacking her again, but what she saw made her eyes widen. He had mounted her! Her jaw dropped as the German shepherd ignored the water he loathed so much and began pushing up against her. Stunned, the poodle tucked her tail between her legs and yelped, "Bear, no! Bad dog!"

She tried to push him off to no avail. He was as big as she was, and apparently stronger. She was slipping in the soapy water. She had to get out of the tub! She reached up to grab the towel rack so she could pull herself up. She could almost reach it. She stretched for it, and her fingertips brushed the metal, but she lost her grip and slid back into the tub on her hands and knees. Her face got submerged, and she lifted her head, shaking it and gasping for air.

When she cleared her head, Denise realized that something was horribly wrong. Though Bear was tugging on her hindquarters as enthusiastically as before, she felt a pain between her legs that hadn't been there. Looking back, she yipped again. Her tail was curled up between his stomach and her back, and the pain intensified with each of Bear's thrusts. He was in her, fucking her!

No! Not like this. She'd lost her virginity to a feral dog! Already the pain of his entry was dulling, but the anguish of the ordeal was just beginning. Then she whimpered in fear, realizing that it could be even worse: Bear could get her knocked up. A cold chill overwhelmed her. Thank god she wasn't in heat, but she still had to get him off her as soon as possible.

Denise reached again for the towel rack, her only hope. Every muscle strained as she pulled herself forward while Bear kept pulling her back onto his thick cock. Deeper and deeper he violated her. She was almost helpless in his powerful grasp as he humped, having his way with her. He sped his thrusts, with a bestial vigor that was intimidating, the water in the tub sloshing back and forth and coating her thick fur. He was huge, and only seemed to be getting bigger. He stretched her tight, virgin pussy.

She had it! Her hands clasped the rack, and she managed to stand half-way. But somehow, Bear didn't drop off of her. She strained to hold her footing, but he was pulling her back, with more than just his forelegs. Looking down, she yelped. He was hilted inside of her, and her vulva was stretched unbelievably like a softball. The bulge was immense; he had tied with her, and she had no hope of escape until he had finished with her.

Her hope gone, she sank dejectedly back into the tub, on her hands and knees. She whimpered as he pumped mercilessly, gasping, "Bear, no..." The poodle lay docilely beneath the aggressive German shepherd, soaked and helpless. She could hardly believe his ferocity. She couldn't help but bow to his whims. Bear grunted, not slowing his rough fucking of the young poodle.

Every thrust ground his giant knot against Denise's clitoris, and she blushed as the feelings began to course through her body. It couldn't feel good, could it? He was raping her! Still, it's not like he knew what he was doing. As far as he knew she was just a willing bitch panting beneath him. And she was beginning to wonder how true that statement was becoming. Wincing, she began pushing back against him, tugging on the humongous knot that stretched her vulva wide and trapped her next to him.

Soapy water covered her body and dripped down on her from Bear, but she was beginning to become very wet inside as well. Each thrust sent waves of water through the tub, and waves of pleasure through her body, the splashing of the water not quite drowning out the slurping sound of Bear's cock gyrating inside her, nestled up against her cervix.

The white poodle moaned as the big, black and tan shepherd violated her virgin passageway, knowing there was only one way this would end. She lifted her tail and thrust her hips obediently, resigning herself to the inevitable. She readied herself for him to cum inside of her. She had no choice but to submit to his will and accept his seed. At least she wasn't in heat. She could never live down bearing a litter of feral puppies.

Thrust after thrust, Bear kept Denise right where he wanted her. She moaned loudly, too loudly. Her parents might hear! If she had been thinking, she might have called for help, but it was far too late now. And she wasn't sure she wanted help anymore. She had always wondered what sex would be like, and her rather sudden introduction was turning out to be quite an experience. She cupped a hand over her mouth to muffle her cries, slipping further back into the tub.

"Bear...Bear!" she whimpered, overwhelmed by the intensity of her unexpected mate. She looked down to watch the painful looking bulge between her legs stretching and pulling each time the German shepherd threw himself against her. It was unbelievable. She called out, "Oh god, Bear...unf! You're fucking huge!" She felt a sinking feeling in her gut as she reflected upon exactly what was happening to her. She lay in the murky water, getting fucked by a dog. Not a person, dog; a dog, dog.

The young poodle shivered, her soaked clitoris being hammered by the German shepherd. She yelped in a mixture of pleasure and humiliation. How could she just let him? She just spread her legs and knelt meekly beneath him, waiting for him to finish and spew his seed inside her. She blushed, realizing it was well beyond that, now. She was humping back, his willing bitch. She was angry at herself, but she couldn't deny the pleasure coursing through her slender body. Gasping, she barked, "Do it, Bear! Fuck me! I'm yours, give it to me!"

Her eyes popped open. Denise heard footsteps coming up the stairs. Her parents were investigating! What if they had heard what she had said? She clapped a hand over her mouth, muffling her whimpering moans as Bear grunted, ignoring everything except the moist pussy squeezing around his cock. Her mother's voice filtered through the door, "Denise, honey, are you okay?"

She waited until the dog was between thrusts to remove her hand and answer quickly, "Yeah, Mom, fine! Unf!"

"Are you sure?"

Water splashed against the tub with each of the feral dog's thrusts. Denise yelped, "Yeah, you know...aaaah, you know Bear! Unnnh...he hates baths!"

"Denise?" she asked again, but Denise wasn't able to answer this time.

Bear shoved himself painfully against the young poodle's rump, the firm tip of his erection teasing the sensitive wall barring entrance to her uterus. She yelped in surprise, and then felt the warm fluid she had been waiting so patiently for. His seed quickly filled every nook and cranny of her vaginal passage, the majority of which was straining to contain Bear's huge cock and swollen knot. She knew her mom was right on the other side of the bathroom door, but she couldn't stop Bear from dropping his jaw and howling as he sowed his seed inside Denise. She couldn't even stop herself from joining him in bliss, her own body welcoming his sticky invasion. Her straining insides clenched around him, squeezing the big dog's cock and greedily drinking in his semen. She gripped the sides of the tub with both hands, her body shuddering as she opened her mouth and howled along with Bear.

"Denise! What's happening?" her mother cried in alarm, and she began trying the doorknob, but the bathroom door was locked.

The young poodle couldn't answer, moaning as Bear repeatedly twitched forward, releasing one stream of fluid after another. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth, lost in the unbelievable pleasure traveling in waves from the origin point inside of her. She was his. She knew that now, from the moment he forced himself inside her tender, virgin entrance that she was his bitch, at least until he had finished having his way with her. It was incredibly humbling to fully submit to the more powerful animal, her entire body begging for him. She whimpered.

"Denise! I'm getting the key, okay, I'll be right back!" her frantic mother yelled through the door.

Shit! That was the last thing Denise needed. She wasn't sure how she could explain this, shuddering the in the throes of her first orgasm. Her mom would enter the bathroom and see her young poodle violated by a feral dog, moaning and begging for his cum. Her precious baby, offering herself willingly to a beast. She had to stop her mom from opening that door, and that meant she needed to find her voice. Grinding her hips against him, she tried to get all of her gasps and moans out of her system by the time her mom returned.

All the while, Bear's balls twitched, coating her insides. She looked down between her legs and she pushed back against him, watching as his special glue dribbled out of her stretched vulva, somehow making it past his softball knot. The bathtub water now had floating pools of cum, dog seed that had just recently been inside of her. Thankfully, her orgasm was finally dulling, just before her mom started back up the stairs. Bear rested on her rump, still shooting inside of her. She could only guess how much sperm was inside her now. She hoped that somehow her womb were still clean, but she was pretty sure that was impossible. Her body trembled in pleasure and shame; she had never felt more dirty and used.

Suddenly, keys were jingling at the keyhole. "I'm almost in, Denise, don't worry!"

Denise wondered what her mom thought was happening. She probably thought Bear was attacking her. She opened her mouth, praying that this time she wouldn't just moan incomprehensibly. Or she'd have a lot of explaining to do. "Mom! It's okay, really, I'm fine! Don't come in."

The jingling stopped, to her relief. "Denise? What - what happened? Are you okay?"

Denise gritted her teeth, holding back another moan as Bear held her between his legs, tied deep within her. He wasn't letting his bitch go anywhere until he was done and satisfied he had bred her. "I'm fine. Bear was just giving me trouble." She clapped her hand over her mouth to muffle her yelp, then said, "He jumped out of the tub - there's water everywhere."

"What was the howling about?"

Shit, how could explain that? Denise said, "Um, I tried to push him back in, but he wasn't having, uh," she paused to moan softly, "...uh, any of it."

"But you howled..."

"I was just frustrated at him. I got him back in the tub though."

Her mother was too helpful. "Do you want me to help you clean up the mess?"

"No!" she yelled too suddenly. "I mean, I got it, Mom. I'm naked you know."

Her mother chuckled, which relieved Denise, and then said, "It's not like I've never seen you naked."

Not like this, she thought, grinning. "I know, but really, Mom, I'm older now. I can take care of myself, alright?"

"Alright, honey. I'm sorry I overreacted. But you better clean up fast, don't you have a date in thirty minutes?"

Thirty minutes! She'd never get all this water out of her fur by then. "Thanks, Mom," she yelled, before turning frantically to unplug the drain. Water, soap, and semen flowed down the drain as she watched. But though the water was gone, she couldn't exactly reach the hair-dryer. Bear was still holding her down, but at least he seemed to be done breeding her.

Tentatively, she tried pulling away from him, but it was no use. His knot held her in place and she wasn't going anywhere until he softened in his own time. She lay in the tub beneath her surprise mate, watching the painful bulge between her legs as it slowly subsided. Bear was wagging his tail, and she realized she was too. She blushed when his knot shrunk enough to allow a flood of white raindrops to drain out of her into the bathtub. It was seemingly and endless river falling from her vagina, and if this was even half of what remained inside of her, she would need to do something to minimize her chance of pregnancy. It probably wasn't a big deal, since she wasn't ovulating, but better safe than sorry.

"Wow, Bear. You must have been really pent up!" She gasped as he began to pull at his knot, still too big to escape her tight lips. She wasn't sure if she were really this flippant about what had happened. She told herself there just wasn't anything she could have done about any of this, and worrying about it now wouldn't help anything, but she knew she would never forget. He had treated her like a feral bitch, and filled her with his feral seed. And she had liked it. Maybe that was all she was, just a fuck toy to be taken. She felt like she would cry if she dwelled on it too much. Instead, she said, "I can't say much for your fore-play, Bear, but you do know how to treat a lady to a good time."

She yelped again, as he finally pulled himself out of her, his limp erection spilling seed into the tub, his red knot finally shrinking away. He was clearly satisfied with himself, and she could swear he was sporting a mocking grin. He jumped out of the tub, finally out of the water he loathed, and shook his fur out, sending water everywhere. "Ugh! Bear..." she groaned. Denise had to clean herself out though, so she grabbed the shower head and held it between her legs and turned up the pressure. When she was satisfied that she had done all she could to clean her insides of unwanted cum, she got six towels from the cabinet and began wiping everything off: the tub, Bear, herself, the floor and the walls. It was a huge mess.

"Denise! Harry is here!"

"Tell him to wait, Mom, I'm still drying off!"

She went to the hair dryer, working it through her fur while Bear looked up at her, curiously. She growled at him. "You're a disaster, Bear. Look what you've done to me!"

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Still, she managed to dry off and get dressed and only be thirty minutes late for her date. She told Harry she was delayed for feminine reasons, and they left in his car for dinner. And when they were making out after their date, she decided she might as well take the next step with him. After all, she was way beyond fondling now.

She let Harry fuck her every date, though they had condoms from then on. Still, her first period came and went with no blood, and she trembled as she read the pregnancy test. She was pregnant. She hadn't had unsafe sex, except that one day, when she wasn't in heat. Her parents were furious with Harry, but he stepped up like a good young man, promising to take care of Denise as her belly swelled. Two months later, he proposed to her at a fancy restaurant. The ultrasound showed four, under-developed babies, which was going to be quite a handful for the young couple.

Finally, the big day came, and she was at the hospital, her swollen belly finally ready. Harry stood by, nervously, holding Denise's hand. This was a momentous life-changing moment for both of them. The pain was unbearable, but with encouragement from Harry and the doctor, she finally pushed her first child into the bright, large world.

She panted, knowing there were three more to go, but the doctor looked at her quizzically. "What's wrong?" she asked, though she knew in her heart what had happened. A cold chill overtook her heart.

The doctor said, "I...don't know what to say..."

In his arms was a little baby German shepherd, the spitting image of Harry. But he had four legs.