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Being trapped in a container by yourself out at sea and only surviving on dog food for 6 months can mess up a person's mental state. It can cause a person to go insane, become depressed, and even commit suicide.
As for Hunter De Vil, well, the only damage he experienced is his hair getting longer, the trauma of his great-aunt not giving a shit that he was missing, and most importantly, that he acts like a damn dog now on occasions at random.
It’s not too awful; it gave him the ability to understand dogs. hell, it helped in saving the dalmatian family from being skinned alive and killed. Right now the weird canine instincts he has aren't as important as his family’s fashion business might become bankrupt.
Ever since Cruella’s arrest for smuggling illegal live cargo, it paints the company in a bad light and causes a loss in sales. Hunter scrolls down the walkway frustratingly, thinking how he can make the De Vil's brand popular again. "Arrr! How can I get clout fast enough!?" rubbing his chin.
“Maybe I should host some silly contest giving out a bunch of electronics,” he said, taking out his red smartphone from his pocket, “or donate a huge sum of money to some random charity.”
Hunter was about to log in on Twitter when a rumbling noise stopped him. Looking up, he saw a trash bin on the left moving a bit. A stray orange tabby cat emerges from the bin with a half-eaten chicken wing in its mouth.
As the cat jumps out and wanders away with its food, something clicks inside of Hunter. Sudden adrenaline pours deep into him as his heart beats fast while taking short breaths. The body slightly twists, and the eyes swirl into big, aggressive patterns. Hunter didn’t realize he was already on all fours on the ground, but it was too late; his canine instinct kicked in as he started running after the feline.
Making angry barks that caused the tabby cat to be scared and running away, the blonde continued to chase the stray down the walkway. He created chaos as he ran over a few people, knocking them down in response to the insults and curses directed at him; this did not matter to the boy. All he focuses on is getting that dumb scared cat!
The feline quickly turns right, and so does the wild boy. Hunter fully stopped in his tracks as he reached the endpoint of an alleyway. The orange tabby cat hops on top of a huge garbage container on the right and climbs over a fence. Still on all fours, he growls and then barks at the fleeing cat.
“Shit, I almost got that bastard!”
Suddenly he heard another barking coming this way that made him stop barking; it sounded more aggressive than his own. So he quickly hid behind the garbage container and quietly peeked out.
A small fawn and white papillon came running through the alley; the dog’s eyes turned to terror, seeing the fence and trapping the canine. In seconds, the other dog, who was aggressively barking, also came running at the papillon.
"Now, babe, running away isn’t very business-like ~” grinned a tall black and rust doberman with a golden collar.
The smaller dog turns around angrily. “Damn it! Look, I was looking to get extra cash!”
She tried to stand more confident and not look scared, but it had no effect on the other dog. The doberman expression changes from amusement to impatience.
Narrowing his eyes at her, “You know the deal," scowling while showing his sharp fangs, “Rent must be paid on time or else," he threatened.
The papillon’s face turns even whiter as her body shakes uncontrollably. “No, no, please!! My pet and I almost have enough money to pay for it. "Give us more time, please!!" Head down while she is in a defensive pose.
He slowly chuckles, "Oh, sweetheart… “That’s not how we do business around here,” she said, taking a step forward as she backed away. “but I can convince my pet to give your human more time if you accept my offer~”
Hunter didn’t like how this was going. The talks of humans being referred to as “pets” are confusing at best, probably how they view the world through a dog's eyes. The way the doberman is giving predatory looks to the papillon gives him ominous vibes. He knows how violent dogs are when they are fighting, and that small canine has no chance of beating the other one. Still, he can’t escape safely yet; he continues to watch how two animals solve their argument.
The larger dog pounces on the other, causing her to be on her back. “Let’s say this encounter makes us both even, hmm?" Her eyes widen as he pushes his hips forward, the sheath poking at her snout.
“And I know how desperate you are to protect your human.”
Sucking her cheeks in and with visible tightness in the jaw, “Fuck you, asshole…” she growls and starts to lick his erection poking out.
Laughing to himself, he smirks, “See how being a good girl make things so easy and smooth~”
His large canine cock was now fully out for display, the papillon swirling the tip while wrinkling her nose in disgust. She was so furious and defeated; she figured she got this shitshow over quickly. Using her strength, she pulls her neck up to put his dick in her mouth, bobbing her head while sucking off. Grunting as he gets in the mood, he wants more than a fraction of that wet, hot mouth.
Suddenly, the dobermann slams his hips hard on the papillon’s face and lets his whole cock in her mouth. He was thrusting deeply into her throat at a fast pace, howling loudly as she choked and held tightly onto his hind legs.
Frozen on the spot, it was like the world stood still at that very moment. Clutching his arm tightly as his head becomes dizzy. Why the hell is he watching two dogs fucking each other, and why the hell is he getting weird feelings about it!? It's not like he never saw dogs mating before; dogs tend to do their “business” whenever and do not care who sees them. It’s awkward and some would find it funny to witness it happen, but it was just animals being animals, right?
WHY
A wave of heat pours in...
IS IT
Having difficulty breathing while puffing out hot air…
SO
Legs started to quiver…
BLOODY
Saliva drools down the lips…
FUCKING AWKWARD!!
The larger dog turns his hips around in a 69 position, still pounding his dick, to view her wet, swollen canine pussy. “You’re really liking this position, huh, sweetheart?" he now says, seductively fingering her, which made her whimper harshly.
The small girl was so powerless under him, taking all the intense force of being fucked both mouth and pussy. She tries her very best not to give in, but it’s too much, as she rolls her eyes to the back of her head while crying out. The papillon wasn’t the only one who’s not in a troubled mood.
“WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH ME!!”
Hunter’s whole body shivers harshly, from fingers to toes going numb. A massive headache stocks him as he holds onto the side of the garbage container, catching his fall. Grabbing his hair tightly as the pain was still there, he started sweating and got a strange feeling around his stomach. Why is his body acting up like this?! And those two aren’t helping at all; they’re getting even louder with their moaning.
And yet he’s still watching them. Watching this uncanny scene where dogs give blowjobs and finger each other like damn humans! Hunter bites his lips as his body moves on its own, grinding by the edge of the container. The dogs were so busy with each other that they didn’t notice the blonde murmuring and grinding.
“This feels so wrong. Yet… There’s tightness growing in his pants. “Why is it feeling so good?!" he mused, panting heavily.
The top dog swiftly takes out his penis from the other’s mouth, letting her finally breathe fresh air. But didn’t give the papillon time to catch herself as he changed his position to be at the end of her hips. Without warning, the doberman briskly thrusts his whole shaft, including his knot, deeply in her cunt. Getting a pitched scream from her as she arches her back and head. Growling, fucking her with brute strength like the beast he is.
Suddenly a raw scent of canine genitals hit Hunter’s nose, and there was a click. His eyes went wide as the pupils turned to crazy swirls, with a thickening in his throat. And thus the boy was gone. He is needy now, humping the dumper like his life depends on it while watching the doberman fucking the papillon.
Rasping, his legs felt like they were on fire and couldn’t hold him up anymore. Hunter dropped to his knees hard on the ground but didn’t even feel the impact because he was in a trance at the sight. He needed more friction; he roughly pulled down his pants and underwear a bit and started to rub his pre-cum-leaking erection desperately. He didn’t care that he was jacking himself behind a dumpster in an alleyway.
Imagining himself being under that doberman instead, sucking and tasting that big red cock, having that fat knot deep-throating him until he couldn’t breathe anymore. Tingling waves his entire body as he pants like a dog. Feeling that cock thrust every place inside, making him fucking lose it. The pressure was building up fast, and his body couldn’t take it anymore. Both canines as well are on the edge to explode.
With one final thrust of his knot, both the doberman and papillon deeply howl as he pumps his thick cum inside her. At the same time, Hunter arched his back more and cried out loudly as shockwaves hit him. Shooting his cum all over his clothed abdomen and falling sideways panting with his pants half down. Both dogs are now lying on each other, stuck together due to knotting, and exhausted.
Moments passed, and the doberman's nose picked up a scent that wasn’t the papillon’s own. Lifting his head up to see where that other scent was coming from, it was not too far from them. Right beside the dumper, there lay the blonde, knocked out cold on the ground with cum dripping from him.
Grinding his teeth and ears going down, “THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING HERE!?” he barked, standing and slowly walking over while dragging the smaller dog stuck to his knot. Earning a complaint from her.
That woke Hunter back to reality, and he saw an angry dog coming toward him. His adrenaline shoots up as he quickly gets up from the ground and pulls up his pants. He starts to run but trips over; he sees the large dog coming fast at him, so he runs on all fours. Panicking, he got the last energy to sprint away to safety, leaving the dog barking at him in the alley.