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"Violet, honey, can you come down here please?"
Violet closed her eyes in annoyance and let out a heavy sigh, tossing her phone somewhere on her twin-sized bed before calling back, "Coming, Mom!"
She sighed again like all seventeen year old girls do, and shimmied down her bed until her feet hit the carpet by her bed. Goodbye, warm blankets. Goodbye, pillow. It was nice knowing you. Knowing her mother, she would have her down there for what felt like hours while she froze to death because her mom liked to keep the house thermostat at frozen tundra temperatures.
Violet slipped her feet into her pink fluffy slippers, and started the trek down the stairs and into the kitchen where her mother was waiting.
When Violet entered the kitchen, her mother was standing by the island still dressed in her smart-looking suit. Her briefcase was open on the island counter, and she was quickly packing more into it.
Violet raised an eyebrow, asking, "So… what's going on?"
Violet's mother looked up from her packing, and hurriedly sent her daughter a quick glance and a smile before tucking her head right back down saying, "Hey, sweetie," she sounded slightly winded. "There was something that came up at work, and I'll need to leave for it now if I want to get there on time. I'll be gone for the whole weekend."
Violet raised both eyebrows and blinked, wide eyed. The whole weekend? And she has to leave now? Curious, she asked, "Really? What is it for?"
Her mother finished packing and closed the briefcase with a click. "We managed to score a deal with a pretty difficult client. My team is being sent over there because we want to work out the perfect terms so that we don't lose it. Honestly, we spent forever trying to win them over and it finally happened! They're rich, too."
Violet chuckled, amused. "Do you want me to help you pack?"
Her mother shook her head, grinning. "No, honey, that's fine. I'll do it myself." The woman had started for the stairs before she bounced on one foot in an almost cartoonish stop. "Actually, can you check on Gizmo? I haven't had the chance to, and I figure that you went right on upstairs as soon as you got home."
In fact, Violet absolutely had done just that. "Okay, mom."
"Thank you!"
Her mother practically bounced up the stairs.
Violet turned away from the stairs and walked over to the living room. That was most likely where the mastiff probably was. As she walked under the arch of the entrance to the living room, she saw Gizmo laying on his side on the carpet, asleep. She looked at him, unsurprised. The dog was a lazy bum, so no wonder he didn't get up when either her or her mom got home. Any other dog would be waiting at the door. Not that she minded though, because at least she didn't have to try to push 140 pounds of dog out of the way every time she got home from school.
Violet heard her mother finish packing her suitcase and come down the stairs. When she came into view, Violet said, "He's fine, just sleeping on the carpet."
"Ahh, okay." With her luggage in hand, Violet's mother went back to the kitchen to grab her briefcase before heading over to the front door. "Luckily, I always make too much food, so there should be abundant amounts of leftovers. If you get sick of that, you can always order from somewhere." Violet gave her mother a hug before the door closed and locked behind her.
Now Violet had the house to herself.
The first thing she does with her two and a half days of freedom is change the thermostat to a nice even seventy.
The second thing she does is change into a tight red tank top and tiny black shorts. Without her mom to tell her that she needed to cover up, she can basically wear whatever she wanted! She can walk around naked if she wants to, any no one can say anything about it. There's no way she'd know, anyway. It's not like there's any cameras.
Violet does absolutely nothing for a few hours. The only thing she does is heat up some leftovers from the fridge and watch her favorite show on the TV in the living room. All in all: a perfect afternoon.
She decides to take a shower when the clock on her phone shows eight PM, then grabs a towel and heads into the bathroom.
You know… Violet thinks, since no one's here…
She takes the running shower head and directs it down towards her bare, shaved cunt. The pressure of the water hits her clit just right, making her softly moan. Violet slides the hand not holding the shower head down and holds the lips of her cunt open so that the water can access it better. She lets out a louder moan and leans against the shower wall.
Violet moves the shower head closer to her clit, moving it in small circles and angling it up. With the hand holding her lips open, she moves two fingers to either side of her clit and strokes it up and down.
Violet bites her lip and closes her eyes. She angles she shower head at more of an angle and brings her fingers together, making fast circles over her clit. A ball of pressure builds in her lower belly. She groans, moving her fingers even faster, applying more pressure to her reddened, sensitive clit.
She can feel the tight feeling growing, and she rubs her clit until she comes with a breathy moan, throwing her head back against the wall.
Violet stands there, dazed for a few seconds, before the returns the shower head to the holder and turns the water off. She then steps out, grabs her towel, and wraps it around her dripping, naked body. Violet tucks the end of the towel in to make it stay, opens the door, and is stopped in her tracks by Gizmo standing at the bathroom door staring at her.
Violet's eyebrows raise, and she says slowly, "Hey, buddy.." She pauses for a second, "What'cha doing?"
Gizmo just stares, and his tail starts to wag side to side.
Violet takes that as a good sign and starts off towards the living room where she left her phone, planning to take it upstairs with her. Strangely, Gizmo follows her, alert. Weird, she thinks, usually he'd go right back to bed.
She makes her way over to the couch, where she left her phone. The couch is a bit low, so she has to bend over a bit to reach it. As Violet bends over to get her phone, she feels a cold nose slip under the towel and a warm tongue lap at her still-wet cunt.
She yelps, shocked, and tries to pull away from Gizmo, before he growls and jumps up. Violet feels two large paws push at her back, sending her down onto the couch cushions on her front.
She manages to yell "Gizmo!" Before she's cut off by a moan when the dog licks at her cunt again. "Stop!" She tries to get up, but Gizmo has his paws on her legs, his massive weight holding her down. His big tongue licks and laves over her cunt, starting at her clit and ending at her hole. He's licking so hard that when his tongue is at her hole, it slips the slightest bit inside, making her let out high-pitched, choked off moans.
Violet's face burns as she desperately tries to think of a way out of this. With a jolt of dismay, she finds herself somewhat enjoying Gizmo's tongue against herself. "No…"
Violet can feel herself getting wet, and it appears that Gizmo can tell. He growls and starts to lick faster, lapping at her pussy that's now dripping with saliva and her own wetness.
Violet clenches down on nothing, feeling abysmally empty. Blearily, she thinks she'd really like something for her walls to clench down on. Unfortunately, she doesn't get it. Gizmo keeps licking at her wet cunt while Violet whines and moves her hips the best she can in the position she's in. Somewhere along the line, her towel comes undone from where it's wrapped around her body, the towel unraveling and falling against the couch.
She can feel herself getting close to coming, pressure building in her once more, and angles her hips further, pressing her cunt against Gizmo's hot tongue. the towel slips from the couch and falls to the floor at her knees.
Gizmo's tongue passes over her reddened cunt again, over her clit and furls at her hole, and Violet comes with a loud, cracking moan, white spots filling her vision.
As she comes down from her high, she distantly feels legs hook over her hips. A hot, thick, wet tip presses against her backside.
She abruptly snaps out of her trance with a jolt, and looks behind herself to see that Gizmo has mounted her and his big, thick, red cock is out and is resting against her ass, the tip staring her in the eye. It's at least as long and thick as a one of her full-size Bath and Body Works sprays. Her face heats and she lets out a nervous gulp.
Gizmo moves his cock down to her sopping hole, and starts to press in, stretching her walls to fit around him. Violet winces, the size stretching her out to her limit. "Wait, Gizmo-"
She's cut off by a sudden thrust, sending the dog's large cock further into her. Gizmo keeps moving into her cunt, until Violet swears she can feel it in her throat.
Finally, she feels his balls rest against the lips of her cunt, where they are stretched apart from the sheer size of Gizmo's cock.
Violet barely gets any time to adjust before Gizmo is thrusting his huge cock in and out of her cunt. She moans, pushing her cunt closer. Violet can her him panting as he fucks her.
With every drag out of her cunt, it feels like her insides are being sucked out with his cock. When he pushes back in, she can feel it hitting the deepest parts of herself while his balls slap against her sweaty skin.
Violet gets used to the rhythm, closing her eyes and breathing heavily, squeaking with every thrust, the walls of her cunt getting stretched more and more every moment.
Her eyes fly open as she abruptly realizes that Gizmo's cock has been getting bigger. Every time he thrusts into her, she realizes that she can feel his tip hitting her cervix, causing a dull ache. It's a mix between pain and quickly mounting pleasure. Violet also realizes that along with the added size, there's been another change: she can feel something bumping against her hole, along Gizmo's cock.
She looks back, and sees that the base of his cock has become swollen with growing horror she knows to be a knot. If she thought the dog's cock was big, his knot was even bigger. It's at least two of her fingers wide on either side.
"Wait- ungh- Gizmo- ahh! Wait- ough- ommf- hah- don't-" She tries to push him back with a hand, but it's no use. Gizmo presses his knot further and further into her wet, dripping hole with each thrust. Violet realizes with dismay that she's about to be knotted whether she likes it or not.
"Shit- no! Agh- Gizmo!- uck-"
She gags on her own words as Gizmo pushes his knot all the way into her cunt, his balls throbbing and pressing against her. He stills, growling, before a deluge of hot, thick cum floods her aching cunt, painting her insides white. It goes straight into her womb from where the dog's tip is pressed flush against her cervix.
Violet comes with a scream, squeezing hard against the knot, milking out all of Gizmo's cum from his throbbing balls into her womb. Her eyes roll to the back of her head and a line of drool falls from her gaping mouth onto the couch. She can feel her belly growing heavy with cum, bulging out from its previous flatness.
Violet gradually comes back to herself to the feeling of Gizmo licking the back of her neck and nipping it with the teeth, holding her there. She can hear him panting heavily while she twitches from the aftershocks of her orgasm.
She doesn't know how long they stay like that, but eventually Gizmo pulls out. Cum pours out of her loosened hole and onto the floor. However, the heavy feeling in her belly doesn't go away. At first, she thinks it's just from the leftover cum in her womb, but then the realizes that it's getting heavier.
She falls on the floor on her back, and looks down at her belly. With shock, Violet sees that her belly really is growing. Gizmo follows her down, and happily laps at her cunt, licking up his cum.
Shaking, Violet places a hand against her rapidly growing belly. She realizes, as she rubs her hand against the growing curve, that she looks like she could be pregnant. But that's silly, why would I be? She dazedly thinks.
Despite her thoughts, her stomach keeps on growing, and with it, her tits. They've grown maybe two cups and her nipples have gotten darker. Violet whimpers as something that looks like milk leaks out from her nipples. Now she looks like she could be six months pregnant. She presses her hand against her belly, and suddenly feels something moving from within her. When she cries out in alarm and tries to stand, Gizmo growls loudly at her and presses her back down. He goes back to lapping at her cunt with his paws pressing her down by her thighs.
Her stomach grows until she looks nine months pregnant, then even past that. A couple minutes later, she looks twelve months pregnant. The squirming feeling increases, and she feels multiple something's pressing at her stomach from the inside.
Her belly stops growing, and Violet lets out a sigh of relief before she feels something inside her come loose and water rushes out of her. Gizmo stands up, tail wagging, and goes to her side. She'd get up if she didn't suddenly feel so weak.
Violet can feel a pressure at the base of her belly, telling her to push. She bears down, groaning with the strain, and eventually feels something pass through her cervix and into her cunt. The feeling of her walls wrapping around it sends a jolt of pleasure through her and she moans, pushing more.
She can feel it move down through her and then breach through her her hole and onto the floor, where she can feel is squirm against her leg. Gizmo gets up from her side and goes back between her legs where she can't see him because of her belly.
Violet bears down on another, pushing hard. Gizmo comes back around, holding something in his jaws. Her eyes widen as she realizes that it's a newborn puppy. Her eyes dart down to her swollen stomach and the thing she's pushing out of her.
Before she can complain about the biological impossibility, she thing - the puppy - slides out of her stretched out hole and onto the ground. Gizmo sets down the first pup at her leaking tit, and goes back to fetch the second.
She's not given any time to think. She pushes non-stop, pushing out new young. As soon as one's out, another is pressing at her cervix. As they come out, they suck at her milky tits before inexplicably walking away. Violet doesn't have time to realize that that's not normal, too busy pushing out more of their siblings.
Somewhere between one birth and the next, she looks around and realizes that there are far too many grown dogs in this house. She can see Gizmo from her - now shrinking - belly, but there's more that look like him all around her, and all with huge, red, throbbing cocks to match their father. They surround her, cocks dripping pre-come.
A couple of them pad up to her and rub their cocks against her face and lips. Violet feels like she's caught up in a daze. Something new in the back of her mind tells her to open her mouth. When she does, one of them slips his cock inside her mouth and immediately starts thrusting into her mouth. The other one continues rubbing his against her face, and that new thing in her mind tells her to use her hand for what she can't fit in her holes.
As the dogs grow, their cocks slip out of their sheaths. Violet takes another cock in her other hand, and the dogs that are waiting their turn with her rub themselves against her sweaty, leaking body.
She bears down on the last of the young, and only gets a fleeting moment to breathe before a cock is being shoved inside her sloppy, stretched hole. She looks between the bodies and finds that it's one of the ones she gave birth to. Gizmo is sitting off to the side, watching her. She moans.
The one in her mouth finishes, and is quickly replaced by one of the cocks that was in her hands. The dog that just finished with her mouth stands by the dog fucking her cunt, waiting. A dog that was rubbing against her body shoves its cock in her hand.
The dog fucks her cunt in quick jerks, its already huge cock hitting her cervix just like his fathers did. He comes in thick pulses inside her womb before pulling out and giving the next dog in line a turn.
It goes in an endless cycle like this: body, hand, mouth, cunt.
After the third dog fills her with cum, she feels that familiar heaviness in her belly again. She opens her eyes and looks down at her swelling belly. Violet wonders how many times they're going to fuck and impregnate her. How many litters is she going to have? How many puppies will be walking around the house with their cocks out, ready to fuck her willing hole?
Her belly grows as she's fucked and filled with endless amounts of cum. Her sloppy, cum filled cunt feebly pulses around their giant cocks as they fill her.
A gush of water announces the arrival of another litter. The dog fucking her pulls out after it comes, and Violet bears down on yet another puppy that will grow up to knock up his mother with another round of puppies. Those puppies would also knock her up, and she'll continue to be a broodmother for puppies.
Through the haze, Violet remembers her mother is going to come home in a couple days. She really hopes that the dogs will overpower her, too, and knock her up with puppies, making her give birth.
Violet cums to the thought of being fucked side by side with her mother, them both being impregnated with endless litters and giving birth together. She yearns to see and hear her mother be stretched around the dog's huge cocks, to see her belly swell with young.
She can't wait.