I wasn’t entirely sure if it was legit, but I thought it was worth it. I was taking my daughters on a week-long trip to an island paradise known as Mt. Mentempuer. They were thrilled when they found out.
Little Stacy, my five year old, wouldn’t stop jumping on her bed after I told her. Auburn pigtails bounced up and down with every leap and her bubble butt jutted out each time she crouched down. My eight year old, Anna, wouldn’t get off of her phone. She was too busy telling all of her friends that she’d be playing in the ocean while they froze in the middle of Boston. She’d inherited her mother’s blonde hair. Other than that she was the spitting image of her little sister with a couple extra inches. Neither of them was easily controlled. They would constantly disobey me, and outright disrespect me. Soon that would change.
If they knew what the trip was actually about they might not have been so excited. Then again, maybe they would have been.
Packing was a hassle, especially when I knew that there would be no point to bringing much more than a bathrobe, but I had to keep up appearances. The flight was packed with groups just like us. A single parent, mostly dads, bringing their little daughters on a trip. Stacey and Anna made fast friends with the girls sitting in front of them. I was happy that they had made friends. None of us would be leaving any time soon, if ever.
When we got off of the plane I checked my phone. The flight had reportedly crashed and the search was deemed a pointless effort, just as the ad had said. We stopped at the hotel food court and my daughters were given a complimentary piece of fruit that was indigenous to the island. The effects weren’t immediate, but soon after I noticed that they were having trouble speaking and walking on two legs. I told them to stay by a couple of chairs while I walked across the terminal to the pet shop I’d read about. I bought two fur lined, leather collars, knee pads, paw gloves, pet ears, leashes, and a couple of fluffy tail plugs. I’d get them some tattoos later for fur patterns.
When I came back to them they were playing together happily. Stacy was on top with her head between her sister’s legs while Anna eagerly ate her little sister’s pussy. Their clothes were strewn about, completely forgotten.
“Girls!” I called to them, firmly and gently. They rolled off of each other, yipping as they ran to me. I fastened the collars around their necks and outfitted them with the pads and ears. “From now on Stacy, you’ll be Daisy.” I wrote the name on her collar. “And Anna will be Ditzy.”
“ARF ARF!” They bark in unison.
“Now turn around so we can finish your outfits.” I smiled as they raised their asses into the air. I pushed the squishy plugs into their waiting anuses and they began to pant with pleasure. My dick was going to break through my zipper pretty soon if I didn’t get some sort of release. I looked around, wondering if it was acceptable to play with your pets in public and was relieved when I saw that several men were already testing their new pets.
I carefully unzipped my pants and pulled my eight inches out. They practically climbed over each other trying to get to my dick. I knelt down to give them easier access and Daisy’s mouth wrapped around me before my knees hit the ground. Ditzy yapped at her unhappily but eventually settled for sucking on my balls.
The inside of Daisy’s mouth was thousands of times better than her mother’s pussy had ever felt. With every bob she managed to go a little deeper. Soon her throat was bulging and her nose was rubbing up against my crotch. Her tongue pressed against the underside of my member and precum started to ooze down my puppy’s throat.
Her sister was doing just as fine. My entire sack fit snuggly between her lips. She’d occasionally pop one ball out and suck it back in as she kneaded and massaged them with her tongue. I felt my balls contract and cum surged down Daisy’s throat in the most intense orgasm I’d ever had.
I knew that the rest of my life was going to be incredible. I hooked up their leashes and led them to our new apartment. It had a massive living room with a fifty inch TV, an enormous couch, a wall to wall window with an incredible view of the island and Mt. Mentempuer, its signature attraction. The kitchen was fully stocked, the bedroom was equipped with a king sized bed and two doggy beds, just as I had requested.
I was pulled out of my contemplation by my daughters tugging at my pants. I chuckled, “My two little fuck mutts are getting impatient aren’t you?” They whined like bitches in heat, well technically they were. The fruit caused girls as young as four to ovulate shortly after ingestion. “OK, up on the bed!” They yipped in excitement as they surged upward.
I was most excited about Daisy so I decided to save her for last. I didn’t want her to feel neglected though so I put Daisy down in front of her sister and shoved Ditzy's face into her pussy. Ditzy eagerly ate while I massaged her supple white cheeks. I put my dick to her slit and she started to push back against me. I slowly pushed further and further in as she let out yip after yip while her pussy was stretched. Ditzy grabbed hold of her head as an orgasm came crashing down around her. After about a minute of agonizingly slow progress I was hilted in my eldest daughter. She twitched and spasmed around me, milking my dick for all it was worth. I started to piston in and out of her, gaining speed with every thrust. I started to worry about the headboard pounding holes into the wall when suddenly my second orgasm erupted forth into her thirsty cunt. Her hips rocked back as she felt my hot cum flow into her. Slowly, I pulled out of her inch by inch.
When I was out, Daisy scrambled forward to suck her sister’s juices off of my still throbbing cock. That was all the motivation I needed to keep going. Once there wasn’t an ounce of the other girl’s juice left, she turned around and wagged her tail eagerly.
This is what I’d waited so long for. I’d dreamed of being between those soft folds since she was three years old. I parted her lips with my fingers and, even more carefully than I was with her sister, I pushed the head of my rigid dick into her. She didn’t eat her sister out. I wanted to make sure my seed took. I grabbed hold of Daisy’s pigtails and she started to pant harder. She came before I even had three inches inside of her. Her pants turned into ragged gasps as I slipped further into her love tunnel. Drool started to run down her chin and she broke out in a sweat. She pressed hard against me and I slid further inside. It took five minutes, but eventually I had the sweet satisfaction of feeling those soft cheeks against my hips. The head of my dick was nestled firmly in her womb and she was in a state of constant orgasm. I pulled back but my head got stuck at her cervix, “just like the knot of a dog,” I couldn’t help but mutter. I made small thrusts as her spasming cunt massaged my dick. She yapped and yipped with excitement as my dick began to throb. Something about this was different. I’d never felt this kind of orgasm before. With every beat of my heart my head was flooded with pleasure. The feeling spread throughout my body and then all shot into my dick in what can only be called an eruption of cum. I came for a solid two minutes. My daughter’s belly swelled as though she were already three months pregnant. I had to lie down and my daughter sat up on top of me. Her hips shook back and forth as she tried to get anything else I might have had for her.
After about an hour my dick became soft enough to slide out of her. Today was the first day of the rest of my life. And my life was looking pretty good.