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115 meters below the surface of the Atlantic Ocean, a train sped beneath the ocean’s floor. The modern, sleek train had all the relaxing comforts for passengers traveling out of England, including plush seats, automatic lighting, and even wi-fi. However, for one dog, stuck in the cargo hold, the train was just cool and dark.

To be fair, it was much more comfortable than the last train ride he’d taken, which had smelled of soot and coal, and the car beneath his feet never stopped shaking wildly. He couldn’t take a nap on that train, but now, he could barely tell that he was moving at all. Humans had come quite far in technology since then. This was a far superior ride.

The dog laid his head down on the cool metal floor as he relaxed. He’d gotten onto the train in a hurry, running away from dog catchers and taking the first passage out of the city he could find. He’d hid among a few mail crates on the train before it started moving, and he was lucky that no one had spotted him – after all, a 4’6” tall dog is usually hard to miss.

But now, he was alone, and he had the freedom to stretch out his limbs, to his full length of 6’6” from snout to tail. His brown and black fur hid well among the shadows in the car, and when he was lying down, the white patches on his belly were well hidden. If no one stumbled on him, they’d only recognize him from his emerald green eyes looking around the area.

He wondered where he was going. He’d gotten onto the train in such a hurry that he didn’t know what his next steps would be. That was all right, though. It’s how he’d lived his life for such a long time. He stayed in a city until it was time to move on, and then found his way to a new place, a new life, and maybe, a new name.

The dog had been called so many names over the years, from Ichni to Hei Hei to Bahma and many, many, many more. At the moment, though, he didn’t have a name. He’d get a new one when a new human found him and took him in.

The train suddenly shifted, moving upwards, heading out of the water. The dog felt some pressure from the elevation change, but the pressurized car of the train kept the worst of it at bay. Once outside the tunnel, though, and above the sea level, he could suddenly smell a new city, new scents wafting in on the air.

He sniffed, lifting up his head as he tried to figure out where he was. He could smell many people, a wide variety of food, and sun-warmed stone and bricks. He smelled old wood, iron, and the luscious aroma of fresh-baked bread.

He was back in Paris, he realized. How long had it been?

The dog couldn’t tell time quite like a human could, but he knew it had been quite a while. Cars were still a novelty last time he was in the city. He wondered what it would look like now. How far had the city come in those many, many years since he was last here?

The train slowed and pulled to a stop. The dog’s ears perked up as he could hear people walking around outside, people talking, voices over some kind of loudspeaker. He realized he must be at the station.

If he stayed on the train, he might be sent straight back to London, into the arms of the same dog catchers he’d just escaped from. He couldn’t have that, so he stood up, ready to disembark and explore a new city.

The doors to the car slid open, and two men dressed in high-vis vests stepped on board. “Come on, we got ten minutes to get all this out!” one of them said to the other as he reached for a crate right in front of the dog.

The dog simply walked past the man towards the open door, seeing his opportunity. His tail wagged as he grew excited to explore Paris again, and he bumped the side of the box the man was holding.

“Hold on,” the man said abruptly, turning towards him. “Is that – is that a fucking dog?”

“That’s way too big to be a dog, man,” the second man replied, backing away from the dog, who was calmly walking away. The man pulled a radio from his hip and said into it, “Animal control to gate 3A, we’ve got, uh, a wolf on the loose here. Seems calm but help! ”

The dog turned to look at the man as he heard the panic in his voice. He growled slightly, under his breath. He wasn’t a wolf, and he wasn’t dangerous! But then, he realized the rest of what the man had said. 

He’d just escaped dog catchers, and there were already more on their way? He rolled his eyes before he turned and ran , speeding through the train station building, not knowing at all where he was going, just that he had to escape .

The dog ran through winding hallways, darting through any open door he found. He ended up at dead end after dead end, turning around and having to retrace his steps to find a new way to go.

One of his dead ends, though, seemed to be a kitchen of some sort. The dog took the opportunity to scarf an unattended hunk of cheese. He deserved a tasty treat.

He soon realized no one was actively chasing him, so he wasn’t in as much of a hurry – until he turned onto a concourse that was full of people, from businessmen to tourists alike. Someone shrieked when they saw him, and everything just became chaos. 

He stopped and let out a frustrated huff before he began to move again, making his way through the noise. Humans overreacted far too much.

The dog ran towards a wall of floor-to-ceiling windows, thinking a door must be there. He wove through the crowd, nimbly stepping around people without breaking his stride, the only casualty being someone’s coffee that spilled on the floor behind him. 

Right before he reached the exit, though, a tourist family blocked his path, including a stroller with a tiny child inside. The dog sighed to himself before jumping, leaping over the stroller and landing safely on the other side.

The baby smiled at him as he jumped over.

The dog walked calmly outside. The people bustling around him largely ignored him as they had their own trains to catch. He took a deep breath, smelling the city around him, letting himself relax as he realized he was safe in this new city.

He could smell so many food smells on the air. That piece of cheese he’d taken was just enough to remind him that he was hungry, but not enough to actually satisfy him. He lifted his head and sniffed, trying to find the most delectable smell of all.

He could smell meats, fruits, and breads, but there was one bread smell that stuck out above the rest – perfectly light and fluffy, yeasty and sweet. That was what he wanted. He remembered the bread in Paris was so fresh and delicious, and he was suddenly dying for another taste. This particular bread smelled like it would be that perfect taste.

He walked through the streets, following his nose through the winding alleyways of Paris as it led him to a certain bakery.

Across Paris, in an unassuming bakery, Sabine Cheng was busy taking a tray of fruit tarts out of an oven. She frowned as she examined them, realizing they were just a touch overdone, and the filling was oozing out of most of them.

She sighed. The tarts were, somehow, the hardest things for her to get just right. She could master delicate souffles and difficult macarons, but tarts – she’d always left those to her husband, Tom. But as of two years ago, Tom was no longer around. A heart attack had taken him from his family all too soon.

She missed her husband dearly, and did her best to carry on the bakery and take care of their teenage daughter without him. She never imagined she’d be a widow so young, but with time came the resilience to handle the pain of missing him. 

The only thing she still couldn’t manage was the damn tarts!

Sabine set the tray on the counter and took a few deep breaths to calm and center herself. She could manage this. She hadn’t been akumatized since Tom’s funeral, and she wasn’t going to let her emotions get the better of her now. If she was frustrated at baking, then she could simply close down the bakery for the day.

She walked to the front of the building and flipped the sign to Closed, locking the door. Most of the baked goods for the day had been sold already, and she could sell the rest at a discount tomorrow. All she needed to do now was throw out the ruined tarts. 

Sabine grabbed the tray of tarts again and carried them outside, to the trash behind the building. The back alley had industrial size trash bins that kept all the refuse from both their home and the bakery, but Sabine always made sure to put still-edible goods outside of the bins. She knew there were unfortunate souls in Paris who could use some fresh pastries with no questions asked, and she never wanted to judge them.

She walked backwards out of the building, opening the door with her rear as she clutched the tray in both hands. The alley was brightly lit as the sun shone overhead, the building’s shadow only casting halfway across the narrow street.

She stopped in her tracks near the bins as she saw a large dog standing in the alley. She occasionally saw a stray cat in the area or a pigeon, but a dog was different. And this one was looking directly at her, or at least, at the food in her hands. 

He was a handsome dog, to be sure, with his brown and black fur and his pointed ears standing tall atop his head. His tail wagged, showing he was friendly.

Sabine set the tray of tarts down on top of the bins before grabbing one of them, thinking that was what the dog wanted. She crouched down slightly and held the food out to the dog, her hand steady, her voice low as she murmured, “Hey there. I’m not going to hurt you. Do you want a treat?”

The dog seemed like he was nodding as he came closer. Sabine found herself standing up straight, looking up at the massive animal, standing a full head taller than her. She felt a twinge a fear go through her, but he simply bent his head and took the tart from her hand, snapping it in his jaws in one bite, but making sure his teeth didn’t touch her palm at all. His tail wagged harder.

Sabine chuckled. “Yeah, you’re a good boy, aren’t you? Are you lost?”

For a moment, she could have sworn the dog shook his head no as she examined him for any sign of a collar. 

“Do you have a home to go back to, boy?” she asked.

The dog shook his head as he looked over the woman, as short as a child but clearly mature. She was a lovely one, sleek black hair angled in a short bob, almond-shaped brown eyes, and plump breasts and hips, the figure of a woman who’d carried a child before. Her smile was soft and kind, and she smelled like yeast and sugar, a delightful mix.

“Poor thing,” the woman said, reaching a hand out to pat the dog. She stroked the side of his neck softly. “Oh, your fur’s a little matted.”

The dog glanced down in a shameful little pout. It was hard to brush his own fur! 

“You’re still a very handsome boy,” the woman continued. “I’m sure someone’s missing you very much.”

The dog’s tail wagged at the compliment, and he panted softly as he smiled. He shook his head when she said someone was missing him – no one was. He was alone, but now he had her! He wanted to jump onto her and show her that he could be hers now, but he wasn’t sure she’d be able to stay standing if he did that. Instead, he settled for leaning his head forward and giving the woman a long, wet lick on the cheek. And then another, one that brushed over her lips.

Sabine craned her head up to look the dog in the eyes as it hit her for the first time just how much taller this creature was than her. She wondered idly what it would be like to be trapped beneath this giant animal, helpless to whatever he wanted. He was gentle with her, and she found herself imagining his cold nose and warm tongue exploring her body as she was pinned beneath his massive paws. But still, he was just a dog. An animal. Even if he was large enough to overpower her, but gentle enough to eat from her hand and caress her face with his tongue.

Unbidden, her mind gave her the image of that soft tongue entering her mouth, kissing her as only Tom had kissed her. She imagined her arms wrapping around the dog, holding him like a lover, filling a space that had been empty in her life for so long. Perhaps, if the dog was like some of the ones she’d known in the past, she could even have him fill the empty space in her …

Her eyes widened slightly as she fought to get her mind under control. She took a deep breath through her nose, and a pungent aroma cut through her swirling thoughts.

“It’s been a while since you’ve had a bath, hasn’t it?” she asked the dog.

The dog nodded, his tail wagging again. A bath sounded so nice. And brushing, he hoped. He loved feeling fresh and clean and pampered. 

Sabine chuckled before stepping back slightly and gesturing to the still-open bakery door. “Come on, then. We live just upstairs, I can give you a bath there.”

The dog nodded again, and his tail continued to wag as he followed the woman into the building. She led him up winding flights of stairs before unlocking the door to an apartment and guiding him inside.

The apartment was somewhat small, but homey and warm. Chinese style decorations hung along the walls, with sleek furniture making the most of the small space. 

The woman led him up another flight of stairs, through a door, and into a bathroom. This room was small, just big enough for the two of them to stand beside the tub together, with a black and white tiled floor and a white clawfoot tub.

Sabine turned towards the tub and dropped the stopper into the drain before turning on the water. She set it to a comfortably warm temperature before stepping back, thoughts buzzing through her head.

She felt hot, uncomfortable in her clothing. She wanted to be nude and exposed, obey some strange instinct in the back of her mind. Before she realized what she was doing, she’d started unbuttoning her cheongsam, ready to strip it off.

“I … shouldn’t get my clothes wet,” she murmured, before removing the garment fully, leaving herself in just her black leggings and nude-colored bra. She bent over, peeling the leggings off her feet as well, keeping a pair of black panties on. She glanced at the dog as she put her clothes on a shelf. “You’re probably going to splash, aren’t you?”

The dog ducked his head slightly before nodding. His eyes roamed over her body, drinking in the sight of her newly exposed skin, and Sabine felt a shiver run through her despite the hot water heating up the room. 

Sabine reached over to the tub and turned off the water, figuring it covered enough of the tub by now.

The dog stepped into the tub easily, sitting in the few inches of water and looking at Sabine.

She chuckled. “Good boy,” she murmured as she grabbed a bottle of shampoo. She poured some of the shampoo onto his neck and back, and then started to massage it into his fur, lathering him up. She was methodical as she moved her hands over him, covering the broad planes of his sides, his chest, carefully washing every inch of him.

The dog panted, his eyes closing as he relaxed and enjoyed the feeling of soft hands rubbing him all over. She was gentle as she caressed him, and when she reached his head, she was so careful not to get any soap into his delicate ears or eyes. His tail wagged through the water, splashing her only a little bit as the tip of his tail slipped out from the surface.

Sabine just chuckled lightly before pouring more shampoo onto the dog, working her hands over his legs, and his back, her touch moving lower. The dog stood to help her reach his back.

He let out a satisfied breath as he could feel dirt being freed from his fur, pulled and washed away. He took another breath in, and opened his eyes as he realized he felt something warm and soft around his snout.

Sabine had leaned forward to work the shampoo at the base of the dog’s tail, and inadvertently pressed her breasts up against his nose. He panted softly, his breath hot and heavy against her skin, as he enjoyed the sight of those gorgeous orbs pressed against him, soft and silky skin that smelled amazing , like bread and sweat and woman .

His cock started to harden, just barely starting to peek out from his sheath, as he enjoyed the feeling of a pair of lovely tits around his face.

Sabine pulled her hands back, but only slightly, her body still leaning forward. Her breathing had quickened slightly as she felt the dog’s cold nose against her breasts, but it was just for a moment, just to wash him. She was just doing what she had to.

She slid her hands beneath his belly to wash his underside as well. As she did, she felt something unusual bump against her arm, something warm and furry that she wasn’t quite expecting. She felt around with one hand, finding that this dog was definitely not neutered. His balls were massive , at least five inches in diameter, just one of them filling up her hand as she gently cradled it to feel. It was so heavy , too, so full that she could practically feel the cum sloshing inside.

She glanced down his body and found herself looking at the red pointed tip of the dog’s cock, shining with slick from his sheath. The tip widened to the five-inch girth of his shaft, and he was definitely big , but she couldn’t see quite how big from that angle.

“I should really wash you all over, shouldn’t I?” she murmured, her hands brushing over his balls again.

The dog nodded eagerly, a small whine escaping him.

Sabine slid her hands from the furry balls to the smooth shaft, sucking in a sharp, short breath as she felt the dog’s cock, hot and slick beneath her fingers.

The dog licked where he could reach, right along her breasts, before he turned over in the tub and lay on his back. The few inches of water washed away the shampoo still on his back as he exposed his cock to the woman, now nearly at its full 18 inches of length. His knot hadn’t emerged from the sheath yet, but he still watched as the woman eyed his cock and the scent of her arousal suddenly spiked.

“Good boy,” Sabine murmured, leaning forward and firmly wrapping her hands around the dog’s cock. She began to stroke him, her soft hands working his cock as she slid her touch from base to tip.

Oh, he was big . The biggest cock she’d ever seen. Tom had been very well-endowed, of course, but Sabine had experience with plenty of others. She mentally compared the dog’s cock to a horse she’d known before, but still, the dog seemed bigger . Her legs clenched together, her pussy already slick at the thought of what it would feel like to have this cock rubbing against her … inside her …

She couldn’t help the way her fingers traveled over his shaft as she admired him, feeling the slick on him as she traced the way his shaft tapered to a point at the head. She licked her lips subconsciously as she pressed a fingertip to where the shaft met the edge of his sheath, before she wrapped her hand around him again to stroke him. 

As she ran her hands over the dog’s cock, touching him like a lover, she sighed, reflecting on the past. She’d been much wilder in her youth, and this wasn’t her first time with a dog – she’d had trysts with multiple animals in the past. She knew how well a dog could satisfy her sexually, and one with a cock this big …

She shook her head slightly as she turned her wrist, circled her fingers around the pointed tip of his cock. She’d left that life behind. She wasn’t going to go back to that kind of debauchery, no matter how wet she might be getting from the thought of the dog’s cock splitting her open.

The dog gave a baying moan as Sabine used one hand to caress his balls again, knowing just how to pleasure a dog. There was no soap on her hands, no more pretense of “washing” him. She was jerking him off with long, slow strokes, making sure her soft fingers traveled over every single inch of him.

At the sounds the dog made, Sabine’s hands began to move faster, a subconscious response. She squeezed her hand softly around him as she stroked, creating a warm and tight passage that traveled up and down his cock.

His balls tightened as he felt himself coming close to a long overdue release, over a year since he’d last bred a bitch. He could feel his body pulse, his hips humping the air in anticipation, but then – she stopped.

“You’re getting the rest of my clothes all wet,” she murmured, her voice coming out as a throaty purr. She stood up straight before reaching behind herself and unhooking her bra. “I should just take them all off. You don’t mind, do you?”

The dog scrambled back onto his feet, water splashing as he got himself into a better position to watch the bra fall off the woman’s body. Her breasts were large, round, with big dark pink areolas and perky nipples. His tail wagged at the sight of them, splashing through the water.

Sabine turned around to place the bra on the same shelf with her other clothes before reaching her hands to her hips to grab her panties. She bent over as she peeled them off, noticing how the fabric stuck slightly to her pussy, already wet from arousal.

As she was bent over, giving the dog a perfect view of her full ass cheeks and plump pussy lips, panties peeling away from them, she couldn’t help but wiggle her hips a little bit to draw his eye. She stepped out of her panties, still bent over, her pussy smelling so strongly of arousal that the dog could smell her so clearly now.

His cock fully hardened, knot slipping out of his sheath, as he stepped out of the tub. If she was going to offer herself to him so freely, why shouldn’t he take her? 

Sabine was still bent over when she felt massive paws on her back suddenly, pushing her down to the floor. She fell to her hands and knees, her ass up, as the dog mounted over her. His cock pressed against her pussy, hard and hot as it rubbed against her wet folds, and she couldn’t help the soft moan that escaped her lips. She couldn’t deny anymore that this was happening, that she was going to get fucked by this beast . She definitely couldn’t deny that she was wet and ready for it.

This – this was different than her past. This dog was clearly in charge here, pinning her down like this. She had to tell herself that. She was a grown woman now, not someone who just spread her legs for any animal – but if the dog was the one in charge, if he chose to fuck her, then – then it wasn’t really her fault.

Sabine sighed, hanging her head slightly as her hips moved back, rubbing herself against the dog’s cock. She could tell herself anything she wanted to make herself feel better about this moment, but her body wasn’t lying. She was waiting, anticipating for the dog to fuck her, and every second he made her wait just made her even more desperate .

She could feel his cock sliding against her, away from her as his hips pulled back. There was an excruciating moment where she couldn’t feel him at all , only the cooling air of the bathroom against her bare pussy lips.. Sabine let a small whimper escape her lips as just the anticipation made her pussy drip as she waited for him, but it soon turned into a loud moan as his cock was back, tapered head spearing into her pussy, pushing her open as he entered her.

He was careful to slide in only a few inches at first, just enough to let her get used to his girth. He also needed a moment to get used to the feeling of her pussy around his cock, so tight , already fluttering and clenching around him as the woman moaned and pushed her hips back against him.

Sabine moaned out as her pussy lips were being forced apart. She knew he was just barely inside her, but she felt so full anyways, stuffed and stretched. She wished she could feel the heat of his knot against her, but she knew no matter how smart he seemed, he was still an animal, and he’d end up fucking her like one. “So good ,” she groaned, the words falling from her lips. Any regrets she had about fucking a dog were gone, replaced by the overwhelming pleasure radiating through her body.

The dog lowered his head to give her a soft lick, on the back of her neck, running up to just behind her ear. He nipped lightly at her earlobe, and felt her shiver beneath him, a wonderful sensation as she shook slightly around his cock. It had been far too long since he’d fucked a human woman, and he was elated that woman he had found was so lovely and soft. He wanted to take his time with her and savor every second of this.

He drew his hips back, wiggling slightly as he did so. He could just keep fucking her, but he wanted her to really want him and beg for him, so a little teasing was in order. He pulled his cock completely out of her, and she whined, a primal, needy sound that had the dog licking her again. Good, now maybe she’d stop lying to herself and pretending this was just a normal bath. He’d caught the way she stared at his cock, the way her body smelled of arousal, the way her words sounded like she was convincing herself more than him, the slow striptease she gave him, and of course the obvious hints of that wonderful handjob and face full of tits and her hips wiggling as she wordlessly begged him to mount her, and he was going to make an honest woman out of her soon. 

He teased her entrance with the tip of his cock, pushing just the head inside, pulling it back, and pushing it in again. He slid his cock into her before he shifted his hips side to side, his cock hitting against her pussy walls, a different sensation that had the woman crying out in pleasure. But as he kept that up, her moans faded into frustrated grunts as she pushed her hips back, trying to get him deeper inside her.

He shifted his position over her, so a bit more of his cock slid into her as he continued wriggling his cock, pressing it into her pussy walls. He was impressed by just how much this small woman could take – he knew he was much bigger than even a human would be. But that just made him curious to see how far she could stretch and shape around his cock as he used her.

Sabine moaned softly, her head falling forward as her body shook with pleasure. She looked up at the dog as he sank his cock into her, a smile on her face. “You really know what you’re doing, don’t you?”

The dog nodded as he thrust again. Each motion had him sinking slightly deeper inside her, spreading her wider, stretching her pussy. He could feel her so tightly wrapped around him, the folds of her pussy caressing him and stroking him, like a thousand small kisses along his shaft. He thrust again, groaning, and pressed his chest against the woman’s back, his body against her.

His front paws pressed against the small of her back as he fucked her slowly. She was so warm and small beneath him, and taking his cock so well. He was excited to feel when she was fully stretched, fully wrapped around him, and he thrust a little deeper in his excitement.

 The head of his cock pushed up against her womb, though he was just barely halfway inside her. He gave another short, tentative thrust, bashing the head right against her womb, and felt her pussy clench tight around him as she moaned in pleasure.

She felt so hot despite the cool tile pressed against her skin, melting from the inside out with the dog’s cock inside her. She was so close to a release, so desperately close and she needed it, needed to cum on the beast’s cock as he fucked her like an animal should , hard and fast.

“Fuck me,” she begged, her voice strained, slightly hoarse. “I can take it. Please.”

The dog tilted his head to the side slightly, a questioning look, but slammed hard into her, letting out a moan of his own as her pussy wrapped around another inch of his cock. He knew he was pushing up against her womb, pounding her and stretching her out of shape, but she just felt so good , warm and sticky around him, her pussy practically made to be stretched around him.

After a few hard thrusts, though, he slowed his pace again, giving the woman a mischievous grin. He could tease her just as well as any human lover could, and he wanted to make her really beg for it. Few things were as nice as a human woman asking to be fucked like any bitch. But he did take a special pleasure in making a woman his bitch.

Sabine groaned at the sudden change in pace, that buildup to her orgasm suddenly lost. She was right on the edge, and she couldn’t think of anything more than this animal’s cock, how it would feel once it was totally inside her, how hard she’d cum when he let her, how much he’d stretch her out and make her his … “Please!” she cried, begging more.

The dog lowered his head and licked along her neck, enjoying the feeling of her shivering with pleasure beneath him. He let his teeth scrape against her skin, just enough to tease, not enough to hurt, and was rewarded with more pretty moans and pussy fluttering around him.

“Please,” she cried again. “Please, I need it, I – I need to be fucked! Make me your bitch, please!”

His cock throbbed in her, and he let loose on her, fuckinging her like the animal he was. He pushed forward with shallow, quick thrusts, sinking just slightly deeper each time. He could feel her pussy reshaping around him as she moaned and squirmed beneath him, fucking herself back on his cock. With a groan, he shifted on top of her, pinning her shoulders down to the floor so he could fuck her even deeper, harder.

Sabine felt pressure building between her legs before it suddenly snapped, a heady wave rushing through her body, making her eyes cross and everything feel wonderful . She kept her hips rocking, chasing that feeling as it faded away. 

She knew she was trapped beneath the massive dog, but somehow, that just made getting fucked by him even hotter . She was pinned beneath his massive paws, her cheek and tits pressed into the tile floor, she was being manhandled by a dog and it was turning her on to no end. She could feel her nipples hard against the cool tile, the heat of the dog’s breath against her neck, the soft fur of his belly against her back, and the searing heat of his cock deep inside her, making her pussy stretch to fit him perfectly.

She turned her head slightly more, mouth hanging open, and the dog’s tongue met her lips, sliding past them to kiss her like a lover. She sucked his tongue gently, twining it with hers, as she moaned into his mouth. He tasted like the fruit tart she’d given him, and the pastry didn’t taste ruined at all when it was on his tongue. Sabine was eager to explore his large mouth with her small tongue, tasting more of him.

She felt so full, so stretched. His cock was pressed up against her womb, every thrust bashing right into it as well as stretching her out so nicely. She’d never felt so full with a dog before, even with a great dane’s knot inside her! Fuck, she was sure even the horse she was with all those years ago couldn’t compare to this cock, the way it reshaped her pussy and made her cum with every little twitch and nudge against her pussy walls. She moaned again, pushing her hips back against his as she continued to give herself completely to him.

The dog gave a satisfied groan as he fucked her and sank deeper into her, his knot just barely brushing up against her pussy as Sabine came again. She made out with the beast as she felt his cock deep in her, her mind washing away with the wave of pleasure.

Sabine could feel that she’d never be able to have sex with a human after this. The dog’s cock had stretched her out so much and changed the shape of her pussy, only his cock would satisfy her from now on. And how could any human compare to the soft fur of the dog rubbing against her back, or the long, wriggling tongue that met her own? She wasn’t going back to being the dogfucker she was when she was younger – but she was going to be fucking this dog. And only him, no other humans, no other dogs . She couldn’t even imagine wanting anyone else now …

She felt a warm sense of affection surging through her chest, a feeling of longing and loyalty for the dog. As she came again, the feeling just grew stronger. She wanted to make sure he was safe, and cared for, and wanted and desired … she wanted him to know she desired him.

She didn’t feel like she was just a woman with a strange dog now. No, to her, this dog wasn’t a stranger, wasn’t even an animal to her. He’d become her lover , enrapturing her mind and heart completely. She couldn’t think of anything but his cock and how utterly amazing it made her feel.

Sabine hadn’t felt so satisfied in years, either her body or her heart. She knew, right then, that she could never let this dog go, that she would beg for him to stay if she had to. Her body would never feel pleasure like him again, and her heart would never feel as completely stolen again. She took the dog into her heart as a lover, not a pet. In the deepest parts of her soul, he owned her .

The dog fucked her with long strokes, enjoying the feel of his cock sliding fully in and out of her. He could feel her pussy clenching around him with each thrust, and squeezing so tight each time he pulled back. Her body didn’t want to let him go, as he could feel her orgasms coming one right after the other. He humped her, used her like a bitch, until his knot was grinding against her spread pussy lips, ready to slip inside her and tie him to her. He pushed harder, trying to get that swollen bulb into her so he could really fill her. He had so much cum to fill that pussy he’d reshaped.

Sabine’s eyes fluttered open, though she wasn’t sure when they’d closed, as she realized what the dog was trying to do. “Oh, baby,” she murmured. “I don’t think I can take that yet.” She had fallen so hard for him, she was certain already that she would be with him again. Plenty of time for his knot later.

The dog whined. She was probably right. She was very small, and he was probably stretching her belly obscenely already. But he couldn’t cum without pressure around his knot, that extra stimulation to push him over the edge. But his worries were dissuaded as Sabine reached back, her hands underneath herself, and gently grabbed the animal’s knot. She squeezed, and the dog gave a sudden moan at the sensation. 

She knew a dog needed stimulation on his knot to cum, and she wanted him to cum. She spread her fingers out around his knot, caressing him as she squeezed gently, pulsing her squeezes subconsciously in time with her pussy clenching around his cock.

The dog panted, his body reacting to the feeling of fingers on his knot, a pussy around his cock, so many sensations surrounding him and making him feel so good. His balls felt so heavy as they slapped forward against the woman, and he was more than ready to unload them inside her.

He shut his eyes, focusing only on that sensation as he came, spurt after spurt of thick, hot cum filling the woman. He could feel her pussy clenched around him again as she came from the feeling of his cum entering her, filling her, and leaking back out around his cock when there was no more room inside her.

He didn’t notice the bathroom door opening, or a teenage girl standing there, watching with shock on her face.

Marinette Dupain-Cheng stood in the doorway, frozen as she saw her mother, nude, pinned beneath a very large dog. The eighteen year old just arrived home from school, and she’d heard some strange moaning from upstairs. She thought her mom was in trouble, and was prepared to find her in some state of undress or embarrassment … but not like this.

She didn’t know why she couldn’t look away. She could see exactly what was going on, and worse, she could smell it. She could see the satisfied smile on her mother’s face and the way the dog’s hips were pinned to hers. 

It was disgusting, obscene, it was … why couldn’t she look away? Why was she still staring ? She had so many questions, but she was shocked into silence still, unsure of what she was even feeling, let alone thinking.

The dog stepped back, and Marinette couldn’t help but watch as his cock slid out of Sabine. Her eyes were locked on her mother’s pussy, gaping, reddened from being so intensely fucked, and dripping thick white cum into a puddle on the floor.

The dog was still hard, and he approached Marinette with his tail wagging. As soon as he’d come down from the afterglow of his orgasm, he’d smelled her . The Madame . The immortal, omnipotent being who’d gifted him sentience so long ago, who he owed everything to. 

This girl standing in the doorway, taller than him at 5’4”, black hair tied back in twin tails, athletic figure with impressive D cup breasts, had the Madame’s scent all over her. She clearly spent time with the Madame, likely even using her powers to transform. 

This girl had to be the new chosen. The new Mistress . 

The dog felt a rush of indescribable joy as he realized he’d been reunited with the Madame. He pranced around the Mistress, tail wagging madly, cock bobbing, as he sniffed her, trying to smell if the Madame was with her. He was too excited to smell her properly, though, as he kept looking up at her face with a panting smile.

He’d found the Madame!

“Mom?” Marinette asked, glancing from her nude mother to the large, prancing, horny dog. “What … what the fuck? ”

“Language,” Sabine replied, still lying ass-up on the floor, dog cum leaking from her pussy.

“ Mom!” Marinette cried. She stepped back, away from the prancing dog and the whole crazy situation.

Sabine shifted, moving to sit on her knees in the puddle of cum. She still had that wide smile on her face, so satisfied from getting fucked so well. “We’re adopting a dog! Isn’t that nice?”

“You can’t be serious! ” Marinette exclaimed. “You – you were having sex with the dog! He was fucking you! You can’t just act like this is normal!”

Had she entered some weird bizarro world? Was she the only one seeing how crazy this was?  

“Marinette,” Sabine said, getting her daughter’s attention as she stood up. “I know this is a lot to process. Go to your room, and I’ll explain everything after I clean up.”

Marinette nodded dumbly before turning and heading to her bedroom in the attic of the building. She walked up the ladder-like stairs and threw open the trapdoor to her room before sitting down on her chaise lounge. She stared out at nothing as the scene kept replaying in her mind, how her mother had looked so satisfied, how big that dog’s cock was … she still didn’t know how she was feeling about it all, but she had the sense that things in her life were about to change.

She heard a noise from the trapdoor, and glanced over to see the dog climbing up the stairs to her room. He walked straight over to her and laid down beside the chaise, putting his head in her lap and staring up at her with a pitious look on his face. 

Marinette chuckled. “You are kind of cute when you’re not fucking my mom .” She scratched behind the dog’s ears and added, “She didn’t hurt you, did she?”

The dog lifted up his head and shook it in a definite “no”.

Marinette blinked in shock. “Wait, can you understand me?”

The dog nodded.

Her eyes narrowed. “Okay … what’s two plus one?”

The dog barked three times. He laid his head back on her lap, his tail wagging madly.

“I see you found out how smart he is,” Sabine said from the trapdoor, as she came up from the stairs. She was fully dressed now, and had a small, cautious smile on her face.

Marinette nodded. “Yeah … he’s still a dog . That’s wrong .”

“Only if the dog doesn’t want it,,” Sabine pointed out as she stood up on the landing. “I promise, honey, he wanted it very much.”

The dog lifted his head to nod in agreement.

“I know it’s strange,” Sabine continued, her hands twisting together with nerves.“But … This … isn’t the first time I’ve been with an animal, though.”

Marinette gasped, standing up so fast the dog had to back away. “ What? ”

Sabine raised her hands in a slightly defensive gesture. “Calm down, it’s been a long time. It was before I even met your father. I had a wild streak when I was younger, but the point is, I know how to tell when a dog is willing, even when he’s not as smart as this one.”

Marinette sat back down, her head reeling. She found herself feeling a little more grounded to reality when the dog’s head went back on her lap, and she idly scratched behind his ears.

“I know it’s a lot to take in,” Sabine said, glancing down at the floor, some shame in her voice.  “It’s been years since I’ve had anyone, though. I still can’t even think of dating anyone new. So when this dog came along, I just … went with it. I am sorry you had to see me in the middle of that, though.”

Marinette wrinkled her nose slightly. “Yeah, uh, wouldn’t have wanted to see you and any human guy like that either.”

“Anyways,” Sabine said, walking closer and taking a seat on the chaise, “I want to talk to you about keeping him. You don’t have to do anything with him that you don’t want to, but won’t it be nice to have a dog around?”

Marinette glanced back at the dog, now giving her the biggest puppy eyes he could summon as his tail kept wagging wildly. She sighed and replied, “I’ll think about it. But … I never want to see that again, okay?”

Sabine smiled. “I can do that. Now, I’m going to get dinner started. Why don’t you think about what you want to call him?”

As Sabine left the room, Marinette sighed and looked the dog in the eyes. “Well … welcome to the family, boy. I guess you need a name.”

Chapter Text

As soon as Sabine had left the room, leaving Marinette alone with a strange dog that had just fucked her mother , Marinette’s kwami, Tikki, flew out of her purse.

“ὦ φίλτατε!” Tikki cried, rushing to embrace the dog, wrapping her small arms around the side of his head in a hug. “έχει περάσει πολύς καιρός! πού ήσουν?”

“Um, what?” Marinette asked.

“Sorry,” Tikki said, looking back at Marinette with a sheepish grin. “The last time I saw him, French hadn’t been invented yet. But he can speak that too, can’t you, Dearest?”

The dog nodded, his tail wagging eagerly as he looked over at Marinette.

“What do you mean, French hadn’t been invented? ” Marinette asked. “How do you know him? How old is this dog?”

Tikki shrugged. “I don’t know how old he was when I chose him,” she replied. “But that was … a hair over four thousand years ago? It’s hard to tell, timekeeping wasn’t accurate back then.”

“Four thousand years? ” Marinette cried, her voice rising in disbelief. “That’s – that’s impossible!”

“So is being able to transform into a superhero,” Tikki pointed out. “I’m magic , Marinette.”

“Wait,” Marinette said. “You said you chose him. Does that mean I’m going to be thousands of years old too?”

Tikki shook her head. “No, you’re my holder . He’s my chosen . There’s a difference. Dearest here is my Champion, my Scion, one of a very few creatures I have chosen to collect energy for me, so that I have the power to provide the magic of creation for you .”

Marinette frowned. “You’ve never needed to collect energy before.”

“Oh, I only need a collection every couple hundred years or so,” Tikki replied. “But I lost track of Dearest around … when did Pompeii get buried?”

Marinette sat back against her chaise, the shock of the situation finally registering with her. “I knew you were old, Tikki, but I never realized you’d been around for all of history. What was it like back then?”

“Well, my Ladybug back when I met Dearest was just as curious and creative as you,” Tikki said with a smile. “But it was easier for her to be Ladybug. Everyone knew that magic existed, so there was no reason to hide. Still … like you, she had trouble connecting with others because of her powers.”

“Oh?” Marinette asked. She leaned forward slightly, idly scratching behind the dog’s ears as she asked, “Tell me more?”

Tikki smiled, and began to recount the tale of one of her very first Ladybugs.

Back in ancient Egypt, Khepri was a strong young woman, the kind of daughter any family would be proud to have. She saved lives – she saved entire villages with her powers. But despite her skills, she was alone.

“Tikki, I will die alone,” she complained one night, in her bedroom at her elderly parents’ home. “Most girls my age are already betrothed, and no one even looks at me! They praise what I do , but no man takes the time to get to know me. I’m alone .”

“You’re not alone,’ Tikki assured her, floating close as Khepri sat on her bed. “You have your family, and your dog, Abuwtuyuw, don’t you?”

“Yes, but they will never help me feel the touch of a man ,” Khepri groaned. “You … you see what I do at night, Tikki. My own fingers can only help me so much.”

Tikki shrugged. “I can’t help you there. But I have faith you’ll find someone meant for you someday.”

“I don’t want to wait until someday ,” she whined. She lay back on the reed mattress. “But I know, my duties come first.”

It was at that point that her pet dog, the family watchdog for many years, the same dog that now stood in Marinette’s room, decided to enter, curiously sniffing at Khepri’s hand before jumping up beside her on the bed and licking her face. He was smaller then, and had no more sense than any other dog, but he was loyal to his owner.

She laughed. “Hello, Abuw. I don’t believe you can be of any help to me, either.”

He licked her face again before rolling onto his side, exposing his belly. He couldn’t understand her words yet, but he could sense his person was unhappy, and wanted to comfort her.

Khepri reached out her hand, rubbing his belly. Her fingers brushed lower, against his sheath, and she paused. “Maybe you can help me …”

“Are you sure that’s wise?” Tikki asked, concerned.

Khepri gave a derisive snort. “I’ve seen him try to mate with a table leg. As long as I don’t hurt him, I’m sure he won’t mind. My parents are out, and I trust you won’t tell anyone.” She turned her attention back to her dog, her hand at his sheath, stroking him deliberately. Her other hand undid the fasteners of her shift, letting the garment fall off of her so she lay nude on her bed.

Marinette listened to Tikki’s description silently, imagining herself in the position of that past Ladybug. There were times she felt she’d be alone forever – every date she tried to have seemed to go disastrously wrong thanks to an akuma or some other problem plaguing the city. She told herself that she would never turn to fucking a dog , but … she found she couldn’t really judge her predecessor. It’s not like vibrators had been invented yet.

As Tikki had watched Khepri spread her legs for Abuw, welcoming his swollen cock, she found herself intrigued by the way the dog fucked her, moved his powerful hips aggressively, drawing orgasm after orgasm out of the girl. She could feel the sexual energy in the room, and she knew that if the two had been the same species, Abuw would easily get her holder pregnant with his natural virility. The dog’s balls were big , swollen with cum that he was eager to unload in a willing pussy, and Tikki could sense just how potent that cum and his need was.

Even as he gave everything Khepri would take, Tikki could feel his desire, his need for more. He wouldn’t be satisfied with fucking her once. Tikki could tell that this dog had discovered something new to him, something wonderful, and would be insatiable in seeking it out now. It really was a shame that his body had mortal limits, as each thrust he made into her holder’s pussy made Khepri roll her eyes back and groan with satisfied pleasure.   

She needed to make sure that this could be a regular occurrence for her holder. Khepri looked blissfully satisfied as she was filled, a wide smile on her face and pleasured moans spilling from her lips. It was the happiest she’d seen her holder in a while. Which meant that she could turn her attention to the dog.

When Khepri lay satisfied and asleep on the bed, and Abuw was finally able to draw his cock out of her gaping pussy, Tikki flew towards the dog, floating right before his face. This creature had brought her holder so much pleasure, and still sniffed at Khepri’s pussy, clearly eager to go again though his body was tired. Tikki felt sorry for the poor thing reaching its limits so soon.

The dog, not knowing what or who she was, tried to take a curious bite at her.

Tikki giggled as she floated up out of reach. “Khepri says you’ll mate with anything … I want to find out how true that is. Abuw, dearest companion of my holder, I choose you to be my champion.” She floated back down to give the dog a kiss on the forehead, right between his eyes.

The dog blinked as sudden understanding rushed through his mind. He stepped back before looking up at the small thing. “What did you do to me?” he thought as he looked at her, the words clear in his mind as he fully grasped human language for the first time.

“I’ve awakened you,” Tikki replied, reading his mind. “My name is Tikki, the kwami of creation, and I need your help.”

“Tikki,” the dog replied in his head. “My name is Abuwtuyuw. What help could you need from me?”

“The purest creation energy is sexual, and you, dearest, are brimming with it,” Tikki said, floating down to heft his balls with her small arms. “I want you to collect that energy from others for me.” 

He wagged his tail. “You want me to mate more bitches!”

“Yes!” Tikki replied, chuckling as she clapped her small hands together. “But, not just dogs. You enjoyed your time with Khepri, didn’t you?”

He nodded eagerly. “She’s very soft, and she smells nice.”

“Humans, dogs, whoever you find attractive,” Tikki said. “I want you to collect that energy from as many creatures as possible. In exchange … I will make sure Khepri can understand you, and that you can be of more help to her in her duties. That way, the two of you can be true companions.”

The dog wagged his tail happily. “I can tell her how nice it felt to mate with her? And how much I love when she gives me scratches right behind my ear?”

“You can,” Tikki replied. “If you accept our deal.”

“Of course!” he said, so emphatic in his agreement that he let out a bark of excitement. “I would be honored to do this task for the gods!”

Tikki laughed. “I’m not a god. I’m a kwami .”

He cocked his head to the side. “I do not understand the difference. You are clearly powerful. Are you not one of the gods worshiped by the people?”

“Not exactly,” Tikki replied. “I’m just Tikki.”

“Still, it would feel wrong to call you by just your name,” the dog mused, lowering his front half in a respectful bow. “You have gifted me wisdom far beyond that of a normal dog, and you are truly powerful. I insist on at least calling you Madame.”

“I suppose I can get used to that,” Tikki said. “Not, Abuwtuyuw. Do you promise to make Khepri very happy, and collect a lot of energy for me?”

“Yes, Madame!” he replied, wagging his tail.

“And so, he’s been collecting energy for me ever since,” Tikki told Marinette as the three sat in her bedroom in the twenty-first century. “I can tell he’s been keeping up his end of the deal even though I haven’t been able to see him in so long.”

“So … couple of questions. You can read his mind?” Marinette asked, glancing down at the dog.

“Yes, but he does talk,” Tikki said.

The dog barked, nodding.

“That’s … not really talking,” Marinette said. “That’s just barking. Didn’t you say he could talk to Khepri? How did that work?”

“Oh!” Tikki said. “I’m sorry, it’s been so long since I’ve had to do this …” she floated close to Marinette and put both small hands on her head, humming something as her body glowed a soft pink. “There. Now you should understand him.”

Marinette gave the dog an incredulous look.

“Hello, new Mistress,” he said, as clear as could be, his lips moving to form the words. His voice was deep and soothing, spoken with a regal air and the way he held his head high and met Marinette’s eye.

She shrieked, backing away from him, scooting further back on her chaise. “Talking dog! It’s talking!”

“It’s nice to talk to someone again,” he said, his tail thumping against the ground as it wagged. “What may I call you, Mistress?”

Marinette sat back into the same spot, a little uncertainly. “Why would you want to call me Mistress? I’m not – I don’t own you.”

“I mean it as a sign of respect,” he said, bowing his head slightly. “Since you are the Madame’s holder, I wanted to respect your power, but I cannot speak of anyone higher than her.”

“Yeah, that’s fine, I guess,” Marinette said. “But you don’t have to call me that. Just Marinette is fine. Do you have a name? Tikki called you Dearest?”

“I have had lots of names,” he said. “Abuwtuyuw was my original name. But I have also been Anubis, Gelert, Chouchou, Rex, Fenrir, Fluffy, and Killer,” the dog paused with a thoughtful look on his face, before his expression brightened and he continued, “and Shadow,” he paused again, before another look of realization crossed his face and he continued with a small nod, “and Hachiko, and Balto, an–”

“I get it,” Marinette replied, cutting him off, before taking a minute to process the many names he had listed off. Fluffy? Rex? Balto? Where had he gotten all these names? And he seemed to leave at least one out. “Hold on, Tikki keeps calling you Dearest. What’s up with that?”

“After the first few centuries, it got difficult to keep track of what people were calling him,” Tikki explained with a small giggle. “I wanted to call him something that wouldn’t change.”

“But why Dearest?” Marinette asked.

Tikki smiled softly at the dog, a sweet expression Marinette had never seen before on her kwami’s face. “He is the dearest of all of my chosen, but … that’s a long story, that I don’t want to get into at this time.”

“For reasons?” Marinette asked, smiling gently to show she understood her kwami.

For reasons,” Tikki confirmed with a nod.

Marinette nodded slowly before turning back to the dog, scrutinizing his brown and black fur, the intelligence in his eyes. Maybe one of his past names would fit him. “You do look like an Anubis,” she said after a moment, “Do you mind if I call you that?”

“I don’t mind at all, Miss Marinette,” Anubis said, wagging his tail harder. “You are very kind. Do you have any food? I have not eaten in many hours.”

Marinette smiled, standing up. “I can get you some. But then … I have so many more questions.”

“Of course,” Anubis said. “I will answer all that I can.”

Marinette opened up the trapdoor to her room, heading out to head into the kitchen. When she left, Anubis looked over at Tikki, wagging his tail hard.

“You’ve got just over two thousand years worth of energy to give me, don’t you?” Tikki asked, smiling delightedly.

“Yes, Madame!” Anubis replied. “I’ve been storing it just for you, I’ve fucked so many beautiful women and sired many children over the years, but I never forgot about you.”

Tikki giggled. “Good boy. Once you’ve had something to eat, I’ll collect that energy from you.”

Anubis lifted up his nose, sniffing the air. “Ooh! I smell chicken!”

“You’re still the same old Dearest,” Tikki murmured. “I did miss you.”

Marinette re-entered the room then, holding a plate in her hands. “I brought you some steamed chicken and leeks from last night’s dinner,” she said, setting the plate down in front of Anubis. “Do you need to eat dog food, or is human food okay?”

Anubis didn’t reply as he took a large bite of the chicken, turning his head to rip the meat into a manageable mouthful. He took only a few bites to eat the chicken and leeks entirely. Once he’d swallowed, he lifted his head to reply, “Any food is okay. Thank you, Miss Marinette.” He lowered his head again to lick any stray pieces of chicken from the plate.

“Okay, there’s a talking dog in my room,” Marinette said as she sat back on the chaise. “A dog that’s thousands of years old, as big as me, and fucked my mother . I’m fine. This is fine. This is all perfectly normal.” She took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly. “Tikki, this is not fine!”

“Well, you’re handling it very well,” Tikki said. “You didn’t call him a bug-mouse.”

Marinette narrowed her eyes at her kwami, clearly not amused. 

“If you have any more questions, go ahead and ask,” Tikki said, floating in front of her holder. “I know this is a big thing to deal with, but don’t worry. You can trust me.”

Marinette let out a slow breath and nodded. She could trust Tikki – the kwami had never steered her wrong. But she had left out some apparently important information. “So, how many of these champions do you have? And – why didn’t you tell me about any of them before?”

“Just two others,” Tikki replied. “And it didn’t matter before – the other two don’t collect the same type of energy, and they are not companions for you. I never mentioned Dearest because we’d gotten separated for so long.”

“If you needed someone to collect sexual energy, why a dog? ” Marinette asked, glancing at Anubis. “There can’t be that many people willing to have sex with an animal.”

“Actually, it used to be very popular,” Anubis said. “It’s only in the last few centuries that I have had less luck with humans.”

Tikki nodded. “True, it wasn’t commonly acknowledged, but people have been having sex with animals for millennia. It only stopped happening around the time of the Puritans. Besides, choosing an animal meant I could gather sexual energy from both people and animals.”

“Why sexual energy?” Marinette asked. “Wouldn’t you want creative energy?”

Tikki just smiled. “Marinette, sexual energy is creative. You’ve taken health class. You know what sex creates.”

Marinette was just silent for a moment before flushing red. “ Oh . Okay. But … how does him having sex create energy for you ? How would you even get it?”

Tikki flew close to Anubis, sitting on top of his head as she glanced up at Marinette. “Well, I need to collect the energy from him now. Would you like to watch?”

“Sure,” Marinette replied, sitting up slightly in the chaise. She leaned closer to get a better look, curious at how this worked.

Tikki smiled before looking down at Anubis. “You remember what to do?”

Anubis nodded as he replied, “Yes, Madame.” He moved to lie on his back on the floor, Tikki floating aside, so his belly and sheath were displayed between his splayed legs. His heavy balls were visible as well, moving and swinging well after the dog had stopped moving because of how full they were. Marinette was shocked to see them so full, even after the mess he had left in her mother and on the floor. She briefly thought again of her mother’s pussy, overflowing with cum, before slightly shaking her head to chase away those thoughts. She did not need to think about the dog’s balls or cum right now. She was just going to watch Tikki collect energy, nothing more.

Tikki floated to Anubis’s sheath, rubbing her small hands against it, encouraging his cock to come out. She knew just how to get him hard, even after all this time. It didn’t take much for her to feel him swelling within the sheath, his cockhead beginning to poke out. She gave the red tip a small kiss as it emerged.

Marinette found herself watching with shock, then quiet fascination as Tikki stroked Anubis’s cock. She definitely hadn’t expected to watch her kwami jerk off a dog, but it did make some sense – how else was she going to retrieve sexual energy? She told herself it was just curiosity – she hadn’t exactly gotten a good look earlier, and she’d never seen a dog’s cock before. She wasn’t expecting the color to be such a bright blood red, or the slick that coated it as it slid out from his sheath. She didn’t expect to see a tapered end, perfect for spearing into a waiting pussy. She definitely didn’t expect to feel a pang between her legs, making her squeeze them tighter together as her body reacted to the sight. She could almost understand why her mother had been okay with doing this.

Tikki nuzzled against Anubis’s shaft as she brought him to his full hardness, his knot peeking out from his sheath. Her whole body was smaller than his cock, but she just used that to her advantage, rubbing herself against him, teasing him lightly with her antennae. She flew around his cock, giving him gentle, small kisses all over, before she positioned her mouth right at the tip. “I can’t wait to taste this energy again,” she murmured, her lips brushing over the tip. “ Oh , how I missed it. And it’s been aging here, just like a fine wine.”

Marinette watched as Tikki kissed the tip of the dog’s cock again, putting together just what the kwami intended to do. “There’s no way – that won’t fit,” she said incredulously, though she made no move to stop the scene before her.

Tikki just giggled before opening her mouth wide, taking in the very tip of the dog’s cock. As she pushed herself forward, taking in more, her mouth opened even wider, until it was stretched wider than it should have been able to go, a tight seal around his shaft. She pushed her whole body forward, sucking him in.

Anubis groaned with pleasure as he felt his cock slide down the passage of the kwami’s throat. He could feel the head pressing against her body, visibly stretching her, before his cock suddenly felt like it was surrounded by a thousand warm, wet tongues, licking at him from all angles, sucking him, trying to milk him dry. His instincts cried out for more , and he wanted to grab the small creature in his jaws and force her deeper onto his cock, but he knew better. He laid still as the Madame continued to take his cock slowly into that wonderful place inside her, let those thousand tongues dance around his shaft. 

Marinette gaped as she watched, seeing that thick cock enter Tikki’s mouth. It was so big it seemed to turn the kwami into little more than a cocksleeve, reshaping her as she lowered herself further onto its girth. But where Marinette expected to see Tikki’s body stretch to make room for the full length, she saw nothing. Maybe the dog’s cock was ending up in whatever dimension Tikki stored the endless amounts of sugar she ate. After all, she’d once seen the kwami eat all the galettes in Paris and still get hungry for more.

Anubis let his head loll back in pleasure, panting hard as he felt those tongues all around his cock. The Madame’s talented mouth took him down to the knot , and he felt warm, wriggling tongues teasing at his knot, licking and sucking. And then – she started to massage his balls with her small hands, and Anubis groaned, his cock pulsing at the pleasure.

Anubis groaned again as he felt his orgasm approaching. The Madame’s skill was second to none, and even with his increased stamina, he could not last long for her when she was this ravenous. He felt his balls tightening as he was pulled over the edge, his body feeling the height of pleasure as he felt cum pulled from his balls, erupting through his cock.

Tikki pressed her whole face to Anubis’s body, not needing to breathe as she sucked his cock, coaxing every drop of cum out of him. She adored this taste – while cock wasn’t as sweet as sugar, of course, she loved the pure taste of energy that her chosen’s cock provided her. She wanted to savor every bit of the thousands of years of energies stored up just for her. 

Marinette watched as Tikki rubbed the dog’s balls, seeing them jerk and contract slightly. She wondered, idly, how sensitive he was. He’d only just fucked Sabine, after all, was he still feeling her mother around his cock as Tikki sucked him off? How had her mom compared to the thousands of other pussies he’d fucked over the years? How many pussies was it, how many women had this one dog left a quivering, quaking mess, leaking his cum? She couldn’t get the image of her own mother’s pussy out of her mind, of that cum dripping out of her – cum that Tikki was drawing from the same balls Marinette found herself staring at. She watched as those balls contracted further before drawing in and pulsing, and her mind wandered even more. Tikki had mentioned his virility. How many pups had this dog fathered? And with what Tikki had done to him … could he get humans pregnant? Did he get her mom pregnant? And why was the thought making her feel wet between her legs?

Tikki swallowed load after load after load of cum, drinking deeply as she collected every offering her chosen had to give to her. She could feel the energy already coursing through her, making her feel stronger, and there was still more. She couldn’t even swallow it all fast enough, her body growing round as she struggled to contain it all.

When she finally pulled away, her mouth making a popping sound as it pulled off Anubis’s cock, Tikki looked more like a red ball than her normal self. She gave a sheepish smile before swallowing, making all that extra cum vanish and returning to her normally shaped self.

“Wow,” Marinette said, leaning back slightly. She wasn’t sure when she’d leaned forward to get a better look. “You just gave a dog a blowjob.”

“I feel much lighter, somehow. I did not realize I was carrying such a big burden,” Anubis said, as he rolled over to stand up. “Thank you, Madame.”

“Of course, Dearest,” Tikki murmured. “Now I’ll make sure to collect energy from you much more often.”

“Wait, so he’s still going to fuck people?” Marinette asked. 

“Yes,” Tikki replied. “The more energy he collects for me, the more my magic is empowered. And that means the more your abilities when transformed are enhanced. He’s actually helping you become a better superhero!”

“By fucking people like my mom?” Marinette asked, wrinkling her nose. “How did you even convince her to do that? I’m pretty sure she’s not into dogs! ”

“No, she is,” Anubis said simply, sitting down in front of Marinette. His position was such that Marinette get a good view of his still hard cock between his legs, as he noticed her looking at it when the Madame was enjoying her meal. “I don’t have the ability to change anyone’s mind. Only to reshape and resize my body.” To prove himself, his body suddenly shifted, changing from the size of a great beast to a much smaller shiba inu, panting and smiling with a now shorter, but still girthy cock between his legs. In the blink of an eye, he was back to his regular size, his cock having grown just as large again with him.

Tikki nodded emphatically. “He has a little magic to him that makes those around him more likely to give in to their impulses,” she explained. “But if the impulse isn’t there, then he wouldn’t do anything.”

“Oh my god,” Marinette groaned. “My mom gets turned on by dog dick.”

“So are you,” Anubis replied, cocking his head to the side slightly. “Aren’t you? I can smell it.”

Marinette scooted backwards, shutting her legs together. “What? Stop smelling me.”

“I can’t help it,” he said, standing up and walking closer. “My nose is very sensitive, and I can smell you very clearly. You are aroused. May I help take care of it?”

“Of course not!” she cried. “That’s just – you’re a dog! ”

“I’m a talking dog,” he replied, before grinning and panting slightly. “You smell very good.”

“It’s beastiality ,” Marinette said.

“It’s not, really,” Tikki pointed out, floating over to Marinette. “He’s a dog, but he’s no longer a beast . He can think, and he has emotions. He’s an awakened, intelligent being.”

Anubis took another step towards Marinette, resting his head on her thigh. He looked up at her with wide eyes, a patent “puppy dog” stare.

“Don’t be so cute,” Marinette grumbled at him.

“I cannot help it,” he said, wagging his tail. “I am adorable.”

“Well … even if I could get past the dog thing, I – I still want to save myself,” Marinette admitted. She idly pet Anubis’s head as she spoke. “I always wanted to lose my virginity to Adrien. Not to someone I just met, dog or otherwise.”

“Who is Adrien?” Anubis asked.

“The most wonderful boy in the world,” Marinette said with a dreamy smile.

“Then you should be with him,” Anubis said simply. “But you’re still very aroused right now.”

Marinette shook her head. “I don’t need dog dick.”

“What about dog tongue?” Anubis asked.

Marinette glanced down at the dog with confusion on her face. Anubis moved to push his head between her thighs, his nose right at the seam of her pants, where her scent was the strongest. He licked against her, tasting the denim of her pants, before nudging his nose up slightly to press against her.

Marinette groaned softly as the motion sent a zing of pleasure through her body. She couldn’t possibly do this. Her mother was just downstairs. What would she think?

Actually, based on earlier activities, she’d probably just congratulate Marinette. And it’s not like anyone else would have to know.

Anubis nudged against her pussy again, and Marinette sighed. “Okay. Yeah. If you really want to, I guess I don’t mind you using your tongue.”

“I would very much like to help you, Mistress Marinette,” Anubis said, wagging his tail as he looked up at her.

She raised her hips up from the chaise as she undid her jeans and slid them off, pushing them down her thighs along with her panties. She hesitated slightly, trepidation about the idea of letting a dog eat her out entering her mind again, but her arousal won out, and she shoved her clothes the rest of the way off.

Anubis eagerly pushed his nose between her legs again, right at the soft dark curls over her pussy. He pressed out his tongue, already eager to taste her. He didn’t need to cum again, not so soon after the Madame had drained him, but he wanted Miss Marinette to appreciate him. She was the Madame’s holder, so she was important. Of course, every woman he was with was important to him, but this was beyond wanting to make sure that she was pleasured. He wanted her to like him, not just see him as a bestial sex toy. She was currently the most important person to the Madame – and that made her just as important to Anubis.

His tongue flicked against her folds, hot and already wet from arousal, and Marinette gasped, falling back onto the chaise. Her legs parted instinctively, and she didn’t close them this time, just let Anubis push closer.

He carefully explored her with his tongue, using his sensitive hearing to pick up on where her breath hitched and quickened, to know what she liked best. He only licked the outside of her folds at first, just enough to make her comfortable, until she moaned, unconsciously wriggling her hips to beg for more.

Marinette didn’t know what to expect, but she didn’t expect a dog’s tongue to feel so good as it parted her folds and swirled over her clit. She moaned softly, her hips bucking up as she felt wonderful warm wetness on her clit, rubbing against her and making her feel amazing. This was so much better than her fingers could have been. Instinctively, she reached down to Anubis’s head, idly stroking behind his ear as he kept licking her, encouraging him on, as she tilted her head back, groaning, as she felt shocks of pleasure passing through her body.

Anubis pushed his head forward slightly, his wet nose pressing open her folds and resting right against her clit. Her hips jerked at the sudden contact, but then she was grinding against his snout, her arousal flooding his nose as her clit pressed against it. He pushed his tongue further against her, finding her entrance and licking around it before slipping his tongue into her.

Marinette cried out with pleasure, her legs tightening around Anubis’s head as her nerve endings were stimulated, as she felt wonderful pressure deep inside her. She bucked her hips again, fucking herself on the dog’s tongue, not even caring that it was a dog giving her this pleasure. 

Being eaten out felt so fucking good! Why hadn’t she done this before? If a dog that frankly, she wasn’t even sure she liked yet was this good, how would it feel if it was her beloved Adrien ?

Well, the whole lack of a boyfriend might have been a reason she’d never done this before. She’d had her last serious relationship at age 14, and would not have been ready for sex then. But now, with her legs wrapped around a dog’s head and her hands clutching at the back of her chaise, fingers gouging into the fabric as her pleasure climbed to a peak, she felt ready for anything . Everything. Whatever pleasures she could get ahold of.

Anubis pushed his tongue deep into her, before quickly pulling it back. He could feel her pussy pulsing, feel her getting close to her orgasm, but he teased her a bit, prolonging her pleasure. He opened his maw wide, his teeth lightly scraping over her skin as he sucked her clit, his mouth engulfing her entire pussy. She was sweet, a delectable meal as he ran his tongue from her clit down past her dripping slit, down to just barely tease around her asshole.

He twirled his long tongue all around her pussy, around her entrance, before pushing it inside again, fucking her with its length while still keeping the back of his tongue pressed up against her clit. He explored every fold of her pussy with the tip of his tongue, each thrust into her finding a new spot inside her to make her squeal. He could feel her pulsing, her orgasm building back up.

“Fuck, yes – right there – oh, fuck! ” Marinette screamed out, no longer caring if her mother heard, her hips bucking up as she came, her release tangy on Anubis’s tongue.

He kept licking, his tongue lapping over her swollen bud, each pass making her hips jerk slightly from overstimulation. He wanted to make her cum again, make her feel so good that she would be happy having him around, even if she never wanted anything more from him. Besides, she tasted good, like sweat and woman and a unique flavor that he’d only tasted on the Madame’s holders in the past, something like sugar, but sweeter. Like the honey Mistress Khepri had given him when he was good.

Marinette bit her lip, toes curling as she came again. She felt so good, so amazing, but also – so empty . Every movement of that tongue against her made the ache inside her grow, made her realize that a tongue wasn’t enough . She needed to be filled .

“I want …” she groaned, trailing off before her mind could complete the thought. “Fuck, I want more! ”

Anubis stopped, glancing up at her with his tongue still inside her.

Marinette shook her head. “I still want to save myself for Adrien, though …”

Tikki, who’d been floating nearby watching the whole thing, commented, “Your first time with Adrien will be special, no matter what you’ve done before it. Would you think less of him if he wasn’t a virgin?” 

“Of course no- ot! ” Marinette replied, her words turning into a shriek of pleasure as she felt Anubis’s tongue move against her again.

“Then why are you doing this to yourself?” Tikki asked. “Anubis here was chosen to gather energy, but also to satisfy and relieve my Ladybugs. He was chosen for you . To help YOU. I know the job I give you is stressful, and it’d be rude to not provide a form of relief. I do feel sorry for those these past millennia who haven't had him, but that also means you’ll be the first in a long time to enjoy him and really relax.”

Marinette whimpered as she came again, kicking out her legs with the force of her orgasm. She was so empty, so desperate , she needed more, she needed – “Your cock! Please, give me your cock!”

Anubis pulled his head back, a long lick against Marinette’s pussy as he did so. He licked at her lower stomach, nudging his nose against her to push up her shirt as she leaned back against the chaise.

Marinette lay back, allowing this dog to clamber over her, the length of his body as long as she was tall, letting him push aside her shirt and her bra, revealing her moderate breasts to the air. Her pink nipples were peaked from arousal already, and were met with Anubis’s warm tongue against them as he lapped at them. She felt trapped beneath him, caged in by his strong legs and body against her, but that just made her even more eager. He was so big , so large that this would be more like taking the cock of a beast rather than a dog.

He enjoyed the way she writhed beneath him, the way her head tossed back in pleasure as she let out wanton moans at the feeling of his tongue on her tits. His cock stood at attention between her legs, and he took another step onto the chaise, letting the head of his cock brush against her wet folds, still parted open from his tongue.

Marinette groaned with pleasure before glancing down at his cock, hard and red and positioned to fuck her. She wanted it. She wanted him to fuck her, wanted him to shove that cock inside her and make her feel full , but – she still couldn’t bring herself to touch his cock, that last little bit of disgust inside her winning out. So she lifted up her hips slightly, hoping that the angle would be enough so she wouldn’t have to put her hands on dog dick – just her pussy.

Anubis thrust forward, the tip of his cock kissing her folds, but the angle wasn’t quite right. Another thrust, and his cock rubbed against her clit as it ground against her, making Marinette shiver and moan with pleasure as she came again, her need intensifying.

Then, suddenly, Anubis felt the small arms of the Madame on the base of his cock, steadying and guiding him into Marinette’s waiting, dripping pussy. He felt her heat enveloping him, velvety slick so incredibly tight around his cockhead as he slowly pushed forward.

His cockhead slid inside her, and oh, she felt so good. It had been a while since Anubis had been with a human that was so tight around his cock, her pussy soaking wet but still clinging to him, her walls gripping at his head as he pushed in further. He pulled back, just a little bit, just enough to let her get used to the feeling before he thrust forward again, and he could feel her walls still sticking to him, as if her body was begging him to stay inside. He had to go slowly, for her sake, but he was eager to sink his full length into this pussy, to feel her folds wrapped so tight around him, caressing every single inch of his shaft as he stretched her and filled her. It likely wouldn’t happen today, but just the thought made his cock throb.

Marinette moaned, her arms moving to wrap around Anubis’s body. He was warm against her, and his still-damp fur rubbed against her breasts, creating friction that sent more jolts of pleasure through her. She couldn’t believe just how big he was, just how stretched she felt – and he kept pushing forward, sliding even more cock inside her, his shaft pressing against her G-spot as he shifted slightly. She came on his cock, quivering as she reached an orgasm that felt truly satisfying – she was filled, she was fucked, and it felt so good!

But Anubis wasn’t anywhere near done yet. Marinette’s pussy was so wet, so slick from her orgasm, that he pushed forward even further, until he was just over halfway inside her, stretching her body, his cockhead pressing against the entrance to her womb. He prodded at her womb with a few short, forceful thrusts, each one making Marinette whimper with overstimulation.

She glanced down at herself, looking at her body to where she was connected to the dog’s. She could see her lower stomach starting to bulge outwards, the shape of his cock inside her, and below that, the bottom half of Anubis’s shaft, blood red and not inside her .

“Y-you aren’t fully in?” she asked, not believing what she was seeing.

“No, Miss Marinette,” Anubis replied, lowering his head slightly. “I am here to satisfy you . I don’t want to hurt you, and I can feel I’m already as deep as I can go. Any more, and I’ll stretch you …”

Marinette groaned. “ Fuck , that sounds good. Don’t hold back.”

“You may not be able to enjoy a human cock if I do,” Anubis warned.

She moved her hands to his head, one hand on each side of his face, pulling him close against her so she could kiss him lustfully. Her tongue slid into his mouth, swirling around his longer tongue and pressing against his sharp teeth, before she pulled away with a gasping whine. “I don’t care. I need all of you, just fuck me!”

Anubis thrust forward, hard, sinking his cock fully into Marinette in one quick, deep thrust. He groaned as he felt her body stretch to accommodate him, her pussy wrapped fully around him, her lower lips kissing his knot. She was so warm around him, a tight pussy that was perfectly molded to his cock now, he couldn’t help but to thrust more vigorously into her.

He thrust forward hard before staying deep in her, kissing her lewdly as he felt her pussy twitch around him, Marinette’s body shuddering with another orgasm. He wriggled his hips, moving side to side slightly, pressing against different parts of her pussy. He ground against her, pressing against her clit as his tongue slid down her throat, swallowing her moans. He pulled back, panting and smiling as he moved his hips in a circular motion, enjoying the sight of Mistress Marinette writhing and mewling beneath him, clearly succumbing to the feeling of his cock.

Marinette cried out with pleasure, nearly a scream, her hands gripping at Anubis’s back, holding him close. She’d never felt so stretched, so good! Her body was being taken to new heights of pleasure, areas stimulated that she didn’t even know could be touched or felt. 

There was no way any part of her could deny that she was having sex with a dog . His front paws pressed into the chaise, pinning her down, his fur rubbed against her skin, his knot pressed against her pussy, and he panted heavy dog breath against her face. But all of her disgust was gone, replaced with a need for more , more of that cock inside her, more of his body against hers, more of everything he had to give her. She rocked her hips up, fucking herself on his cock as best as she could while he thrust into her. 

She could barely move beneath Anubis, with his heavy weight pressing her into the chaise and his powerful hips driving her into the cushion with every thrust, but she kept trying to move anyways, kept sliding herself along his cock. She could feel her clit grinding against his shaft, seemingly no matter what angle he thrust at, and it was making her head spin with pleasure. She wrapped one arm around his back, and pressed her other hand behind his head, idly scratching behind one ear as she pursed her lips, reaching her head up for a soft kiss.

Anubis lowered his head, pressing his mouth to Marinette’s, his tongue sliding past her lips in a lewd kiss. She eagerly kissed him back, her legs moving to lock around his hips as she clung to him. He fucked her hard, each thrust stretching her, nestling his cock in her pussy, before he pulled back, feeling his shaft slide against her slick walls. She was pulsing, fluttering around him as she came over and over, her orgasms running together so she could barely take a breath between them.

Marinette’s mind was going blank as her protests against fucking a dog melted out of her. She could feel nothing but pleasure, her need taking over her senses. She could feel the tapered head of that thick dog cock pressing deep into her, its massive girth stretching her pussy, a sensation that was so intense it bordered on painful – but she just craved even more of it. She wanted his cock to thrust deep inside her, ram into that deepest part, make her mind go blank and her eyes cross every time his cockhead kissed her womb.

“Please,” Marinette whimpered, her pussy clamping around his cock again as she shuddered through another orgasm. “I want … I need more …”

Anubis’s cock was fully sheathed inside her. All he had left to give her was his knot, but he could feel her pussy lips opening, welcoming in the bulb at the base of his cock. He lowered his head, licking Marinette’s neck, her breasts, bringing her to another orgasm, making her slick enough that he could just slide his knot inside her.

Marinette’s cries of pleasure became a scream as she felt her pussy stretched even more, gaping around the thick bulb pushing into her. Her head tilted back, her body quivered, and she came again, and again , her pussy pulsing tight around Anubis.

He lowered his body, pressing tight against her as he felt pressure building in his balls. He groaned, his hips stuttering a bit, before he came, pressed against Marinette with her legs locking him in place. His cum burst from his cock, shooting deep into her womb, filling her, swelling her stomach with the sheer amount of it. He could feel her walls pulsing around him again, her body reacting, orgasming just from the feeling of his cum filling her.

Marinette’s eyes rolled back in her head as she came again, just from the feeling of hot cum rushing into her, swirling around her insides and filling her so much that every part of her was stimulated at once. Her vision went blank for a moment before everything snapped back into sharp focus, and she lay back on the chaise, panting heavily.

“Oh my god,” she groaned. “That was … oh my god.”

“Are you satisfied?” Anubis asked.

“Yeah,” Marinette murmured in reply. “And more than a bit worn out.”

“I am glad,” Anubis said, giving Marinette a soft lick on the cheek. “When we are unstuck, can I have more of that chicken and leeks? It was very tasty.”

Marinette giggled. “Sure … but what do you mean, unstuck?”

“I am knotted to you now,” Anubis replied. “I will be inside you for another hour or so.”

Marinette groaned again, her head falling back against the chaise. “So that’s what the knot is for?”

Tikki laughed. “You’re going to learn a lot about having a dog, Marinette!”

Chapter Text

Marinette Dupain-Cheng never expected that her life would lead to this. That she would be eighteen years old, in her bedroom, with a magical floating kwami that gives her superpowers at her side, while a dog that could talk to her was balls-deep in her pussy, his knot inflated in her so he was stuck inside her.

Yeah, none of that was in the life plan she’d made for herself when she was a little kid.

She moaned as she felt Anubis’s cock pulse inside her again, another spurt of cum joining the thick load already against her womb. “ Fuck , you’ve come so much,” she murmured, one hand moving to pet the dog. So … how much longer do you think this will take?” she asked, gasping suddenly as she felt another spurt of hot cum inside her.

“It should not be much longer,” the dog, Anubis, assured her. He had moved to stand at the end of the chaise lounge, facing away from Marinette as his cock was still inside her.

“And … why are you standing there like that?” Marinette asked.

“To ensure I can protect you from any enemies while you are impregnated,” Anubis replied.

Marinette balked, her legs closing instinctively, though there was no way to escape the cock knotted inside her. “Wait, what? But that’s impossible?! I mean, yeah, you came a whole lot, but you're a dog, not a human. Dogs can’t get humans pregnant!”

Anubis chuckled, the motion making his large body shake slightly. “But, Mistress, I am able to impregnate humans.”

Marinette fell back against the chaise cushion, letting out a whining groan. “I don’t want to be pregnant!”

Tikki giggled, floating close to Marinette to pat her head assuringly. “Don’t worry. Humans have a very small window of being able to get pregnant. And while Anubis fathered many pups in the past, he’s back with me now, and that means he needs my permission to impregnate anyone human. You’ve still got a job to do, plus, you’re so young. You’re not ready to bear a child yet.”

Marinette let out a sigh of relief. “Makes sense. It would be hard to fight Hawkmoth while pregnant, not to mention how hard raising a kid would be right now … I’m pretty glad I don’t have to deal with that. But still, Anubis, don’t scare me like that!”

“I apologize,” Anubis said, still standing facing away from her. “Many women I am with want to become pregnant. I did not mean to scare you.”

“That’s … that’s fine,” Marinette said, lying back as she sighed in both pleasure and relief. After a moment, she propped herself up on her elbows and asked, “Anubis, why are you still standing there like that?”

“It is just my instinct,” Anubis replied. “You are vulnerable right now. I will protect you.”

Marinette laid her head back with a soft sigh. “That’s sweet, I guess. I still would rather not be stuck here, but … I guess this as good a time as any to ask the million questions I have.”

“Such as?” Anubis asked.

“Where have you been , if Tikki lost track of you for so long?” Marinette asked. “And now that you’re in Paris, what do you plan to do? My mom thinks you’re going to live here and be our pet, I think, but what do you want?”

“That is many questions,” Anubius replied. “I have been all over the place, with many different masters and families. I have been with many dogs and people, some of them for a short time, and some of them for quite a long time. I am here to collect more energy, or whatever the Madame tells me to do. I want to make the Madame happy, and you , Miss Marinette.”

“I would like you to collect more energy, Dearest,” Tikki said with a smile. “What you’ve collected so far has been delicious , and I’m excited to see what you’ll do now that we’re together again.”

Anubis nodded. “I will collect as much as I can, Madame. And I will continue to provide relief to the Mistress as well.”

Tikki flew over to face Anubis, giving him a small kiss on the tip of his nose. “That’s my Dearest.”

“What about you, Miss Marinette?” Anubis asked.

Marinette shrugged, biting back another moan as her pussy clenched around Anubis’s cock. “I – fuck that feels good – I don’t know what I want.”

“Yes, you do,” Tikki told her. “Just take some time to think about it.”

Marinette shut her eyes, ignoring the feeling of her pussy pulsing through another shuddering orgasm. “I, um … I want to take down Hawkmoth. I want to be done with akumas and fighting villains. I want – I want to be with Adrien, but also Anubis, and I … I want to make sure that all of my friends are safe and happy.”

“I can help make your friends happy,” Anubis replied. “And I don’t know who Hawkmoth is, but I will do my best to help with that too.”

Marinette smiled and chuckled slightly. “I’m sure you can make them happy, if they’re interested in having sex with a dog. I don’t mind sharing.”

“Will you let me meet them?” Anubis asked, his tail wagging.

“Sure,” Marinette replied, lying back again. “If you’re going to be my pet, that’s going to have to happen. You’re on your own for seducing them, though, it’s not like I can go ‘hey meet my dog, his dick is awesome, you should suck it’.”

Anubis cocked his head curiously. “Why not? Isn’t it true?”

Marinette laughed. “It is , but … people don’t just say things like that. How do you normally seduce someone?”

“The same way I seduced you and your mother,” Anubis replied simply.

Marinette rolled her eyes. “I mean … we might be here a while, so why don’t you tell me about some of them? You’ve slept with hundreds of women, apparently, so at least one of them had to have made an impression on you.”

Anubis was silent for a moment as he pondered the question, thinking about his past and which of his former partners the Mistress might like to hear about. “There was a girl, Tiffany, and her best friend Stacy. They were American, roughly your age. I was Tiffany’s pet. I was present for a game of truth or dare at one of their slumber parties, when Stacy dared Tiffany to touch my penis.”

“That’s all it took?” Marinette asked in amazement.

“I knew Tiffany was already curious,” Anubis replied. “I had seen her looking at me when she masturbated. I made my intentions known by sniffing her body and displaying my cock, but this dare is what pushed her over the edge finally. She stroked me until I was fully hard, and then dared Stacy to use her mouth on me.”

“Wow,” Marinette murmured. Her pussy involuntarily clenched around Anubis’s cock as she pictured herself and Alya like that, kneeling beside Anubis together and worshiping his cock. “So, you fucked them both?”

“It seemed they had some latent feelings for each other that were brought to light that night,” Anubis reminisced. “Stacy and Tiffany kissed around my cock, and then quickly undressed each other. Once Stacy was distracted by eating out Tiffany, I took the opportunity to taste her pussy. Her orgasm tasted sweet, and she was eager to share that experience with Tiffany, practically pushing that girl against my muzzle.”

Marinette’s hips moved slightly, without her even realizing, as she pictured herself and Alya in the same scene. She knew her best friend was attractive, but the idea of sharing Anubis with her had Marinette wet and needy all over again, and she was unconsciously fucking herself on Anubis’s knot, relieving that need that built up inside her. “Y-yeah?” she asked, spurring Anubis to continue as a moan escaped her lips.

“Stacy dared Tiffany to be my ‘bitch’, and Tiffany was eager to spread her legs for me,” Anubis said. “I did not knot her that night, but I did fuck her until she was unable to take any more. Stacy licked her friend’s juices off my cock before eagerly spreading her own pussy for me, and I fucked her as well.”

“D-did you end up knotting either of them?” Marinette asked between gasping moans.

“I knotted Stacy,” Anubis replied. “She wrapped her legs around me and pulled me in, and my knot slipped into her. I came loads in her, and I believe she ended up pregnant that night. She came again many more times on my cock, and Tiffany made use of my tongue throughout the rest of the night.”

“Oh, fuck ,” Marinette groaned, her pussy squeezing tight around Anubis’s cock as another spurt of his cum leaked into her. “Fuck, that’s … why is that so hot?”

“I knotted Tiffany the following night,” Anubis said. “She slept with my knot in her every night until she left home for school, and I could not follow her.”

Marinette moaned, her hips moving more forcefully now as she fucked herself into another orgasm at the thought. “Wow,” she groaned, lying bonelessly back against the chaise. “Will you let me sleep with your knot in me?”

“Of course, Miss Marinette,” Anubis replied. “I hope you are satisfied.”

“More than,” Marinette replied. She’d been satisfied already, but grinding out that additional orgasm from Anubis’s story pushed her over a plateau of merely “satisfied” to a feeling of truly “satiated”. She hadn’t felt so good in a long time. A vibrator could not compare to the orgasms she got from Anubis, but more than that – her stress seemed to have melted away, the weight of the world finally off her shoulders. All that mattered in this moment was Anubis and his thick cock knotted inside her. But as that moment stretched on, she shifted slightly, growing tired of simply lying on the chaise. “How much longer are you stuck in me, again?”

Anubis pulled cautiously, making Marinette groan at the sudden movement. “I should be able to untie now.” He stepped forward, tugging the knot out of her pussy, making her stretch as it pulled to its widest point.

Marinette shut her eyes, moaning loudly as she felt that cock sliding against her pussy walls one final time as it pulled out, not noticing the trapdoor to her bedroom opening. 

Sabine walked into the bedroom, now fully dressed and cleaned up, ready to talk to her daughter about the awkward moment downstairs – when she saw the last of the dog’s thick cock pulling free from her daughter’s gaping cunt, followed by a rush of cum leaking onto the chaise.

“I see you’re getting along with the dog,” she said, more than a bit amused. “He is a good boy, isn’t he?”

“I am a good boy,” Anubis said, wagging his tail as he looked up at Sabine.

“Mom!” Marinette cried, snapping her legs closed as she sat up, closing her thighs around the tip of Anubis’s cock, and moving her hands to cover herself. “What are you doing?”

“I’m just coming to check on you,” Sabine replied, leaning down to pet Anubis as he came over to her, nudging at her hip as a greeting. “You seemed upset before, and I understand that was a bit of a shock. But I think you’ve come around to the idea of keeping him?”

Marinette blushed and nodded. “Y-yeah. We should keep him.”

“So, did you come up with a name for him?” Sabine asked, scratching behind the dog’s ears. “We can’t just call him Dog.”

Marinette nodded. “Anubis,” she said. “He looks like an Anubis.”

“Do you like that name?” Sabine asked Anubis, cupping his face in her hands. “Are you an Anubis, boy? Oh, who’s a good boy?”

Marinette watched, wide-eyed, as her mother kissed the top of Anubis’s head and petted him like he was just … any other dog. She had to know Anubis was sentient, at least smart , even if she hadn’t been able to speak to him, so wasn’t it demeaning to treat him like that?

“How can you be so normal with him?” Marinette asked, unable to contain her curiosity. 

Sabine glanced up at her, idly scratching behind Anubis’s ear as she replied, “Well, he’s a dog. He might be hung like a horse, smart as a man, and the best sex I’ve had in a long time, but he’s still a dog . And all dogs love scritchies.”

“I do love the scritchies,” Anubis said as his tongue lolled out of his mouth and his tail wagged.

Marinette smiled slightly. “Yeah, I guess he is still a dog. And … that means we need to get him supplies, doesn’t it? Like food and toys?”

“I’m partial to a good steak,” Anubis said, cocking his head to one side. “But I can settle for kibble with the crunchy bits and a good bone to gnaw.”

“You’re right,” Sabine agreed, having no idea of what Anubis said. “We should get him a leash, too, and … what else do dogs need?”

“A bed?” Marientte suggested.

“I assumed I would share yours,” Anubis replied, looking back over at Marinette.

“I figured he would share mine,” Sabine unknowingly echoed. “Or yours, now. But it wouldn’t hurt for him to have a nice place of his own to lay down. Oh, we’ll also need to set up an appointment with the vet!”

Anubis stopped wagging his tail, his ears folding back at that. “I do not like the vet,” he said. “The Madame makes sure I am as healthy as I need to be.”

“Um, I can handle that, Mom,” Marinette said quickly. “You’ve got your hands full with the bakery, so let’s just go ahead and buy supplies today, and I’ll make sure to take him to the vet another day.” She figured she would be better at reasoning with Anubis that any shots were mandatory, no matter what Tikki did for him.

Sabine gave her a grateful smile. “Thanks, Marinette. Now, I’ll take Anubis here downstairs, you should get dressed so we can go get supplies. I doubt you want to go out like that .”

“Y-yeah, definitely not,” Marinette agreed.

“Come on, boy,” Sabine said to Anubis, carefully leading him down the steps out of Marinette’s bedroom.

Marinette stood up and stretched, enjoying the ability to move again. “Tikki … what the hell is happening?”

“What do you mean, Marinette?” her kwami asked, darting out of her hiding place.

“I mean, today was supposed to be just a normal day, but instead I lost my virginity to a talking magic dog that also had sex with my mom ,” Marinette replied, half laughing as she bent over to pick up her discarded clothing. “And I’m not even that freaked out about it. I’m just … amazed that this is even happening .”

Tikki giggled. “Dearest is a very special dog,” she replied. “And you already know your life isn’t normal. You’re a superhero!”

“True,” Marinette replied as she slipped her clothes on. “Why aren’t I panicking?”

“It’s partially because of the effect Dearest has on you,” Tikki replied, flying behind Marinette and fixing up her sex-mussed hair, “and partially because you’re relaxed from a good orgasm. I’ve know you’ve needed one for a while, and I’m glad you finally got that release.”

Marinette blushed. “You’re right. I definitely needed that. It’s like all the anxiety is just … gone.”

“And you’re going to be able to have that any time you want,” Tikki said. She patted Marinette’s head once her hair lay flat. “Now, don’t keep your mother and Dearest waiting!”

Marinette grabbed her purse and held it open for Tikki to fly inside. She headed downstairs to the living room.

She knew Anubis wasn’t a normal dog, and she knew that her mother was attracted to him, but she was still not expecting to walk in on Sabine sitting on the sofa beside the large dog, lips pressed against his muzzle in a passionate kiss. 

Sabine’s arms were wrapped around the dog’s large frame, pressing her body to his as she slid her tongue into his mouth. Her eyes were closed, her head tilted slightly as her nose pressed against the side of his muzzle, as she swirled her tongue around his. He had one large paw on the couch cushion between her legs, and her hips were moving slightly, grinding herself against him.

Marinette awkwardly cleared her throat, causing her mother to pull away from Anubis. 

“Sorry,” Sabine said, not seeming sorry at all. “I was just killing some time while you got dressed … it’s going to be nice to have a dog around the house.”

“It’s going to be … something,” Marinette said. “I’ll get used to you being with Anubis, I guess.”

“Is it really so different from how I was with your father?” Sabine asked as she stood up from the couch. “We never hid how much we loved each other.”

Marinette smiled sadly. “That’s true … but Papa wasn’t a dog that I also slept with! And you guys would only kiss in front of me! Totally safe and family friendly!”

Sabine laughed. “True. We’ll figure this out, though.”

“I think it’s going to be nice to live here,” Anubis said, wagging his tail as he hopped off the couch. “I get two lovely ladies and I get bones. I do get bones, right?”

Marinette subtly nodded at Anubis before saying to her mother, “Anyways, we can’t take him out like this. He doesn’t have a leash.”

“I don’t need a leash!” Anubis protested, his ears laying flat on his head. “I am a very good dog!”

Sabine nodded. “Oh, I think there’s some twine in the bakery! It’s not perfect, but it’ll do until we can buy a real collar and leash for him. I’ll go get it.” 

She walked out of the room, and Marinette absently pet the top of Anubis’s head. “As good as the sex was, this is going to be really weird for a while,” she said.

“I’m glad that you enjoyed the sex,” Anubis said, wagging his tail. “Please scratch behind my ear.”

Marinette giggled, moving her hand to give him a scratch right behind his ear. Anubis’s tongue lolled out with pleasure, and his back foot stamped at the floor.

“Are you going to be okay being treated like a regular dog in public?” she asked, glancing down to look into his eyes.

Anubis nodded. “It is not the first time I have had to do so. I understand the necessity of leashes to make humans feel safer.”

“Seems a little demeaning,” Marinette replied. 

“It is preferable to being thrown in the pound,” Anubis said. “Then I have to escape, and it will be a big problem.”

“Has that happened a lot?” Marinette asked.

Anubis nodded. “I much prefer going along with human rules. They usually come along with snackos.”

Sabine returned to the living room, holding a length of twine. She knelt down and tied it loosely around Anubis’s neck before standing up and holding onto the other end. “Now, the metro doesn’t allow large dogs, so we’ll just have to walk to the nearest pet supply store.”

“I could change my size,” Anubis said. “Then I would be a small dog.”

“A nice walk won’t be too bad,” Marinette said pointedly, heading to the door and slipping on her shoes. 

Sabine laughed as she rubbed the top of Anubis’s head. “He’s so talkative. Almost like a human.”

“Yeah, isn’t he?” Marinette replied with a nervous laughter. “Come on, that twine looks like it itches him.”

“It does itch,” Anubis confirmed as he obediently walked alongside Sabine. “Though I will endure, for you, Mistress.”

The weather was quite nice out for a walk, and Anubis was happy to stroll down the sidewalk with his new family. There were so many wonderful smells in the short distance between the house and the store, including other dogs, stray cats, piss, old food, pigeons, and so many more. His nose kept twitching the entire walk, sniffing and smelling all that Paris had to offer.

As they passed by other people walking their dogs, Marinette noticed that the animals all seemed to stop on noticing Anubis. They would halt in their tracks, nose up in the air, sniffing, before tucking their tail between their legs and lowering their ears as they looked towards Anubis.

She made a mental note to ask him about that later. 

The trio came to a small pet shop, in a row of small shops that sold various specialty items and accessories. The pet store, called Bien Bow Wow, was a brightly lit place with a glass door that Marinette held open for Sabine and Anubis.

The shop was chock-full of aisles stuffed with toys, food, and treats for nearly every imaginable animal. Anubis couldn’t help but tug on the twine, pulling towards a display of bones that smelled delectable.

“Go ahead and pick one out,” Marinette murmured. “And any toys you want, too. We’ll go ahead and get what you need.”

“I do not want to overtax your budget, Mistress,” Anubis replied, keeping his voice low as well despite no one else understanding him.

Marinette smiled and leaned down to pet his head, murmuring softly, “Really, don’t worry about it. You deserve to be spoiled.”

Anubis nodded as Marinette took the twine lead from her mother and wandered around the small store with him, picking up various items as he nudged them with his nose and told her that he wanted them. Soon, her arms were full of toys, bones, and a bag of food that Anubis said smelled like it had the crunchy bits.

“Need a hand?” Sabine asked, coming over to her with a shop basket that contained a leash and collar already.

“Yes, thank you,” Marinette replied, dumping her armload of supplies into the basket. “That’s much better.”

“How’s he doing?” Sabine asked, leaning down to scratch behind Anubis’s head. “Are you enjoying your shopping trip, boy?”

“Please tell her I enjoy it very much,” Anubis said, licking Sabine’s face as he wagged his tail.

Marinette chuckled. “I think he likes it. What else do we need for him?”

“Treats?” Sabine suggested. “And a bed?”

Marinette nodded. “Can’t forget treats. Come on, Anubis.”

His tail kept wagging as he followed Marinette down the next aisle, where he smelled all sorts of tasty treats in plasticy bags. He sniffed deeply before turning his head to something that smelled of steak. “I want this one.”

Marinette picked up the bag. “Yeah, this looks good. A couple bags of these, mom?” 

Sabine nodded. “And that just leaves a bed. It’ll have to be something big for him …”

Anubis turned. He’d seen the beds elsewhere in the store, so he trotted back down the aisle to find the large, fluffy cushions, pulling Marinette along with him. 

“Perfect,” Sabine said, coming up behind them and grabbing one of the beds from the rack. “I guess that’s all we need, then.”

“Yeah,” Marinette said. “I’ll wait with Anubis while you pay?”

Sabine nodded. “Take him outside. He seemed to like sniffing around out there.”

Marinette glanced at the dog as her mother walked away and asked quietly, “Are you okay going outside?”

“I’m all right with it,” Anubis replied, wagging his tail as he walked towards the door. 

Marinette walked outside with Anubis, and walked right into a very large man, who greeted her with a grunt.

“Oh, um, sorry,” Marinette said, recognizing the man as Adrien’s bodyguard. She didn’t know his name, just that Adrien always referred to him as the Gorilla.

“Marinette?” a familiar voice asked from behind the Gorilla, and Adrien stepped around the man, the blond model smiling brightly at her, looking as perfect and wonderful as ever. 

“H-hi, Adrien!” Marinette said, giving a small wave. “What, um, what are you doing here?” She could speak more easily to him than normal, some of that tension she normally had around him gone, fucked out of her earlier.

“I needed to pick up a new fencing foil,” Adrien replied, gesturing to the sports supply store that was beside the pet supply store. “Why are you – you have a dog? ”

Anubis strolled over to the blond boy, giving him a sniff. He smelled like cheese and … the Master . Anubis hadn’t smelled the kwami of destruction for an even longer time than he’d been away from the Madame, but like the Madame, he would never forget that scent.. The boy was good looking, too, the kind of boy that Anubis enjoyed introducing to his cock, but far more interesting was that scent of kwami and how flustered Miss Marinette was around him. Anubis wanted to know more about this blond boy.

Adrien chuckled as the large dog sniffed him and circled around him. He patted Anubis’s head with a grin. “He’s cute. What’s his name?”

“Oh, uh, Banu–I mean, Anubis,” Marinette replied. “And yeah, we got a dog. He’s, um, he’s a good, um boy?”

“I bet he is,” Adrien said, kneeling down so he could get a better look at Anubis. “I’m surprised you got a pet at all. I thought you couldn’t have one with the bakery?”

Marinette shrugged. “Mom changed her mind.”

Adrien just smiled, and looked right into Anubis’s eyes. “You take good care of Marinette, okay, boy? She’s one of my closest friends.”

Anubis licked his nose.

Adrien laughed, as the Gorilla cleared his throat, prompting the model to stand up. “I guess I need to get going. But, mind if I come by sometime? We could hang out with your dog.”

“That’d great be!” Marinette said quickly, before cringing at herself. “I mean, yeah! Let’s do that!”

As Adrien walked away, Anubis looked up at Marinette. “That is the boy you love?” he asked.

Marinette nodded. “He’s amazing …”

“He smells like cheese,” Anubis replied. “I like him.” He wanted to say more, and ask why she hadn’t mentioned the Master or anything about the boy’s other identity, but he felt the tickle of magic at the back of his throat, theatening to prevent words from coming out. He knew from experience he would just let out bubbles instead, and the feeling was not pleasant.

“I like him too,” Marinette murmured, as her mother walked out of the store carrying full bags.

“All right, we’re all set,” Sabine said, setting down the bags to rummage through one of them. “First things first, let’s get a proper collar and leash on him before we bring him home.

Anubis held his head high as Sabine slipped the collar around his neck and clipped the leash to it. He couldn’t stop his tail from wagging at the action. He tried to be a dignified dog at moments like these – he understood that the collar symbolized he was truly accepted into the family. But he was just so happy to be home with the Madame! And the Mistress!

“So, was that Adrien I saw you talking to?” Sabine asked teasingly as they walked back to the house.

Marinette blushed and nodded. “Yeah. He, uh, he called me one of his closest friends.”

“Sounds like he’s pretty fond of you,” Sabine replied.

Marinette just blushed harder, a smile on her face that stayed all the way back to the house.

When they entered back into their house, Marinette unclipped the leash from Anubis’s collar, letting him roam free. However, he sat right beside her, looking up at her as his tail wagged against the floor.

“So … now what?” Marinette asked. “We have a dog.”

“I could give you more pleasure,” Anubis said, nudging his head against her hip. 

Marinette just blushed slightly as she looked at her mother. “I was planning to work on that dress I’m designing, but I don’t know if there’s anything else we need to do?”

Sabine shrugged before putting down the bags. “We’ll need to feed him at some point, and I’m sure he’ll let us know when he’s hungry. We both know he’s not exactly a normal dog.”

Anubis nodded in agreement.

“But the things like his bed, and his food bowl, we can set those up later,” Sabine continued. “I’d like to bring Anubis to my room, if he wants. You can still work on your design, if you want to.”

Anubis stood up and walked over to Sabine, pressing his nose between her legs shamelessly.

Sabine’s eyes fluttered closed as she bit back a moan. “Come on, boy, save it for the bedroom.” She gave the dog a pat on the head before turning and walking up the stairs to her room. 

Marinette watched in disbelief as her mother walked away to have sex with an animal. “I really didn’t need to know that,” she muttered as she opened one of the shopping bags, pulling out the large dog bed. “Anyways … Tikki, where do you think this should go?”

Tikki flew out of Marinette’s purse and looked around the room. “Hmm … by the couch?”

“Yeah,” Marinette agreed, moving the bed over to the sitting area and setting it down, positioning it just right. She spent a few minutes unpacking the rest of the supplies they’d gotten, setting the food and water bowls in the kitchen, creating a pile of toys by the stairs. When she finished, she headed up the stairs to her own room, intending to work on her designs.

That route took her past her mother’s bedroom, where she could hear Sabine moaning with pleasure.

“I don’t know how I’m ever going to get used to that,” Marinette murmured as she walked past.

Marinette tried to put the thought of her mother having sex out of her mind as she entered her bedroom. She sat at her desk, pulled out her sketchbook, and began to work on her design.

A long, flowing skirt. A fitted bodice. Sleeves? No sleeves? She’d drawn and erased different sleeves so many times that she’d nearly lost count, and the paper was wearing thin.

Maybe straps? She sketched a thin line before leaning back in her chair and closing her eyes, picturing herself wearing the dress. She imagined herself at a fancy ball, dancing with Adrien, his hands warm as he held her. One strap would slip from her shoulder, just slightly, and he’d put it back in place for her. Or, maybe, he’d be the one pulling that strap down her shoulder, as he tugged the bodice down, undressing her …

Marinette smiled, letting her mind slip into this fantasy. She thought of Adrien kissing her, Adrien trailing his hand down her body … Anubis licking along the side of her neck …

Her eyes flew open with a frustrated groan. She couldn’t even just think about Adrien without her horny mind thinking about Anubis again? Maybe Tikki was right. She was pent up. And now she had the perfect way to get rid of her frustration just downstairs – with her mother .

Marinette sighed, closing her sketchbook and standing up. Her mother couldn’t just hog Anubis all day, really. It wouldn’t hurt to go down there, knock first , and ask Anubis to come pay her a visit once he was done. And then, maybe, she’d be able to focus on her designs.

She walked out of her room, heading downstairs to her mother’s room. She knocked on the door, and it swung open, revealing Anubis and Sabine.

Anubis stood on the bed, his rear to the door but his tail lifted, allowing Marinette to see between his legs where his thick cock was standing hard, his heavy balls swinging as he moved. His head was lowered, between Sabine’s legs, as he licked at her bared pussy. Sabine was sitting at the head of the bed, her legs splayed for Anubis to get to her pussy. Her shirt was still on, but she had one hand pushed up it, massaging her own breast while her other hand held Anubis’s head in place.

Marinette watched for a moment, shocked at the sight before her. She wasn’t even sure why she was shocked – she knew what they were doing! But she still wasn’t prepared to see it. She stood there silently, the only sounds in the room the sound of Anubis’s tongue dipping into Sabine’s cunt and Sabine’s lustful moans.

When Sabine noticed her daughter standing in the doorway, she sat up slightly, but didn’t bother to push Anubis away. “Do you need – nngh – need something?”

“I just wanted to, um, ask Anubis to come up to my room when you’re done,” Marinette replied.

Anubis paused his licking long enough to reply, “I will be there.”

“Sweetie, if you want to spend time with him, you don’t need to wait,” Sabine said. “I’m sure he’s a talented enough dog to make sure we’re both satisfied. Besides, I’m your mother, I’ve seen you naked before.”

Marinette hesitated. “Isn’t that, um, not … normal?”

Sabine chuckled. “Neither is having sex with a dog. You don’t have to do anything you’re uncomfortable with, Marinette, but I don’t want you to feel like you’re being left out, either.”

Marinette stood in the doorway a moment longer, considering her mother’s offer. She was surprised at herself that she considered it at all, but … the wet sounds of Anubis’s tongue were erotic, and the sight of his cock was making it hard to think straight. She wanted relief, badly … and she did trust her mother.

She slowly walked towards the bed, and stood by the side of the mattress as she slipped off her pants and underwear, leaving them in a pile on the floor. She sat on the bed, facing away from her mother, before reaching over to wrap a hand around Anubis’s ignored cock.

“That’s it,” Sabine murmured, glancing over at her daughter. The young woman really had filled out nicely as she’d grown up, and she clearly had no hesitation in handling a nice, thick cock. “Mmm,” she moaned as Anubis pressed his tongue more firmly against her folds. “His licking is – ah! – more intense when you touch him …”

Marinette bit her lip as she stroked Anubis, her hand moving along that thick shaft. She kept her eyes on him, pointedly looking away from her mother, but she couldn’t ignore Sabine’s cries of pleasure. She let her palm rub over the pointed tip of his cock, some slick from his sheath and his precum combined smearing against her hand, before she rubbed back along his shaft, her hand moving more freely with a little lubrication. She marveled at how big his cock was, absently pressing a hand to her own stomach as she realized just how much dick had been inside her. How had it felt so good , filling her up like that? She was amazed it fit at all.

Anubis thrust his hips forward, against her hand, as his head dipped lower, his tongue pushing inside Sabine’s pussy. He swirled his tongue around in her, tasting her musky sweetness, as he nosed at her clit, making her shiver and groan with pleasure.

“That’s a good boy,” she cooed, one hand on his head as she bucked her hips up into his mouth, not caring that her daughter was watching her, almost subconsciously hoping her daughter was watching her. “Right there – yes – fuck! ”

Anubis licked and drank Sabine’s release, continuing to lick her through her orgasm and after, until the woman pushed him away with a shaking hand. He placed a few more licks along her inner thighs before turning his attention to Marinette.

He was used to being used by multiple lovers at once, and he was skilled at dividing his attention evenly. He smiled at Marinette, panting slightly as he said, “It’s your turn.”

Marinette couldn’t respond to him, couldn’t let on that she could understand his words, but she smiled slightly as she kept stroking him. He stepped closer to her, nosing at the hem of her shirt before lightly biting it to pull it up and over her head.

She let go of him long enough to pull off her shirt and bra, tossing them aside, and then went back to stroking his cock, her grip firmer as his tongue went to her breast, licking at her exposed nipple as it peaked beneath his tongue. He lavished attention on one breast, then the other, as Marinette’s strokes on his cock grew more eager and frantic, her desperation and need growing.

Sabine smiled as she watched this. Her little girl was getting needy, and really, it was her job as her mother to make sure she knew what to do with a stud like Anubis. So she shifted on the bed slightly, pulling off her own shirt before moving a hand to pet against Anubis’s side. “Can you lie on your back?” she asked. “I think I know how you can make Marinette happy … and I can take care of you .”

Anubis pulled back from Marinette long enough to roll onto his back, his legs splayed out slightly, his cock standing straight up. His thick shaft was even more impressive like this, standing out from his body, a beacon drawing both women’s eyes. 

Sabine licked her lips, looking at the thick shaft, the pointed tip, already slick. She wanted to dive in, start sucking that magnificent cock, but first, she said, “Marinette, go ahead and sit on his face.”

“What?” Marinette asked, staring at her mother in shock. “I – what?”

“Position yourself over his muzzle, and let him lick you,” Sabine directed. “You’ll enjoy it, I promise. I’ll take care of his cock in the meantime.”

Marinette glanced over at Anubis, who gave her an eager nod. She sighed, and moved to straddle his large head, lowering her pussy to his muzzle.

Anubis darted out his tongue and met her partway, licking at the seam of her pussy. She tasted somewhat sweeter than her mother, a delectable treat that he wanted to savor. He couldn’t quite kiss her lower lips, but he could continue to lick her, and rub his nose against the swell of her ass, as she lowered herself fully and ground against his muzzle.

At the same time, Sabine took the tip of Anubis’s cock into her mouth, expertly swirling her tongue around the tip. She continued to stroke his shaft, jerking him off into her mouth, her hand meeting her lips with each stroke. 

Marinette moaned with pleasure, her hips moving on their own as she rubbed herself against his muzzle. His tongue felt so nice licking against her folds, spreading her open, and she let herself get lost in the sensation, her sighs and gasps of pleasure falling from her lips.

Anubis suddenly opened his mouth, and Marinette gasped as suddenly she felt the warmth of his mouth enveloping her pussy, his tongue slipping inside her. His teeth grazed against her, but he was so gentle, the sensation only added to her pleasure.

Sabine took the opportunity to take more of Anubis’s cock into her mouth, beginning to bob her head as she sucked and licked at him. His cockhead hit the back of her throat, but she took him as far as she could, just slightly deeper each time. Her strokes with her hand grew shallower as the bobs of her head grew deeper.

Anubis enjoyed every second of this pleasure, the feeling of one beautiful woman presenting her pussy to him, letting him taste and lick her, plunge his tongue deep into her and enjoy how wonderfully wet she became. He also enjoyed the feeling of another beautiful woman on his cock, taking just over half his length into her throat and sucking hard, letting her throat tighten and constrict around him as she drew back so he could feel her throat and tongue dragging along his shaft. 

Marinette rested her hands on her thighs for balance, squeezing her hands into fists as she was overcome with pleasure. She could feel Anubis’s hot breath against her folds, his tongue squirming and wiggling inside her, stimulating every part of her pussy at once as he tasted her wetness. She moved her hips slightly, whimpering as she felt the base of his tongue brush up against her clit, and she came suddenly, crying out with pleasure as the sensations washed over her.

Sabine didn’t look up, but smiled around Anubis’s cock as she heard the sounds of her daughter’s orgasm. She found herself becoming wet again on hearing the lewd moans that Marinette made – although, the rather large cock in her throat had something to do with that as well. She wanted to see what her daughter looked like as she came, wanted to see just how lewd her little girl could be.

If she was thinking straight, she never would have thought of Marinette like this. But being with Anubis brought out all her deepest, hidden desires, even those she kept hidden from herself. 

Sabine slid her hand further down Anubis’s cock, reaching to his knot and squeezing. She became a little sloppier, a little more desperate as she bobbed her head, wanting to make the dog cum in her mouth. She’d already felt how good the cum felt in her womb, so now she wanted it in her belly. She’d waited for Marinette to have her orgasm, so now, she was going to get what she wanted. Besides, if Marinette was still needy, Mommy could take care of her. Sabine shifted her legs together, not thinking any more down that road but realizing just how wet the idea made her.

Anubis continued licking Marinette even after making her cum, until she moved to the side, lying in a satisfied heap on the bed to catch her breath. He then laid back, closed his eyes, and enjoyed the blowjob from Sabine. She was definitely skilled with her mouth, swirling her tongue around his cock, continuing to wiggle it against his shaft as the pointed head of his cock invaded her throat. And when she grabbed his knot and squeezed – it was clear she knew what she was doing, and exactly what she wanted. 

Anubis came with a grunt, his seed spilling down Sabine’s throat, straight into her stomach. She pulled back as he came, so his cum splashed over her tongue, and she could taste the musky bitterness of his cum, a unique flavor. She’d always loved the taste of animal cum, the muskiness of doggie cum specifically, but Anubis had something special to him. Something salty? Sweet? She couldn’t say exactly what the taste was, but it was something she knew she wanted to taste so much more of in the future.

When she let his cock fall away from her lips, she kept her mouth tightly closed, the last spurt of cum staying on her tongue. She leaned over to Marinette, still lying on the bed, and placed a hand on her daughter’s cheek.

Marinette lifted her head, looking at her mother quizzically, and then found herself kissing her own mother. She gasped in surprise, and felt her mother’s tongue and a rush of doggie cum in her own mouth, swirling around her own tongue. 

She didn’t know why, but she didn’t pull away. Instead, she closed her eyes and kissed her mother back, pushing some of that cum back into her mouth, wrestling her tongue against her mother’s. The two women drew closer to each other as they kissed, Marinette’s breasts brushing against Sabine’s, their moans muffled against each other’s lips, until they finally pulled apart, a string of cum and drool connecting their reddened lips.

“Mom?” Marinette asked unsurely, the one word conveying so many questions. What just happened? Why did Sabine kiss her? Why did she like it?

Sabine leaned forward and kissed her again, a soft, gentle kiss this time. “It’s all right,” she murmured. “We’re only doing what you feel comfortable with.”

Marinette nodded, before glancing over to Anubis, seeing his cock still hard. “I … think he can keep going,” she said, knowing that with Tikki’s magic, he probably had no refractory period.

“I can go as long as you’d like,” Anubis confirmed, turning to stand on all fours again.

Sabine grinned. “Then, let me teach you how to properly get fucked by a dog.”

“What do you mean?” Marinette asked.

Sabine chuckled. “They don’t call it doggy style for nothing, dear. Come on, all on fours.”

Marinette moved so she was on her hands and knees on the mattress. “I feel kind of silly …”

“You won’t, once he mounts you,” Sabine replied. She moved her hands to her daughter’s hips, sliding them down her thighs and nudging her legs apart. “Here. Now, lean forward, ass up. Anubis is a smart dog, and I’m sure he can fuck you in any position, but this is the most natural for a dog.”

“It is?” Marinette asked as she leaned forward slightly, tilting her hips up so her ass was in the air, her pussy open and exposed.

Sabine couldn’t help but trail one finger along the seam of her daughter’s pussy, making Marinette shudder and moan with pleasure. “It is,” she confirmed. “Now you’re in the position of a bitch ready for breeding. His instincts should take over from here.”

Anubis knew this was his cue, and moved to stand over Marinette, his front paws caging in her upper body as his cock rested against her ass. He pulled back slightly so he could let his cock slide against her folds before resting it against the swell of her ass again.

“Now, a dog doesn’t have thumbs, so it may take him a few tries to get into your pussy,” Sabine explained. “You can usually just reach back and guide him in. But this time, I’ll help.”

She wrapped a hand around the base of Anubis’s cock and gently began to guide him. The pointed tip of his cock rubbed at Marinette’s folds, seeking out her entrance, until finally, he slipped just inside her.

“ Ohh ,” Marinette moaned. “That feels – fu-feels so good …” 

Sabine chuckled. “Marinette, we literally just shared our dog lover’s cum . It’s okay to swear in front of me.”

“ Fuck that’s good!” Marinette cried, pushing her hips back so even more of Anubis’s cock slipped inside her. “So big … feels like he’s stretching me out …”

“He is ,” Sabine confirmed. She had a great view of this, of Anubis’s cock stretching her daughter’s tight pussy. Marinette’s cunt formed a slick seal around his cock, and seemed to drag against him as he pulled back to thrust into her again.

“Fuck me,” Marinette moaned, feeling Anubis’s cockhead scrape against her pussy, hitting deep inside her, even deeper than he’d been earlier. “Fuck me, Anubis, fuck me hard!” She felt him somewhere behind her navel, his cock pushing at the bottom of her stomach. It was an odd sensation, but one that had her pushing her hips back against the dog, seeking out more of his cock prodding her insides.

“That’s good,” Sabine murmured, encouraging her. “Tell him what you want him to do.”

“I want – nngh – I want him to fuck me and fill me with his cum!” Marinette cried out. “I want him to make me come so hard I don’t care about anything anymore!”

Anubis obliged, and on cue slammed into her, fucking her hard and rough. He made sure to keep his knot from going into her, however – he didn’t want to break the poor girl by knotting her so soon, as she was already being filled so deeply in this position. But the way she clenched around his cock, the way her pussy gripped him and pulled him in tight, he wasn’t going to stop himself if she asked for his knot.

“The only downside of this position is that you don’t get as much stimulation to your clit,” Sabine said as she watched her daughter get fucked by a dog. “You can reach back and finger yourself, or Anubis could pin you to the floor and grind your little clit against it. Or …She slid her hand beneath Marinette, between her legs, and found the hard bud of her clit, just above her stretched open pussy. “Someone else can touch you,” Sabine murmured into her daughter’s ear. She rubbed her fingers against that bud, enjoying the way Marinette moaned with pleasure, the way her body shook and quivered as she came again, from Anubis’s cock and her own mother’s fingers.

“Did you feel his knot earlier?” Sabine asked. “When I caught you, with your pussy leaking so much cum … dogs can only come when their knot is stimulated, you know. Did your little cunt get stretched out around his thick knot?”

“Yes,” Marinette moaned out in response. “Yes, he knotted me, he fucked me and knotted me, made me keep coming on his knot!”

“You really are your mother’s daughter,” Sabine said with a smile. “One taste of dog cock and you’re addicted, just like I was. But I’m sure you don’t want to be stuck on his knot every time – like now, since I want to ride that thick doggie cock once you’re done …”

“Y-yeah?” Marinette asked, struggling to follow her mother’s words as she came again, her orgasm so strong that her pussy clamped around Anubis’s cock for a moment, keeping him in place before letting him fuck her again.

“See, dogs need to feel pressure around the knot to cum,” Sabine explained, moving her other hand so her fingers brushed against Anubis’s knot. “So if you don’t want him to force that knot inside you, you’ll need to apply that pressure some other way.”

“O-okay,” Marinette murmured. She looked down at herself, seeing Anubis’s cock going inside her, and her mother’s hand on his knot.

“If you just squeeze his knot a little bit – like this,” Sabine continued, gently squeezing her hand around him, providing a rhythmic pressure. “You can milk your lover to cum whenever you want.”

Anubis fucked harder, lowering his head to nuzzle against Marinette’s face. He knew he wasn’t knotting her, but the feeling was close enough for his body, and a moment later, he felt that telltale tug in his balls that meant he was going to come. He thrust forward again, one final time as he came, erupting into Marinette, filling her thoroughly with his seed. He let out a satisfied grunt as he felt his cock pulsing inside her, as he felt her pussy clenching around him, practically milking him of every drop of cum. He gave Marinette a soft lick on the nose before he pulled out of her.

“Still hard,” Sabine murmured, moving her hand from Anubis’s knot to run along his shaft, still covered with Marinette’s slick. Her pussy clenched around nothing at the thought of riding that same cock. “Anubis, can you get on your back again for me?”

“What are you doing?” Marinette asked as Anubis rolled over. She was still panting, catching her breath, as cum leaked out of her pussy.

“I’m going to ride him,” Sabine said simply. “I want to show you a different position that you can try with him. This will give you a little more control on how deep he is inside you.” She moved to straddle Anubis’s cock, leaning down to hold him steady, as she lowered onto him. She moaned with pleasure as she felt his cock spearing her open, filling her with that shaft still wet from her daughter.

Marinette watched in amazement, seeing her mother’s pussy spread apart to make room for Anubis’s thick cock. She watched as Sabine’s opening stretched and took that cock in, and how the lips dragged against the shaft as she pulled up slightly.

Sabine groaned as she felt Anubis’s cock entering her, slowly pushing deep inside her. When she was about two-thirds down his shaft, she felt her pussy stretched wide, his cock hitting about the same spot her husband’s cock once reached. “If I wanted to, I could just ride this much of him,” she explained, her words punctuated with soft groans. “But I do want to feel all of him, so I’m just going to lower – down …” She let her hips move lower, feeling the dog’s cock pressing deep into her, bottoming out as her hips met his.

Anubis was content to lie there and let Sabine use his cock. He could really compare the two women, now that he had them one right after the other. Marinette was tighter than Sabine, a younger pussy that seemed a bit more elastic, but Sabine’s pussy was snug around him, squeezing as his cock settled in her, gripping as she pulled back. Where Marinette’s pussy was slick and tight, taking some force to push through it, Sabine’s was sticky, clinging to him as it  pulsed around him. 

Sabine brought one hand up to her breast as she bounced on Anubsis’s cock, fondling her chest as she rode the dog. She moaned as she rolled one nipple between her fingers and ground her hips down, grinding her clit against Anubis’s knot.

“Fuck, such a thick cock,” she groaned out. She leaned forward, rubbing one hand against Anubis’s furry chest. “Is good … let me just keep going … gonna ride this cock till I – aah! ”

Marinette watched, wide-eyed, as her mother came, her body quivering, her head tossing back in pleasure. Her hips moved faster as she fucked herself on Anubis’s cock, desperate for more stimulation. Her body tensed, and then stilled suddenly as she came again , a wave of pleasure washing over her. 

Sabine slammed her hips down, feeling that knot bashing against her pussy. She wanted to feel it inside her now – it was her turn to be knotted. She denied herself feeling that before, not wanting to be caught, but now , she wanted to feel it. Her pussy ached for that feeling of being spread so wide, almost to its breaking point, filled with a thick dog’s knot. She ground against the knot, spreading her slick on it, opening herself up with every–little–motion– until his knot pushed inside her.

Anubis was briefly aware of Sabine’s orgasm, her pussy pulsing and clenching around his cock, as he released into her, spurt after spurt of his cum shooting directly into her womb. His eyes shut in pleasure as he felt her clinging tight around his cock and knot, practically milking every last drop out of him.

Sabine sighed with pleasure, body still trembling slightly as she moved off of Anubis, letting him follow his instinct and rotate. She lay on the bed as he stood guard, catching her breath and letting reality catch up with her.

Marinette finally shook out of her stupor, crawling across the bed to Anubis. “You really are amazing,” she whispered, one hand under his chin, gently drawing his attention.

“Thank you, Miss Marinette,” he replied.

And then Marinette kissed him, the way she’d seen her mother kiss him, allowing his tongue in her mouth and returning the kiss with the passion of a lover. She sucked his tongue, just for a moment, before pulling away with a bashful smile.

She moved to lie down beside Sabine, and kissed her mother the same way, a passionate kiss with their tongues twining together, pressing her nude body against her mother’s.

“I think I’m going to like having a dog,” Marinette murmured as she pulled away.

Sabine smiled. “I think he’s going to be a wonderful addition to the family.”

Chapter Text

Marinette awoke the next morning feeling very, very good. She was cozy in her bed, wrapped in soft blankets, only a bit of warm sun on her face from her skylight, and there was a tongue between her legs, lapping at her pussy, working her up.

“Mm, Adrien,” she murmured, her half-asleep brain telling her that’s who was between her legs. But as the licking continued, she realized – there’s no way Adrien would be in her bedroom, and even if he was, there was no way he’d just start eating her out. As much as she might want that.

So … who was?

A cold, wet nose suddenly pressed against her clit as that tongue worked its way inside her, licking at the walls of her pussy. Marinette let out a sound somewhere between a shriek of surprise and a moan of pleasure as she threw off the covers.

“Anubis!” she cried, her voice still that mix of surprise and pleasure as she looked down between her legs. “What are you – how did you get up the ladder to the bed?”

Anubis lifted up his head, his tongue leaving her pussy. “Good morning, Mistress! I climbed.”

As he returned to eating her out, Marinette laid her head back down on the pillow and tried to picture how, exactly, a dog climbed up a ladder. She couldn’t quite figure that out, but it didn’t matter as Anubis was thrusting his tongue in and out of her, fucking her with his tongue while his warm mouth enveloped her pussy, his teeth very lightly scraping against her and making her shiver.

She pressed her hips up, pushing into the warm, wonderful feeling of Anubis’s mouth on her. His tongue lashing against her was working her up to an orgasm – every lap and lick bringing her closer and closer to the edge.

But right as she was about to get there – a scream rang from outside. 

Marinette groaned. “Sorry, Anubis, I need to go handle that.” She gently pushed him away before pulling up her pants and crying out, “Tikki, spots on!”

Anubis lifted his head, wagging his tail as Ladybug opened the hatch above her bed, ready to head out and fight. “Mistress, I can help!”

“No,” Ladybug said, her face serious as she paused, halfway out the hatch. “I don’t want you getting hurt. I can handle an akuma.”

“I can help,” Anubis insisted, his ears lying flat on his head. “I am here to help you, Mistress.”

Ladybug groaned, looking back at him, then looking out towards her skylight, towards the screams. “I don’t – I can’t talk about this right now, Anubis! I have to go. I’ll be back.”

She jumped out the skylight, heading through the city towards the source of the sound.

Shortly after, Anubis leapt out onto her balcony, growing in size suddenly. He became 2 feet taller, his fur shortening to show off the muscles beneath the skin. The pattern of black fur over his base coat of brown changed, turning to ferocious stripes along his body, jagged edges that gave him an intimidating look. The fur around his eyes became a black domino mask as well. His teeth grew sharper, and his eyes seemed more intense, an aura of war in them. Once transformed, he leapt from the building, following Ladybug towards the screams.

Ladybug arrived at Place de la Concorde, landing on top of a building. She looked around, taking in the sight of various civilians trapped in cages, rattling at the bars and calling for help.

Chat Noir landed on the rooftop next to her. “My Lady, good to see you as always. What’s going on here?”

“I’m not sure yet,” Ladybug replied, shaking her head. “I can see that people are trapped, but I don’t know why – haven’t gotten a view of the akuma yet.”

“Could it maybe be that giant dog over there?” Chat asked, pointing off to the side. 

Ladybug turned her head to see a massive dog leaping over rooftops, heading right for them. She frowned – it didn’t look like Anubis, but how many magical dogs could be in Paris? “I’m not sure,” she said. 

“How can you not be sure?” Chat asked. “It’s coming right for us! ” He moved between her and the dog, spinning his pole around defensively. 

“Wait!” Ladybug cried, stepping in front of him to prevent him from hurting the dog. Just as she suspected, the large dog bounded towards them and stopped right in front of her, sitting down and speaking to her.

“I told you I can help, Mistress,” Anubis said, his tail wagging.

Ladybug smiled. “You really are an unusual dog. I knew you were magic, but … superpowers? Wow.”

“Uh, what’s going on?” Chat asked, shrinking his staff and attaching it to his belt. “You know this dog?”

“This is Anubis,” Ladybug said, stepping to the side so Chat could see the dog better. “And Anubis, this is –”

“The Master,” Anubis interrupted, stretching into a bow. “I knew it would not be long before I saw you.”

Chat furrowed his brow in confusion. “It’s almost like he’s trying to talk.”

“He is,” Ladybug confirmed. She felt a strange sense of magic in her fingertips, a knowledge somehow that she was certain that she could make Chat understand the dog. She reached out to Chat, brushing her hand on his arm, and she felt the magic transfer to him. “Talk to him now.”

“Uh … hi, dog?” Chat said unsurely, lifting his hand in a small wave. “Good dog?”

“Hello, Master,” Anubis replied, staying in that low bow. “It is wonderful to meet you. And please, call me Abuwtuyuw in this form, or Abu if you must.”

Chat jumped back slightly. “The dog talks,” he said. “That – that is a talking dog. And you’re okay with this?”

Ladybug nodded. “His name’s Anubi– I mean, Abu. He’s been sort of … blessed, I guess is the right term, by Tikki, so he’s magical now. And he’s here to help us.”

“That’s right,” Anubis confirmed, wagging his tail and sitting up, his tongue lolling out of his mouth. 

“Huh,” Chat said, extending his staff so he could casually lean against it. “I just met a dog named Anubis the other day. That one didn’t talk , though. Anyways, Abu, welcome to the team. You can call me Chat Noir, no need for that Master stuff.”

“I would prefer to call you Master, as you are the partner of the Mistress,” Anubis replied, before turning to face out over the city. “What evil are we fighting?”

“Whatever’s putting these people in cages,” Ladybug said, looking back out over the square. “Can you see anything?”

“No,” Anubis replied, sniffing the air, “but I can smell evil. This way.”

He leapt from the rooftop, landing on a nearby building, following the bitter, rank scent of evil he smelled in the air. It had been a while since he smelled this – a scent that came with someone using a Miraculous wrong – but he could never forget it. It was like the bitter scent of sweat and rotten meat mixed with rancid water. He followed the scent till he found the heroes.

They gathered on the next roof to see a man dressed like a magician with a cape, top hat, and rabbit ears, waving a magician’s wand and making cages appear out of thin air, trapping passerby. “Let’s see how you like being on display!” he cried with a loud, villainous laugh.

“Okay, that’s definitely our guy,” Chat Noir said, planting his staff in front of him and leaning on it, both hands over the top. “What’s the plan, my Lady?”

“The akuma’s probably in his wand,” she replied, a hand under her chin as she came up with her plan. “We’ll need to get that away from him. If you can distract him –”

Before she could finish saying her plan, Anubis leapt off the roof with a growl, running at full speed towards the villain. He bit the cape, pulling his head back to yank the akuma to the ground. He then grabbed the wand between his teeth and brought it back to Ladybug, wagging his tail as he jumped up to the roof and dropped it at her feet.

“Or, that works,” Ladybug said, breaking the wand apart and letting the purple akuma fly out. “Time to de-evilize!”

She caught the akuma in her yo-yo, purifying it and releasing it as a white butterfly. She tossed her yo-yo up into the air, sending out a swarm of ladybugs that undid the villain’s transformation, and released the citizens from their cages.

“Well, that was easy,” Chat Noir said, reaching out a hand to scratch behind Anubis’s ear. “Who’s a good crime-fighting dog? You are!”

“I am a very good boy,” Anubis replied, his tail wagging.

Ladybug rolled her eyes. “I figured you would hate dogs.”

“You have some very narrow-minded views about cats, my Lady,” Chat said, giving Anubis one final scratch before standing up straight. “I’m fine with dogs, especially when they kick butt like that, and are on our side.”

“You two are a perfect match,” Anubis said, looking between the two of them. “Are you mated?”

“N-no, of course not!” Ladybug cried, glancing over at Chat. “We’re – no! ”

“Me- owch , you didn’t have to be so defensive about it, my Lady,” Chat said, chuckling. “But no, as awesome as we are together, we’re not together together.” 

“Besides,” Ladybug said, crossing her arms over her chest, “I like someone else. So, it would never work.”

“No, you don’t,” Anubis replied, frustrated by the obvious. “He is the same one you introduced me to yesterday, the boy you said you love. I recognize his scent.” He wondered why saying this was allowed, without magical bubbles preventing him from speaking. Perhaps he was being just indirect enough it was able to work. “You two are meant to be together. It would be so easy if you simply admitted it.”

The color drained from Ladybug’s face as Chat’s eyes widened. He stared at her as the pieces clicked together in his mind – he’d only met one dog yesterday. And it had been owned by … “Marinette?”

“No,” Ladybug said, crossing her arms over her head like she could hide from the truth. “No no nononono this is not happening right now. I’m not – you’re not Adrien, you can’t be!”

Chat looked around them. “We should probably talk about this somewhere else. But Ma–my Lady, we need to talk.”

“You’re right,” Ladybug said, frozen with her arms folded over her head. “Y-yeah. You’re right. Somewhere else.”

“I will go home so you can talk,” Anubis said, before turning tail and leaping from the roof.

Chat held out a hand to Ladybug. “Can you follow me?”

Ladybug nodded stiffly, and the two of them jumped off the roof, heading through the city until they landed on top of Montparnasse Tower, so high above the people below that they wouldn’t be seen. Only then did Ladybug speak, “So you’re … Adrien.”

“I’ve wanted to tell you for so long,” Chat replied, stepping close and taking her hands in his. “Marinette.”

“It’s dangerous to know,” she said, taking a step backwards. “We can’t – I didn’t want to know this!”

“I know,” he said, even though he was still smiling. “But we can’t un -know the truth. And what’s the worst that’ll happen? We know we can stand up to Hawkmoth.”

“Try the end of the world?” Ladybug said wryly, before leaning against a vent. 

Chat frowned. “I think you might be exaggerating a bit.”

Ladybug shook her head. “Bunnyx – there was one time I slipped up before. I told – well, you my identity. And Bunnyx brought me to the future. Where you were akumatized. You’d destroyed everything . I’ve been –” she brought her hands to her face, wiping away tears. “So scared.”

Chat stepped forward, wrapping his arms around her. “Hey,” he said softly. “I’m not going to be akumatized. If it was going to happen, wouldn’t Bunnyx have stopped it already?”

“I – I guess so,” Ladybug replied, unconsciously leaning into his embrace. “But even so – you being Adrien , that’s – that’s just – impossible! ”

“Why?” Chat asked, drawing back with a smirk. “Because you’re in love with me?”

Ladybug frowned. “That dog is only getting dry kibble for a month.” 

“My Lady, you know that I love you,” Chat said softly, still smiling at her as he held onto her upper arms, his expression soft and genuine. “If you love me … what’s stopping us from being together?”

She blushed red, glancing down. “It’s just … it’s easy to talk to you . But I get tongue tied around Adrien and make a fool out of myself.”

Chat chuckled, letting his hands drop from her sides. “I thought you hated me, actually. It’s nice to know that’s not true.”

“Hate you?” she asked, lifting her head. She placed her hands on his cheeks, stepping close. “Adri– Chat , I could never hate you. You’re perfect . You’re sweet, and kind, and you have such a big heart. I love …,” She took a deep breath, her words trembling off. “Spots off.” Marinette looked into Chat Noir’s eyes before saying, “I love you.”

“Claws in,” Chat said, transforming back to Adrien. He placed his hands over Marinette’s, smiling warmly as she blushed. “I love you too.”

Marinette smiled at him, her face a bright red as Adrien leaned closer to her. “Adrien …” she murmured.

“May I?” he asked, so close his lips just barely brushed against hers.

“ Please ,” she replied, and he kissed her.

Marinette looped her arms around Adrien’s neck, reveling in the feeling of his body pressed to hers. She stepped back, and he stepped with her, pressing her against the vent as his lips parted against hers, his tongue darting out to swipe at her lower lip. She opened her mouth against his, and his tongue slid against hers, warm as it explored her mouth.

Marinette could feel heat pooling deep within her. Her face grew even redder, embarrassment washing over her as she realized she was becoming aroused from just kissing Adrien.

They parted for air, and Adrien murmured, “ Marinette ,” his voice so ragged and full of want, that Marinette couldn’t help but pull him back in for another kiss, lips bruising against each other. 

Adrien’s hand cupped the back of her head, a soft cushion against the cold steel wall behind her. His fingers tangled in her hair, slightly tugging, each small motion sending sparks of arousal through her.

Fuck, why was she so horny? She arched her back slightly, her chest pressing against Adrien, savoring every part that touched him. She wanted more contact, more touching, more kissing, more – more!

Adrien seemed to be feeling something similar, as he let out a groan when she nipped at his lower lip and he pressed her more against the vent, his leg slotting between her thighs. She could swear she felt something hard in his sweatpants as she rocked her hips, unconsciously grinding against him.

His free hand moved from its resting place on her hip, sliding up her waist, pushing up the thin fabric of her sleep shirt. His touch was hesitant as his fingers just barely grazed the underside of her breast.

Marinette broke the kiss, gazing at him with lust clear in her eyes, and put her hand over his. She moved his hand higher, so it rested firmly on her breast, and then kissed him again, moaning against his lips as he gently squeezed and massaged her.

Adrien couldn’t believe his luck. Not only was Ladybug Marinette , the cute girl he was friends with, but she was in love with him. She wanted him, too, it seemed. She looked so beautiful like this, lips kiss-swollen, eyes half-lidded, her shirt half off and her body pressed to his as she ground herself against his thigh. He could feel so much warmth between her legs, and fuck he wanted to let her use him till she was done, wanted to see her reach her climax against him.

He leaned in for another kiss, his hand playing with her breast, fingers deftly teasing her nipple. He relished in the soft, gasping moan she made, and he bent his head down, placing kisses on her neck, when – beep beep beep 

His phone’s alarm went off. If he’d been at home, it would be time to wake up. And that meant Nathalie would be entering his room soon to check on him.

“I’m sorry,” he said, pulling back. “I have to go – before anyone realizes I’m gone –”

“It’s okay,” Marinette replied, giving him a soft smile, and another kiss on the lips. “I’ll text you later.”

“We’ll pick this up later,” he promised, wrapping his arms around her waist and pulling her tight against him. 

She blushed, smiling, and leaned close to give him one more kiss before he called for his transformation and jumped away from the rooftop.

Marinette sighed, leaning back against the vent. “Tikki, did that just happen?”

“It did!” Tikki said, giving a happy little swoop in the air. “I’m so proud of you, Marinette!”

“I should get home, though,” Marinette said, standing up straight. “I definitely need to talk to Anubis, though I don’t know if I should scold him or thank him after that . Tikki, spots on!”

As she swung through the city, heading back to her house, Ladybug realized – she was so. Fucking. Horny.

She hadn’t cum from Anubis eating her out that morning, and then with Adrien – she’d been so, so close, but he had to leave. So now, she was frustrated, pent up, and about to explode!

Fuck it. This was the reason Anubis was here, right? As soon as she swung into her bedroom and dropped her transformation, she shed her clothes.

“Anubis,” she begged, finding the dog on her chaise, “I need you. I need to cum so bad. Please, can you …?”

“What about your boyfriend?” Anubis asked, lifting his head.

“He had to go home,” Marinette replied. She got down on her knees, reaching behind herself to spread open her dripping pussy. “Please, I need it!”

“No, you should be with the Master,” Anubis replied, shaking his head as he stood up. “You two are soulmates, and you should be sealing that bond. I will bring you to him.”

“Bring me?” Marinette repeated, glancing over at him.

In response, Anubis nudged his head beneath her belly, easily lifting her onto his back. He bounded up the stairs to her skylight with her strewn nude across his back still.

“Tikki, spots on!” Marinette cried, the fastest way she could figure to get clothing on as she adjusted to a sitting position on Anubis’s back. “Anubis, you’re crazy! You don’t even know where he lives!”

“I can smell him!” Anubis replied, bounding over rooftops. “Besides, you know where he lives, don’t you?”

“W-well, yeah,” Marinette replied, clinging tight to Anubis’s back. “You’re going the right way.”

“I know,” Anubis replied. He came to a stop about a block away from Adrien’s house, resting on a rooftop. “The smell is much stronger around here. He must live nearby.”

“That big mansion there,” Marinette said, pointing. “His room is the one with the really big windows.”

Anubis nodded, and then took another leap, diving through one opened window. He landed on the floor of a bedroom, skidding between a sofa and TV in a sitting area.

“Anubis!” Adrien cried, turning from his desk with alarm. “And Ma–Ladybug! Is everything okay?”

“Everything’s fine,’ Ladybug said, her legs slightly shaking as she dismounted from Anubis. “He was just very insistent that we, um, spend more time together.”

Adrien smiled. “He’s a very good dog.”

“I will leave you alone now,” Anubis said, heading towards the door of the bedroom. “Can someone let me out, please?”

“Uh, my father will have a meltdown if he finds you walking around the house,” Adrien said, standing up and walking towards Anubis. “Isn’t there anywhere else you can go?”

“Don’t worry,” Anubis said, his tail wagging. “I will smell anyone before they see me. I am a very good boy after all.”

Adrien shrugged. “All right, if you’re sure …” He opened the bedroom door, letting Anubis trot out.

“So, um,” Marinette said, shifting from foot to foot as Adrien closed the door, “do you want to pick up where we left off?”

Adrien walked over to her, pressed his hands to her cheeks, and pulled her in for a passionate kiss. She responded eagerly, sliding her tongue against his. He ran one hand down her side, fingers grazing against her breast before sliding down to her hip. He paused there, hand lingering for a moment, before he dared to push his touch further down and grabbed her ass, feeling the curve of it against his palm.

Marinette let out a squeak of surprise before melting into his touch, pressing her body against him. Carefully, slowly, she slid a hand down his chest, reaching underneath his shirt and tracing her fingers against his skin. The magical fabric of her glove still separated them, but she could feel him warm against her touch anyways.

Adrien pulled away from the kiss, leaning his forehead against hers. “Would you be more comfortable on the bed?” he asked. “O-or not, whatever you want to do.”

Ladybug smiled. “The bed sounds nice.” She let Adrien take her by the hand and lead her to his bed, where she took a seat. She crossed one leg over the other, looking up at him, and said softly, “Spots off.”

Adrien drew in a soft gasp as he saw Marinette nude before him. His eyes roved over her, soaking in the sight of her hair brushing along bare shoulders, her breasts round and perky, the perfect handfuls, the smooth skin of her stomach, her hips, leading down to wear her legs were crossed.

“I, um, was eager when I got home,” Marinette explained, blushing pink as she tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. “And then I transformed, and … I’m here.”

“You’re here,” Adrien said. He quickly shrugged off his shirt, tossing it to the side. “And I’m overdressed.”

Marinette’s face turned redder, but she smiled as Adrien moved to kneel over her, gently pushing her to lie back against the bed. He kissed her lips, softly, before laying kisses on her neck, down to her chest.

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured before moving his mouth to her breast, hot kisses against her skin. She arched her back, pressing into his touch, as he flicked his tongue over her pebbled nipple.

“Oh, Adrien ,” she breathed. “Is this really happening?”

He lifted his head, smiling gently at her. “I know,” he replied. “It feels like a dream to me, too.” And then he kissed her again, pressing his chest against hers, relishing the feeling of so much skin against skin.

Marinette’s legs fell apart as Adrien’s hips pressed to hers. She could feel the hard bulge of his cock through his sweatpants, rubbing at the apex of her thighs. She shifted her hips up, the folds of her pussy spreading open against him, and bit back a moan at the contact.

“Adrien, please ,” she groaned, rubbing her hips against him again. “I want … I need –”

She was cut off by Adrien’s lips against hers. “I want to,” he murmured in reply. “ Fuck , I want you so badly. But more than that–” He moved his hand lower, his fingers ghosting against her folds. “I want you to feel good.”

He teased her pussy, his fingers just exploring her folds tentatively, trying to find what made her feel good. His finger slid against her slickness, pushing into her, and she moaned , hips bucking up against his touch. “Right there,” she gasped.

Adrien repeated the motion, enjoying the way Marinette writhed beneath him. He pushed a second finger into her, sliding in deeper, and his thumb brushed over her swollen clit. He watched as her body spasmed and quivered at that, listened to her gasping moans as he repeated the motion, over and over again.

“Oh, fuck,” Marinette groaned, reaching down to grab onto his wrist with one hand, the other hand tangling in his sheets. “This feels – oh my god, Adrien! ” She came, slick gushing onto Adrien’s fingers.

He drew his fingers out of her slowly, looking at his hand as he watched a string of juices connecting his fingers to Marinette’s pussy. Curiously, he brought his hand to his mouth and sucked his fingers clean, tasting the slightly sweet flavor of her.

Marinette didn’t think this could get any hotter, but when he licked his fingers, she felt another surge of arousal between her legs. She sat up slightly as she reached for the waistband of Adrien’s pants, tugging them down. “I want to make you feel good,” she said.

She pulled his pants down enough to reveal his cock, standing hard at attention. It was smaller than Anubis’s, but still very impressive at ten inches long, and thicker than her wrist. She felt it wasn’t completely fair to compare a man, even one as awesome as Adrien, to Anubis, who blessed by a literal goddess of creation. Marinette was perfectly fine to enjoy what was in front of her as she wrapped her hand around it, giving it a tentative stroke. 

Adrien let out a hiss through his teeth, his head falling forward. Her hand was so soft against his cock, her fingers feeling like silk against his skin. She stroked again, and he groaned with pleasure. “ Fuck , Marinette, keep doing that.”

She gripped him a little firmer as she stroked again, jerking him off. The tip of his cock rubbed against her stomach, smearing precum. He leaned forward, kissing her roughly, and she gripped his cock tighter, her thumb rubbing against the sensitive head.

He needed to be inside her. He needed to feel her warmth wrapped around his cock. He pulled back, intending to grab a condom from the nightstand, pausing for a moment to look at her and soak in the sight of her, naked and wanton beneath him.

“What is it?” Marinette asked, sitting up slightly.

“Condom,” he replied, shaking his head out of his stupor. “I have some that Nino gave me–”

“It’s okay,” Marinette interrupted him, placing a hand on his arm. “I, um, won’t get pregnant.”

Adrien paused, still kneeling over her. “You won’t?”

She shook her head. “Tikki apparently has some influence over that, and she knows I’m not ready, so … it should be safe. Besides, I want to feel all of you.”

Adrien’s cock throbbed as he heard that. He kissed her again, sliding his tongue into her mouth, as he shifted his hips to line up the tip of his cock with her entrance. “You’re sure?” he asked, his forehead resting against hers.

“I’m sure,” she replied as she laid back against the bed. “I love you, Adrien.”

“I love you too,” he said, as he pushed his hips forward and slid inside her. She was so warm around him, so slick, her pussy clinging to him as he pushed forward slowly, making sure she was comfortable.

Marinette felt a sense of fullness, a wonderful pressure deep within her. It felt so good, and knowing that Adrien was the one inside her made the sensation even better. She moved her legs, wrapping them around Adrien’s hips, and lifted her own hips to meet his, so he slid further inside her.

Adrien felt like he was in heaven, his cock buried in her, his lips pressed to hers. He felt the urge to move , so he pulled his hips back, just a little, and thrust forward again. He was rewarded with a soft moan from Marinette, a sound that made him repeat the action, thrusting into her again.

“Oh, God ,” Marinette groaned. “Feels amazing … Adrien~ ” She clung at him, hands holding tight to his shoulders as she rocked her hips into him, fucking herself on his cock. 

“My Lady,” he moaned as he moved faster, slamming his hips into her, his cock deep inside her. “I – fuck your pussy feels so good around me – I love you – fuck! ” He could feel her pussy gripping onto him, pulling him into her, begging for more. He kissed her lips, her cheeks, her neck, everywhere he could, raining kisses on her with each thrust.

Her toes curled as she felt her orgasm approaching, building up with her, and then Adrien moved a hand to her hip, gripping tightly, and she came. She clung tight to him, murmuring his name over and over as her orgasm ripped through her.

Adrien thrust into her, fucked her through her orgasm, feeling a tug in his balls as he felt his own orgasm approaching. He kissed her lips, a fierce kiss, as he unloaded into her, spurt after spurt of cum.

He pulled out of her slowly, savoring the oversensitive feeling of his cock dragging against her pussy. “I love you,” he murmured.

“I love you,” she repeated, lifting a hand up to cup his cheek. “I love you so much.”

As the two teenagers celebrated their love for each other, Anubis was busy roaming the mansion, following his nose to seek out anything interesting.

The mansion had many interesting smells. Foods, many fabrics and industrial smells, and the scent of magic wafted through the air. But what attracted Anubis’s attention was the scent of a woman with unmet needs.

He followed that scent through the maze of rooms until he found the woman in an office. She was sitting at a desk, wearing a navy blue pantsuit, looking very professional with glasses perched on her face and her brown hair tucked into a bun. But there was a red streak in her hair, and her breasts strained at the fabric of her shirt, showing that maybe she was a little less straitlaced than she seemed. A nameplate on her desk introduced her as Nathalie.

She looked up from her desk in surprise. “What in the world?” She stood up, making a shooing motion with her hand as she walked around the desk. “Go! Get out of here!”

Instead of leaving, Anubis walked closer to Nathalie, sniffing her. He could smell magic on her, the faint, foul scent of a man, and a strong scent of need. This poor woman hadn’t had any pleasure in quite a while. He could smell that pent-up need in her, rippling beneath the surface, just ready to burst out if she was pushed slightly over the edge.

He could do that for her.

Anubis stepped towards her, nuzzling his snout into the apex of her thighs. He could smell her arousal instantly , even though her hands went to his head, pushing him away. “Bad dog!” she cried. “Shoo! Go!”

He couldn’t leave. This Nathalie needed him, and he needed to build up more energy for the Madame. Besides, after the Mistress had presented herself so willingly, Anubis was aroused and ready to claim another pussy. He pressed his snout firmly against her pussy, rubbing against her. She took a step back, and he moved with her, pushing his nose into the seam of her pants. He could smell her getting wet from the contact.

“D-don’t,” she said, stumbling back against her desk. “Bad dog … don’t sniff there.”

But her words had much less sting to them, and Anubis knew he was a very good dog, the Mistress, the Master, and the Madame had said so. He pulled his head back just enough to bite at the hem of her pants, pulling them down with her underwear to just below her knees. A string of her arousal dripped from her pussy to her panties, snapping with a small splash that landed on Anubis’s nose.

“This can’t be happening,” Nathalie murmured, clutching at her desk. “This … you’re a dog . Where did you even come from?”

Anubis responded by licking her thigh, a long lick that neared her pussy, but his tongue never actually touched her folds. He licked her other thigh, closer to her pussy, as if he was daring her to react.

Nathalie parted her legs slightly, allowing Anubis to lick along her folds, his tongue pushing them apart. She glanced towards the door, still ajar. Adrien was in his room, Gabriel, her boss, never walked into her office – she was always summoned to his, and no other employee in the mansion walked past this office. So no one would see her with this strange dog.

If the dog wanted to lick her, right where her body was craving it … there was no real harm, right? It’s not like she was having sex with him. She was just using him for some stress relief. And then she’d call Placide, Adrien’s bodyguard, to haul the dog out of here.

Anubis continued to lick at her pussy, long licks with the flat of his tongue that pushed open her folds, teasing her entrance before flicking at her clit. Each movement of his tongue gathered more of her slick, a sweet taste that he eagerly gulped down.

When she moaned, covering her hand with her mouth, Anubis changed his movements, now circling her clit with his tongue. He started with slow, torturous circles, before moving his tongue quickly, lapping at her clit, enjoying the way her hips thrust forward to meet his mouth.

Nathalie gripped at her desk with one hand, the other kept clamped tightly over her mouth. How was this dog so good at this? Her knees buckled as she groaned, as Anubis’s tongue circled her clit quickly.

When she groaned again, the sound muffled by her fingers, Anubis pushed his tongue against her entrance, sliding it into her. He swirled his tongue along her pussy walls, lapping up as much of her slick as he could. His cock was definitely out of its sheath now, red and hard and ready if Nathalie cared to look down and see it. He wanted to fuck her, wanted to bury his cock inside her – but he wanted her to want it just as bad. And he knew he could get her to that point with ease. 

Nathalie felt herself approaching the peak of pleasure, that promised relief that had been denied to her for months. Her feelings for Gabriel left unrequited and unanswered for years had resulted in a lot of need she had repressed. Anubis’s nose brushed against her clit, slightly cold but that just added to the sensations warring over her, and she came. Her pussy fluttered and spasmed, gushing juices onto Anubis’s tongue.

Nathalie panted before standing up straight, pulling her legs together. “Well,” she said. “That was … that was certainly something. It’s time for you to go.” She put her hand on his head, trying to push him away.

But Anubis stayed put, letting out a small growl. He didn’t plan to go anywhere. One orgasm was nowhere near enough to satisfy this woman, and he would not leave a woman unsatisfied. 

“Shoo!” Nathalie cried. “That’s it, I’m calling Placide.” She turned around, reaching over her desk to press the button on the intercom – but that motion revealed more of her pussy to Anubis, still dripping wet and lips open with desire.

Before she could call anyone, Anubis was on his hind legs, mounting her. His cockhead rubbed against her slit, slick against her, as he rested his paws on the desk.

“Oh, God,” Nathalie moaned, her knees buckling. “I can’t – you’re a dog , this is – what if someone sees?”

Anubis nuzzled against her neck, leaving small little licks against her skin as he pushed his hips forward, his pointed cockhead kissing her entrance.

Nathalie knew no one would see them. She knew no one would ever find out. She felt the heat of his cock against her, so warm, so hard, and she felt a throbbing ache between her legs, a craving to be filled.

“I’m not a slut,” she insisted, as if to convince herself. “I’m not going to have sex with an animal .” But even as she said that, her hips moved back slightly, her pussy taking just the very tip of Anubis’s cock in. 

Anubis thrust forward, pushing inside her. He’d heard this before. He’d heard women justify to themselves that they weren’t having sex with a dog, that the dog was having sex with them. He was fine with whatever Nathalie needed to tell herself, as long as he could fuck her for the Madame and relieve some of her pressure. So he thrust into her, his cock sinking a few inches in, and heard the sweet sound of her moan as she felt herself being stretched out around him.

“Oh, fuck ,” Nathalie murmured, her head hanging forward. Her hips moved back, against her will, taking more of Anubis’s cock inside her. It felt too good, better than any human cock or dildo she’d had, the sheer girth stretching her out, the pointed tip pushing deep inside her. 

Anubis grunted as he drew his hips back, just slightly, before thrusting forward again. She was tight , so tight he wondered if she was a virgin. He could feel the walls of her pussy being pushed apart as he thrust into her, as he fucked her. He thrust again, each motion sinking him just a bit more into her.

Nathalie groaned. She could feel the weight of the dog on her back, pinning her over the desk. He was panting right by her ear, heavy and hot, when he wasn’t nuzzling and licking her neck. His claws clicked on the wood of the desk as he thrust into her, filling her so wonderfully. She arched her back, pressing her body against the warm fur of his belly, and felt a shiver run through her as it sunk in just what exactly she was doing with this strange dog.

Anubis thrust forward again, until he was fully inside her, his knot pressed up against her pussy lips. As he drew back to thrust again, he could feel his cock being gripped by her tight pussy, the walls clinging to him, as though she didn’t want him to pull away at all. But the way she moaned when he thrust forward, hit a spot deep inside her, made him thrust again and again, building up to a steady rhythm.

Nathalie could feel pressure building between her legs, a pounding ache for release that was going to happen any moment. She hung her head forward, ashamed of herself – she was going to cum on a dog’s cock! But that didn’t stop her hips from moving, or the moans that spilled from her lips until – “Oh, God! ” And she came, her pussy clenching around Anubis’s cock, walls rippling around his shaft as she gushed slick around him.

Anubis could feel Nathalie cumming on his cock, and could feel her falling apart as another orgasm wracked her in quick succession. He kept moving at a steady pace, fucking her hard, nuzzling the side of her neck in a gentle gesture as she moaned and grasped for something, anything on her desk to hold onto.

Nathalie cried out with pleasure. It felt so good! No human cock could possibly feel so amazing. Why had she wasted so many years pining after Gabriel, when this strange dog could fuck her better than he ever could? The thought sent her into another orgasm, body quivering as she came on Anubis’s cock.

Anubis thrust forward, harder, and Nathalie’s pussy lips stretched open to meet the knot bashing against them. He grunted as he slammed into her, his balls swinging heavy, until his knot pushed its way into her pussy, suddenly squeezed tight on all sides.

He thrust once more, twice, the pressure around his knot suddenly overwhelming. He nuzzled against Nathalie’s neck again as he came, his knot swelling as his cock unloaded cum into her womb, spurt after spurt shooting straight into her.

“Oh my God,” Nathalie murmured, slumping against the desk. “Oh, my God. That was … fuck I needed that.”

Anubis gave a snort. He knew she needed it. He climbed off the desk, turning around to face the door as he stayed tied in her.

The intercom suddenly buzzed, as a man’s voice came through. “Nathalie, send me the files from last week’s meeting with Japan.”

Nathalie scrambled to reach the intercom. “Yes, Sir, just a minute!” She let go before glancing back at Anubis. “I don’t suppose you’ll let me go so I can get back to work?”

Anubis shook his head.

Nathalie sighed, and reached across the desk to grab her computer, turning the screen to face her so that she could send her boss the files. She’d heard that dogs were stuck together for a while after sex, but she didn’t expect it to happen to her!

Anubis, as he was tied to Nathalie, took the time to sniff the air, smelling the different smells in the mansion again. Now that he wasn’t as distracted by the scent of her, he could focus on the other scents. There was the Master’s scent, of course, a pungent smell of destruction. Another man’s scent. But also … the smell of magic.

He could recognize the scent of Miraculouses. It was a smell that was pure magic, indescribable as anything earthly. He expected two Miraculouses in the mansion, from the Madame and the Master. But for some reason, he could smell four . He made a mental note to tell the Mistress, as soon as he could.

As soon as Anubis felt his knot deflating, he gave it a tug, pulling out of Nathalie with an audible pop. He had to get back to the Mistress and let her know what he’d smelled.

He headed back through the mansion, following his nose back to Adrien’s room, and nudged open the door. He found the two teenagers on Adrien’s bed, with Marinette on top of Adrien, bouncing on his cock. Their hands were clasped together as Marinette tossed her head back, crying out Adrien’s name.

Suddenly, Adrien moved his hands to Marinette’s hips, holding her down as he thrust up into her, groaning as he did. The movement between them stopped, and Marinette rolled to the side, giving Adrien a soft kiss.

“I am glad you two are together,” Anubis said as he walked over to the bed, tail wagging.

Marinette sat up abruptly. “Oh! You’re back!”

“Yes,” Anubis replied, lying his head on the mattress. “Are you two finally dating?”

Adrien chuckled, wrapping an arm around Marinette as he sat up. “We are,” he said. “At least, I’d like to be.”

“We are,” Marinette agreed, angling her head to kiss him gently.

“Good!” Anubis replied, wagging his tail. He hesitated before continuing. He did want to tell the Mistress about the other Miraculouses, but he wasn’t sure if that information should be shared with the Master. So he asked the second most important thing on his mind. “Is it all right if I still fuck her?”

“What?” Adrien asked, as Marinette hung her head in her hands with a groan.

“ Fuck ,” she muttered. “Now you’re going to think I’m a disgusting creep and you’re never going to want to see me again! Anubis, how could you?”

“I’m sorry,” Anubis said, his ears lying flat on his head. “I didn’t want you to be unfaithful to him.”

“You … you had sex with the dog? ” Adrien asked, not moving as he absorbed this. 

“Yes,” Marinette admitted from behind her hands. “You probably think I’m a gross pervert now, don’t you?”

Adrien shook his head. “Actually, it sounds kind of hot.”

Marinette lifted her head from her hands, looking back at him. “What?”

Adrien gave her a gentle smile. “The idea of you getting fucked and enjoying it is hot ,” he admitted. “And besides, Anubis clearly can consent, so it’s fine. And if you want to keep fucking him, then go ahead.I’m not going to be jealous.”

“Wow,” Marinette murmured, leaning her head against his chest. “You really are perfect.”

“I am going to be curious, though,” he said as he ran a hand down her side. “Would you, um, mind if I watched sometime?”

Marinette blushed red, her body feeling hot at the idea. “Yeah. That sounds nice, actually.”

“Or I could fuck you, if you would like,” Anubis offered, wagging his tail as he looked over at Adrien. “You’re very cute.”

Marinette giggled. “He’s not wrong.”

Adrien blushed then. “I, uh, can’t say it’s something I’ve ever thought about before. At least, not with a dog.”

“If you wanted to try, I’m okay with it,” Marinette said, looking between Adrien and Anubis. “It actually does sound kind of hot.”

“Right now?” Adrien asked, sitting up straighter in surprise. “Is that – are you okay with that, Anubis?”

“Of course,” Anubis replied, wagging his tail. “Like I said, you’re very cute.”

Adrien grinned, and moved onto his knees, his arms spread open wide. “All right. I’m up for new things.”

“Just like that?” Marinette asked in surprise, a blush on her face. “Wow. I had to be really convinced.”

“If you enjoyed sex with him, then it must be something good,” Adrien said, smiling at her. “I don’t exactly know how this is going to work , but it’s worth trying.”

“Then I will make this feel good,” Anubis said, hopping up onto the bed. He walked behind Adrien, pressing his nose to the blond’s ass.

“ Oh ,” Adrien groaned, his body twitching in surprise. “That’s, uh … wasn’t expecting that. Feels nice, though.”

Anubis pressed out his tongue, licking between the blond’s ass cheeks, finding his asshole and lapping against it.

Adrien groaned again, falling forward so he was resting on all fours. “Okay. Yeah. That’s good.”

Marinette moved so she was facing Adrien. She pressed a hand to his cheek before leaning close and kissing him, sliding her tongue into his mouth.

Adrien moaned against her lips as he spread his legs open a bit wider, allowing Anubis better access to his ass. The dog licked and lapped at his asshole, circling his tongue around the hole before gently easing his tongue inside.

The blond’s ass was tight, squeezing around Anubis’s tongue. Adrien groaned with pleasure, his head falling forward, forehead resting against Marinette’s. “I didn’t know a tongue there could feel so good .”

“His tongue is pretty great,” Marinette replied with a grin. “But his cock feels so much better.”

“Fuck,” Adrien groaned before smiling back at his girlfriend. “I’m glad you’re here for this, Marinette.”

Marinette responded by kissing him again, nipping lightly at his lower lip before sliding her tongue along his lip.

Anubis pulled his head back enough to say, “Mistress Marinette, I believe he will need more preparation before taking my cock. Can you help?”

Marinette pulled away from Adrien’s lips and nodded. “I can do that – if you’re okay with it, Adrien?”

Adrien nodded. “There’s, uh, vaseline in the drawer beside the bed.”

Marinette gave him a curious look as she retrieved the small jar. “What’s this for?” she asked.

“Chapped lips,” Adrien responded, not moving from his kneeling position. “But, uh, it’ll be good here, right?”

“I guess,” Marinette said, settling on the bed again behind Adrien. “I’ve never done this before either.”

Anubis shifted to stand beside Adrien, nuzzling his hip gently. “I will guide you,” he said. “I would do this, but I do not have fingers.”

Adrien turned his head to see Anubis’s hind legs standing beside his head, and between them, Anubis’s cock emerging from his sheath. That was going to fit inside him? It was huge , 18 inches long and and as thick as his arm. The blood red shaft seemed to pulse with excitement as Anubis pressed his head to his hip, and the pointed tip dripped precum.

Adrien was intimidated, but at the same time, so turned on. His own cock was hard again, throbbing at the idea of being filled by that .

Marinette, meanwhile, was busy covering her fingers with the vaseline at Anubis’s urging. She used her other hand to grip Adiren’s ass cheek, spreading it open before pressing one lubed finger against his asshole. “Like this?”

Anubis nodded. “He took my tongue very well, so he should take your fingers just as well. Just push them in, gently.”

Marinette slid one finger, then a second, easily pushing them into Adrien’s ass. She wriggled them inside him, unsure of what she was doing, but she was rewarded with Adrien moaning , his upper body slumping forward against the mattress.

“Oh, fuck , do that again,” Adrien groaned, tilting his head back.

Marinette repeated the motion, before crooking her fingers slightly. She didn’t know what she was doing, but she knew what she liked with her fingers in herself. 

Adrien moaned into the mattress, before turning his head to the side, seeing Anubis’s cock again. If two fingers felt like this , how was that cock going to feel in him? He couldn’t help but reach out his hand, wrapping his fingers around the thick shaft, feeling it.

“Oh!” Anubis said in surprise. “Excuse me, Mistress Marinette, I need to move so he has better access to my cock. You are doing wonderfully.”

“If you say so,” Marinette replied, pushing her fingers in a little deeper. Adrien moaned as his cock flexed in response.

Anubis moved so he was standing directly in front of Adrien, his hard cock right in front of the model’s face. Adrien rested on his elbows as he wrapped both hands around it, slowly stroking, admiring the weight and girth of it.

“This must feel really good inside,” he murmured, staring at Anubis’s cock as he slowly stroked.

“It does,” Marinette replied. “It really, really does.” She spread apart her fingers inside Adrien’s ass. “What I’m doing now can’t compare.”

“Wow,” Adrien murmured, his fingers still moving along the thick shaft. “And that feels .. so good … I want to feel all of it.”

“Right now?” Marinette asked, quirking her fingers inside him again. The tip of one finger brushed over his prostate.

Adrien let out a loud groan, his head falling forward and his lips brushing against Anubis’s cock. Driven by need, he opened his mouth, licking along the shaft, drool falling from his lips as he licked and sucked, his mouth wide open against Anubis’s cock.

Anubis grunted, angling his hips so he could thrust the head of his cock into Adrien’s mouth. He felt Adrien’s tongue wrap around the pointed tip, lapping at it before easily swallowing Anubis’s cock into his mouth, around seven inches in one go.

“He is quite skilled at this,” Anubis said, his voice coming out in a panting groan. “Your throat is very nice, Master Adrien.”

Adrien moaned in response, rocking his body slightly so he moved between Marinette’s fingers and Anubis’s cock. He swallowed down the thick shaft, Anubis’s heavy balls swinging against his lips, before pushing back, fucking himself on Marinette’s hand. His eyes rolled back in his head from pleasure as he was filled from both ends, surrounded by ecstasy.

Marinette’s fingers weren’t enough , though, weren’t enough to fill him like he was craving. Adrien pulled his head back, dragging his tongue along Anubis’s cock, as he looked up at the dog. “I want you to fuck me,” he said, panting slightly. “I need it.”

Anubis stepped back, moving to walk around Adrien as Marinette pulled her fingers out of his ass, leaving the hole winking and needy. Anubis mounted Adrien, his cock sliding against the lube-slick hole of his ass.”You’re certain?” he asked.

“ Yes ,” Adrien groaned, pushing his ass against Anubis’s cock. “I want to feel good, I want to feel full .”

Anubis glanced at Marinette. “Can you help?”

Marinette nodded, and held onto the base of Anubis’s cock with one hand, steadying it as he guided it forward, the pointed head sliding into Adrien’s ass.

Adrien moaned with pleasure, hanging his head forward as he pushed back, his ass swallowing up Anubis’s cock. He could feel his asshole stretching, a slight burn, but it felt so good as he took in Anubis’s cock, up to six inches before he paused, panting.

Marinette moved so that she could see Adrien’s face, watching him to ensure he was still enjoying this. “You’re doing so good,” she praised him. “You look so good on his cock, you’re taking it so well.”

“I will go slow,” Anubis promised, and he was moving slowly as he pulled back, enjoying the way Adrien’s ass clung to his shaft before he pushed forward again, sinking in another few inches. The blond’s ass was incredibly tight, and so warm, a velvet vise around his cock, pulsing around his length. He wanted to give in to his more animal instincts and fuck , but he would not push the Master farther than he wanted to go.

“I – I can take more,” Adrien said, panting. The absolute pleasure he felt was so much, his ass stretching out as he felt himself being filled, and he was desperate for more sensation, something to occupy his mouth. “Just – kiss me, Marinette?” 

Marinette leaned close, pressing her lips to Adrien’s, letting him moan against her mouth as Anubis pushed forward again. She ran a hand down Adrien’s chest, feeling the planes of his body, encouraging him with his touch to press his ass back, taking half the length of Anubis’s cock.

Anubis’s cockhead scraped against Adrien’s prostate, and the blond moaned, the sound swallowed by Marinette’s lips. Adrien pushed backward again, taking a few more inches. The fullness was beyond any sort of pleasure he’d felt before. His cock twitched, dripping precum without even being touched, and he pulled away from Marinette’s kisses long enough to murmur, “More!”

“If you insist,” Anubis replied. He thrust forward with all his might, pushing the last few inches of his cock into Adrien’s ass, until his knot pressed against the blond’s hole. He could feel the tight hole pulsing around him, gripping him tight, as if it were sucking him in even deeper. He pulled back, enjoying the way Adrien’s ass seemed to tug at his cock, not wanting to let him go, before he slammed forward again, rewarded with another groan from Adrien.

“Fuck, you look so hot like that,” Marinette murmured, leaning over so she could get a better view of Anubis’s cock inside Adrien. “The way your ass is all stretched out to take him … fuck, it’s making me wet again …”

“Let me – oh god – take care of that,” Adrien said, turning his head to smile at her. “Come here, my mouth is still free …”

Marinette moved in front of Adrien, spreading her legs wide for him. “You’re sure about this?”

Adrien grabbed her legs and pulled her close before practically falling into her pussy, his mouth moving against her. He was a bit clumsy with his motions as he groaned into her pussy, but he licked at her folds, pushing his tongue into her entrance.

Anubis watched this unfold in front of him as he fucked Adrien, kept his hips moving at a steady pace. His front legs caged Adrien in, and if he bent his head down, he could lick gently at Marinette, the sensitive area just above her pussy, making her shiver and moan.

He licked lower, flicking out his tongue to lap at Marinette’s clit. His tongue met Adrien’s, just for a moment, as Adrien fucked her with his tongue.

Marinette cried out with pleasure as she had two tongues on her, one in her, one swirling around her clit. She grasped at the bedsheets beneath her as her hips lifted off the bed, pressing into the two mouths, and she came quickly and hard, juices gushing against both tongues.

Adrien turned his head slightly, giving Anubis room to pleasure Marinette as well, as he felt her pussy clench around his tongue. He could feel his tongue brushing against Anubis’s, his lips meeting the edge of the dog’s mouth, and this just spurred him to keep going, keep licking through Marinette’s orgasm. He felt so good, his mouth helping to make Marinette cum, while his ass was full and stretched and pounded by Anubis. He felt filled and wanted and loved .

Marinette came again, her body giving over to the feeling of two tongues against her, but then she scrambled back from the two, needing a break. Her pussy pulsed, sensitive from cumming so hard, and she panted, needing a moment to calm down.

Adrien, no longer thinking straight, turned his head slightly so he could press his mouth to what was still there – Anubis. He kissed the dog, feeling Anubis’s long tongue slide into his mouth, swirling their tongues together.

Marinette watched, catching her breath. She admired the sight before her, her boyfriend beneath her dog, taking his cock so well, kissing him so passionately. She watched Adrien’s cock twitch and leak precum, all without being touched.

Anubis thrust forward again, a particularly hard thrust, and Adrien moaned into his mouth as he came, his cock jerking as spurts of cum landed on the bed in white ropes.

It was then that Marinette remembered some of the details from her mother about canine anatomy, as she watched Anubis’s knot press against Adrien’s asshole. Somehow, that thick, bulbous knot needed to squeeze and fit inside Adrien, stretching him even more than she thought he could take, to fully satisfy Anubis. And even if he could take it, he’d be stuck on Anubis’s cock for who knew how long? She needed to do something about it to make sure both her boys were satisfied.  She reached out, wrapping her hand around Anubis’s knot, and gently squeezed.

Anubis grunted as he thrust forward once, twice more, and then came, his cock pulsing as cum shot deep into Adrien. The blond moaned with pleasure, his own cock jerking again as he felt hot cum entering him.

Anubis pulled back then, letting Adrien collapse into a boneless heap on the mattress. He leaned forward, nuzzling his nose against the blond’s neck. “Thank you, Master Adrien,” he murmured. “That felt wonderful.”

Adrien’s phone chimed from his desk, and Marinette sat upright, startled by the sound. “Oh, no! What time is it?”

Adrien turned to look at the clock beside his bed. “About ten.”

“I need to get going,” Marinette said. “I promised Alya we’d hang out today. I definitely need to get home and get some real clothes first …”

Adrien nodded. “I’ll call you,” he promised. “I’m taking you out on a real date soon.”

Marinette blushed. “I’m looking forward to it.” She leaned close, giving him a soft kiss, before she called for her transformation.

Ladybug and Anubis leapt out the open window, Ladybug waving goodbye to Adrien, before they headed back across Paris. As Ladybug swung across the skyline, Anubis leapt across rooftops to follow her, calling out to her, “Mistress! I must tell you something important!”

Ladybug stopped on a rooftop, turning to look at the dog. “What is it?

“It is about your boyfriend’s house,” Anubis said, ears laid flat against his head

Ladybug frowned. “Why couldn’t you have told me there?”

“I was concerned about his reaction,” Anubis replied, sitting on the rooftop. “But I smelled four miraculouses in the house. I should have only smelled yours and the Master’s, correct?”

“Right,” Ladybug said, crossing her arms over her chest. “But if you smelled four … that means there’s two more there.”

“Exactly,” Anubis replied, nodding. 

“And the only two missing miraculouses are the butterfly and the peacock,” Ladybug muttered, pacing on the rooftop. She turned around to face Anubis, bringing a hand up to her chin as she worked through this information. “That means … Adrien can’t be Hawkmoth. So it’s either his bodyguard or … his father.”

“What will you do, Mistress?” Anubis asked, tilting his head as he looked up at her.

“I need to get home, get dressed, and talk to Adrien, first,” Ladybug said, putting her hands on her hips. “And then … I think we’re going to need all the miraculous holders to help out with this.”

Chapter Text

Ladybug entered her bedroom via the skylight, Anubis following close behind her. “Spots off,” she said as she sat on her bed, releasing her transformation.

“Well, seems like you had a good time!” Tikki said as she floated in front of Marinette’s face. She stopped, noicing the somber frown Marinette wore. “What’s wrong?”

“According to Anubis … there’s two more Miraculous in Adrien’s house,” Marinette said, twisting her hands together nervously. “So the Butterfly and the Peacock …”

“They’ve been there the whole time,” Tikki finished, floating closer to lay a comforting hand on Marinette’s cheek. “Oh, no, Marinette, what are you going to do?”

“I have to tell Adrien,” Marinette replied, instinctively reaching for her hip to pull her phone from her nonexistent pocket. “He – he must not know. If he knew, he would have said something.And if he had said something we wouldn’t have left. So I’ll call him. And then we’ll figure out what to do next.”

Tikki nodded, before looking over Marinette’s body. “And, are you planning on getting dressed first?”

Marinette blushed, looking down at herself. “I … probably should. I don’t think Adrien will mind, though?” 

“After the afternoon you’ve had? Probably not,” Tikki teased. “But I know you’ll be more focused if you get some clothes on. And you’ll tease Dearest less.” She flew over to Anubis then, giving him a pat on the head

Marinette nodded, and climbed down from her bed, picking out some clothes to wear. She selected a heather gray skater dress with pink accents she’d sewn onto it, including a design of pink flowers all along the neckline, and a pair of pink underwear. 

“You look lovely, Mistress,” Anubis said, looking down at her from the bed. “I believe Master Adrien would enjoy seeing you in that dress.”

Marinette blushed. “Well, unfortunately, that’s not why I’m calling him.” She sighed before picking up her phone from her desk and calling Adrien’s number, starting a video call.

Adrien picked up within a few seconds, smiling as his face filled Marinette’s phone screen. “Hey,” he said. “Miss me already?”

“Always,” Marinette said, a lovesick smile crossing her face. She abruptly dropped the smile and added, “But that’s not why I’m calling. Anubis noticed something important in your house that we need to talk about.”

“What is it?” Adrien asked, concern evident on his face.

“He said … there were two more Miraculous in your house,” Marinette said, her eyes darting over to Anubis, who was busy sniffing at something under her blanket. “And – well, there’s only two Miraculous missing.”

“The Peacock and … the Butterfly,” Adrien said, a grim look settling on his face.

“Right,” Marinette said, nodding. “Are there – were there other people in your house? Maybe a handyman, or a door to door salesman?”

“No,” Adrien said, shaking his head. “Nathalie would have never let them in. “It was just us, the Gorilla, Nathalie, and Father.”

“So Hawkmoth …” Marinette said, trailing off as she was unable to finish the thought. She bit her lower lip, worrying at it as she tried to figure out the best way to say what they were both thinking. “But he was akumatized.”

“He was,” Adrien agreed, “right when we started suspecting him. That’s a pretty big coincidence, Marinette.” He sighed, pressing a hand to his face as he considered this

“Why – how could he – he’s your father , Adrien,” Marinette said. She held up one hand, as if she could touch him to comfort him. “I don’t want to accuse him -”

“He’s Hawkmoth,” Adrien said, his voice sharp as he dropped his hand away. “It makes sense. How distant he’s been, how he always seems to be pushing buttons … he’s been Hawkmoth this whole time.”

Marinette was silent for a long moment, and then asked softly, “What are we going to do?”

At this, Anubis jumped off the bed, landing on the floor with a thud. “I will leave you alone,” he said. “This conversation sounds private.”

“Thanks, Anubis,” Marinette said, ruffling the top of the dog’s head as he walked to the trapdoor of her room. “My mom’s probably downstairs if you want to say hi to her.”

“That does sound nice,” Anubis said, tail wagging, before jumping through the trapdoor.

The dog wandered down the stairs, following his nose to the delicious smell of food, something savory and mouth-watering. He found Sabine in the living room, sitting in front of the TV with a bowl of popcorn in front of her, idly eating as she watched some animated thing.

He positioned himself directly in front of her, giving her his best pathetic look in hopes that she would take pity on him and give him some of the popcorn.

Sabine chuckled, reaching forward to pat his head. “You want some of my snack, hm?”

Anubis nodded, making sure to keep the pitiful look on his face. 

Sabine scooped a few popcorn kernels into her hand and held them out to Anubis, who eagerly wolfed them down, letting his tail wag behind him to show his appreciation. He then stepped closer and licked Sabine’s hand, getting the trace amounts of butter and salt that remained.

“You are a good boy,” Sabine murmured. “Have you been keeping Marinette company?”

Anubis nodded again, his tongue lolling out of his mouth as he thought about all the fun he’d had so far with the Mistress.

“Good,” Sabine said with a smile. She glanced behind her, towards the stairs. Marinette had been up there for a long time, and wasn’t likely to come down anytime before dinner – she tended to get wrapped up in some project or another. So, Sabine was left alone with the dog. “I don’t suppose you have any stamina left to keep me company?”

Anubis stepped forward again, placing his forepaws on the couch, bringing his face up to Sabine’s. He licked at her mouth, and her lips parted, meeting him in a kiss, allowing his tongue to twine against hers, licking deep into her mouth until she whimpered with pleasure. He felt her gently sucking against his tongue, a unique pleasure that had him already starting to get hard, his cock just beginning to poke out from his sheath.

Her arms wrapped around his neck as she made out with him, and she arched her body up off the couch, pressing against him, so she could feel his strong body pressed against hers, the animal smell of him against her skin, the feeling of his cock hard against her hips. She reached a hand behind his head, idly scratching behind one ear as he continued to kiss her, his tongue working magic against hers.

Sabine pulled away so she could pull off her shirt and bra, and Anubis backed up so she could stand and remove the rest of her clothing. He wagged his tail as he looked at her nude before him, her thick thighs concealing her pussy from his view, but nothing hiding the scent of her arousal.

She looked down at him with an inquisitive look on her face, and he cocked his head to the side, as if asking her what she was thinking. 

“You’re a smart dog, aren’t you, Anubis?” she asked, making eye contact with him.

Anubis nodded slowly.

“There’s something I’ve always wanted to try with a dog, but I’ve never been able to get one smart enough or the right size for it to work,” Sabine continued. “Come over here, away from the couch.” She led him to an open area of the floor, wide enough for both of them to lay down.

Anubis followed, his tail still wagging. There were plenty of things he’d done with other women who’d figured out his intelligence and asked him to try some unusual positions - this likely wouldn’t be something new for him , but he was determined to give Sabine a good experience.

“Can you lay down?” Sabine asked, gesturing with her hand in some motion that she’d picked up from a dog training video. “And roll onto your back?”

Anubis obeyed, letting his forepaws curl in front of him and his hind legs splay to the side, his cock heavy against his belly, now half out and red against his dark fur. He looked up at Sabine curiously.

She knelt down over him, moving her pussy over his face, and bent over to give his cock a kiss. Anubis understood what she wanted instantly, and raised his head to press his snout against her folds, licking her to taste how wet she already was.

He could taste her musky sweetness already, her wetness pooling on her lips even before he pushed his snout further to part them. Sabine moaned, her hips lowering to press against his face, encouraging him to push his nose against her more, rubbing right up against the nub of her clit.

At the same time, the woman lowered her head to kiss Anubis’s cock, a soft kiss right on the head before she moved one hand to stroke him, her fingers so soft against his length. Her hand worked at coaxing him out of his sheath as her tongue darted out against him, lapping at his cockhead.

She savored the taste of him, mixed with the sour taste of lube and the tang of whoever had been with him last. She’d tasted Marinette earlier, so she knew it wasn’t her daughter’s juices on him. She lifted her head up slightly, smiling, as she asked, “You’ve been a busy boy, haven’t you? Who else did you find to take this cock of yours?”

Anubis, of course, didn’t answer, but he slid his tongue deep inside of her, curling it as he lapped against her so that his tongue scraped against her walls. At the same time, he continued to rub his nose against her clit, teasing her with more pleasure, feeling her starting to come undone above him.

Sabine was shaking slightly, feeling much more pleasure than she expected from a dog, but still determined to make sure he felt the same. She took the head of his cock into her mouth, beginning to bob her head, moaning softly with appreciation as she felt the slick cock sliding over her tongue, down to the back of her throat. Her hands kept working on his shaft, fingertips just barely dipping into the furry sheath to coax even more out, until his thick knot was revealed, a throbbing bulb at the base of his cock.

Anubis curled his tongue inside her, licking up her wetness, before pulling back his tongue and licking long, flat stripes against her folds. He moved his tongue to her clit, licking around the swollen nub for a moment, teasing it, before he nuzzled his snout into her folds and pushed his tongue back inside her, twisting it this way and that to find the sweet spot that had Sabine moaning with pleasure.

When he found that spot, just the right place, Sabine let out a groan and sank her head down further on his cock, letting it enter deep into her throat. He could feel her gagging around his girth, her throat tightening around him for a moment before his cock slid easily down her throat again. Her tongue was pressed flat against the top of his shaft, and she wiggled it back and forth, just slightly, as much as she could. She couldn’t swallow, so she drooled around his cock, saliva dripping out past her lips and mixing with the slick from his sheath, making it easy for his cock to glide past her lips.

If there was one thing he could give the older woman credit for, she was exceptionally skilled at working a dog’s cock. She squeezed the head with her throat, lapping at it with her tongue every time she bobbed her head up, and continued to pay equal attention to the shaft, her hands sweeping along its length and squeezing him, rubbing against him. Her fingers drifted down to his knot every now and then, just lightly brushing the sensitive bulb, enough to tease him, but not enough to push him over the edge too early.

He pushed his tongue into her with more force, redoubling his efforts on licking that spot deep inside her, pushing against her inner walls as he felt her hips quaking and shivering with need, a sign that she was close, so very close to her orgasm. He nosed at her clit again, inhaling the scent of her arousal, her musk and need. Another lick, and she was cumming, her juices flooding his tongue, his mouth, a delicious taste that he eagerly lapped up.

As she came, Sabine took even more of Anubis’s cock into her throat, forcing it down so her lips just barely brushed against the knot. She gagged slightly, pulling back to let herself breathe, as her hands wrapped around the knot and squeezed . She milked to knot with her fingers, squeezing rhythmically to mimic the feeling of a tight pussy wrapped around it, and Anubis couldn’t help his own orgasm, letting out a panting grunt against her pussy as he shot rope after rope of cum directly down her throat.

She slowly lifted her head, her tongue trailing along Anubis’s shaft to lick up stray bits of cum, and then she rolled to the side, laying on her back on the floor beside the dog. “Well,” she said, panting heavily. “That was as fun as I imagined it would be.”

Anubis turned over, standing back up on his paws, and gave Sabine’s pussy another nudge with his snout, licking at her again. He didn’t want to stop licking her until she said she was done, after all.

She just gave a good natured laugh and lightly pushed his head away. “That’s all right,” she said. “Why don’t you just join me in watching TV? I can give you some more popcorn.”

Anubis wagged his tail and panted happily. More of that popcorn sounded delicious!

Upstairs, the two superheroes had come to an agreement. They would use the Fox Miraculous to create illusions of themselves to distract Hawkmoth during an akuma battle while the two of them would go to Adrien’s house and confront Gabriel himself.

But before they did that - “I want to try to talk to my father first,” Adrien said, resolute confidence on his face. “Maybe I can talk him out of being a villain. Maybe he just doesn’t realize what he’s doing.”

Marinette hesitated. How could he not know what he was doing? … But he was still Adrien’s father, so she replied, “Maybe. It can’t hurt to try.”

Adrien nodded. “Thank you, Marinette, for trusting me.”

“I’m still going to give Alya the Fox Miraculous soon,” Marinette replied, glancing towards where she kept the miracle box. “She’ll need time to practice with it to make the illusions look real.”

“Right,” Adrien said. A sly grin spread across his face as he said, “And you’re going to introduce her to Anubis, aren’t you?”

Marinette smiled as she blushed red. “Well, he does need to collect more energy for Tikki …but I won’t do anything with her. I have you.”

“You can, uh, do things ith her if you want,” Adrien said, his eyes flicking downwards as he swept his gaze over what parts of Marinette he could see. “If it helps her get used to Anubis. I don’t mind.”

“A-are you sure?” Marinette asked, her shoulders tensing up slightly. “I mean, I don’t want to cheat on you.”

“It’s not cheating if I’m okay with it,” Adrien responded, nodding. “I trust you, and Alya’s your best friend. And besides, I get the feeling you’re going to need to help Anubis convince more people. He’s a good boy. The BEST boy, but even his charm has limits when he can’t talk. And besides, I saw how you looked when he seduced me, I don’t want to hold you back from that.”

Marinette was silent for a moment before just relaxing and saying, “I love you. No matter what, I only love you.”

“I love you too,” Adrien said with a smile. “I should get going, though. I have Chinese lessons soon.”

Marinette blew a kiss before hanging up the phone. She then immediately called Aya -might as well give her the Miraculous as soon as possible, so she had as much time as possible to practice. It definitely had nothing to do with the twinge between her legs at the thought of her best friend being railed by the dog downstairs, who was definitely not making her mom moan so loud she could hear it through the floor.

Alya picked up after two rings. “Hey, what’s up?”

“ So much,” Marinette replied, realizing all that had happened within the last day and a half. “It’s better to explain it all in person. Can you come over?”

“Sure,” Alya replied. “I’ll be there in ten.”

Marinette hung up the phone and headed downstairs, not at all surprised to find her mother naked and panting on the floor. “Alya’s coming over,” she said. “So, uh, can you put some clothes on?”

“Of course,” Sabine replied, sitting up. “And I take it any noises I might hear from your room once Anubis goes up there …?”

Marinette blushed. “Only if she wants to do anything with him. But he is very convincing.”

Anubis just nodded, wagging his tail. “I am very convincing,” he said, though it just sounded like a bark to Sabine. 

Sabine nodded as she stood up. “Right. I’ll, uh, do that.”

Alya arrived not long later, entering the apartment with a, “All right, Marinette, what happened that you couldn’t tell me over the phone?” She stopped dead in her tracks in the kitchen as she came face to face with the large dog sitting there. “That’s a dog. You have a dog now.”

“Yep!” Marinette said, giving Anubis a scratch behind one ear. “His name’s Anubis. Mom found him in the alley behind the bakery, and we decided to keep him.”

Alya stared at the dog, sizing him up, and he looked back at her in return. She was about as tall as Marinette, but carried more weight on her, with thick thighs and heavy breasts. Her skin was a dark color, a contrast to the white tank top and orange skirt she wore. She was quite lovely, and Anubis wagged his tail as he drank in the sight of her.

“He’s adorable!” Alya exclaimed, bending over to give Anubis a pat on the head, and a great view down her shirt. “Hi there, cutie!”

Anubis responded by licking her face, which made her laugh.

“That’s … not actually all I have to tell you,” Marinette said, twisting her hands together nervously. “Come on upstairs, I’ll explain everything .”

They headed up the stairs to Marinette’s bedroom, with Anubis following close behind them, getting a good view up both girl’s skirts. Once in the bedroom, Alya sat down on the chaise, and Anubis sat on the floor beside her, resting his head against her leg in a bid for attention.

“So, what else is going on?” Alya asked, patting Anubis on the head.

Marinette sighed, turning to her desk, and pulling out the Miracle Box. She opened it wordlessly, and pulled out the Fox Miraculous before turning back to her friend. “Alya Cesaire. This is Miraculous of the Fox. You will use it for the greater good.” She held out the necklace, offering it to the other girl.

“Woah, wait, what?” Alya asked, grabbing the necklace and fastening it around her neck. “You’re making me a full-time holder?”

Marinette nodded. “We have a plan to take down Hawkmoth once and for all. And we’re going to need you to make some powerful illusions to distract him and make him think we’re fighting his akuma while we do it.”

“Yeah, I can do that,” Alya said, nodding as her kwami, Trixx, appeared. “Does that mean you know who he is?” She didn’t notice the kwami looking around, or her look of surprise on seeing Anubis, who nodded his head to the floating creature. 

Marinette nodded slowly. “Gabriel Agreste.”

Alya let out a low whistle, leaning back in her seat. “Wow. It kind of makes sense. But what about Adrien? Does he know?”

“He knows,” Marinette said, smiling slightly. “That’s some of the other news I have to share with you. I kind of found out about Mr. Agreste because … I was with Adrien?”

Alya narrowed her eyes. “So when you say with -”

Marinette blushed red, but smiled, as she made a hand motion suggesting sex.

“Oh my god!” Alya squealed, giving a little hop in her seat. She didn’t notice Trixx rolling her eyes at the two girls or disappearing back into the necklace. She didn’t want to listen to sex talk, and she knew with Tikki’s chosen avatar there, it was just going to get worse. “How did you - you couldn’t even talk to him a couple days ago, now you slept with him?”

“It’s been a really crazy couple of days,” Marinette said, leaning back against her desk. “Long story short, uh, he’s Chat Noir.”

Alya stilled her hand, which had been idly scratching Anubis’s head. “Oh my god,” she said. “I knew it! ”

“What – how?!” Marinette asked, standing up straight in shock. “There’s no way you could have known that!”

Alya laughed and started ticking off the reasons on her fingers. “Both blond, both love puns, Adrien’s always missing when there’s an akuma, he’s never been akumatized, and of course he would be totally in love with you while you were rejecting him for him! It’s too perfect, M.”

Marinette sighed as she leaned back against the desk again. “Well, when you put it like that … it is perfect. I’m glad it’s him.”

Alya smiled, going back to scratching behind Anubis’s ear, as the dog turned his head into her touch. “I’m glad for you. You deserve this. But … how is he feeling about having been fighting his dad for so long?”

“I’m not sure,” Marinette replied, crossing her arms around herself. “He’s … he wants to try talking to him before we take him down. And I think he deserves to at least try. It’s his father .”

“Yeah, that’s gotta be really heavy,” Alya said with a sympathetic nod. “Hey, I’ll let Nino know to keep his schedule clear for a while, so that when it does all go down, he can be right there for his boy. I won’t tell him why , just what he needs to know.”

Marinette gave her a grateful smile. “Thanks, Alya.”

“Now, please don’t tell me you’ve got more earth-shattering news to share,” Alya said with a laugh. “That’s it, right?”

“That’s it,” Marinette promised, an unsure smile on her face. “I swear.” She felt bad, lying to her friend, but how could she bring up ‘oh, and I’m having sex with the dog older than the catacombs of Paris’ out of the blue?

“Good,” Alya said, leaning back against the chaise seat. “So, you are free to hang for a while, right? I didn’t come over here just for that?”

“Of course,” Marinette said. She glanced down to see Anubis sniffing at Alya’s leg, his nose starting to push up her skirt slightly. She wanted to encourage that, but couldn’t exactly suggest hey, let’s have a threesome with the dog! So instead she said, “Want to watch a movie? I think the latest Knight Owl is streaming now, we can make fun of how inaccurate it is.”

“Sure!” Alya replied, and Marinette went ahead and set up the movie to play on her laptop. She sat on her desk chair, while Alya continued lounging on the chaise.

As the movie played, Anubis kept paying attention to Alya. He’d nose at her leg, sniffing along her thigh as she patted his head, and she’d gently guide his snout away from between her legs. A few moments later, and he tried again, the curious dog interested in the enticing scent coming from there. Her unique scent was warm, a little spicy, and just barely tinged with arousal. And that arousal grew every time he put his nose against her leg, nudging along her inner thigh, licking playfully at her skin.

She didn’t push him away as firmly as his tongue lapped up her inner thigh. He nosed his way between her legs, nuzzling at her more and more, until his snout was pressed right up against her panties. He huffed, inhaling her scent, only blocked now by a thin layer of fabric.

Alya let out a gasp, and Marinette glanced over at her, pretending she didn’t see the dog between her legs. “Everything okay?”

“Y-yeah,” Alya replied, nudging Anubis’s head away. “Your dog’s just … really friendly.”

“He is,” Marinette said, turning her attention back to the movie. “Don’t pay him any mind, he’ll stop bothering you if you really want him to.”

Alya looked down at Anubis, and for a brief moment, she could have sworn the dog nodded in agreement – right before he pressed his nose between her legs again, right up against her pussy.

She patted his head, trying to pay attention to the movie, but it was difficult when the dog kept nosing her panties, the cool wet tip of his snout seeming to be insistent on moving her underwear out of the way of her pussy. She cursed herself inwardly for wearing a skirt today, but at the same time – she didn’t close her legs.

She bit her lower lip slightly, admitting to herself that whatever this dog was doing, it felt good . Her pussy didn’t care about the difference between human touch and a dog’s touch. She knew she should push him away, but if he wanted to sniff at her and tease her pussy lips with his wet nose brushing over them, she really didn’t feel like pushing him away.

Alya glanced over to Marinette, seeing her friend still invested in the movie, and opened her legs slightly wider. She couldn't’ believe she was doing this, but … her hesitations flew out the window as Anubis managed to push her panties completely to the side, and his tongue lapped out, over her pussy lips.

Alya gasped again, and Marinette didn’t turn around this time, instead keeping her eyes straightforward as she tried to keep a smile off her face. Anubis really was good at breaking down barriers. Alya really did deserve to enjoy him.

Anubis was amused at how easily the girl opened up for him, even though she tried to keep quiet. He licked along the seam of her pussy lips, then pushed his tongue inside her, and found her dripping wet for him, a musky sweet taste. He pulled his tongue back, and pushed it into her a few times, enjoying the way she squirmed in her seat.

Alya’s hands clenched into fists at her side as she pushed her hips forward, against the dog’s face. Fuck, she was really letting a dog eat her out. Right in front of her best friend! But it felt so good as he pushed his tongue into her and swirled it around, scraping it against her walls. She felt her arousal building up, pleasure growing greater every time that hot, furry mouth pressed against her, that long tongue twirled inside her.

She spread her legs again, a little wider, and Anubis took advantage of the space to push his head in deeper, rubbing his nose against her clit. He moved his head up and down, rubbing against that swollen nub as he tasted her, enjoying how her arousal dripped past her pussy lips onto his tongue. 

Alya found herself rocking back and forth, her breathing growing to shallow pants, as she reached closer and closer to her peak. She just needed more – a little more – one more lick deep inside and then – “Ohh, fuck ,” she groaned out, unable to keep herself quiet as she came, her legs closing tight around Anubis, keeping the dog in place as he licked her through her orgasm. Her eyes closed as she let herself enjoy the sensation, her hands burying themselves in the dog’s fur.

She opened her eyes to see Marinette looking at her. She had her legs clamped around the dog’s face buried between her legs, her skirt pushed up, and there was no way to explain that away.

“Uh, your dog, he–” she started to say, pointing towards Anubis.

“He’s good at that, isn’t it?” Marinette asked, a smile on her face.

Alya blinked at her friend as her legs fell apart, letting Anubis back away. “What,” she said flatly.

“Anubis,” Marinette said, nodding to the dog who had sat back on his hind legs and was panting, ignoring the sheen of slick on his nose. “He’s pretty good at oral, right?”

“I don’t – you knew – what the fuck , Marinette?” Alya asked, her hands balling into fists at her sides as she didn’t know what to do with them. “You knew he was going to do that?”

“Well, not that exactly,” Marinette said with a shrug. “But he is a really smart dog. And he’s really good at sex.”

“Marinette,” Alya said slowly, staring at her friend in disbelief. “Have you had sex with your dog?”

“Well, yeah,” Marinette admitted, leaning over and rubbing the top of Anubis’s head. “But it’s not as bad as it sounds! I swear!”

Alya crossed her arms over her chest. “Girl you BETTER explain! You said there was nothing else going on! I’d say you fucking a dog is pretty BIG!”

“He’s not just a dog,” Marinette said. “He’s actually thousands of years old, and he was chosen by Tikki to collect energy for her.”

“So, this is another Miraculous kind of thing?” Alya asked. “Having sex with a dog?”

“Basically, yeah,” Marinette replied, nodding along with Anubis. “He collects, uh, sexual energy from people. And then Tikki gets that energy, and I get some magic power-ups.”

“So, if I have sex with this dog, it’ll directly help you?” Alya asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Well, in a way, yes,” Marinette said, gesturing with one hand. “But also – Tikki made him smart. As smart as a human. He can understand everything that we’re saying. So it’s not exactly wrong? Because he can consent.”

“That … helps, a little bit,” Alya said, looking down at Anubis. “You can really understand everything?”

Anubis nodded, wagging his tail.

“How is that more world-shattering than learning my best friend fucked a dog?” Alya wondered out loud before scratching behind Anubis’s ear. “And you. You wanted to eat me out? Right in front of Marinette?”

Marinette blushed, bringing her hand up to cover her face. “It’s not like I was watching. ”

“Of course not,” Alya said with a smirk. “You’ve got Adrien now.”

Marinettte blushed harder as she shrugged. “We did actually agree that anything or anyone involving Anubis doesn’t really count as cheating …”

Alya laughed. “You’re telling me that you seriously went from not being able to talk to Adrien to telling him that you had sex with a dog? ”

Marinette scratched behind Anubis’s ear, looking fondly at him. “Well, um, not just that.”

Alya looked at Anubis, then back at Marinette, connecting the dots. “No.”

Marinette nodded.

“He didn’t,” Alya said, still staring at Marinette.

“He did,” Marinette replied, looking down at her feet. “While he was, uh, giving me some attention.”

Alya laughed, unable to do anything else. “Oh my god! Your life is insane .”

“I know,” Marinette said, also laughing. “But having Anubis around really does help me relax about it all. Plus, thanks to him, I’m – I’m actually dating Adrien! I had sex with Adrien! It’s all so amazing!”

Anubis held his head up proudly and wagged his tail.

“Look,” Marinette said, bringing her hands back down to her sides. “I know I’m asking a lot of you, to be okay with this. But you already felt how good his tongue is – why don’t you just look at his cock? Then maybe the idea won’t seem so completely crazy to you.”

“I am not going to fuck your dog, Marinette,” Alya said flatly, crossing her arms over her chest. “But, fine. I’ll take a look.”

Anubis took the opportunity to leap up onto the chaise beside her, licking her face as he stood partly over her. Once she pushed his snout away from her face, she was able to see his cock, a thick, blood red shaft, with a pointed tip, already hard just from the conversation they were having. It was thick , as big around as her wrist, and it was slick from his sheath.

Alya found herself wondering how it tasted . She shook her head slightly, leaning back. “This is crazy! But, damn , that’s big.”

“Right?” Marinette asked, moving to sit on the chaise as well, on Alya’s other side. “It feels so good inside.”

“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” Alya muttered as she reached forward, wrapping a hand around Anubis’s cock. It was warm in her hand, the slick smearing across her palm as she idly stroked. “You never tell anyone about this, okay?”

“Of course not,” Marinette promised, her hand on Alya’s shoulder to reassure her. “I mean, I trust you not to tell anyone what I’ve done with him. I’m not ashamed of it, but I’m not exactly ready to tell everyone .”

Alya laughed. “Oh good, you’re not totally delusional.” She turned her attention back to Anubis, who was patiently standing there, letting her stroke his cock. “Fuck, why is this actually kind of turning me on?”

“He just has that effect on people,” Marinette replied, rubbing Alya’ shoulder slightly. “You can’t help but imagine what it would feel like inside you, can you?”

Alya shook her head. “I’m not gonna – maybe I’ll just jerk him off. He did eat me out, so that’s only fair.”

“Well, really, fair would be if you gave him a blowjob,” Marinette pointed out. She let her hand on Alya’s shoulder slide down her friend’s arm, noting how her friend shivered slightly at the sensation. 

“Yeah,” Alya said absently, her thumb flicking over the head of Anubis’s cock. “Yeah, it would.” She turned her head suddenly. “What exactly are you doing back there?”

“Sorry,” Marinette said, pulling her hand back with a sheepish grin. “Anubis really does have this aura that brings down inhibitions.”

“I’m not being mind-controlled, am I?” Alya asked, turning to look at her.

Marinette shook her head. “No, it just brings out what you really want to do. Like, deep down, you do want to taste his cock. And I guess I want to touch you while you do it?”

Alya just looked at her, raising an eyebrow, but Anubis raised his head. “Her arousal suddenly increased by a lot, Mistress,” he said.

Marinette smiled, leaning close to her friend. “You like the idea of me touching you?”

“Jesus,” Alya murmured, bringing a hand to her head. “Where did this side of you come from? No wonder you managed to sleep with Adrien.”

“You’re so pretty, Alya,” Marinette said, moving a hand to her cheek. “And I bet you’ll look even prettier with your lips wrapped around Anubis’s cock.”

Alya looked at Marinette, then back at Anubis, and said, “Fuck it. Can you, uh, lay on your back or something?”

Anubis nodded before rolling over, so he was lying on his back with his legs splayed out, his cock hard against his belly. 

Alya leaned forward, leaning over him, and pressed her lips to the tip of his cock. She darted out her tongue, unsurely, tasting him. “Huh,” she murmured. “I thought he would taste … doggier? I don’t know.”

Marinette chuckled. She brought her hands to the sides of Alya’s face, gently sweeping back her hair and running her fingers over her neck. “Not a bad taste, right?”

“Yeah, not really,” Alya replied, licking a short stripe along the underside of Anubis’s cock. “There’s no way this whole thing will fit down my throat, though.”

“I’d be impressed if it could,” Marinette replied. “But as much as you can is still pretty hot.” Her hands slipped around Alya’s torso, sliding up her sides to rest firmly on her breasts. “You know, I’ve always been so jealous of these.”

“They’re all yours,” Alya murmured before she opened her mouth and took the head of Anubis’s cock inside. She explored the pointed tip with her tongue, getting used to the non-human shape, before she nodded her head, taking it further down her throat.

Marinette, meanwhile, slid her hands beneath Alya’s shirt, pushing it up, along with her bra, so that she could press her hands against her friend’s breasts. She cupped the heavy mounds before squeezing them, catching Alya’s nipples between her fingertips and rolling them into hard nubs.

Alya moaned softly, taking more of Anubis’s cock into her throat. She could feel the dog’s cock hitting the back of her mouth, sliding down into her throat, before she had to pull back, dragging her tongue along his shaft.

Anubis let out a happy groan, enjoying the feeling of the girl’s mouth. She was doing a good job, making sure to keep her tongue moving against him as she bobbed her head, sucking his cock.

“Doesn’t his cock feel good in your throat?” Marinette purred as she continued to slide her hands over Alya’s skin, down over her legs, to the hem of her skirt. “That cock is just perfect for hitting every spot inside you that feels good. I bet you’re just aching to feel it between your legs.”

Fuck, Alya was . She pulled her legs closer together, rubbing them together unconsciously to relieve the growing pressure. But then she felt Marinette’s hand pushing up her skirt, rubbing her inner thigh, and her legs fell apart, desperate to be touched.

She whined when she felt Marinette’s fingers on her pussy, just lightly pressing against her through her underwear. She had Anubis’s cock as deep in her throat as she could get it, taking about a third of its length, and she instinctively sucked a little harder before remembering to move her head again.

“You’re soaked ,”Marinette murmured, pulling her fingers away and feeling the wetness that had seeped through Alya’s underwear. “Let’s get these out of the way.”

Marinette’s other hand was under her skirt then, and she lifted her hips, helping her best friend slide off her underwear. She swirled her tongue around Anubis’s cock, the anticipation making her drool a little more.

Alya didn’t have to wait too long before Marinette’s hand was back between her legs, fingers pressing at her folds, light touches before she pushed one fingertip inside.

Marinette marveled at how touching Alya’s pussy was so much like her own, but also different. Her fingers slid in easily, and she could feel Alya eagerly moving her hips, humping against her hand as she explored the most intimate part of her best friend.

Alya definitely hadn’t imagined this morning that she’d be fingered by her best friend while sucking a dog’s cock, but now that she was in this position, she didn’t want to stop. She moved her head more eagerly, drool and precum leaking out from around her lips, her tongue moving side to side to wriggle against Anubis’s cock as she took him deep into her mouth and then pulled back almost to the tip.

Marinette’s fingers found a place inside Alya that had the brunette squirming and moaning around Anubis’s cock, her hips pushing more against MArinette’s hand. So Marinette smiled to herself before rubbing that spot again, and again, watching as Alya’ pushed her head so far down that her throat bulged with Anubis’s cock.

“You do look really hot like this,” Marinette said as she kept rubbing her fingers deep within Alya. She angled her hand so she could rub her clit with her thumb, and she felt Alya’s entire body tremble in response. “But I know you’ll look even sexier with his cock deep inside you, your pussy stretched out to take him.”

Alya kept moving her hips, grinding against Marinette’s hand, chasing her own pleasure. The idea of more , of being filled up by the thick cock in her mouth, sounded so good , she didn’t know why she was resisting.

Marinette leaned close, her lips brushing against the shell of Alya’s ear. “And after he fills you up, once he pulls out of you, I’ll eat his cum out of your pussy and taste you the way I’ve always secretly wanted to.”

Alya moaned, pushing her head down as far as it could possibly go, stretching out her lips to cover nearly half of Anubis’s cock, as she came. Her pussy gushed slick onto Marinette’s fingers as it clenched tight around them, her walls fluttering with the aftershocks of her pleasure.

Alya pulled off of Anubis’s cock and turned, grabbing onto Marinette’s head and tangling her hands in her hair, to kiss her passionately. The two girls savored the taste of cock between them as they made out, Marinette’s fingers slowly withdrawing from Alya.

“Fuck it,” Alya said as they parted, panting slightly. “I want the dog to fuck me. And having you watch sounds hot as fuck.”

Marinette kissed Alya’s cheek, and then stood up from the chaise, giving Alya room to move. “Just tell him how you want it.”

Alya rubbed the fur on Anubis’s chest, her other hand still working his cock, as she thought about what she wanted. “Might as well go all in and go doggy style,” she said, before moving onto her hands and knees, facing away from Anubis. She flipped her skirt up over her hips, revealing her bare, dripping pussy to the dog. “Go for it, boy.”

Anubis rolled back onto all fours before sniffing at Alya’s pussy, licking along her folds again to taste her musk once more. He put one forepaw on her back, the other beside her, as he lined up his cock with her entrance, and pushed forward.

“Ohholy shi!” Alya cried as she felt Anubis’s cock press against her pussy, the pointed tip easily sliding inside. “I can’t believe - fuck, this is actually happening!”

Marinette shimmied her panties off of her legs, beneath her skirt, before taking a seat back on her desk chair. She rolled the chair to where she could get a good view of Anubis’s cock spearing open her best friend’s pussy. She spread her own legs, dropping one hand to her own wet pussy and starting to rub her clit at the sight.

Alya turned her head to get a better look at her. “Oh – nngh – fuck, I don’t know why, but having you get off to watching makes this so much hotter.”

“I’ve got a great view,” Marinette said, her fingers rubbing small circles around her clit. “His cock going inside you. He’s only a little bit in you right now, but I can’t wait to see your pussy stretch around him.”

“Fuuuck,” Alya moaned. She pushed her hips back, taking a bit more of Anubis’s cock. “His cock is filling me up so nice already – how much more is there?”

Marinette tilted her head, getting a better look. She could see Anubis’s cock, blood red against Alya’s darker skin, pushing into her, spreading open her pussy so the wet folds clung tight around his shaft. But she was still pretty far from feeling his knot pressed up against her lips, and there was so much more he could stretch her. “About two-thirds?”

Anubis thrust forward again, pushing his cock deeper into Alya. She was so slick, her pussy walls easily sliding against his cock as they tried to squeeze around him, tried to draw her in deeper. He leaned his head down, pressing his snout to her neck, giving her a soft lick there as he moved his front paws to cage her in beneath him.

“He’s so big ,” Alya murmured, letting her head fall back in pleasure. “I feel like – fuck, I feel like he’s trapped me, but like, in a good way.”

Marinette chuckled as she traced circles over her own clit. “It’s really nice, isn’t it? Having him pressed against you so that all you can do is cum on his cock while he uses you?”

Alya nodded. “Not – fuck – cumming yet, but yeah.”

Well, t hat wouldn’t do. Anubis let out a growl that sent a shiver down both girls’ spines and drew his cock back slightly before thrusting forward, harder, sinking a bit more of his cock into Alya with each thrust. He sped up the pace, enjoying the feeling of her walls opening up for him, massaging and squeezing around his cock. She made little whimpering sounds with each thrust, her hips pushing back to meet him.

His cock scraped against some part inside her that had her upper body crumpling , falling to the seat of the chaise as she was unable to hold herself up anymore. “That’s – oh god right there please,” she moaned.

He thrust again, sure to press against that part again, and kept moving his cock over it, until he felt Alya moaning and squeezing even tighter around him, her walls fluttering with orgasm. Her pussy squeezed so tight, it almost felt like she was trying to push him out, but then a second later she was pulling him back in deep, trying to get even more of his cock in her.

Anubis thrust forward again, one big thrust, and he felt her pussy lips meeting his knot. Her hips bounced off of him, and her pussy gave him lewd, wide open kisses with every thrust.

“Oh my god,” Alya moaned with pleasure, leaning her head back and nuzzling slightly against Anubis’s, as he licked her cheek and lips. She opened her mouth just slightly, and his tongue pushed inside – and then she was kissing the dog, an act which somehow felt dirtier and more taboo than letting him fuck her. With his tongue against hers, his furry lips meeting hers, his canine teeth knocking against her mouth, she couldn’t help but be aware that she was having sex with a dog , a beast whose cock was hitting the deepest parts of her with each thrust, scraping against her walls in a way that her toys never did.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” Marinette murmured, sliding two fingers into her own wet pussy, pumping them in and out of her at a similar pace to Anubis’s hips. “The way your body moves when he fucks you, that pretty ass of yours bouncing off his knot, and you’re stretched so wide around him … ugh, I wish it was me, but I love watching this!”

Alya just whimpered slightly, a strand of drool connecting her lips to Anubis’s tongue as she pulled her head back. “I can’t believe I’m – fuck – getting fucked by an animal and it feels so good … who knew I’d be such a fucking slut for dog cock?”

“Anubis is special,” Marinette said, her own hips lifting off the chair to meet her hand. “And it just feels so good to let go and let him fuck deep inside you, doesn’t it?”

Alya moaned wordlessly before crying out, “Yesss – hhah – fuck, I’m coming again!” Her body trembled through her orgasm, unable to contain the sheer pleasure she felt as the tip of Anubis’s cock scraped against the back of her pussy, lighting up nerves that she’d never felt stimulated before.

Anubis lowered his head, nuzzling at her neck again, inhaling her unique scent. Her arousal was clear, to be sure, but beyond that there was the smell of shampoo and coconut-scented soap, and spicy food on her breath. He pressed his body against hers, feeling her curves against his fur, as his hips stuttered and pushed deep into her. He could feel her pussy lips wet and wide against his knot, seeming to press more against his knot with every single thrust.

As she recovered from her orgasm, her body loose and pliable as pleasure swam through her, Alya pushed her hips back again, feeling her pussy swallow more of his cock, the thick bulb at the base.

Anubis grunted as his knot pushed into her, feeling the intense squeezing around his knot. He felt a rush of pleasure through him as he fucked into her, as best he could with his knot tight inside her, and he let out a possessive growl as he came.

Alya moaned, her pussy walls fluttering, coming again as she felt the dog’s hot cum shooting inside her, splashing and pooling in her deepest parts. She felt her whole body shaking, her eyes closing so she focused on nothing but the pleasure as it swept through her completely.

She slumped backwards, arching her back into Anubis, feeling his warm, broad body pressed against her as her pussy continued to tremble, aftershocks around his orgasm. “Hooooly shit,” she murmured.

“So fucking hot,” Marinette groaned as she watched. “Seeing his knot in you – fuck, you’re so stretched open, it’s so – so – fuck!” She pulled her hand away as her own orgasm hit, her pussy clenching and releasing around nothing, just at the sight of her best friend being fucked.

Alya turned her head, her cheek still resting on the cushion of the chaise. “Glad you liked the show,” she said. She leaned forward, trying to pull off of Anubis’s cock, and stopped as she felt the knot tugging her back. “Uh, I think he’s stuck.”

Marinette giggled, stepping out of her seat to give Anubis a scratch behind the ear. “Welcome to being knotted. You’ll be stuck like that for a while.”

“What?” Alya asked, pulling forward again. “Marinette, what the hell? You could have warned me!”

Marinette took a seat on the chaise by Alya’s head, gently stroking her cheek. “Don’t worry, it only lasts … how long, Anubis?’

“About thirty minutes or so,” Anubis told her, his tail wagging. “Longer if she keeps wiggling like that.”

“A half an hour or so,” Marinette told Alya, patting Anubis’s head again. “He says it’ll take longer if you keep wiggling.”

“Wait, you understand him?” Alya asked, turning her head to look at Marinette.

Marinette nodded. “Tikki’s magic lets me understand what he’s saying.”

A grin crossed Alya’s face. “So … how was it for him?”

“Oh, that was very good,” Anubis said, with Marinette translating. “Your pussy is wonderful, and squeezes my cock very nicely. I would enjoy having sex with you again in the future.” He finished his words with a lick to Alya’s face, showing how much he enjoyed her.

“Mmm,” Alya murmured, leaning her head against Marinette. “I think I can be okay with that … on one condition.”

“What’s that?” Marinette asked, resting a hand on the back of her friend’s head.

Alya looked up at her with a wicked grin. “You make good on your promise to eat his cum out of me once he pulls out.”