Foreword
: This chapter includes sexual activity between a human and a weredog that is almost completely physically transformed, albeit mostly normal mentally. My apologies if that seems a bridge too far. The section in question is headed 'Tuesday Night (August 1)' if you wish to skip it.
Dog Days of Summer
Part 2: Barking at the Moon
Chapter 5: Every Dog Has Its Day
Friday Afternoon (July 21)
"It's honestly- kind of weird," Fawn said as she bounced up and down on Miguel's cock, the words punctuated by a small gasp whenever she bottomed out. "I never- got the impression- that Megan- was into me-, or any girls-, but for the last- week or so- she's been staring at me-, and casual touches- that last a little too long- to be casual."
Miguel grunted, keeping his hands on the girl's hips to help with the illusion that he was masturbating himself with her pussy. "She's been getting more flirtatious with me every time I come over," the stag-man confided. "The first time she brushed up against my cock I thought it was an accident, but now I doubt it."
Fawn stifled a cry of passion as she began climaxing, biting her fist to muffle the noise. The two young lovers were on a blanket in the midst of a cluster of bushes; it screened them from the sight of other visitors to the small park, but would do little to block the noise of their sex if they got too carried away. Miguel triggered his own orgasm, the feeling of which usually prompted Fawn's to linger, and she bent down to kiss him while she continued riding the crest.
The pair rested for a while, catching their breath and stroking each other's sweaty flesh. "You want some pie, baby?" Fawn asked, toying with one of Miguel's nipples and using her finger to curl some of the hair on his chest.
"Any time, my little doe," the stag-man replied, licking his lips in anticipation as Fawn knee-walked forward until she could press her crotch against his face. She'd told him that no matter how much she loved the kink, his spunk was so amazing that she'd be reluctant to ever take his load anywhere but her mouth, if it wasn't for the fact that he could cum buckets of seed almost whenever he wanted. Every time Miguel ate his own jizz, especially out of a woman he'd just fucked, he worried less and less about how masculine it seemed, or how people might think of him if they knew. It was delicious, and nearly everyone seemed to agree, so he'd privately decided that anyone who gave him a hard time about being a cum-guzzler would be the next person to fall in love with the taste of his splooge.
Fawn cooed and hummed with delight as she sat on Miguel's face, and after a minute or two she said, "I can kind of understand why Meg wants to experience your magnificent dick. I'm just starting to wonder if she's trying to butter me up to ask if she can 'borrow' you for a night, or if she's actually wanting to have a threesome with us."
Miguel had been wondering the same thing, more or less, except that his angle was planning how to persuade Fawn and Megan to share him. His awareness of his animalistic impulses meant that he wasn't running on instinct quite as much as he had been, but having regular threesomes with Dana and Cassie had kind of spoiled him. Fawn was very pretty and very enthusiastic, but Megan was extremely sexy in her own way, and he told himself that few men
wouldn't
be interested in bedding two such ladies at the same time, if they were willing.
Miguel continued licking even after the taste of his essence was gone, driving Fawn through another small, shuddering climax before she dismounted and laid down beside him. They snuggled, and after what he thought was a reasonable wait, the stag-man asked, "Are you attracted to your roommate?"
Fawn looked into his eyes and gave a wry smile, suggesting she knew where he was trying to lead the conversation. Eventually she replied, "A little bit, I guess. She's got tremendous titties, obviously, and I can't say I haven't stared at them sometimes and wondered how they'd feel." Laying her head back down, Fawn continued playing with Miguel's chest hair as she added, "Until we hooked up, I'd never really considered having a relationship with a hybrid. Like, a sexual relationship, I mean. Meg and I were friends from the first day of college. But I always used to look at people in interracial relationships and doubt that they were actually interested in each other, that they just wanted the novelty of banging someone
exotic
."
"Ah," said Miguel, not entirely comfortable with where the topic was wandering. "And now that you're banging someone
really
exotic, who's both a hybrid and Hispanic, are you questioning how interested you actually are?"
Fawn blushed but looked him in the eye as she said, "I haven't had much opportunity to put my new perspective in practice yet, but I've resolved not to make those assumptions anymore. Does that answer your question?"
"Well enough for now," Miguel replied, smiling a little and giving her a peck on the lips.
"Would you be offended if I asked where your family comes from?" Fawn inquired. "You've got just the faintest accent but I can't really place it. I don't think it's Mexican. It's not a big deal at all, but I was just interested."
"Nah, I don't mind," Miguel said, stretching his arms out and yawning. "My parents are from Guatemala, and my older siblings were born there, but I was born in this city not long after they moved here."
"Thanks for satisfying my curiosity on so many things!" Fawn said with a smile. "I guess I'll go ahead and answer the question I think you really wanted to ask: yeah, I suppose I'd be willing to share you with Megan, at least once, although I'm kind of terrified about how many ways it could go wrong, having a three-way with my roommate and best friend." Miguel smiled back, and his dick stiffened automatically, which did not go unnoticed. She reached out to stroke it, remarking, "Looks like I nailed that one!"
"Feel free to nail it again, if you're able!" Miguel teased in response, then added, "Let's not get too far ahead of ourselves. Next time we see Megan we can try to figure out what her goals are, since we might just be completely off-base. Even if she's interested, we shouldn't do it unless we're all on the same page. I've had a threesome before, so I won't be kicking myself if this one doesn't ever materialize."
Fawn's expression was hard to read, but seemed to convey surprise, lust, gratitude, and perhaps relief all at once. She threw her leg back over Miguel's hips and started angling herself for insertion, saying, "Baby, you're too good for me!"
"Nothing's too good for my little doe!" Miguel replied automatically as they began slowly fucking one another again, taking their time to build up speed. Nevertheless, he couldn't help feeling a twinge of guilt, knowing that he was manipulating Fawn to make the threesome more likely. It didn't feel like being especially good to her, nor did the fact that he hadn't bothered mentioning any of his other semi-regular hookups.
Friday Evening (July 21)
"Good girl!" Penny gushed, stroking her hand along Dana's back and making the weredog quiver with pleasure. She was also feeling a degree of humiliation, but it was reinforcing her lust rather than detracting from it, mostly because the slightly chubby redhead was so full of praise and envy at every display of transformative power. The vet tech was fucking Dana with a new strap-on dildo, although she hadn't mastered her technique yet, and had asked the brunette to try transforming her pussy into its canine form, or her whole lower half, if necessary.
"Are you sure that's something you feel comfortable with?" Dana had inquired, nervous and breathless. She was trying to embrace her new nature and make the best of it, but she couldn't easily shake the cultural conditioning that wanted to draw a bright line of right and wrong that went straight through her existence. "You don't think it would count as... you know... bestiality?" The last word had been whispered with shame and discomfort.
Penny had laughed and asked, "Why would that be any more bestial than you having a tail or teats?" Dana had no coherent response to that question, although it still felt qualitatively different in some important but undefined way. Nevertheless, she had indulged her lover and concentrated on trying to transform just her pussy.
"I wish I could actually feel the difference with this thing!" Penny lamented, although she did so in a disconcertingly cheerful manner, while she continued to pound her fake cock into Dana's furry, more spade-like mound. For her part, the weredog was surprised to discover that the sensations of having her modified vagina fucked were significantly different from what she'd been experiencing until that moment. The feelings weren't exactly better or worse, just novel, but that made them exciting to her. Falling back into character, she barked and whined to show how much she was enjoying their playtime.
"Howl for me when you cum, Pet!" Penny said breathlessly, trying to speed up her pace without accidentally pulling out, which was her main technical flaw. Sweat dripped from her nose, even though the air conditioner was keeping the house reasonably cool. Being a habitual nudist, Dana was even more sensitive to chilly rooms than she had been before, and Penny had been nice enough to let it get quite a bit warmer than she usually preferred, at least when the weredog was visiting. Dana's sense of smell, even in her human form, was more keen than usual, and she found the scent of the redhead's exertion highly alluring.
The two women moved faster and faster, both approaching a peak. Penny was actually the first to crest, and her thrusting became sporadic and chaotic, but Dana had gotten better at allowing just a tiny sliver of her transformation lust to bleed through. It was enough to tip the scales in favor of a climax when she was close, and concentrating on reverting the minimal change while she rode the wave somehow made the experience even more intense than usual.
"Fuck, yeah!" Penny sighed, slumping backwards until she was sitting on her feet, making the shiny dildo bob amusingly. "I love the smell you make when you cum," she said dreamily. "It's like a special sauce or something. It really sets me off, makes me cum harder."
Dana was concentrating on reverting to her full human form, or at least as close as she could get, since she still couldn't seem to banish her body hair after growing fur. Giving up on her latest attempt, she replied to Penny, "I'm probably releasing a few pheromones while I'm transforming, I guess that's what you're picking up on. It makes my orgasms stronger, too."
