Adults Only

Bestial Brother
by Evil Little Sister

Copyright 2007 Evil Little Sister Enterprises all rights reserved. Intended for adults only.
See Chapter One for Story Codes and Synopsis

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Bestial Brother
by Evil Little Sister

Chapter 03

"You can pretend you're a person now, dog." I told him. "But just for an hour. You remember everything I said before?"

My brother cleared his throat and nodded. "Yeah, uh, Miss Lilith."

"Good." I grinned at him. "Do you love me?"

"Oh yeah, I love you, Miss Lilith." He replied. "But why do you gotta squeeze my balls? That hurts a lot."

"Cause you have to learn." I shrugged and I started getting up. "After awhile it'll feel good, I bet."

"No it won't." He shook his head.

"Don't play with your dick." I warned him. "If you do, I won't let you be my dog anymore."

"What? I won't, I'll…" He was looking down and his cock was seriously hard.

"Do you like it?" I asked, ignoring his protests cause I knew he was gonna touch himself anyway.

"Like what?" He was getting up too. "Being your dog?"

"Yeah." I looked up at him cause he was a lot bigger than me.

"Mostly, yeah." He nodded. "I just…You hurt me, you know?"

"You don't want me to teach you?" I pursed my lips.

"No, I mean, you don't have to do it like that." He looked away from me. "Do you?"

"If I keep doing it, like spanking you and squeezing your nuts, are you gonna stop being my dog?"

"I don't know." He licked his lips.

"You know, come on." I stepped closer so that his dick was touching my tummy and that got his eyes back on my face. "Tell me, yes or no?"

"No." He swallowed hard and his voice was really soft.

"No, what?" I was still so tingly inside, it was making me crazy.

"No, I won't stop being your dog." He said a little louder. "Miss Lilith."

"Then I'm not gonna stop doing that stuff." I smiled at him. "You like it anyway."

"Yeah." He closed his eyes and we knew all that other stuff he said before was just lies to make himself feel better.

"Order us some pizza, I gotta write in my diary before I forget." I giggled. "And when it's an hour from now, exactly, you're my dog again."

"Okay." He nodded and opened his eyes cause I was leaving.

Sometime later, I guess an hour because my dog wouldn't want to be wrong about that; I heard a soft whining and some scratching at my bedroom door. I smiled and shook my left hand, because I'd been writing in my diary for an hour straight, putting down everything about me and my new dog. I didn't want to forget any of it, even if it did give me some writer's cramp after awhile. 

I was still naked and still juicy cause remembering what we'd done, and then thinking about what we were going to do, all that had made me excited. Like it had never stopped and I wondered if I was one of those nymphomaniacs I'd heard about at school. A girl was a nympho if she liked sex, that's what everybody said, and I definitely liked sex now.

"Hey doggy." I smiled down at him as I opened my door. "Do you gotta go outside?"

My dog shook his head and I was happy to see his dick was still hard. I figured he'd played with it some, cause he was just a stupid dog anyway, but probably he didn't cum. I'd be pretty mad at him if he disobeyed me that much.

"Come on, I wanna eat." I stepped around him and went to the living room, sitting on the couch and the pizza was there. It was almost cold now, but pizza is still good like that anyway and I was pretty hungry. 

My dog followed me, of course, cause he was being a good doggy and he didn't know what else to do anyway. I told him he could lay down by my feet, and even lick them if he wanted to, but he couldn't get on the furniture. My mom would have a fit if a dog got on her sofa or anything. 

I just watched some television for awhile and ate some pizza and my dog just stayed on the carpet, sorta laying there and licking my ankles and calves, every now and then dragging his tongue up a little higher, like to my thighs, and then I'd scold him. He was sposed to stay down and he'd better get used to it. I wasn't gonna be able to give him all my attention all the time, so he had to learn to be patient and just relax like other dogs.

We spent two hours like that and I didn't hardly say a word to him, or even look at my dog, but I was happy with him. He'd been good for the most part and after the first hour he'd just laid down and watched some television too. Dogs like TV for some reason, even though I heard they can only see in black and white. My grandpa told me when he was a kid they had a black and white television and even when they got a color TV, most of the shows were still black and white anyway. He always made me laugh and I never knew when my grandpa was being serious and when he was just teasing me.

"Okay, doggy." I said, because I had made the rule and so I had to stick to it. "You can be my brother for an hour."

"Uh, Miss Lilith?" He said after a few minutes.

"What?" I looked down at him.

"I can still be your dog, if you want." He told me. "I mean, I don't have anything to do really."

"Yeah you do." I told him, even though I was pretty happy he'd said that. "Go clean the kitchen up, it's still messy. And make sure you take the garbage out, or else the dog's gonna dig in it."

"I don't think I'm going…"

"Don't talk to me like that." I cut him off. "You get an hour to be my brother, but I told you, you're still my dog."

"Okay." He swallowed thickly, but I don't think he really understood what I was saying yet.

"You're just pretending to be a boy." I said. "You're not a person at all, don't forget that. You're an animal, a dog, that's all."

"Alright." He cleared his throat softly and blushed a little bit. 

"So go clean the kitchen and do it right too. We're gonna go to bed after your hour is up." I pointed and he got up slowly to do what I told him to.

He just didn't realize at first that he was always a dog. He wasn't a person pretending to be a dog, he was a dog pretending to be a person, and the sooner he accepted that the better off he'd be. The better dog he'd be. It wasn't gonna stop when my parents got home either, although he probably figured it would. He'd be my dog everyday when I got home from school; I'd already made my plans and written them down. He'd be waiting for me in my bedroom, ready to lick my feet and then my pussy, because that's what good dogs do when their owner comes home.

My parents wouldn't understand probably, like how come my brother always called me Miss Lilith or just Miss now, or why he'd crawl around sometimes like we were playing some strange game, but they'd be okay. They wouldn't see it all the time and I'd give my dog his hour so he could act like a person and be his parents' son at the dinner table and stuff. Probably I'd have to give him more than hour, I thought, depending on what was going on, but that just made all the rest of the time that much more important. I had to train him good right away and then I'd have to keep a close on eye on him during the week. It was gonna be a lot of work, but it was so cool having my own dog.

When it was bedtime I told him, "You're a dog all night now, until after I wake up in the morning and say you're not." 

"Woof." He barked in agreement and he was on my bed, both of us naked, and he was hard and dripping cause he knew we were going to fool around some more.

"Get on your back. I wanna rub your tummy a little." I smiled at him and I did rub his tummy, which was nice. He liked it too, even if he was a little ticklish for a dog. I guess some of them are like that though.

He wasn't ticklish when I started playing with his doggy dick though. I needed to teach him some more and I needed to learn stuff for myself too. It had felt so good when he'd licked me, and obviously my dog had really loved doing it, so I wondered what licking him might be like. I heard of cocksuckers before, and that was a seriously bad word, and if someone called you that it meant you'd sucked a dick in your mouth. It was worse being a cocksucker if you were a boy though, cause I think girls are sorta supposed to be cocksuckers.

But not doggy cocksuckers! That was so gross! I don't know why I liked it, I mean the idea of it. I didn't know if I'd like it or not, but it was making my tummy swirl like a little tornado just thinking about it. I was gonna suck a dog dick! If anyone ever found out I'd be like totally humiliated, except I really didn't care what people thought about me anyway. People were stupid, especially people my age, and adults too, they were even worse. And high school kids, like my brother? They were total morons. 

In fact, now that I think about it, the only people who aren't stupid, besides me, are little kids. They say what they want, show everyone how they really feel, and are selfish little buttheads. That was pretty much me too, so maybe I just never grew up like other people do, I don't know. 

So anyway, probably I wouldn't be very embarrassed, but I would be in trouble. I knew that much, especially if my parents found out. They wouldn't be too happy with me if I had sex with a dog, even if he was my brother sometimes. That turned me on. It was dirty sexy nasty stuff, sucking a doggy dick and having a secret like that. I'd be a cocksucker and nobody would ever know, at least not til I was old enough that I could move out of my house. Then I wouldn't care who knew about it probably. It was a good secret and I was looking forward to it. I collected secrets the way other people collect stamps, or baseball cards, or bells, like my grandma. She's got one from every state, except Hawaii.

I collect secrets and I was getting some good ones now.

"Hold still, doggy." I told him. "I'm gonna try something."

I was rubbing his dick, really enjoying the way the soft foreskin would slide over the smooth round head. It was soft, light brown, and hairless. All his hair was around the bottom of it and on his balls, but his doggy dick was nice. I loved the skin on my dog's cock, especially how I could see the veins and muscles and stuff underneath it. I worked that sheath back and forth, getting more of that clear stuff to come out of the pee hole at the end, and I rubbed my thumb over it.

"Mmmm…" My doggy moaned and I glanced at him.

"That was a pretty bad growl." I giggled.

"Grrrrrr…" My dog gave me a real growl and I nodded cause that was better.

I brought my thumb to my nose, smelling that stuff, but it didn't smell like anything really. Maybe a little musky, or pissy maybe, but not really. Mostly that was just the way he smelled all over down there, but it wasn't a bad smell. I put my thumb in my mouth then, not licking at it, or being shy. I just stuck my thumb in my mouth and sucked on it for a second and I couldn't taste anything, but that stuff was there, I knew that.

So that wasn't bad, that clear stuff, and I wasn't sure exactly what it was. Probably some stuff to make sex easier, I figured, like the same way my pussy got so wet and I definitely knew the difference between just getting excited and wet and having a real orgasm, believe me. Dogs were the same way, I guessed, getting all wet and ready and then when it was finally time they'd cum and shoot puppy making sperm deep inside their bitch. That's what a female dog is. A bitch.

I wasn't a bitch though, uh-uh. Some people figured I was, maybe, some of those kids at school I hated, but I wasn't gonna be my dog's bitch, no way. It would suck having a puppy and I'd have a hard time explaining why I wanted an abortion, since my parents are like ultra-catholic. Like the pope could take some lessons, you know? I wasn't catholic at all, I just had to pretend I was, which totally bummed me out. I hate pretending stuff.

It was pretty fun after I got my first confession though, which had happened just a year before. I could make up all kinds of stuff to tell the priest. Not stupid stuff either, like I didn't say "Oh, I robbed a bank last week." No way, they'd see right through that in an instant. Thirteen year old girls didn't rob banks. 

I'd say stuff like "I made my best friend French kiss with me last week. She didn't want to, but I made her do it or we wouldn't be friends anymore, Father. Is that a sin?" 

It was hard not to laugh though sometimes, especially when Father Norris made those funny choking noises. He was kind of old and probably one of those days I was gonna give him a heart attack. He deserved it anyway, spreading all those lies about God and everything. The biggest thing is how I had to give a dollar out of my allowance to the church every Sunday. If money is the root of all evil, and it probably is, why would a church want to have anything to do with the stuff? They got more of it than anybody! 

I asked my dad about that and he told me to ask my mom. Like yeah, why don't I just ground myself for a week and save her the trouble of getting mad? She knows I hate church.

But I was falling in love with my dog's dick, that was for sure. I got really close to it and then I could smell him. He was real musky, like maybe something was coming out of his pores, you know? Some of those hormones or whatever that make other dogs want to have sex. I wasn't a dog, but maybe it worked on all females, I wasn't sure. All I knew was I liked playing with that doggy cock and I even licked it! Once…Twice…Three times, I licked that hard penis and it tasted better everytime. Kind of salty, sorta but not really, like the way skin tastes, but there was something else too, soft and subtle underneath, like maybe that clear stuff wasn't totally tasteless after all. It was just sneaky and I wanted to find out for sure.

I opened my little mouth wide and my dog growled softly and lifted his hips as he felt the warm wet inside of my mouth. It must have felt good for him, as good as it had felt when his doggy tongue was licking my pussy, and so I got a big mouthful of dog cock and just sort of rubbed my tongue all around it. I was licking and even sucking, though I wasn't sure if I was really supposed to suck like it was a big fat straw or not. I sucked a little though and all my dog did was growl more. He wasn't complaining and the one time he started moving his paws to my head, I stopped that quick!

I didn't take my mouth off him; I just grabbed his balls and gave them a seriously hard squeeze. It was about that time anyway, I figured, cause his cock was throbbing. I could feel his heart beating between my lips almost, and so I closed my little fist around those doggy nuts like I'd squeeze his sperm right out of them, and he gave a groaning yelping sort of growl then, but he didn't go soft either. My mouth was all around him and my tongue too and even though his balls hurt a lot, he wasn't going to get a soft cock, not right then. 

He dropped his paws and I relaxed my grip for a moment and then squeezed him extra hard, making my dog arch his back and pull his knees up so high and quick he almost gave me a black eye. I thought maybe I'd crushed those balls at first, like popped one, but I hadn't and his doggy dick did get a little softer then. He wasn't so close to cumming anyway, so I started sucking him good again and I even pushed my finger down to his doggy butthole, cause I knew he liked that a lot. It was like a stick and carrot thing.

I fingered him slowly at first, but he opened up pretty easy, even though he was a lot more dry and a lot less slippery than before in the bathtub. I shoved my middle finger right up my dog's asshole, kind of liking how hot and tight he was, while I pulled my mouth off his cock and took some deep breaths. I'd kind of got him with my teeth a little, I thought, and I told myself I'd have to be careful with that. 

Sucking a big fat dog cock was sorta harder than it seemed like it oughta be. I kept practicing though and I was getting better at it. I just wished I wasn't so little, or maybe my dog wasn't so big, cause it would have been sorta nice if I could have sucked all of that animal penis into my mouth. But I couldn't and if I got too much I'd sort of choke on it, gag and cough a little, and that kinda sucked.

The dog wasn't helping either, he just had the urge to push that dick of his into anything hot and moist, I suppose. He was moving his hips, straining to get me to take more of him than I could, like my mouth was just a pussy for him to use. So, naturally I gave his balls another hard squeeze and that slowed the dumb animal down at least. He was going to have to get used to me doing things I wanted to do at my own pace, not his. He was getting sort of close to cumming again anyway though, so he needed a good squeeze.

I pulled my mouth away from the dog's dick and I was holding him by the nuts. He was half reaching for my hand with his paws, like he was going to make me stop or something. I knew it was hurting him cause I was using both hands this time, sort of mashing the animals balls around until I got one of his testes in each fist, which was seriously cool. His soft sack was stretched out as I pulled and squeezed and I told him he better stop moving around so much. He was really wriggling there on his back, kind of kicking his legs and growling.

It was pretty sexy to me and his cock was bouncing too, that big hard doggy dick jerking and drooling that precum stuff like crazy. My dog was used to his balls being squeezed now; it didn't even make him go soft at all anymore. Pretty soon he was gonna learn how to cum when I squeezed him and that was what I really wanted most. But he wasn't gonna do it yet, so I let him go after a couple minutes, after I could see my dog was crying a little.

"Lick me now, doggy." I said, cause I wanted to cum before I went to sleep.

I got right up on his face and straddled my dog's head facing his feet, pushing my little hairless pussy down on the animal's mouth and he started licking me good. I played with his doggy nipples while he did it, since they were right there and I hadn't even hardly noticed them before. They weren't much, but he was a boy dog anyway, and I wondered if I could make them bigger somehow, like if I pinched them and stuff, you know? My nipples were big and puffy and feeling so good they hurt, so why would a dog be any different?

I pinched his nipples hard, one in each hand while I was grinding my pussy against the dog's hungry mouth. He made funny noises, but he didn't stop licking me and so I figured he liked it just fine. I was feeling all the butterflies by then, a zillion of them fluttering around in my tummy, flying down into my tiny womb and then my tight sex, trying to escape or something, but not really going anywhere at all. They were driving me crazy, tickling me from the inside out, and I was rolling my butt around, pressing my sex down hard against the dog's face so he could barely breathe, probably, but I didn't care. 

His nipples got hard too, not really big though, not like mine, but definitely harder, and they did swell a little as I pinched and twisted them. I was trying to pull those dog nipples right off the animal's chest, but of course I couldn't and he'd arch his back and shake beneath me and he made groaning growling snorting noises like a pig as he tried to breathe beneath my pussy. It was all good for me, really good, and I was gonna cum again. I tried to get big handfuls of my dog's tits, as if he had any. His chest was as flat as mine, but he was bigger and had a bit of fat there maybe, so I got some and I was digging my fingers into the animal's skin when I finally lost it. I was cumming good and sort of bouncing up and down on his face while my whole insides seemed to turn inside out.

I'd been so busy playing with my dog's nipples and thinking about how good it felt sitting on his mouth that I hadn't realized my dog's paws were on my thighs, sort of holding me and stroking me. That had felt good too, maybe, but once I noticed what the stupid dog was doing it sorta made me mad. I didn't want my dog scratching me all up, or thinking he was a real person or something. He wasn't supposed to be touching me, not unless I told him to do it.

"We gotta do something about your bad habits." I told my dog and he was laying there, all red faced and panting. 

He looked both happy and hurt all at the same time and I knew his balls were sore, they had to be, and I'd been squeezing them all night practically. Everytime I caught him getting close to coming, I'd given his nuts a good crunch in my fists. When he was being bad too, so it wasn't really surprising that they were a little black and blue, sort of, even swollen up a bit. I didn't know what that meant, but probably it wasn't too bad for him. He was just a dog anyway though, so I didn't really care if I broke his nuts.

"You can't be touching me, for one thing." I told him. "Not like you were, dogs don't do that, just people, and you're a dog."

"Woof." He barked for me and he wanted to make me happy, I could tell. 

"Probably you can't help it though, huh?" I pursed my lips and I was rubbing my body cause I'd gotten really hot and sweaty when my dog was licking me.

My dog nodded slowly and frowned.

"You wanna cum too, don't you dog?" I looked at his penis and it was dark red and running wetly from the tip.

"Woof woof!" He barked and if he'd had a tail it woulda been wagging a lot.

"Maybe I'll let you cum tomorrow then." I nodded and my doggy blinked at me then. "Not tonight, you don't deserve it."

He whined a little, like trying to make me feel sorry for him.

"I'm gonna tie you up." I decided. "Otherwise you'll probably jerk off or something."

He almost started talking then, like he was gonna tell me no.

"What?" I stared at him. "It ain't gonna hurt you. If you wanna stop being my dog, all you gotta do is stop."

He looked like he was thinking about it. Probably he was thinking about his balls and how I'd hurt them. He was thinking how I'd made him eat off the floor. He was thinking how I treated him like a real dog and got mad when he tried to do something a dog wouldn't. All that stuff was on one side of his brain, the side that was saying he should just stand up and say no to me.

On the other side, I'd let him lick my pussy. I'd given him a bath and treated him gently when he was good. I'd played with his butt, doing stuff he'd never imagined I'd ever do with him. I'd played with his big hard doggy dick, kissed and licked it for him. I wanted to do more too, he knew it too. I wanted to do all kinds of stuff with my new dog, sexy stuff, dirty stuff that he'd like a lot. He wanted to have sex with me. He wanted to put his dog cock into my little hole and shoot puppy making sperm way up inside me. He wanted that more than anything.

But he had to be trained first, like I'd told him, and if I decided he needed to be tied up, he had to let me do it. If he didn't, I'd never let him touch me again, I promised him that. I'd let him be my brother again, be a boy like people thought he was, but he'd only be that and nothing more. He was starting to like being a dog.

It made him special to me.

end of 03

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