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Dog Sitting

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Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)

Commissioned by Chirmaya Nashaar

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Cross-legged on the living room floor, Enora cocked her head timidly to the side and stretched out her scaled hand to the Mastiff that she'd much rather have gotten to know with her boyfriend at her side. As it was, Ren, was out doing fox things while the snake was left on dog sitting duty, saying that he would meet her back at his friend's place. The serpent scowled, thin lips twisting unpleasantly.

The snake left with the dog... It didn't really make for a good song, if anyone was to croon and lament her swift demise in the jaws of a beast on four legs. The Mastiff was a beautiful creature, even she had to admit, with creamy-brown fur and a darker muzzle, the wrinkles on his forehead affecting a kindly expression, even if she knew that dogs couldn't really control their facial muscles in that way. It was wrong to anthropomorphise ferals, after all, and she really should have known better than that.

Against herself, Enora tipped forward curiously, the python's cream and brown scales seeming to compliment his coat in turn. Her eyes widened, tongue flickering out. Would his fur be softer than Ren's or coarser? And how would he... She pulled herself away from the thought, blinking slowly.

He knew she had his attention. Shuffling closer to her, the dog sat up, yawning widely as if to show her a flash of his white canines, dripping with saliva. She winced and did her best to push her shoulder blades back, drawing her torso up taller. You weren't supposed to show them fear, right?

"Hi?" She squeaked, the flutter of greeting devolving into a traditional, snakelike hiss as her nerves got the better of her. "Rolo, isn't it? You're called Rolo. Are you a good boy, Rolo?"

Whuffing lowly, the canine regarded her suspiciously and flopped to the carpet, his tail thumping the worn, mauve sofa. The snake giggled and rocked onto her knees, only sparing the front window a quick glance as she was, after all, still only in her T-shirt and underwear. In a house where no one was going to show up expected, bar Ren, further clothing seemed inappropriate and she took any opportunity to shed them, as snakes were prone to do.

She studied him. He was almost kind of cute, once she got past the fact that he was freaking huge. And she had always wondered...

"You're not that scary, are you?" She murmured to him, shifting onto her hands and knees as she edged closer. "Don't know what I was worrying about, being alone with you here."

Her words were braver than her heart, which pounded an anxious beat on the inside of her ribcage. The snake's blood roared in her ears and she gulped noisily as she stretched out her hand to the canine, each second expanding into what, to her frazzled mind, could very well have been infinity, if she'd so chosen to have a flare for the dramatic.

He pushed his snout into her palm and rumbled softly, allowing her to run her fingertips down the back of his neck and scratch around the side of his jaw. Rolo groaned and leaned into her, though his eyes were not on the wonders that her hands could deliver, but something else entirely that Enora could not have anticipated in her wildest curiosities.

Proud of herself, the serpent grinned widely.

"This isn't so bad now, is it?" She crooned, barely paying attention to how the dog shifted and fidgeted beneath her hands. "You like me really, I think we can be great friends here!"

And then the dynamic changed.

Standing, Rolo seemed to grow in size and stature and bounded into her, knocking the snake back on her buttocks. She squealed, but had no time to catch herself as she crashed back down to the carpet, thankfully only having a short distance to tumble. His forelegs thumped over her legs, straddling her hips, and she froze, heart pounding, as the large Mastiff stared her down, head lowered and eyes brimming over with intensity.

"Easy!" She cried, voice rising in pitch as she forgot herself. "Get down - down, boy! Down!"

As fierce as she tried to make her voice, the situation rushed by her, escalating beyond her control. Yet the canine had not an ounce of aggressiveness in him as he stood over her, tail wagging and yet still not allowing her to get up. Cautiously, Enora reached out to him again and he snuffled at her paw briefly before dipping his head to a far sweeter treat than any manner of petting could have delivered.

Her legs widened as he shoved his head between them and her lips barely had time to make an 'O' of surprise before his long, pink tongue swiped out over her pantie-clad pussy lips. The pink cotton puckered in over her sex under his tongue and Enora gasped, an electric thrill tingling through her from the tip of her snout to her curling, flexing toes.

"Oh..." Her back arched, demonstrating serpentine flexibility. "Oh, Rolo... What..."

She would have been able to say more if his tongue had not, at that very moment, flicked up and over her clit. Eyes rolling back into her head, the snake hissed and undulated her hips, instinctively grinding her sex onto his eagerly lapping tongue. And Rolo was hardly one to dissuade her, thrusting his muzzle in more aggressively as her sex dampened for him, the soft scales around her entrance growing slick and ready.

A warm tingle of victory thrummed through her veins. So, what she'd read had been right, after all! Ren would eat his words!

Her triumph was short-lived, however, as the canine growled, pawing at her thigh. She winced as his short claws caught and dragged at her scales, yet knew more than enough about canines to not voice her complains aloud. She drew her knees up, bringing her feet beneath her thighs, close to her buttocks. Sure, she knew feral dogs would go for anthros now - even snakes! - but she didn't want to take it any further than that!

Unfortunately, Rolo had found a breeding female ready to take him and was hardly about to let her go easily.

As the snake pulled back and twisted onto her side, he growled and lunged for her, forepaws grabbing and scrabbling at her in a way that didn't seem like anything a dog should have been able to do. Screeching, she clawed at the carpet and yelped as he dragged her back, hauling himself up onto her back as she huffed and puffed on all fours. Enora clenched her teeth and wrapped her fingers around the leg of the side table, putting every ounce of energy into her shoulders. If she could only haul herself forward... But Rolo was too heavy on her back and every inch she gained was one more that he hefted his hot, furry bulk over her, bearing her down into the carpet.

Something hard and slick rubbed over her scaled buttocks and it was too late.

The dog humped and jabbed, seeking her entrance with his growing prick, tapered to a narrow head, and found just what he was looking for. Enora froze as he, somehow, pushed aside her sodden panties and drove into her, leaving her only grateful that he'd at least had the courtesy to lick her beforehand. Her passage welcomed him in, squeezing and clenching around his doggy-cock as it grew and swelled, driving into her and jamming the tip up against her cervix.

Her eyes rolled back into her skull and the snake let loose a low, guttural moan that would have had her blushing like a virgin if anyone had been there to see her. Though she could not have said she was shameful or felt ashamed in the slightest. Ducking her head in a rare show of submissiveness, the snake pressed her cheek to the rough carpet and groaned, tongue flickering from her lips, as the Mastiff thrust, hips working overtime to fill her. And every stroke of his shaft, now grown to its full size and length, stretched her out wonderfully, ramming into her in a way that no anthro male could ever have hoped to match.

Maybe one day Ren could learn from Rolo.

He didn't thrust like an anthro either. He was feral through and through and seemed to want her to know that, or perhaps that was her own mind working too quickly, making him what she wanted to see. The canine was only concerned with breeding her and it was by virtue of his lust and skill alone that she gleaned so much pleasure from their hasty liaison, as the dog certainly wasn't interested in driving her to the brink of ecstasy.

In her curiosities, she had imagined giving him a handjob, or perhaps even tasting a trickle of pre-cum at the tip of his red shaft as he humped her paw. The reality, however, was far better. He grunted and growled over her as he bred her, back end driving and driving. Her breath came only in shuddering gasps, forced from her lungs every time he rammed in, pleasure sending her head spinning. Something large pushed inside her cunny, stretching her from the inside as his cock grew further, and she knew that that was it - he was going to finish in her whether she wanted him to or not.

It was a good thing that the serpent suddenly found herself very amenable to his whims as his knot swelled larger still, locking them together as her pussy bulged lewdly, struggling to contain his size. Hissing and writhing, she put all her strength into rocking back against his thrusts, eager to taste the high he seemed oh so very intent on driving her to. The carpet roughened up her hands, but she couldn't care about the scales that flaked off, the serpent due to shed all too soon.

But something else came first: she did. It was with a twist and a long, roiling hiss that she let Rolo fuck her to what seemed like the most explosive orgasm she'd ever had and would ever have. Lights flashed behind her closed eyelids and the snake squirmed against him, his fur matting up against her scales as he grunted and growled and thrust shallowly. Staying deep inside her - it wasn't as if he could pull out with the bulbous knot sealing them together, after all - the Mastiff whined, speeding up his thrusts dramatically. Enora whimpered, her climax pulsing through her weak, lust-stricken body in wave after wave. Just when she thought he could give her no more pleasure, the dog drove harder and proved her wrong.

Even his rampant sexuality had to hit its peak sometime, however. Rolo grunted and barked sharply, driving in with the greatest urgency as his cock spurted cum, painting her warm, twitching passage with his seed. His knot dragged against her pussy walls as he kept thrusting through his climax, intent only on making sure that his 'bitch', even if she was not one he was used to, was well bred and certainly well seeded.

Moaning, Enora sprawled on the carpet, letting the canine's body hold up her buttocks, delicious tension slipping from her lips as the afterglow encased her - better than sun on cold scales. Finished with her, at least for the time being, Rolo threw one hind leg over her hips, turning to stand butt to butt with her with his thick tail wagging frantically. He barked and bounced on his forepaws, looking back at her, every bit of him the picture of the pleased canine.

Enora smiled weakly and rested her head on her forearms.

"Good boy."

"Enora!"

Panting beneath the dog, Enora blinked and turned her head bashfully. Ren stood framed in the doorway, a carrier bag in each paw and his jaw comically dropped.

"Welcome back, sweety..."

A blush heated her cheeks as Rolo barked, tugging at her as he tested whether or not he could yet pull his knot free. She yelped softly and held up her paw in response to Ren's widening of eyes, his instant concern. The serpent hissed and held up her paws, rocking up onto her knees as much as she was able with the most charming smile she was able to pull her lips into.

"I got bored?"