Indebted Ch 06

In this chapter, a woman and her twin daughters send a video to her ex-husband, showing them giving birth to their German Shepherd puppies!

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It'd been ten months since Brett had been forced to watch the video of his wife and daughters breeding with his Canine boss, and that was the last time he had seen or heard from the girls, well, except for all of the very thorough and detailed stories Bismarck had continued to tell him about their depraved activities.

The destroyed man was returning to his "home," having worked late into the night (as always). Brett had been forced to sell his old house and now lived out of a small apartment, not that he had the will to ever complain. Coming into the dark room, Brett immediately went to boot up his laptop, as Bismarck had a habit of emailing him late work, files, and other assignments even when off work.

Once his mail screen was up, the top message was one he hadn't been expecting, something sent by his (now legally) ex-wife, Morgan. Maybe at the start of this whole disaster, seeing something from her might've elicited some depressed or soul-crushing feeling, but nowadays the human male just felt constantly numb. Still, with hardly a will of his own, he opened the message. There wasn't much written, but a video file had been attached, which Brett robotically opened.

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Once Morgan flicked the switch and saw the light turn green on the camera she took a step back. The woman had barely given a thought to her pathetic ex-husband as she'd lived the last year or so in utter bliss, but now her life was about to be altered again permanently, in the best way possible, and she wanted Brett to know one last time how far she and her daughters had fallen from him.

Morgan took a step back and gave a maliciously seductive smile to the camera, making sure it captured every curve of her well-ripened body. As always she was totally naked, save for her collar that marked her as a Doggy's property. She felt absolutely no shame showing off to all the world that all she was a horny breeding slut.

But what she really wanted was for Brett to see the changes to her body. Morgan was currently heavily pregnant, very obviously right at the end. Her belly was beautifully round, jutting far from her otherwise slender and rapacious body. Her hips had flared just noticeably in preparation for her renewed motherhood. And her breasts will still pert and perfect, but now heavy and full with a mother's natural milk that she would give unrestricted to feed her beloved bastard.

As she smiled demonically she ran her hands all over her hyper-sensitive flesh. She wanted her husband to see how her body had been primed for spawning by her Beasty lover, and once he knew she wanted the whole world to see her like this as well.

Morgan giggled like a schoolgirl as she rubbed her hands all over the smooth, round swell of her tummy, sighing in ecstasy as she relished in the thought that she was carrying the child of an unclean Beast, that her womb, once pledged to her human husband, was now the sole property of a Canine to seed with his unnatural spawn.

Once Morgan had finished her little opening display she focused malevolently back on the camera.

"Hello Brett, I figured I'd take one final time to talk to you." Morgan hissed through a sneer, her voice rife with venom as she spoke her ex-husband's name.

"I really wanted you to see how me and the girls were doing. You know, ever since you

sold us

to a Beasty and he turned us into his sex-slaves. But I've long since forgiven you for that. After all, now I understand what our true purpose is, and I know what true happiness is; it's to serve Beasts, let them ravish me as their fuck-fodder, let them soil my womb with their filthy seed and breed their inhuman children. That's what you've turned me into Brett, a lowly human Brood-mare." Morgan spoke with equal parts hate towards her ex while also sighing in beloved reverence at her own doomed fate as a slave

"But since you sold me to Bismarck he's made me feel like the true female I was born to be. The savage way he ravishes me day and night has totally pushed you out of my mind. And now you can see I'm carrying the fruits of our forbidden love." As Morgan spoke she glanced down lovingly to her swollen belly, caressing it with the utmost care for Brett to see.

"I'm carrying Bismarck's puppies in my belly. It'll only be a few short days before I give birth to his children. And I'm going to love

our

puppies in a way I never could've loved you, Brett. My Womb, which once belonged to you, is now the home of another man's children, a

Beastie's

children. Oh, and as for

your

offspring, Brett." Morgan's voice turned low and cold as her dark smile grew wider.

The corrupted woman then looked off screen and gestured over to someone else. On cue, Morgan's twin daughters, Kinsey and Linsey both walked into the camera's view. Each girl went to one side of her mother and wrapped an arm around the sexy woman, all three hugging close together.

Kinsey and Linsey each smiled sweetly at the camera while they simultaneously caressed their own tummies with their free hand. Both twin girls were just as ripened and pregnant as their mother, healthy swells protruding from their otherwise firm, young bodies. Both girls looked as happy and proud as possible to be displaying their promise to their Doggy master to birth his children.

As Kinsey and Linsey both snuggled against their mommy and rubbed her belly alongside their own, Morgan continued to smirk with an evil triumph towards the camera.

"As you can see Brett,

my

daughters are filled with our master's seed as well. I wonder how it feels to you, Brett. I wonder how it feels to know that your legacy, you bloodline ends because your wife and children chose to sell themselves to animals, to allow Beasties to claim our wombs and force us to carry their lineages. Because to us it feels like pure heaven." Morgan sighed graciously as her daughters caressed her.

Kinsey and Linsey both giggled succulently as they smiled mindlessly at the camera. They were only vaguely aware that their mother was making a video record for their old human father, but honestly they could barely even remember him anymore. He may have given them life, but now their lives belonged solely to their Canine owner, and they couldn't be happier as sex-dolls.

"Mommy is right, we're both so excited." Linsey sighed in sheer bliss.

"We've got our own cute puppies growing healthy in our tummies now, and soon we'll get to be mommies ourselves!" Kinsey agreed with reverent ecstasy.

Then at once both twins expressed, "It's so incredibly wonderful!"

Forgetting the camera, the mother and daughters trio looked into each other's with a pheromone-laden lust. They hugged each other as tight as they could given the interference of their pregnant bellies, but the sensation of their tummies and their children rubbing together only heightened their arousal.

Kinsey put her hands all the way around her mother, hugging the mature woman close as she ran her hands ceaselessly over her round stomach, one hand going up to play with her lengthened, uncut hair.

Meanwhile Morgan turned to her other daughter as she and Linsey embraced as best they could, holding each other close from the side as their faces met for a searing kiss, the depraved mother dragging her little girl deep into sin as their tongues swirled.

Just as Linsey reached up to fondle one of her mother's heavy breasts, Morgan leant away, leaning in again to give her girl just a little peck of appreciation on the lips. The ravenous woman then turned her head, finding Kinsey waiting there, ready to immediately claim her lips. The mother and daughter moaned as they tasted each other's joy, while Linsey busied herself kissing the swell of her mommy's neck.

The camera all but forgotten, the mother and daughters lost themselves in a hormonal frenzy as they kissed each other lovingly. Eventually they'd go back to edit the footage, getting off several times to the show before finally finding the appropriate time to cut the feed.

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Brett blinked slowly as his shredded mind processed the information he'd just been given. But before he could fully comprehend, the video cut to a new scene.

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As the camera flicked on again, Morgan took a step back, ready to deliver her final message ever to her ex-husband. She looked serenely to the lens, sighing in quiet happiness as she just let the image be burned into the film, and into Brett's memory.

The camera soaked in all of her glory. There stood Morgan, naked as the savage she was, proudly wearing her collar, symbol of her beloved bondage on her throat. This time, though, she had a long awaited new addition. The proud bulge of pregnancy was no longer visible, the fallen mother's body having fully regained its' slender and erotic figure.

In its' place, Morgan now cradled a young puppy in her arms, a healthy looking specimen, the spitting image of its' father, Bismarck, without the slightest hint of humanity in its' features. Morgan looked down to the new life in her arms and smiled with a positively radiant warmth, the threat of tears just barely shimmering in her lust-cursed eyes. This was her child with Bismarck, the product of their blasphemous love, the spawn of her owner, her true proof that she was nothing more than a Beast's slave, a Beast breeder for the rest of her life.

Morgan cooed reverently as the young pup reached for her welcoming breast, rooting onto the nipple and sucking greedily at the milk she so lovingly provided. The corrupt woman had been basking in her happy life for what seemed like forever now, again and again playing through her fall in her memory, her transformation from simple housewife and mother to depraved sex-slave who happily offered her traitorous womb to birth feral animals. It was perfect.

As the German Shepherd pup nursed sleepily at her comforting teat, Morgan just continued to wistfully stare down at it. She'd never lose her awe for this pup, never lose the mind-numbing sense of love and devotion for it. It was a Dog, a Beast, and it was her child! She would raise and love it with all her heart and soul, as was her duty and her ecstasy as a Beast slave!

The camera recorded many minutes of Morgan simply looking down with real passion to her newborn bastard, but eventually the woman rose from her revelry, slowly casting her sinful eyes back to the camera with a venomously vengeful smile.

"Hello again Brett. I made this last video so you could see me one last time. This is who I am now, and who I'll be for the rest of my life. I don't care if you remember or forget our old life together, but I want you to remember that for the rest of our lives, as you're crying alone in your shitty little apartment I'll be living in Bismarck's mansion, getting stuffed full of thick Doggy knot every day and night."

The pup in Morgan's arms let go of her nipple and yawned. Morgan's demeanor changed to adoration in an instant as she looked down to her child again. In a few seconds though, the newborn Dog whimpered a bit before latching back on to its' mother's leaking tit. Morgan sighed in delight briefly before she turned her wicked glare back to the camera.

"I wanted you to see my child, Brett.

MY

child, not ours. The child I conceived with Bismarck, not you. I wanted you to see the healthy Beasty I've given birth to. My perfect little puppy that Bismarck planted inside me, that I grew in my womb and brought into this world." Morgan spoke with equal parts venom for her husband and utter love for her inhuman child.

"But it's not just my child I wanted you to see. I want you to see

my

daughters' children too."

Thanks to the editing, the black background behind Morgan suddenly faded and the rest of the room came into view. Linsey and Kinsey were there now, as well as several other new lives. Kinsey lay back on a bed, still quite pregnant and face sweaty and red, showing a picture of utter bliss. Linsey sat beside her, her tummy flat, her children already brought into this world.

"Linsey's already given birth to her pups as well, twins in fact. And now Kinsey is just about to bring her own children into this world as well. I wanted you to see at least once, Brett. I wanted you to watch as

MY

daughter gives birth to her own Beasties, the children of her Master."

Morgan stepped aside to allow the camera to focus solely on the action before it. As Kinsey huffed and sighed in exhaustion and delight on the bed her twin sister Linsey sat right beside her. Linsey held her sister's hands between her own as she whispered gentle words of encouragement to the girl. She already experienced birth herself, and she knew that despite it being the most joyful, fulfilling, and violently ecstatic feeling yet, it was also monumentally exhausting.

"You're almost there sis. Just a few more pushes and you'll be a mommy! You'll get to see your newborn Beasty pups! Our owner's children! I promise you the feeling will be a thousand times better than everything we've felt before! Come on babe, come on!"

Finally the room shook as Kinsey let loose a primal cry of utter ecstasy. She could feel her inhuman offspring voiding her womb and running down her birth canal, stroking every part of her aching pussy; and she was rewarded for her devotion to the Beasts with the most bone-shattering, powerful orgasm of her life!

Linsey moved down the bed just in time to see two healthy young puppies slide from her womb and enter the waiting world. The assistant twin gasped in awe at this miraculous sight; she'd felt it herself and seen it with her mother, but witnessing the miracle of birth was just such a life-defining moment, especially when it was a human girl resigning her rights by bringing savage Beasties to life!

Shaking the revelry off, Linsey quickly caught the twin pups, bringing the wet newborns into her arms. Her eyes glistened and glimmered with loving admiration, these were her nephews, her new masters, Beast life reared by willing human women! These were the lives she would dedicate and surrender her own life to, the natural inheritors of the planet.

"Oh my Goddess sis, they're beautiful! Look, two twin puppies! They look identical to mine! It's like we've had four perfect Quadruplets!" Linsey gushed as her sister caught her breath, Kinsey's eyes rolling back as the mind-erasing joy slowly ebbed from her veins and some modicum of control returned.

But within moments, Linsey remembered these were Kinsey's pups, and rushed to bring the infants to her sister, just as the girl's eyes began to focus back on reality. Kinsey's consciousness returned just in time to see two bright and beautiful German Shepherd pups being handed to her.

"Oh... Goddess..." Kinsey heaved out between ragged breaths. She almost couldn't believe her eyes at the sight, her voice dripped with utter adulation at the children,

her

children!

It was a struggle with her exhausted body, but nothing could stop Kinsey from reaching up and accepting her babies from her sister, taking the young pups into her arms and cradling them lovingly into her naked embrace. Tears quickly began to stream from the girl's eyes and a bright smile cracked her face as loose, heavy chuckles escaped her.

"My babies!... my beautiful...doggy...babies!..." Kinsey choked out between reverently joyful sobs.

As Linsey set her head on her sister's shoulder and joined Kinsey at idolizing the new Beast life they'd brought into the world, Morgan stood back in front of the camera. She still cradled her child, the pup still nursing greedily from her breast, so very heavy with milk, her body primed and readied to be the perfect breeder, to accede to every need and whim of her children, her born masters!

No more words needed be said. She'd shown everything that Brett needed to see, his ultimate failure, his bloodline ending, signed over, voluntarily surrendered to Beast slavery. With sinful love for her animal master in her eyes, Morgan gave one last wicked grin to the camera before the feed cut.

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As the video hit its' end Brett was left staring at the motionless screen, his thoughts numbed to the point of erasure, save for one ticking sensation in his head, like a dying heartbeat. Failure.

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With the camera off, her final goodbyes said, Morgan could finally and forever forget about her old life, and devote herself fully to her real destiny as a Beast breeder!

Morgan turned back to the bed to see her daughter Kinsey, a tiny baby puppy in each arm, held close to her soft breasts as she smiled and wept from incomprehensible joy. Morgan knew she would feel this way, just like she knew Linsey would feel this way. The endless pleasure of being a sex slave, combined with the natural sense of devotion of being a mother combined into the most perfect experience imaginable. This was their goal as women, to give birth to healthy animals, to know their place in world.

A soft sigh escaped Kinsey as her two pups each found one of her swollen nipples and attached themselves. Quickly their muzzles began to suck, and Kinsey sighed even harder as she felt them forcing her new mother's milk from her. She was feeding her Doggy children for the first time, fulfilling her role as a slave and mother, and it was orgasmic!

Linsey smiled peaceably as she watched her sister naturally settle into the role of mommy for her newborn children. Now that her sister was all set, the girl was finally able to rush back to the next room. She quickly returned to the action with her own two Shepherd puppies, ready to join her sister and feed her children their needed nutrients as well.

Kinsey turned and smiled to her twin as the identical girl crawled back into the bed, laying just beside her sister as naturally as they day they themselves were born. The twins beamed and giggled a bit, each choking up and crying a little more from sheer happiness.

"We did it sis! We're mommies now!" Linsey sighed in hushed excitement. A more punctuated sigh followed as her own twin pups found her sensitive nipples as well and started to draw her milk.

"It's like our destiny's come true! Our powerful Doggy master bred us like good bitches, and we've given birth to his healthy, beautiful children!" Kinsey agreed in equally glorious self satisfaction.

"We'll raise our children to be strong Doggies so they can find more nice girls to breed, until every woman knows what real happiness is!" Linsey sighed in her twisted dream of the future.

"And once our puppies are strong enough Master Bismarck can pump us full of another litter!" Kinsey's pitch rose as her pussy twinged in excitement at that thought.

"Hmmmm. And in the meantime, we'll continue to serve his every whim..." Linsey hazed as her lust began to drip again.

"...and he'll continue to fuck us like the good slaves we are!" Kinsey agreed, her voice reaching a crescendo of rapture.

Together the two twins lost themselves to their thoughts, not mere fantasies but promises of their future. As they each held two healthy Shepard pup to their bosoms, feeding their blasphemous children, the spawn of their wombs, they would each reach a soft climax as they imagined what pleasures tomorrow would bring, when surely their Owner would fuck the life out of them once again!

As their pussies rattled and their nipples ached from the mouths of the young Doggies, Linsey and Kinsey looked deep into each other's eyes, seeing the mirror of their souls, lost forever in a mindless abyss of sexual ecstasy. The twins leant together, sister and sister meeting in a searing kiss, expressing as much their deep love for each other, for their mother, for their Canine owner, and for their inhuman children. They kissed long as they dwelt on their perfect loves, on and on as their bodies continued to experience their promised, perfect bliss.