A Breeders Barn (Gay Zoo)

by

Kyubey
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When I woke, it was with the feeling of something slimy lathering over my balls and ass. The feeling of a tongue on your ass is unmistakable- however, there was most certainly something off about this tongue. It was flat and broad, and big. Not the way I’d ever imagined a tongue. Not that I’d done much imagining there, but it certainly didn’t feel much like a human tongue.

My eyes open, that very thought made me want to vomit. My mind immediately races, asking questions about where I was, where my clothes were, and what the hell was behind me? When I shift, I realize I’m bent over some sort of box, on my knees, with my hands tied to a post. There’s some sort of pole wedged between my ankles, keeping my legs spread no matter what I did. I swallow, but my mouth and throat are bone dry; all the while, the licking continues. Finally, I brace myself, looking back to meet whatever it was that had its face buried between my cheeks.

A dog. A big one, too. I recognize it immediately, a Tibetan Mastiff. I used to want one, always thought they were lovely- but suddenly that dream felt sickening. My breathing picks up- each lick is growing maddening. Clearly, it’s been at it for a while, because the licking caused an almost unbearable throb in my already hard cock. Hard for a dog. And I didn’t even know where I was.

I start to squirm, there must be some sort of escape, some way to get loose. At the very least, maybe my squirming would make the mastiff back off my sticky, soaked asshole. But my writhing backfires. I’m not sure if the dog took my shaking ass as some sort of invitation, or maybe I just annoyed it into taking things further. But as soon as I began to move, it took one step back, then moved over me, mounting me heavily.

With the dog on my back, I could no longer move. My frame is small to begin with so the weight of the dog is more than I could possibly handle. The dog, naturally, is an animal so it wastes no time starting to rut against me. Its front legs wrap around me slightly, holding me in place.

As if it required the extra bondage.

Feeling more than a little nauseous, I try my best to squirm my hands and wrists. The dog would get over it eventually, but it seemed to have a pretty bad aim. I shuddered each time I felt the slimy dog cock rub against the inside of my thighs, already seeming to drip with precum. It felt big, to say the least.

Eventually, my hands, now bleeding at the wrists, work the rope loose, until finally at least that part of me is free. I thank whatever powers may be, then try to push the box that was supporting me out of the way, surely I could just crawl out from under the beast-

I thought wrong, and poor timing did me in. As I pushed the box out from beneath me the ever humping dog placed a monstrous paw on my shoulder, sending my upper body down with my ass jutted into the air.

Worse still, is this seems to be all the adjustments the canine needs. Suddenly, the dog’s hips are lined up with mine, and his thick cock that had been antagonizing my thighs now jabs directly in my asshole. I hiss in surprise and discomfort, but there’s nothing I can do. It knows what to do from here, and with a few good thrusts it has the tip buried inside me. I shriek in fear, but there seems to be no one around. It’s as if I’m on some sort of abandoned farm. Now in defence mode, I simply lay still, doing my best to relax my body so that the dog can enter me more easily. I hate the thought of letting a dog fuck me. Letting myself be an animal’s bitch, but what can I do.

The dog picks up the pace. Now it’s inside me, it can really get started. Each new thrust sends the fleshy pole deeper into my ass, and the damn thing feels like its growing. The animal dick is filling, to say the least, but as it pumps into me, it seems to swell, stretching my ass open further for it. It’s agonizingly painful for some time. But not long.

The dog is like some sort of faucet of cum. It makes me question if all dogs are this way, or if this ones been maybe altered in some way. Given some sort of drug for breeding. Breeding me, maybe? No, no, that’s stupid. But his precum is lubricating my insides, and rapidly, and soon the burn of friction and stretching is numbed out. No, the pain is almost immediately replaced with a bitter-sweet pleasure. One that made me sick to my stomach, but I wanted more. I hated myself for it, but I did.

Like the breeding bitch I had become, I thrust my ass back against the animal, encouraging it, no, begging it to continue. To plant its seed in my fragile body. Suddenly, I wanted nothing more than to be this dog’s mate. My mind raced with thoughts of carrying puppies, and most of me screamed prayers that wouldn’t happen, but something else in me begged for it. To be pumped full of semen and made to carry…

This time, a moan escapes me. No matter how much the dog seemed to fuck and rut, no matter how close to the edge I hit, I couldn’t cum. And god, did it fuck me. The dog seemed to be just as insatiable as me, or maybe it was trying something else. I could feel a throbbing growth, near the base of the dogs cock, pressing ever further, until suddenly, with one good buck, it was inside me. It felt painful, at first, and I let out a scream. But the mastiff silenced me by licking the inside of my mouth and leaving me with the taste of it. I let it console me, though I hated it.

The dog was as deep in me as it could be. If, somehow, the dogs thick cum could get me pregnant, which for some reason, I was certain it could… well, it most certainly would. Cum was now pouring deep, deep inside of me, so much that the pit of my stomach felt tight with it. And I begged for more. My hips bucked back, begging the mastiff.

“Oh, god, please, mate me. Make me your bitch, I want to carry for you. Plant your seed in me, over and over, I want to be a dog bitch, forever!”

I like to think that maybe it was my begging that sent the mastiff over. Suddenly, cum was spilling, everywhere. The amount of dog semen inside my ass was borderline painful and even with the dog knotted, and locked deep inside of me, I could feel the semen dripping down the back of my thighs. It was this feeling, that of being filled to spilling, that sent me over, shooting cum into the dirt to mix with my doggy-masters. It’s also in this moment that I’m suddenly washed with dread.

Full to bursting with cum, with a dog locked in my ass, I remember. I remember the odd drugs I had been forcibly given, breeding-drugs the man had called it. Ones that could make a man carry. Ones that could make a man carry any species. A drug test which needed extensive live testing.

Me.

I had been given the drug, one that would make me irresistible to most animals, and one that would make me hyper fertile, one that would put me in heat. One that affected my very body so that I could carry a foetus to term. Given this drug, and thrown out into this empty barn to be fucked by a dog which must’ve been given some sort of drug as well to make it cum so heavily. Tears form in my eyes, the burning tingle in my stomach made him want to barf- I could practically feel the semen working its way deeper into him, inseminating me.

Truly, truly, this dogs breeding bitch. I really would carry puppies. The dog knot still hadn’t gone down, and cum is stuck inside me to pool and thicken to really ensure that it does the job.

I close my eyes to wait it out.

The End.

 

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