Saturday, May 28, 2011

Adopt-A-Fucking-Pet

It was another day on the set of Good Day LA as
Jillian Barberie prepared her material for
today's broadcast. As always, she would be
taking care of the weather report, as well as
her favorite segment, the Adopt-A-Pet program.

As always, the 5'4" brunette weathergirl was
wearing a sexy outfit consisting of a short
black skirt, an almost see-through silk blouse
and three-inch stiletto heels. This was all
accentuated by the black stockings she had on.
She didn't much like the idea of pantyhose, so
she would go for stockings and garter belt every
chance she got.

The tall, slender brunette weathergirl was quite
ravishing and had fostered many sexual fantasies
in men and women throughout Los Angeles. Even
though she was married, her fans would still
send her some rather suggestive fan mail. One
such fan even went so far as to send her a
Ziploc bag full of sperm, probably his own. She
simply handed that to security in disgust.

As for her husband, the only problem in their
marriage was when she sometimes brought home
some of the pets her Adopt-A-Pet segment
showcased. She just couldn't let any of the
animals go back to the pound if she could help
it, so if nobody adopted any of the cats or dogs
on her show, she would usually take them home
with her until she found them each a suitable
home.

She walked past the cages of the animals that
were sent over for her to show off today. As
always, there was a wide variety of pets to be
adopted. The normal assortment of cats and dogs
were waiting in cages, as well as a few
reptilian pets as well.

As she made her way down the row of cages, she
came across a large black Labrador. She stopped
and took a closer look at the animal and found
out his name was Hector according to the nametag
on the cage. The only other information about
this beautiful animal was that it was a male,
and that he had been abused in some way.
However, no specific details were listed.

"Oh! Poor baby," she knelt down, her short
skirt hiking up her smooth calf, and petted the
friendly animal. "Did they hurt you were you
were?" She cooed. "Well, you don't look too
bad now, so I guess the animal shelter took good
care of you, didn't they boy."

The dog's large tongue lapped at her hand in
appreciation for Jillian's attention, and she
laughed in pleasure.

She straightened herself back up, rearranging
her displaced skirt and headed off to make-up in
preparation for the show.

*********************

The show went without a hitch and now it was
Jillian's turn to find new owners for the pets.
She stepped away from the desk and made her way
towards the shelter employees and the animals in
their care.

"We have another group of loving animals in
search for a new home," she said with a smile.
"I hope you can find it in your hearts to help
them. And please remember to help curb the
animal population, have your pets spayed or
neutered."

One by one, a handler would hand her one of the
smaller animals, mostly cats, kittens or
puppies. The next animal that was placed in her
arms was a large boa constrictor. The handler
showed her how best to hold the slithering
animal and she walked out in front of the camera
with the snake wrapped around her neck. It must
have weighed about thirty pounds of slithering
flesh, which made it that much more difficult to
hold.

"I… I really hope we can find someone who likes
snakes," she said, cringing. "But they really
aren't my favorite animals."

She could hear her co-host laughing at her
discomfort in the background.

"This big fellow is named Julius," she said,
struggling to control him. "He's a bit heavy,
but not dangerous."

Just then, she lost part of her grip on the
large snake and its head found its way down the
open front of her shirt.

Jillian jiggled as the slithering snake tickled
her along her cleavage. The whole crew broke
out laughing but kept the cameras on her
nonetheless. They could see the snake's body
bulging across her stomach as more of the heavy
reptile found its way down her shirt cleavage.

"This is one for the blooper reels Jillian," she
heard the anchor call out.

"This isn't funny guys," Jillian grimaced as she
felt the scaly skin rub against her bare skin.
"Somebody come out here and help me out,
please."

However, no help was forthcoming as everyone was
too incapacitated laughing at her situation.

"Any… anyway," Jillian tried to continue with
her segment. "Anybody… anybody interested in
adopting Julius here, just call the toll free
number at the bottom of the screen."

Somehow, the huge snake's head found its way
past Jillian's skirt waistband and was now
rubbing itself along her panty-covered pussy.
Jillian was now blushing a bright red on camera
as the snake continued exploring her crotch.
And still the cameramen kept her in sight,
forcing her to endure this in front of all the
viewers.

'Oh shit,' she thought. 'My pussy's getting wet
from all this rubbing.'

She thought about squeezing her legs together,
but that would make it that much more obvious to
everybody that she was wetting herself. So,
clenching her teeth, she tried to continue as
best she could.

"As you can see, he's a friendly fellow," she
blushed even brighter when she realized how her
words sounded. "So, if anybody would care to
have him as a pet, feel free to call soon."

The snake, being attracted to heat, was enticed
by the warmth emanating from under Jillian's
panties and slithered its head up to its
waistband. Using its natural dexterity, it
pushed its way past that obstruction and nestled
its head against the weathergirl's pussylips.
Its flicking tongue only causing Jillian to gasp
in silence as it slapped her clitoris in search
for more warmth. The snake's scaly skin rubbing
teasingly against her already aroused pussylips
and clit.

'Oh god!' Jillian was finding it hard to stay
steady.

Her knees were shaking slightly, but she still
somehow managed to remain cool in front of the
camera. But her innards were being turned to
mush by the constant tongue flicking the huge
snake was giving her cunt.

The large snake's head would occasionally poke
itself past her clenching pussylips, pushing
itself slightly inside her moist vagina. The
reptile's head, thicker than any cock that ever
found its way in her pussy before, made her
juices run down her calf. Luckily, nobody
seemed to notice any sign of her stockings
getting moist. Nonetheless, Jillian was finding
almost impossible to stay steady with this
bestial teasing the large snake was giving her.

In its constant probing of her crotch, the
snake's head kept pushing against her skirt,
making it appear that Jillian had a twitching
hard-on on camera. Another round of guffaws and
giggles exploded across the set as Jillian's
embarrassment continued.

The snake's constant curling and uncurling
movement soon caused its heavy body to tug
Jillian's g-string panties downward from
gravity. The large snake slithered out both
sides of her underwear leg holes as its weight
suddenly began tugging her panties down her
calf. Soon, Jillian found herself with her
panties down to her knees, the snake hanging
lazily in its stretched crotchband.

The laughter became thunderous as both men and
women of the crew watched their helpless co-
worker. Finally, a producer had the decency to
break to a commercial so that Jillian could
extricate herself from her compromising
position.

Thanks to the snake's bestial exploration, her
panties were now too moist, and also were
stretched too out of shape, to bother pulling
back up. She tossed them aside, and with no
time to find a fresh pair, Jillian decided to
finish the segment pantyless.

One of the cameramen quickly grabbed her damp
panties and took a deep whiff of her sex on
them. And then, not being selfish, tossed it to
his comrades.

Jillian watched in amusement as her panties was
being passed around freely among her co-workers.
She grinned wickedly when even some of the women
took their turn at smelling her sexy underwear.

After a few minutes for the advertising to end,
the camera light flashed back on signaling her
that she was back on the air. She strutted
across the stage to the next animal to be
showcased.

The handler gave her a leash and she led Hector
back in front of the camera with her.

"Now this friendly fellow is named Hector," she
smiled as she knelt down to pet the large dog.

Being the complete professional, she forgot
about not having any panties on, so she wound up
flashing her pussy on national television. The
director quickly directed the cameraman to focus
on her face.

As that particular cameraman did as he was told,
his compatriots were busily aiming their own
cameras to Jillian's crotch to record the
luscious sight.

"Now they tell me that Hector was abused," she
went on, oblivious to her display of pussy.
"But as you can see, he has recovered quite well
and would make a terrific family pet for the
kids."

The large dog happily licked her face,
inadvertently inserting his tongue in her mouth
and giving her a frenchkiss.

"Ha, ha," Jillian giggled at the friendliness of
the dog. "So anybody interested in my friend
Hector here, just call up the number and we'll
make the arrangements to have him sent to you."

"Cut, that's it Jillian," the producer sounded
as he cut to a new commercial spot.

As Jillian stood up, Hector stuffed his big head
under her skirt and gave her pussy a few quick
licks of her wet pussy.

"Hey now, stop that," she scolded the large dog
in a playful fashion. "You haven't taken me out
to diner yet, so you can't have any of that,"
she said, laughing at the innocent animal.

The rest of the broadcast went on without any
further glitches. However, Jillian was
shuffling uncomfortably in her seat for the
remainder of the show as she felt her wet
pussylips rubbing teasingly against her blood-
engorged clit.

When the show was finally done, she walked over
to the shelter workers as she did after each of
her pet spots.

"So, how did it go today guys?" She asked.

"We got a good turn out, ma'am," one of them
said. "We even got a call in for your favorite
pet of the day, Julius."

They broke out laughing, and Jillian couldn't
help but laugh along thinking back at the
absurdity of the snake's behavior.

"So, we got new homes for all of them then?"
She asked.

"Not exactly," he said. "We didn't get any
calls about Hector. And today's his last
chance."

"You don't mean…" Jillian gasped.

"Yep, the big kennel upstairs," he finished her
thought.

Jillian kneeled down in front of the beautiful
dog's cage and petted him again through the
grate, again forgetting her pantyless crotch.
This fact didn't go unnoticed to the handlers,
or Hector.

"Oh! Poor baby," she cooed in pity. "We can't
let anything like that happen to a beautiful boy
like you now, can we."

Hector somehow understood her concern for his
wellbeing. The large dog moved up to the cage
bars and stuck out his tongue and lapped under
her skirt one more time.

"Hey you!" Jillian squealed lightly as she
bolted up straight.

This caused a short giggle from the shelter
workers around her.

'Damn, what is it with this dog?' She thought
to herself. "How come nobody called for him?"
She asked. "He seems so friendly."

"Probably because he's full grown," one of them
explained. "Families are looking for puppies as
pets. Or, at the very least, smaller dogs.
Poor Hector is just too big to attract any
takers."

The handlers could see the sorrowfulness in
Jillian's eyes as she looked down at the
beautiful black Labrador.

Jillian was considering what she could do to
save this beautiful animal from the death
sentence that awaited him. But the only idea
that came to her was to bring him home with her,
and she knew her husband, Bret, wouldn't like
that. He was already complaining about the
menagerie she had now.

Their house was already home to four dogs, three
cats, and half a dozen birds of various sizes,
even a couple of large iguanas. This wasn't
even counting all of the fishes in the three
large aquariums spread throughout the house.
How could she explain bringing this large dog to
join the 'family'.

"Maybe I could keep him a few days until you
find him a more permanent home," she suggested
to the handler.

"That would be great Miss Barberie," he said
enthusiastically. "I'd really hate to put down
such a beautiful animal. I think he might be a
purebred, that's probably why he hasn't been
neutered yet. If someone was smart, they could
make a lot of money from him in breeding fees."

"Really?" Jillian was surprised to hear that a
purebred was about to be put down. "That would
be a shame. I wonder why somebody abused him if
he was so valuable?"

"I don't know the full background about him," he
admitted. "If you want, I can look it up and
let you know about his background."

"That would be nice to know," she told him.
"Maybe I could do a follow up story about animal
abuse if it sounds appealing to my producer."

"Do you really think that could happen?" He
asked. "It would be a great boost in making the
public more aware of animal abuse if a story
made the news."

"I'll see what I can do," Jillian promised.
"Here is my private business number at home,"
she said handing him a business card. "Why
don't you leave Hector in his cage for now, and
I'll take him home after I'm done here. Oh,
could you leave me a leash for him. I don't
seem to have one with me today," she laughed
jokingly. "Thanks…" she paused, trying to think
of the handlers name.

"Jim… Jim Harper," he said, taking the card and
slipping it in his shirt pocket.

They left a leash with her and took the other
animals back to the shelters until the new
owners came around to picking them up.

Jillian had to attend the post-show debriefing,
which she was dreading today. As expected, she
had to endure a full hour of teasing about her
misadventure with the large snake. The meeting
had to be called to order at least five times to
subdue the laughter erupted everytime somebody
made a suggestive innuendo about Jillian and the
animals.

Finally, three hours later, her torture was at
an end as the meeting finally concluded. The
staffers streamed out of the conference room,
some still snickering back to their desks.
Jillian could finally pack up and head home.





Part Two

'God! What a day,' she mused. 'Sure am glad
that was over with. Hopefully things'll get
back to normal tomorrow.'

She packed up her weather reports in her
briefcase and slung the shoulder strap over her
shoulder. Then the curvaceous brunette slinked
her way back to the newsroom to pick up Hector
for home.

"Growf! Growf!" The large dog barked excitedly
when he saw the beautiful woman coming back
towards him.

Grabbing the leash from the top of the cage,
Jillian unfastened the latch of his cage and he
merrily came rushing out. Before she could
react, Hector was on his hindlegs, his tongue
happily licking her face.

"Down boy," she giggled. "Get back down on the
floor so I can put this leash on."

But the dog just kept licking her, occasionally
giving her a frenchkiss, his heavy body was
making her shuffle back unsteadily.

"Will you get down already," Jillian tried
pushing his forelegs off her shoulders so he
would drop down to the floor, but he was just
too strong for her. "Yes hector, I'm taking you
home with me. But we can't get going until you
let me tie this leash to your collar. Now,
SIT!"

Jillian was startled when the large dog
obediently obeyed her command.

"Oh my! You are well behaved," she said,
finally latching the leash clip to the collar
ring. "I'm starting to wonder if you were ever
really abused. You just seem to well trained to
have had a mean master."

The two made their way through the studio
outside where Jillian opened the back door to
her SUV and Hector jumped in without being
asked. The weathergirl smiled at how well
trained the dog was and got behind the wheel and
started up the engine.

She turned her head around to back up, and was
greeted with another sloppy lick from the huge
dog.

"Now will you stop that," she laughed as his
tongue found her mouth again. "How is a girl
supposed to drive safely with you licking her
every minute," she said, laughing again.

The drive home was a challenge. Not only did
she have to contend with the infamous LA
gridlock, but also the overly friendly dog that
relentlessly tried lapping her face. Jillian
even had to pull over once when the large
Labrador leapt to the front seat and began
sniffing at her crotch.

A truck driver honked his horn at seeing the
large dog's head buried in the slim woman's lap
as it tried to get at her pussy. Luckily, his
cab was too high for him to see Jillian's face.

"STOP THAT!" She scolded the misbehaving
animal. "NOW YOU GET BACK THERE AND BEHAVE
YOURSELF!"

Hector slinked to the back seat and laid his
head down from the severe reprimand she had just
given him. From then on things went a bit
smoother. But it still took her well over an
hour to get to her home. By then, she was tired
and frustrated.

She finally drove up the driveway of her home
and parked her SUV. Stepping out of the
vehicle, she then opened the back door to let
her new guest out. The large dog excitedly
jumped out and ran across the wide-open grassy
lawn that was part of her home.

Jillian smiled momentarily at the playfulness of
such a large animal. It always amazed her that
no matter their ages, dogs always acted like a
puppy when led to an open field. Whistling
sharply to get the dog's attention, she walked
up to the front door and unlocked it. The dog
raced up to her, sensing that she was inviting
him and he didn't relish the thought of being
left out.

"Why do I put myself through that?" She said
aloud. "Every damn day it's the same thing.
Two hours to work and two hours back."

She kicked off her shoes and walked in her
black-stockinged feet into the kitchen where she
was met by her menagerie of pets. She had three
cats, which she amusingly named Inny, Miny and
Moe. They also had four dogs of various breeds
named Clyde, Jonas, Hans and Damien. Most of
them were saved from the pound, all except for
Damien. Damien was a large black Doberman, he
was purchased as a guard dog for the house, yet
was treated as lovingly as all the others.

"Yes, yes. I know babies," she leaned down to
greet her pets. "Mommies home and I'll get your
food out in a minute. By the way, babies, this
is Hector. He'll just be staying a few days, so
play nice."

Bending her knees, she greets her cats and dogs
as always, and they lap their tongues on her
face lovingly. Hector just sat on his hindlegs
feeling a bit left out by their loving reunion.
With all the pets she has, they have to wait
patiently their turn to cuddle with their
mistress, but sometimes some of them would lose
patience and just jump in.

Clyde was in such a state today. Clyde was
another dog that Jillian had rescued on the
show. He was a year-old Golden Retriever that
nobody was interested in because of a mild jaw
disorder, which she paid to have corrected. Now
he was a happy family member to the household.

In his impatience to give his mistress his daily
lap, he was running around her kneeled position
trying to find an opening to jump in. Then his
nose picked up a strange scent. He quickly
traced it as emanating from under her skirt and
decided to investigate.

Jillian had all but forgotten that she had
discarded her panties back at the studio, so she
almost jumped out of her skin when she felt
Clyde's tongue against her naked cunt.

"Jesus! Clyde," she yelped, jumping up to her
feet. "What got into you? You shouldn't do
that to mommy."

Clyde just looked up, head tilted, confused as
to what he might have done wrong. Jillian just
looked at him and broke out laughing, realizing
that he obviously didn't do that intentionally.

She walked past her German Shepherd, Hans, then
proceeded to pour out their food in the various
dishes laid out around the kitchen. As soon as
one bowl was filled, the respective pet would
dig in and crunch on their meal. Hector stood
impatiently, his large tail wagging as he
jealously watched the other animals getting fed.

Jillian hadn't forgotten her guest and she
pulled out a large bowl that she kept around for
such occasions and poured him a large helping as
well. Hector ran to the offering and skidded to
a halt across the slick floor, eliciting a burst
of laughter from the pretty weathergirl.

"Now you get away from Hector's bowl Jonas," she
laughingly scolded her greedy Beagle.

The flabby dog reluctantly abandoned that bowl
to go back to his own.

Seeing that all her pets were now fed, she
walked upstairs to the bedroom, unfastening her
clothing as she walked. By the time she walked
into the bedroom, all she had to do was take off
her silk-shirt and let her skirt drop to the
floor. Knowing that she was all alone in the
house, she didn't even bother closing the double
doors of her bedroom.

Now in only her bra and stockings, she walked
into the large bathroom and started the water
running in the large tub.

"Oooh, a refreshing bubblebath is going to feel
nice after a day like today," she purred,
feeling the water run through her fingers as she
tested the temperature.

Once she was satisfied that the bath wouldn't be
too hot, she went back to her bedroom and
removed the last vestige of clothing off her
body. Then she stood in front of the full-
length mirror and cupped her tits, pinching her
nipples.

"Mmmmh!" She murmured to herself, cupping her
naked breast in her hands. "I do love the way I
look," she said with a smile.

She then ran her hands down her slim body to her
shaved pussy, which her friend Pamela Anderson
convinced her to do a few years back. Since
then, both of them would get together every
month to shave each other, among other things.

Just then, the phone rang. She quickly picked
up.

"Hello?" She answered.

"Hey, Jilly," a sexy voice sounded on the phone.
"It's me, Pam. What you got planned tonight?"

Jillian recognized her celebrity friend, Pamela
Anderson, immediately. They had met years ago
when Pam was still on {Home Improvement} with
Tim Allen. They quickly became friends and had
remained so ever since.

As she spoke on the phone, she ran her fingers
across the protruding clit of her labia and
smiled. She quickly recalled all the times they
had shared together, but in leisure and in
lovemaking.

"Hi Pam," she smiled. "Nothing really. I was
just about ready to take a bubblebath. Why
don't you come over… in say an hour and we'll
chat awhile."

"Sounds like a plan," Pam said. "See you
later."

Hanging up the phone, Jillian then strode across
the bedroom in the buff for that refreshing
bath. Stepping into the huge bathtub, she slid
down and lay on her back, letting the bubbles
relax her tensed body. Just as she was
beginning to enjoy her bath, the telephone rang
again.

"Damn!" She swore as she pulled herself out of
the tub, water dripping on the floor to answer
the phone. "Always happens when you're in the
tub."

She made her way back to her bedroom, not
bothering to cover herself. After all, she was
all alone in the house. Her wet body dripping
puddles of soapy water as she made her way back
to the phone.

"Hello?" She said.

"Hello, Miss Barberie?" A man's voice replied.
"Hope I'm not disturbing you. This is Jim. Jim
Harper from the shelter. I got some information
on Hector."

"Oh yes, Jim," she remember him. "So, what have
you found out."

"There's not much on his file," Jim told her.
"It just says that he was a movie dog. Guess he
was one of those stunt animals, that's why he
was brought to us, for his own good."

"Mmmmh! That's probably true," Jillian said
thoughtfully. "I can see why some shelter's
would consider those animals to be in danger,
considering what they are asked to do. Thanks,
Jim. I'll see what I can work out with my
director. Thanks for calling back so fast."

"No problem Miss Barberie," he replied. "I'm
glad we have people like you who care enough to
help these creatures."

"Have to go now," she told him, knowing her bath
was cooling as she spoke. "I'll see you next
time. Bye!"

"Goodbye, ma'am," he said.

With that, the phone connection was broken.

"Now back to my bubbles," she grinned as she
walked back to her bubblebath, water trailing
off her body to the tiled floor.

*********************

Meanwhile, back in the kitchen, Hector had
finished with the meal Jillian had prepared for
him. Being in a new house, it was only natural
for him to begin exploring his new environment.
For the next fifteen minutes, the large dog
explored the main floor of that large home.
Then once satisfied that there was nothing of
interest for him there, he made his way up the
staircase to explore the upstairs.

*********************

Jillian was recalling the events of the day,
especially what went on during her Adopt-A-Pet
segment. Nothing like that had ever happened
before and she had to giggle at the absurdity of
it. First that damn snake slithering its way
down her cleavage to explore her cunt. Just the
thought of that made her clit tingle in
excitement.

She closed her eyes as her arousal mounted at
the memory of that moment. That devilish
slithering tongue darting in and out of her
pussylips, and its striking her aroused clit.

In response to her recalling this, Jillian
instinctly began finger-fucking herself. She
would imagine that her finger was the snake's
tongue. Or better yet, she would imagine that
it was its large head shoving its way inside
her.

'God, why is this exciting me so much?' She
thought to herself, realizing that she was
fantasizing about an animal in this way. 'This
is sick. People don't do stuff like this for
real. Do they?'

But her body was aroused by now and she couldn't
control her urges even if she wanted to.

'After all, what harm is there in just
fantasizing about it,' she told herself. 'It's
not like I'm doing anything for real.'

And so, she continued to pleasure herself while
thinking of the snake doing the same. The more
excited she got, the more her twitching body
would splash water from the tub to the floor.

'God, this is the horniest I've felt in ages,'
she thought as her masturbation continued.

Then her mind drifted to the sandpapery
sensation of Hector's thick tongue when he got
under her skirt and licked her already wet and
exposed pussy.

"God, what a tongue," she gasped, complimenting
the memory of the dog unintentionally. "If only
Bret could do the same."

She pinched her nipples with the other hand as
she continued to finger-fuck herself. With her
eyes closed, she luxuriated in the hot memory of
that thick tongue slobbering across her
pussylips and stiff clit. She would remember
how close the dog had made her cum in front of
everybody. But she couldn't even conceive of
orgasming to a dog.

*********************

Meanwhile, Hector was happily exploring his new
home. The large dog had already gone through
one guestroom, making a mess of the bed sheets,
and was now nudging his snout against the master
bedroom. He could hear the water splashing in
the adjoining bathroom and stealthily approached
the doorway.

The sight that greeted him was not all that
unfamiliar to the sex-movie dog. Many times, in
his past experiences, he had seen a human bitch
pleasuring herself in this fashion, and this
usually led to his assistance being called on.
Already the scent of her sexy jism wafted its
way to his sensitive nose.

With the scent of sex in the air, he knew what
was expected of him. As his training called him
too, the large Labrador's cock began pumping
full of blood. Within moments, the tip of his
phallus began peeking out of its furry sheath
and elongating in preparation to his duties.

Had a camera been focused on the dog's face, it
would have caught what could only be described
as a grin.

*********************

Jillian remained oblivious to the audience that
her masturbating had attracted. She was too
lost in the rapture of orgasming with her hands
to bother noticing anything else.

"Oh! Oh! Oooooh! Cumming!" Jillian began
moaning. "Cumming! Fuck! Ungh! I'… I'm
cumming! CUMMMMMMING!"

Suddenly a sheet of water splashed from the tub
as Jillian Barberie orgasmed, her back arching
sharply in rapture. Her powerful climax
startled the dog and he scampered back into the
master bedroom. Her orgasm seemed to last an
eternity as her jism rose to the top of the bath
water, her fingers still feverishly working in
and out of her sucking pussylips.

"Jesus H. Christ!" She gasped, finally settling
down from her climax. "Tha… that was the best
I've had in ages."

Then she became quiet and pensive as she
considered what had just happened, her fingers
slowly rubbing her clit as she thought about
this.

"Why is that?" She asked herself. "Why did I
cum so hard?"

As she thought about what had just transpired,
she suddenly came to the realization that maybe
it was her thinking about the animal encounters
she had had today. First that snake rubbing her
pussy, then there was that damn dog Hector and
his probing tongue.

'Coul… could that be it?' She thought. 'Could
it be because of them?'

Almost in an automatic response, she felt her
clit twitch under her fingers when she even
thought about the animals.

'Oh god!' Her mind reeled at that conclusion.
'I'm becoming such a slut. I need a drink.'

With that, she pulled herself back up to her
feet and stepped out of the tub. She quickly
saw the wet mess she had made with all of her
gyrating in the water and walked cautiously
across the bathroom to the towel rack. Grabbing
one, she began drying herself off as she
considered the implication of the bestial
conclusion she came too.

Just then, Hector poked his head back at the
doorway. He immediately saw the naked female
and barked loudly in appreciation to her body.

The dog's sudden bark startled Jillian and she
turned herself around to face the source. But
her sudden twist caused her feet to slide out
from under her on the soapy wet tiles and she
went crashing heavily on her back, her head
hitting the floor with a loud thud.

Her vision fogged and her eyelids fluttered as
she lost consciousness. The last thing her mind
registered was the large black Labrador
approaching her prone, naked body on the
bathroom floor.





Part Three

As Jillian lay unconscious on the bathroom
floor, Hector sauntered in and sniffed her body.
His nose quickly picked up the residual scent of
her sex despite her time in the water. He
immediately began doing what he knew best. He
started licking her shaved pussy, paying
particular attention to her stiff clit.

As the large dog ravished her vagina with his
raspy tongue, her body reacted instinctly and
became aroused despite her unconscious state.
With each stroke of the dog's tongue her sexual
aroma would escape and waif into the air,
permeating the room.

*********************

Soon, her own pets began picking up her scent
and followed it as any animal would. One by
one, they would make their way into their
mistress' bedroom and then into the large
bathroom. Soon all three of her cats and the
four dogs were sitting in the bathroom,
watching.

The animals looked on, their heads tilted
sideways in confusion, as Hector was licking
what looked like a bitch's sex. But this was
their human mistress, how could this be? But
the scent in the air told them that this was
exactly what it looked like. For some reason
their mistress also had a fuck hole, just like
all the other bitches they'd mounted in the
past.

Her pets just sat and watched, sniffing the air
as her aroma filled their lungs. Then the most
amazing thing began happening to them. They
could feel their own cocks stirring in their
furry sheaths.

*********************

Hector paid little attention to the bestial
audience that had entered the room. He had done
this many times in front of humans as well as
with other dogs, not to mention cameras. He
simply concentrated his efforts to the pussy
before him. All the while, his cock kept
growing and stiffening. Already it had reached
a length of eight inches long and three inches
in girth, but he had another four inches left in
him.

*********************

Though she remained unconscious through this,
Jillian's subconscious mind was reacting all too
clearly to the dog's lapping tongue. As her
clit stiffened under Hector's ministering
licking, her legs moved wider apart to give him
better access. This was not lost to the large
dog as he drove his stiff tongue deep inside her
clenching vagina, reaching depths Jillian would
never have thought possible.

Meanwhile, Jillian's three cats were the first
to make a move. As if in concert, they
approached their prone mistress and began
licking at her mouth and nipples with their
raspy tongues. The one at her mouth would
occasionally lick inside her parted lips, giving
her a bestial frenchkiss, which Jillian would
subconsciously return.

"Mmmmmmh!" Jillian moaned sexily from all of
their sandpapery licking, causing her legs to
part even wider.

Soon, the three cats couldn't wait any longer.
Two of them began humping themselves against her
tits, their tiny stiff cocks rubbing over her
hardened nipples. Meanwhile the third one found
the perfect alternative to a pussycat pussy, her
mouth. His smallish three-inch cock found its
mark and he also began humping her face.

In her present state, Jillian had no knowledge
of what was happening to her, so her mouth began
sucking the humping cock energetically, urging
it to fill her mouth with jism.

Meanwhile, the five dogs in the room looked on
as the three cats humped the unconscious
weathergirl with their puny cocks, Hector never
missing a stroke with his tongue as he peered up
her naked body.

As the large Labrador kept licking her,
Jillian's body began twitching. She was nearing
an orgasm despite being unconscious through it
all.

The three felines were also nearing a climax and
they increased the tempo of their humping.
Suddenly warm spurts of catty jism sprayed
across her tits, leaving a creamy streak over
her smooth skin. The third cat finally unloaded
in her sucking mouth and she greedily sucked it
down her throat not caring that the source of
this jism was from an animal.

As soon as they had completed their task, the
three felines jumped off their mistress and
slinked out of the room for some private
grooming.

As soon as the three cats moved away from their
mistress, the four dogs bolted across the room
and began sniffing her naked body. The scent of
sex covered her by now.

Damien, her Doberman, and Hans, the German
Shepherd, took charge of either of her jutting
tits. Both dogs were energetically licking off
the catty jism that covered her mounds. And
when that was gone, they just kept on licking,
causing her to moan in unconscious ecstasy.

As for her remaining dogs, Clyde and Jonas, they
shared her gaping mouth. The dogs were
competing to get their tongue inside her mouth
to get at the cat's deposit there. Soon they
fell into an alternating licking where Jillian's
mouth wasn't vacant for more than a second at a
time.

By this time, Hector could sense that this human
bitch was ready for mounting. He had already
licked two orgasms from her hole, which was
normally what was called for from him. So, he
backed away a few inches and waited for her to
assume the proper position.

The large dog tilted his head in confusion. The
bitch wouldn't change position. No matter, he
was well trained in servicing women.

He approached her unconscious form once again,
straddling his body over her prone shape. Next,
he squatted his hindquarters down until he was
lying across her chest, making it a bit more
difficult for Damien and Hans to keep in contact
with her aroused tits. It didn't take him long
for his cock to locate the woman's pussy and he
shoved forward, burying his cockhead inside her.

As he shoved his haunches forward, Jillian's
unconscious body would just slide across the wet
bathroom floor, frustrating the large stud. But
he just kept on pushing and pushing.

Eventually, Jillian's shoulders made contact
with the step leading up to the sunken bathtub
and finally Hector could feel his hard shaft
make its way into her tight cunt. Inch by inch,
his large phallus would disappear in her gulping
pussy, and still, she remained unconscious.

Clyde finally decided that his cock needed some
relief as well. Shoving the stubby Beagle
aside, Jillian's Golden Retriever straddled
himself over her head and began humping blindly.
His stiff six incher occasionally brushing
across his mistress' lips.

At the contact of a stiff, warm cock against her
lips, Jillian's subconscious mind instinctively
parted her lips and began searching, trying to
capture the mystery cock. Like a sleeping baby
in search of its mother's nipple to suckle on,
her lips would purse and her tongue would dart
out looking for nourishment.

After a few futile attempts, Clyde finally felt
her lips wrapping around his shaft and he yipped
excitedly, increasing his thrust tempo. The dog
finally found the hole he was looking for and
was happily fucking his mistress as the visiting
Labrador continued humping her pussy. All the
while her Doberman and German Shepherd continued
running their tongues over her tits.

Jillian's mouth was suckling lovingly at the
mysterious cock that had imbedded itself in her
mouth, despite being unconscious still.

But poor Jonas, her Beagle, was still left out.
The stubby dog was shoved aside by Clyde and now
was jumping around, looking for some place to
get his jollies.

Being such a short dog, he worked his way under
the large Labrador and made his way to his
mistress' crotch. Once there, he found the
treasure he was looking for. In this new
position, the small dog could easily lick
Jillian's ass or lick the bestial coupling at
her pussy. And the stubby dog seemed to take
pleasure in alternating from one to the other.

So there lay Jillian Barberie, naked on her
bathroom floor, unconscious, and being ravaged
by five very virile canines. Yet, her body was
reacting quite positively to the whole
experience.

Finally, Hector managed to bury his full twelve
inches into the slumbering woman and he just lay
on top of her heaving chest, humping slightly.
His knot had found its way past her slackened
pussylips and they were tied in this position
until he emptied his balls.

From under the bestial coupling of the Labrador
and his mistress, Jonas was licking her pussy as
well as Hector's oversized balls. This added
attention would only expedite the huge dog's
climax.

Clyde, being new at this, was humping furiously
into Jillian's mouth trying to empty his own
load as quickly as possible. Already he was
squirting shots of pre-cum in her mouth, which
Jillian instinctively swallowed with no protest.

This left only the two larger dogs, Damien and
Hans. They were still only limited to licking
and nibbling on her protruding nipples and
breasts. Though this was nowhere as exciting as
burying their hard penises in their mistress'
holes, they were content to wait for their shot
at her.





Part Four

"Hey, Jill! You home?" Pamela Anderson called
out as she let herself into her friends home.
"It's me, Pam."

But there was no answer. The blonde bombshell
from the TV show VIP looked around the
downstairs rooms in search for her friend. But
she couldn't find any trace of her. She knew
that she should be here because she had called
earlier and they had agreed to meet.

Being a celebrity herself, she began fretting
that maybe a stalker had found his way in the
house. She quickly took out the can of mace
that she always had with her and quietly made
her way up the stairs towards the bedrooms.

'God, I hope nothing's wrong,' she told herself.
'This isn't a movie, this is real.'

The voluptuous blonde moved quietly along the
wall, trying to remain invisible to a possible
intruder. She cautiously opened one door and
took a quick look inside. Sure that nobody was
there, she moved on the next, then the next one
after than and the next. Each time releasing a
breath in relief.

The only room left to check was Jillian's master
bedroom. She just as quietly made her way
towards the open door and peered inside. She
didn't see anything, but she did hear some
panting noise coming from the open bathroom
door.

'Oh God!' She swore to herself. 'Someone is
here. Get a grip of yourself Pam. Jill needs
your help. She's probably getting raped in
there. Steady now.'

After giving herself that pep talk, she took a
deep breath and stood next to the bathroom door
as she had done many times on her TV show.
Cautiously, she moved her head to the edge of
the door, her mace can at the ready.

Peering around the corner of the doorframe, she
just stood there gaping in shock at the sight
that greeted her.

"Holy shit!" She gasped.

There, on the floor, lay her best friend Jillian
Barberie. And on top of her was this huge
strange black dog, its cock clearly imbedded in
Jillian's pussy. The mace can in her hand
slipped from her fingers to clank loudly on the
tiled floor.

The noise of the can striking the floor snapped
her out of her shock and she gazed at the scene
before her. So shocked was she to walk in on
this, she never even noticed the other dogs
swarming the unconscious brunette. Now that she
took the time to look things over, Pamela could
see her friend's Retriever humping his cock into
her sucking mouth and the two larger dogs
licking at her tits.

But she had to look carefully for Jonas,
Jillian's other dog. She found him tucked under
the large dog fucking her friend, licking at
both her pussy and the large dog cock stuck in
it.

"Fuck, Jillian," she swore. "I'd never have
thought you were into this."

But there was no response. Pamela came closer
and that's when she realized that her friend was
unconscious as the dogs had their way with her.

"Oh god, Jill," she said, kneeling to feel for a
pulse. "What happened to you? Damien! Hans!
Get away from her!"

The two large dogs backed away at the sharp
command the blonde woman gave them, but their
lust persisted in their groin.

When Pamela tried to push Clyde off Jillian's
face, the Golden Retriever bared his fangs at
her and she backed away. The same reaction came
from Hector when she tried to move him off her.
Besides, it wouldn't have helped, he was already
tied with this human bitch and he couldn't move
away even if he wanted to.

Pamela squatted helplessly as she could only
watch, as the two dogs remained imbedded in
Jillian's two holes. Without realizing it, her
own cunt was moistening as she observed how
juicy and hard the dog cocks looked.

"Mmmmmh!" She heard Jillian moan sexily,
despite being unconscious.

Clyde finally howled loudly, and when Pamela
turned her attention to him she could see his
balls twitching, a sign that he was cumming in
Jillian's mouth. Her hands instinctly moved
down to her own crotch and rubbed themselves
over her rapidly aroused labia.

"Mmmmmmmh!" Jillian moaned again, a tinge of
orgasm in its tone.

"Jeeesus!" She groaned. "This is so weird."

She quickly realized how arousing this was to
her. She slipped a hand past the waistband of
her shorts and began stroking her clit and
pussylips as she continued watching the dog pump
his spunk in her unconscious friend's mouth.
Her tongue subconsciously running over her lips
in thirst for some herself.

Hector howled soon after, emptying his load in
Jillian's cock-stuffed pussy. Pamela shifted
her gaze from Jillian's mouth to her crotch,
trying to capture every second of the bestial
action. Then she gasped when the large dog got
up to his feet and lifted her friend's cunt with
him. She just stared in disbelief as Jillian
remained suspended in the air to the dog's
crotch. Slowly, but steadily, she saw Jillian's
pussylips widen, allowing the dog's knot to pull
free.

With Jillian pulled up and away from his reach,
Jonas whined in complaint. He too joined the
other dogs to wait patiently for is chance at
mounting with the mistress.

So engrossed in the scene before her, Pamela
quickly stripped off her clothes. For her, this
was quickly accomplished as she rarely wore any
underwear. Within moments, she stood there in
the bathroom naked, except for her high-heeled
shoes.

Now she could indulge in some hard pussy playing
as she watched the two dogs finish themselves
off on her friend.

A moment later, Clyde, his balls emptied, pulled
out of Jillian's suckling mouth, leaving a trail
of jism across her cheek.

Pamela couldn't control herself. She got down
on her hand and knees and gave the unconscious
Jillian Barberie a deep frenchkiss, trying to
get some of that doggy jism for a taste. After
her first taste, she couldn't get enough of it.
She moved to Jillian's cheeks and cleaned off
what the dog had deposited there as well.

Now, with the large dog out of the way, she
could also play with Jillian's rock-hard
nipples. Never in all their time together had
she felt those nubs so hard.

The large Doberman and German Shepherd and the
short stubby Beagle sat patiently out of the
way, waiting for their turn at their mistress.
They just watched, their heads tilted in
confusion, as their mistress' light colored
friend was licking their companion's seed off
their sleeping mistress.

A loud slurping sound caught Pam's attention and
she turned her head to see where it was coming
from. What she saw almost made her cum.

Hector's thick knot was breaking free and his
foot long cock was slowly slurping out of
Jillian's clutching pussylips. Pamela would
never have believed that such a tool could
belong to an animal, especially not a dog. Inch
by long inch, the dog's cock slipped out, moist
with a mixture of Jillian's own cum and the
dog's.

Pamela watched thirstily as the wet phallus
pulled out, glistening with sex. Then,
suddenly, Jillian and the huge dog just broke
apart. The weathergirl's body thumping loudly
and unceremoniously to the floor, doggy jism
pouring out of her gaping pussy.

As if dying of thirst in the desert, Pamela
crawled down to Jillian's pussy and began
licking out her friend's cunt. She couldn't
believe how much cum was in there. As fast as
she could lick it, much more would drip to the
tiled floor of the bathroom.

She then felt the presence of another tongue
next to her own. Looking up, she smiled when
she realized that it was just Jonas, the chubby
Beagle, helping her lick Jillian clean.

"Nice doggy," she laughed. "Lick mommy good
now."

"Mmmmmmh!" Pamela heard Jillian moan again,
consciousness slowly returning to her.

"I better try to fix this," Pam told herself.

Stepping back, she gazed at her prone friend and
was about to cover her with a large towel when
something caught her attention.

"It can't be," she gasped, looking down more
closely at the licking Beagle.

Under Jonas' belly, stood erect, a cock to
compete with the large black dog that had fucked
Jillian just moments before. Its size, grossly
disproportionate to the diminutive body of the
dog. Jonas measured about two feet from snout
to butt, and his cock clearly extended a foot,
if not more under his fat underside.

Quickly glancing from Jillian's face to her
crotch, then the doorway, Pamela considered what
she should do about this. He options were
simple. She could either clear the dogs out of
the room before Jillian regained consciousness.
Or help the stubby dog get his rocks off.

She opted for the latter.





Part Five

Before Jillian was to regain consciousness, her
friend, Pamela Anderson, got down on the floor
and was eagerly urging Jonas, Jillian's Beagle,
to climb up on her prone belly. She was
fascinated at the bright red penis dangling
under the short dog. She even wished that she
had the time to get a taste of it, but she
needed to get the dog inside Jillian before her
friend regained consciousness.

"C'mon Jonas," she cooed, rubbing Jillian's wet
pussylips. "Look what momma's got for you,
boy."

However, the dog wasn't familiar with this
position and he wouldn't relinquish his licking
the brunette's leaking pussy.

That's when Pam came up with a new plan.
Burying her fingers in Jillian's cum-filled
pussy, she pulled it out and used that to entice
the chubby little Beagle to climb up on
Jillian's crotch. She smiled as the dog
followed her cum soaked fingers as she had
hoped. Once that was accomplished, all she had
to do was reach under his belly and aim his
thick, long cock to her friend's pussyhole.
Then just let nature take its course.

"Mmmmmmmh!" She heard Jillian murmur more
coherently.

'Gotta get this done quick,' she said to
herself, as she pulled Jonas' cock with some
urgency.

She cringed with excitement as she grabbed a
hold of the dog's slimy cockshaft. It felt so
hot and wet, she hoped that she would get a
chance to try this herself some day.

'Maybe I should talk to Tommy about getting some
pets in the house,' she thought. 'For the
boys.'

She rubbed Jonas' cocktip over Jillian's
cuntslit, thus exciting the dog to what was to
come. She watched in amusement as the small dog
began humping the air in search for that
succulent cunthole his cockhead had sensed.

Knowing that time was of the essence, Pamela
wasted no time teasing the frustrated animal.
She lowered its cockhead until its tip pierced
Jillian's pussylips and then released him.

The dog immediately took charge and began
humping as if there were no tomorrow. With two
rapid thrusts, his whole shaft disappeared in
Jillian's cunt.

Pamela gaped in awe as the diminutive dog fucked
her friend with such energy. She watched as
Jillian's pussylips pursed in and out trying to
grasp the thick shaft fucking into her.

Despite his small size, the dog's energetic
thrusts where shaking Jillian's body as it lay
prone on the floor.

"Ugh! Ungh! Oh!" Pam heard Jillian's voice
returning with each of the dog's thrust. "Ungh!
Wha… what happened? What's going on?"

Pam quickly pulled on her clothes before Jillian
realized she was there with her.

Jillian could feel a cock fucking in her pussy
and when she looked down her body, she screamed
in terror at seeing one of her dogs humping into
her.

"Oh god! Oh fucking shit!" She yelled out in
panic. "Get off me Jonas. Off! HUMPH! GET
OFF, I SAID!"

But her dog wouldn't listen. He was in lust and
he wouldn't quit until he too emptied his balls.

Jillian frantically scanned the room for
something to help her out of this situation.
That's when she first noticed her friend
standing nearby.

"Oh god, no!" She groaned at her being caught
in such a position. "Pam, it… it's not what you
think. I… I slipped and… and I must have been
knocked out. I… I don't do this sort of thing.
Please help me. Get… ungh! Get Jonas off of
me, please."

"Shhhh! It's okay, Jilly," Pam reassured her
distressed friend. "I… I know that it isn't
your fault. I came in and found you passed out.
But… but when I try to move him, Jonas just
growls and snaps at me. I can't get him off."

To demonstrate, Pam reached down to Jonas,
hoping that the chubby dog would react the same
way as the others had earlier. Luckily, he did,
adding credence to her claim.

"I… I don't think he'll quit until he cums," Pam
told the distressed weathergirl. "Why don't you
relax and try to enjoy it instead."

"ENJOY IT!" Jillian screamed. "How can you
even think suck a thing. This… this is
disgusting. Immoral. How can you expect me to
enjoy something like this!"

"Just… just think of it as just another cock,"
Pam said, trying to calm her friend down. "I
can see his cock from here, and let me tell you,
Jonas has nothing to feel inferior about."

While the two women continued chattering about
the situation, Jonas just kept on humping. His
cock had already reached depths that no cock
ever had before, including the studly Hector.

This was something that even a distressed
Jillian couldn't ignore. Pam watched excitedly
as Jillian caught her breath at the deep
penetration inside her womb.

"Oh fuck!" Jillian said, gritting her teeth.
"He… he's soooo deeeeep!"

"Ho… how does it feel?" Pam asked, having only
imagined the feeling before. "Tell me Jill.
This is getting me all worked up."

"It… it feels like a baby trying to crawl the
wrong way out, that's how it feels!" She
groaned, feeling another powerful thrust from
the chubby little dog. "Oh, Pam. He's so
fucking deep, it feels like his cock is gonna
come out of my throat."

Jillian was slowly coming to accepting how good
a dog cock could be. She slowly, hesitantly,
moved her fingers to her tits and began pulling
on the hard nubs of her nipples as her dog
continued humping away. Nevertheless, she still
couldn't come to grasp with the fact that it was
a dog fucking her.

Pam could sense the change in her friend's
attitude and stripped her clothes off again.
This time feeling secure that Jillian wouldn't
suspect her role in getting Jonas' cock in her
pussy. As soon as she was naked again, Pam
kneeled next to Jillian and gave her friend a
deep frenchkiss. Jillian joyfully returned that
kiss as the dog continued to fill her love
tunnel with its cock.

With all of this fucking and sucking going
around, Pam's pussy was seeping with the
powerful aroma of her sex. This didn't go
unnoticed to the dogs waiting nearby.

Damien and Hans' ears perked up sharply as their
attention was suddenly drawn to a new source of
a bitch in heat. They began sniffing that air
and zoned in on the source of this new scent.
It didn't take them long to zero in on Pamela
Anderson's upturned ass as she and Jillian
continued to exchange tongues.

"God! I… I can't let this go on," Jillian
groaned as she rolled over, carrying Jonas along
with her so the dog now found itself on its back
beneath his mistress.

Suddenly, Pam felt the exploring tongues of
Jillian's dogs at her ass. They were eagerly
slobbering over her shaved pussy trying to get
at her juices. Pam wiggled her ass in ecstasy
as she got her first contact from a dog. She
loved the roughness of their tongues as they ran
across her aroused pussylips and her clit. Its
nub was already apparent from her excitement at
seeing a doggy cock in Jillian's cunt.

"AARRGGHH!" Jillian groaned painfully at Jonas'
cock pulling at her cunt.

Jillian had simply assumed that just by turning
over onto her hands and knees, and rising
herself up on her knees, that Jonas' cock would
simply slip out. However, she had no way of
knowing about the dog's bulbous knot, or how
well it had lodged itself within her cuntlips.
So there she was, on hands and knees, her chubby
Beagle hanging from her pussylips.

"What? What's the matter Jill?" Pam asked,
worry in her voice.

"It hurts, Pam," Jillian cried out. "It hurts
so much."

Pam looked between her friend's legs and could
see what the problem was. The dog's cock had
inflated to a distorted size and was locked in
between Jillian's pussylips. The weight of the
dog's whole body was pulling painfully at her
friend's vagina.

"I… I think he's locked inside you," Pam told
her. "His cock won't come out at all."

"What can I do?" Jillian pleaded. "It really
hurts."

"I think you should get your butt down and just
sit on Jonas until he cums," Pam suggested,
neglecting to mention that she could have just
as easily dumped a bucket of cold water on the
pooch.

"God! I can't do that!" Jillian protested as
she followed Pam's advice. "It's a dog, for
Christ sakes!"

"I can't see any other way, Jilly," Pam told
her, pushing her friend's ass down until the
Beagle was now lying on its back on the floor,
its cock still imbedded in the brunette's pussy.

Jillian sat defeated, straddling her Beagle.
Its cock still stuck in her pussy, with his
tongue hanging loosely out of its panting jaws.
She had never been so filled before and that
scared her. At least the pain had subsided, now
that the strain of her dog's weight was settled
beneath her. But she still had to wonder if it
was causing her any injuries inside? How could
she ever explain something like that to her
gynecologist?

"How is that?" Pam asked.

"Better," Jillian grinned sheepishly as she
breathed hard. "Are you sure there's nothing
else we can do?"

"None that I can see," Pam lied.

Just then Jillian noticed Hans and Damien at
Pam's rear.

"Huh, Pam," she said softly. "Why are you
letting them lick you like that?"

"Because it feels good silly," Pam smiled
impishly. "You wouldn't believe how good their
tongues feel."

Just then, Hans made a bold move and leaped
hornily on Pamela's back. He immediately began
humping furiously in search for a hole to bury
his rigid staff in.

"Oh my god Pam!" Jillian squealed. "Hans is
trying to fuck you!"

"YOU THINK!" Pam replied breathlessly.

"You better get up on your feet before it's too
late," Jillian warned.

"What kind of a friend would I be if I let you
go through something like this by yourself," Pam
said.

"But… but Pamela, it's a dog," the brunette
exclaimed. "You… you don't have to do this to
make me feel better about my situation."

However, Pamela had no desire to escape the
Shepherd's probing cock. Seeing how well
Jillian's pussy had been stuffed, first by that
mysterious black mutt and now by her Beagle, Pam
wanted to get that same filling feeling. So, to
help the dog locate her aroused pussy, she
lowered her elbows, which raised her ass higher
for the humping animal.

A few strokes later Hans found his mark and
buried his blood-red shaft in the TV star's
shaved pussy. He quickly got into a rhythm of
thrusting deeply inside her, burying it deeper
with each thrust.

"Oh! Fuck, Jill," Pam groaned. "He's even
bigger than Tommy."

Jillian could only imagine that, as she, just
like anybody else who had seen their infamous
fuck video on the Internet, could attest to
Pam's husband's cock. She was jealous at Pamela
back then for finding such a stud and marrying
him.

She stared, dazed, as her German Shepherd was
fucking its thick red dick in the blonde
bombshell's shaved pussy, filling her completely
with each stroke. As she watched, she
unconsciously began rocking herself back and
forth on Jonas' cock, which was still imbedded
in her own pussy. Her clit rubbing teasingly
across the briskly fur of the Beagle's belly.

"Fuck her, Hans!" Jillian involuntarily cried
out. "Oh god! I… I'm sorry Pam. I… I don't
know what came over me."

"Don't… ungh! Don't worry about it," Pam told
her. "I agree… I agree with you. Fuck me good
Hans! Pammy wants your cum!"

As Jillian watched her depraved friend hump back
at her dog. She began feeling an orgasm
mounting within her own loins as she stared at
the depraved act, while still numbing herself to
the dog-cock still stuffed in her own cunt. She
couldn't understand how this could be happening,
but she could feel a humongous climax nearing.

"Ungh! Ooof! Fuck, Jill," Pam grunted under
the powerful surges of the Shepherd. "When was…
when was the last time you let this pooch get
laid?"

"Huh? Oh, we don't let them fuck around,"
Jillian had to shake herself from her lost
thoughts. "But I don't like the idea of
neutering them."

By this time, Jillian was getting lost in her
own lustful feelings. Not wanting to harm Jonas
with her whole body weight weighing down on him,
she crouched down over him, resting her elbows
on the floor. This gave her better leverage to
control her weight.

She watched intently as Hans curved his spine
sharply to drive his bloated cock into Pamela's
shaved pussy. The sight of that blood-red shaft
sliding in and out against her white skin got
her own juices flowing in her vagina. In
response, Jillian increased her body strokes
aver Jonas' body, her climax getting nearer with
each passing second.

"Fuck! I'm cumming!" Both women blurted out in
unison.





Part Six

By this time, Damien was tired of being left out
of all this fucking. The large Doberman moved
around sniffing and licking Pamela's body trying
to find some relief for himself. When he got to
her face, Pam parted her lips and offered him
her mouth.

The dog's tongue quickly explored this offering
and slithered inside, frenchkissing the
voluptuous woman. Pam immediately reciprocated
by sucking on the sandpapery tongue as it
explored her mouth, right to the back of her
throat.

"Oooooh!" Jillian moaned as she watched her
friend's depravity.

With all of this happening, Jillian still had no
idea what the dogs had done with her before she
had regained consciousness earlier. She had no
recollection of one of them having fucked her in
the mouth and ejaculating his seed there, or of
her swallowing it. Nor of having already
endured a large canine penis fucking her tight
twat. So, seeing Pamela Anderson allowing a dog
to lick inside her mouth was somewhat disturbing
to the network weathergirl.

"Lie down Damien," she heard Pamela command, and
she watched her Doberman guard dog obediently
lie on its side in front of her horny friend.

"What… what are you doing Pam?" She asked,
shocked. "You… you're not thinking of…"

"You bet your sweet fucking ass I am," Pam broke
in. "Just look at the pole on this guy," she
said, wiggling the dog's large phallus.

With that, Pamela Anderson lowered her face and
licked the dog's cock, concentrating her efforts
on the pointy tip. The thickening penis was
growing just by looking at it. Already it
measured six inches and still it grew. Pam only
hoped that it could compare to the Beagle's
bloated cock.

"Oh god, Pam," Jillian swallowed hard. "How…
how could you?"

The blonde TV star was too busy licking and
sucking the dog-cock to bother answering. After
a few more licks, she parted her lips and took
the head of the canine meat into her mouth, then
eagerly began sucking the animal.

Out in the corner of the room, Jillian's other
dogs had recuperated enough from their first
experience with the brunette to want back in.
But now there were two human bitches to choose
from.

Clyde and Hector gazed lustfully at the light-
haired newcomer but quickly came to the
realization that all possible avenues of fucking
were fully occupied at the moment. That left
them with the mistress of the house again.

Jillian's Golden Retriever was the first to
react. The yellow-haired dog came rushing
forward and began licking at the brunette's
backside.

"Eeeek!" Jillian exclaimed in shocked surprise.

Looking back, she quickly recognized her dog was
the one assaulting her ass with its sandpapery
tongue.

Pam took a quick peek and smiled, her mouth
still holding on tightly to the Doberman's
squirting cock.

'Looks like Clyde wants another go at her,' she
thought mischievously.

Jillian could do nothing but endure the
torturous tongue-lashing as she remained tied
with the Beagle under her. Soon, her body began
to betray her at this as well. She could feel
another strong orgasm building within her as her
ass was being licked, all the while her pussy
was still stuffed full of doggy dick.

She tried to concentrate on Pamela's activities
with her other two dogs in the hopes that this
would take her mind off her own troubles.
Little did she realize that this only served to
increase her own lustful yearnings with the
dogs.

With his mistress crouched so low over Jonas,
Clyde found that he could mount her now, which
he did. Suddenly, Jillian felt the added weight
of the Retriever on her back, his penis
squirting energetically between her asscheeks.

"Clyde!" She gasped. "What do you think you're
doing? There's no place for you there. Get off
boy. Get off me right this second!"

But the dog ignored her commands and continued
humping his ass in search for somewhere to bury
his shaft. Jillian could feel his slimy cock
sliding in between her butt cheeks with each of
his strokes. She only hoped that he wouldn't do
anything inappropriate.

Pam peered sideways and grinned at the picture
Jillian made. There was her beautiful friend,
crouched over one dog, its cock buried deep
inside her pussy, while another of her pets was
trying to fuck her on top.

'Wouldn't it be great if he found her ass,' Pam
thought.

As if in answer to her wish, Clyde shoved
forward and his cocktip did indeed find
Jillian's tightly clenching anus.

"Ungh! Oh hell, Pam," Jillian cried out. "Cly…
Clyde is… he's getting inside my asshole. Ungh!
Oh shit!"

"Go for it, girl!" Pam cheered, pulling her
mouth off Damien's cock momentarily.

Resuming her cocksucking, Pam kept staring as
the Retriever's back curled sharply, burying his
thickening cock in her friend's ass.

'Shit! How lucky can you be,' she thought to
herself, jealous of the double-fucking Jillian
was about to receive. 'Two fucking cocks
together.'

Jillian lowered her face to the floor in shame
as she felt a second dog penis invade her body
lustfully. In this lower position, Jonas began
licking at her tits that were just above his
head.

"Mmmmmh!" Jillian moaned in response, giving in
to her own building lust.

This left only Hector on the sidelines. And
being well trained in the art of servicing human
bitches, he immediately assessed the situation.
One of the females was taken care of, all her
holes being inaccessible at the moment. While
the other still presented him with one final
opportunity.

The large Labrador strode across the bathroom
floor, his nails clicking loudly on the hard
tiles. His rock hard cock dangling under his
belly as he approached her. He moved in front
of Jillian's crouched form and licked her face.

Jillian instinctly peered up and was greeted
with the sight of his twelve-inch cock fully
erect. She gulped noticeably at the sight of
the thick red cock, its veins showing
prominently along its length. Already she could
make out droplets of pre-cum gathering at its
tip. She quickly glanced in Pamela's direction
for help, but the blonde beauty was much too
preoccupied in her own bestial activities to be
of any assistance.

'God! This can't be happening,' she said to
herself. 'How did this ever happen?'

The next time Pam peered at her friend, she
became aware of the latest development in
Jillian's regard. Despite already having her
rear fully impaled by dog-cocks, she now saw her
friend being faced with the strange dog's
monstrous shaft poking at her nose.

"Do it Jilly!" Pam urged her friend. "Suck the
fucker off. Just think of your hubby's cock as
you do it. It's not so bad actually."

Jillian glared at her friend, but Pam ignored
her friend's disapproving stare and returned to
sucking the large Doberman while the equally
large Shepherd continued ramming its cock in her
clenching pussy.

Seeing her friend suck ravenously on the doggy
dick made her contemplate doing just that.
Turning her face back at Hector's crotch, she
stared intently on the drop of pre-cum hanging
there. Then, with great trepidation, she stuck
out her tongue and lapped the clear fluid off
his cock.

She found the taste very salty, and somewhat
metallic in flavor. All in all, she had to
agree with Pamela's assessment. It didn't taste
too bad at all.

Hector waddled his cock closer to Jillian's
face, a clear declaration that he wanted
servicing.

Jillian frowned as she, despite her
reservations, lowered her face and took the
large dog's cockhead in between her lips.

Hector immediately took charge and shoved his
rump forward, burying the first six inches past
her clasping lips. Jillian instinctly pulled
back, choking and coughing at his sudden
intrusion, but never relinquishing his cocktip.

Her friend's gagging sounds caught Pam's
attention and when she took a quick glance over
to her, she smiled around Damien's surging cock.

There, right next to her, Jillian Barberie, the
famous weathergirl of Good Day LA, was begin
gangbanged by three very horny and very virile
dogs. Each of her holes filled to the brim with
canine flesh, and she was enjoying it.

As soon as she had her first conscious taste of
doggy cock, Jillian couldn't get enough of it.
She began sucking and munching along the length
of the adult movie dog, Hector. Once her
tastebuds made contact with his pre-cum, she
wanted to take his load down her throat. She
wanted her stomach filled with his sperm.

This was the straw that broke her back. Now
that she was so willing to go all the way with
the large dog, she also found that she couldn't
wait to feel her own dogs emptying their balls
in her rear. Couldn't wait to feel their
torrential spurts shooting in her ass and pussy.

Pamela stared jealously at her friend's bestial
awakening. She was jealous because she only had
two dogs to Jillian's three.

'Oooh! I wish I was in her position,' she
muttered to herself, sucking on the dog in her
mouth.

She felt the Shepherd tightening his grip around
her waist as his body curled grotesquely, trying
to bury more of his shaft in this bitches tight
cunt. Wanting to time her orgasm to the dogs,
she reached under and rubbed furiously on her
clit. She was sure that both dogs were nearing
their own climax and she wanted to be part of
it.

Jillian was moving her body to and fro over her
Beagle's belly, while he just kept licking her
over sensitized nipples. His cock moving within
her cunt under her command.

At the same time, her Golden Retriever kept
humping her in her anal passage, his cock
growing thicker with each stroke. Luckily, his
cock was the smallest of the five dogs in the
room.

All the while, Hector was humping his hips
trying to bury more of his turgid in this
human's sucking mouth. He had had many woman
suck his cock before, but none was as aroused as
this one had suddenly become. The large dog
could feel the woman squeezing his balls, urging
him to cum in her mouth, and he was only too
happy to oblige her.

Pamela Anderson watched in amazement as her
friend suddenly changed her mood from distress
to a wanton bitch in heat. A woman who couldn't
get enough of dog-cock and would do anything to
get it.

She watched, as inch by long inch, the large
Labrador's cock disappeared into Jillian's
sucking mouth. Already, she could clearly see
that the brunette had managed to swallow ten
thick inches down her throat. She was
fascinated at seeing that glistening phallus
slide out, covered in her saliva, only to
disappear again in the gulping mouth of her
friend.

'I couldn't have done better myself,' she
thought, remembering the deepthroat she had
given her husband on her infamous video.

She stared at Jillian's body being fucked from
all sides by three very horny dogs, while she
contemplated her own bestial encounter. Pam
loved the feel of the Shepherd's cock plugging
away at her pussy, all the while she kept
sucking on Damien's rigid cock.

"Mmmmmmmh!" Jillian finally moaned loudly
around Hector's cock. "Mmmmmmh!"

Her Beagle, Jonas, had shot his load of spunk in
her pussy, and this was her first conscious
experience of being filled with bestial jism,
triggering a most powerful orgasm of her own.
Jillian could almost imagine the warm jism
scalding her inside as its temperature seemed so
much higher than a man's.

'God! It… it's so hot,' she thought as she
continued to hump on her smallish dog. 'Give me
all your spunk Jonas! Give mommy all you got!'

Pam grinned as she watched the brunette squirm
her ass around the gushing dog-cock. She could
see the glow of ecstasy on her friend's face and
knew that she was cumming as well.

Not to be outdone, Pamela began undulating her
back, driving her ass back against the thrusting
Shepherd. This allowed the dog to bury his
thick knot past her clenching pussylips and
tying with her.

"Gurggle! Mmmmmmm!" It was now Pam's turn to
moan out loud around a dog cock.

Now with its cock-knob buried in the bitch, the
large Shepherd just lay across Pamela Anderson's
back, his prickly fur rubbing sensuously across
her skin. His instincts told him that he was
nearing his climax and that his seed would
surely fill her hole now that his plug was
securely tied to her.

When Jillian peered sideways to see what the
commotion was all about, she smiled at seeing
her blonde friend getting tied as she had
endured.

Now that her pussy was fully engaged with Hans'
cockknob, Pam could concentrate more on sucking
off Damien's surging cock. Already it had
inflated way beyond any other cock she had ever
sucked on before, including her husband's.

"Mmmmmmmmh!" Jillian groaned again as she felt
the warm gush of Clyde's jism shooting into the
depths of her clenching ass. 'Oh God! I'm… I'm
cumming again! CUMMMMMMING!"

"Mmmmmh!" Pam gurgled around Damien's cock as
she came at the same time as Jillian.

Both women were squirming on the canine penises
imbedded in their bodies. Both were enjoying
the whole scene immensely now, even the
reluctant Jillian was finding the whole
adventure the best sex she had ever had.

Now that both, Jillian's Retriever and Beagle
had climaxed, that left only the three larger
dogs to take care of. Clyde and Jonas remained
locked in place at Jillian's crotch as they
emptied their warm treasure in her holes.
Besides, Clyde's knot had grown just enough to
lock inside her ass, while Jonas was in no
position to get himself out from under his
mistress. So, the two dogs remained in place
until Jillian was through with her bestial
adventure.

Damien and Hans were both nearing their climax,
and somehow, Pam could tell. But since Hector
had already shot a load once before, this second
round was taking much longer for him to empty
their balls into Jillian's mouth.

'God! How long can he keep this up?' Jillian
asked herself of Hector's amazing stamina as she
slurped the steady flow of pre-cum from the huge
shaft, not realizing that the huge dog had had
his way with her unconscious body earlier.

She stared, cross-eyed, at the huge black dog's
thick cock as it slid in and out of her sucking
mouth. Just beyond that massive piece of meat,
she could see his sperm filled ballsack jiggling
with each hump the dog made at her face.

With both dogs nearing their climaxes, Pamela
was feverishly rubbing her clit wanting to make
this a simultaneous orgasm with them. Every now
and then, she would peek over to her friend and
the impressive doggy cock she was munching on.

'Damn!' She thought. 'I gotta get me a taste
of that.'

Both women were nearing a new, and more powerful
orgasm, just as the dogs were nearing one of
their own.

Suddenly, Hans began howling as he curled his
body almost in half to bury into her womb even
deeper while he emptied his balls into the
blonde woman's tightly clenching pussy. Pamela
Anderson curled her back sharply at feeling the
scalding sensation hitting the bottom of her
womb. This heated douche triggered her own
orgasm as her teeth clamped down on the
Doberman's mouth stuffing cock.

The large guard dog reacted to the feel of the
sucking TV star's teeth on his shaft and he
began squirting his jism into her mouth,
bloating her cheeks with its sudden gush of warm
fluid.

Pam immediately began swallowing as fast as she
could to get all of that doggy jism into her
stomach, but the large dobbie was shooting too
much, too fast. Soon, the creamy white liquid
was leaking out past her tightly clenching lips
and out of her nostrils.

Jillian watched in total fascination at the
amount of cum the dog was shooting. She knew
from before that her friend Pamela Anderson was
a fantastic cocksucker. So, to see her unable
to handle the dog's orgasm really got her
excited. So much so, that she wanted to
experience the same thing from the black
Labrador she was sucking. She quickly
intensified her sucking, urging the dog to cum
in her mouth too.

"MMMMMMMH!" Pamela moaned around the cumming
dog's cock.

She wasn't far behind the two spurting dogs as
her own orgasm finally caught up with her,
causing her to pause on her swallowing. This
caused her cheeks to balloon out grotesquely as
a large squirt of canine seed filled her cavity.
She had to struggle to swallow, while still
finding the time to take a breath, but the dog
cared nothing of this. He was just content to
empty his balls in this human bitch that had
serviced him.

The brunette weathergirl increased her suction
on Hector, urging him to shoot his load into her
now willing mouth. She reached under his belly
and squeezed his balls trying to encourage him
to do so.

Luckily for her, this dog had been well trained
to deal with women and he reacted as he was
trained. Feeling her hands on his balls,
massaging them, he began humping his cockshaft
deeper into her sucking mouth. Driving it to
the back of her mouth and past her tonsils.

Suddenly, Jillian found herself deepthroating
the horny animal as his cockhead made its way
down her throat. At first, she panicked, not
being too skillful at this, coughing and gagging
as the large phallus forced its way deeper. She
soon realized that if she timed her breathing
properly, she could easily take the large shaft
between breaths down her gullet.

Pamela peered over and grinned as she finished
off Damien. She could see how much of the large
dog's penis Jillian was managing triumphantly.

'About time she learned how to do that,' she
thought. 'Took her long enough.'

'God! This… this feels so good,' Jillian
thought to herself as she sucked eagerly on
Hector's cock. 'Now I know why Pam loves
sucking cock so much.'

Both women were almost sobbing as their bestial
indoctrination was coming to an end, and they
knew it.





Part Seven

Already, Pam could feel the Doberman's squirts
had subsided much. Now it was only coming out
in a trickle. Hans, the German Shepherd, had
already done with his climax and was just lying
across her back, his cock still tied to her
pussy. As for Pam, well, she came three times
as the dogs filled her with their spunk into her
cunt and mouth.

Jillian jumped when a loud popping sound came
from behind her. Her first thought was that her
husband must have come back from his trip early.
But then she realized that it was just Clyde's
knot finally pulling out of her asshole.

'God! That freaked me out!' She laughed in her
mind. 'How did I manage to forget that he still
had his cock in my ass.'

This recollection also reminded her that Jonas
still had his grossly inflated cock stuck in her
cunt under her.

'Damn, I'm turning into a real ho,' she thought
humorously. 'I can't even remember about the
cocks in me.'

Pam finally had to release Damien from her
sucking lips and turned to watch Jillian finish
off the Labrador.

"Go, girl!" She cheered. "You suck that
mother!"

When she decided to crawl over to her friend,
she found out that she was dragging Hans along
with her. They were still tied and the dog was
still gripping her tightly around her Barbie-
doll waist.

"Fuck!" Pam gasped at feeling the tension
around her pussy. "Geez, Jilly. This damn dog
is stuck up my twat."

Jillian couldn't respond as her mouth was still
stuffed full with Hector's thrusting cock. She
could only peer at the blonde beauty, a smile on
her lips as she continued deepthroating the
thick shaft. Also, in her aroused state, she
began humping her labia over Jonas belly and
stroking his cock at the same time.

This wasn't lost on the stubby dog, and his cock
began to reenergize itself.

"Mmmmmh! Aarrrgghh! Mmmmmh!" Jillian moaned
as she felt the re-stiffening of the cock still
stuck in her cunt.

Pam dragged herself and Hans closer to Jillian
and the two dogs for a closer look to the grand
finale of her friend's first real deepthroat.
It was when she was less than a foot away that
she realized that the fat Beagle beneath her was
humping furiously once again.

"Garrrggghh!" Jillian groaned as Jonas' knot
grew from within her cunt this time.

There would be no forcing the wide bulb into her
this time. No pain of it breaking past her
pussylips. This time, she would be tied with
the dog from the very start of the fuck.

Pam dragged the tied Shepherd to Jillian's ass
for a closer look at her cock-stuffed pussy.
The sight of that bulbous mass thickening inside
Jillian's pussy, stretching her cuntlips farther
apart as it inflated itself excited her.

She reached over and rubbed her hand across
Jillian's shaved pussylips, paying particular
attention to her blood engorged clitoris.

"Mmmmmmmmh!" Jillian moaned at Pam's nurturing
caress.

Just then, Hector howled and he too began
squirting vast amounts of doggy jism into
Jillian's mouth. Just as Pamela had had to
endure with Damien earlier, Jillian was now
having to deal with the powerful climax as this
very virile and horny beast.

Pam watched with great interest as Jillian's
cheeks ballooned and then shrank with each
swallow of doggy cum. She was almost proud at
how well the local weathergirl was handling all
that spunk. She knew personally how much a dog
cums from her earlier suck with Jillian's
Doberman. So, to see Jillian managing the horny
Labrador so easily was inspiring.

"Suck him Jilly!" Pamela cheered her on, never
relenting on Jillian's clit. "Suck that beast!
Drink all of his spunk! Don't you waste a drop,
honey!"

She could feel moisture culminating on her
fingers as she continued masturbating the
brunette, and not being one to waste anything,
she dipped her head down and began munching on
Jillian's pussy as Jonas' cock was stuck up
there.

"Mmmmmmmh!" Jillian moaned in orgasm, as she
was receiving the royal treatment from all
sides.

She could feel Hector's cock still spurting down
her throat, and Jonas' cock filling her cunt.
And now, she could also appreciate Pamela
Anderson's tender tongue as her friend gave her
the best pussy-licking she had ever had.

Jillian increased her sucking as Pam continued
licking her cock-stuffed cunt. She could feel
herself nearing yet another powerful orgasm as
her friend licked her clit with the Beagle's
cock still in her pussy, while she was busily
draining Hector's cock-stem of his nectar.

Her nipples ached for having remained so hard
for so long. She was wishing that this would
end soon. Not because she wasn't enjoying the
whole experience, but rather because she was
sexually wasted and needed the rest.

Hector was finally done and he pulled away from
her sucking mouth. Jillian tried to keep him in
her lips, but soon he just pulled to far away
for her to keep contact. As his cockhead pulled
away, a string of jism still connected them
together, stretching from her lips to his
cockhead.

Jillian watched in fascination as the cummy
string stretched, refusing to break. Meanwhile,
she ran her tongue across the roof of her mouth
to capture the lingering taste of the salty
spunk the large dog had deposited there.

Pamela was momentarily pulled away from
Jillian's pussy when Hans began tugging at her
cunt by his cock. His knot had shrunk
sufficiently so that now the dog was trying to
pull himself out of her.

"Ouch! That hurts you dumb dog," Pamela
protested as the still impressive knot finally
pulled out with a pop.

"Oh-my-God! Pammy," Jillian finally found her
voice. "Th… that was so… so fucking weird. I
never knew that an animal… a dog could fuck so
good! Shit, that black one just kept cumming
and cumming. I… I thought he'd never quit
cumming in my mouth."

"I know what you mean, hon," the blonde TV star
replied, then buried her face back in Jillian's
crotch.

Just then, Jonas howled and he emptied his balls
for the second time in Jillian's tight pussy.

"Oh, wow!" Jillian gasped as she felt the warm
ejaculation from within. "I think… I think
Jonas is cumming now."

As Pamela kept licking Jillian's clit, she could
feel that the chubby Beagle was in fact shooting
a fresh load in her friend's already cum-filled
pussy. She watched as the dog's ballsack
tightened with each surge of jism up his pipe.
She could only imagine how good Jillian must be
feeling after receiving a third load of doggy
jism in her cunt.

Jonas wasn't as virile as the other dogs. In
fact, he was so weak that once he emptied his
balls for the second time, his knot shrank
almost immediately.

Jillian felt that bulbous mass reducing in size
with each passing second and felt sure that she
could finally pull free of her Beagle's shaft.
Moving her knees over her dog, so as not to hurt
him, she rolled on her back and gasped heavily
in relief.

Pamela Anderson didn't waste any time. She
jumped on top of her prone friend and assumed
the popular 69 position over her Jillian's
parted pussylips.

Jillian smiled as she felt drops of Hans' fluid
dripping on her face from Pam's cum-filled pussy
above her. pulling the blonde woman's ass down,
she quickly began hunting down the salty residue
in her friend's cunt. Pam began doing the same
with Jillian's.

For the next half hour, these two women were
sucking and licking each other's shaved pussies
in search of the doggy jism that had been
unloaded there. And when they had gotten all of
that, they simply concentrated on eating each
other to mind-blowing orgasms.





Epilogue

"My god!" Jillian gasped as they sat at the
pool discussing what went on. "How did that
happen?"

"I don't know, Jilly," Pam said truthfully. "I
came over for our date and found you unconscious
with a dog fucking your cunt. At first, I tried
to pull him off, but he just growled at me.
Then… then I kinda got all hot watching that
black mutt shoving his hard dick in you."

"What do you mean the black mutt?" Jillian sat
up straight. "I… I thought you said you found
Jonas stuck in me!"

"Oooops!" Pamela blushed at being caught.
"Well, uh, you see…"

"Well, which was it?" Jillian pushed her.

"When I walked in, it was the black mutt fucking
you," the blonde finally admitted.

"Then how come I woke up with Jonas stuck in
me?" The brunette demanded to know.

"Well, uh, I kinda helped him fuck you," she
said, ducking the pillow that Jillian threw at
her.

"You… you slut!" Jillian said, laughing. "You
helped my dog rape me."

"It seemed like a good idea at the time," Pamela
retorted, throwing a cushion back at her friend.

A short pillow fight ensued as they wrestled
each other to the ground. They tugged and
grabbed their tits or dug a finger in each
other's pussy until they fell apart laughing
hard.

"By… huff! Huff!… by the way… huff!" Pamela
Anderson asked while catching her breath.
"Where did old blackie come from? Huff! Huff!
I never saw him around before."

"Oh, him, he's one of the strays from my show,"
Jillian told her. "His name his Hector and they
were going to put him to sleep if nobody adopted
him today. So I brought him home to give him a
chance."

"…" Pamela opened her mouth to say something.

"Oh, I know," Jillian cut in before Pam could
say a word. "I promised hubby, no more pets.
But he's out of town for the week, so that gives
me five more days to find Hector a home."

"Did you say his name was Hector?" Pamela
finally managed to break in.

"Yeah, why?" Jillian replied. "Why do you
ask?"

"I know this clown," Pamela grinned.

"Really? Where from?" Jillian was surprised to
hear this. "I don't remember him in any of your
shows."

Pamela broke out laughing.

"What's so funny?" Jillian asked in
frustration. "Let me in on it."

"You did mention that they told you this mutt
was in movies, right," Pamela asked.

"Yeah, I figure he must have been one of those
stunt animals," the brunette said, still
confused.

"Oh boy, did they get that wrong," Pamela said.
"Follow me."

The two women got up off the lounge chairs and
made their way in Jillian's study. Still naked,
Pam sat at Jillian's desk and opened up her
computer. Jillian just stood behind her,
confused as ever, to what her friend was doing.

She just watched as Pam opened up a website and
typed in her login name and password. The site
opened and Pamela clicked on an mpeg file. They
waited patiently as the clip loaded up.

"Now watch carefully," Pam told Jillian as she
sat her down in front of the screen.

A few minutes later, the video clip began
playing. There, before her very eyes was the
same dog fucking this petite brunette with short
hair. His long cock slicing in and out of her
tight pussylips.

She glanced over at the doorway and noticed
Hector just sitting there, his tongue hanging
from his lower jaw. Then she glanced back at
the screen, then back to him.

"It's… that's him?" Jillian stammered.
"They're one and the same?"

"By Jove! I think she's ghot it," Pamela
laughed. "Yeah, baby. I think you got a sweet
deal when you brought him home. Didn't you
kinda wonder how he seemed to know how to fuck
your mouth earlier?"

"I… I never gave that much thought," she
replied.

"Well, it's kind of obvious to me that he knew
exactly what to do," the blonde TV star said.
"I wouldn't mind a shot at him myself someday."

"Pamela Lee Anderson," Jillian said in a
scolding manner. "You are just awful."

They both laughed as they gave each other a deep
frenchkiss.

"What will you do with him now?" Pam asked.
"You gonna keep him?"

"God, I only wish I could," Jillian told her.
"But you remember the fight we had when I
brought Hans in the house. I don't think I
could convince hubby to let me add another one,
especially not one as big as Hector here."

"Big in more ways than one," Pam shot back.
"So, what will happen to him then?"

"Well, if I can't find him a home, he'll
probably be put down," Jillian said.

"Oh no," Pam gasped. "That would be an awful
waste, don't you think."

"I really can't see any solution," Jillian said.
"I couldn't even consider letting a family take
him. Especially if they had young girls. Could
you imagine the scandal I would face if it came
out that I had placed a sex trained dog in a
home."

They both laughed at the idea of this huge brute
of a dog molesting and then fucking an
unsuspecting teenaged girl.

"What if I took him?" Pam finally suggested.

"You?" Jillian was surprised. "You mean you'd
want to take him home with you. You mean just
for tonight, right."

"No, I mean that I would adopt him," Pam smirked
back.

"What about your boys, or Tommy for that
matter?" Jillian asked, shocked at her friend's
depravity.

"Who do you think showed me the vids of Hector
in the first place," Pamela smiled back. "I
think Tom would get a kick to actually have this
stud in the house fucking me. As for the kids,
well they know better than to come in my bedroom
when the door is closed."

"Jeez Louise!" Jillian gasped. "You sure you
want to do this?"

"Yeah, just think about it for a sec, Jilly,"
the blonde woman pointed out. "If ever you want
another taste of Hector's cock, he'll be right
down the road."

Jillian smiled at that idea. She could well
imagine the kind of kinky romping they could
manage with five dogs available to them anytime
they wanted.

"Okay, it's a deal," Jillian grinned, jotting
down something on a piece of paper. "Why don't
you drop by this address with me tomorrow and
we'll let them do the paperwork on Hector."

Pam glanced at the slip and read the address of
the animal shelter that had the temporary
guardianship of Hector. She smiled and kissed
Jillian hard on the lips.

"Want to go for a swim," Pam asked as she looked
down to the seated brunette.

"Yeah, I think we both need to cool down a bit,"
she replied, pushing her chair away from the
desk. "By the way, do you know any more
websites with this stuff on?"

"Sure," Pamela smiled, pinching Jillian's ass as
she walked by. "I'll send you a few URL's by e-
mail tonight. Hell, I'll even let you use my
passwords to some."

Jillian leaned over and tucked her hand under
Hector's huge head.

"There you go, Hector," she smiled, shacking his
big head. "I told you I'd find you a new home."

As a final act, the huge dog slurped his wide
tongue in her mouth past her lips and gave her a
deep frenchkiss in appreciation.

Both women, Jillian Barberie and Pamela Lee
Anderson, made their way to the pool. Still
naked, they dove into the cool refreshing waters
of her Olympic-size pool. And this being
Beverly Hills, nobody could see them skinny-
dipping in the light of day.

*********************

Pamela left for home a few hours later, leaving
Jillian to spend the night alone in the large
house. Now that Hector's custody had been
resolved, Jillian could relax as to his faith.

She stripped off the bathrobe she had put on
after their swim and strode naked in her
bedroom. She didn't usually parade around the
house like this, but today seemed to have
special meaning.

As she walked towards her bed, a clattering of
nails followed her from the hallway. When she
turned to see what it was, she smiled.

There at the door were all five dogs, sitting
and panting. The pink tip of their cocks
slithering out of their furry sheaths.

"Oh all right," she smiled. "Once more to say
goodbye to Hector. He won't be here tomorrow."

She climbed up on her king-sized bed and called
them over to her. A rush of bestial speed came
leaping up to her and began licking her all
over.

This is how her night of discovery ended.

The End