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From: "Pedro Vila" <pedrovilaNOSPAM@mailcity.com>
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Subject: {ASSM} "The Stuff In The Jar" pt2  (M/dog)
Date: Wed, 13 Mar 2002 07:10:05 -0500
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    You are about to read a work of fiction
     which might involve an animal or two.

          That doesn't mean you can
            read it if you're a minor.

Also, you shouldn't read this if you are offended
  by reading about animals in sexual situations.

         This work of fiction should be
           free of any charge to read.












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             "The Stuff In The Jar" pt.2
              by Pedro Vila


   "So tell me again. What did he do to her?" he said.
   Gene was reluctant to answer his friend because of the subject matter.
"Well, he gave her some kind of drug that made her... you know.... Made her
horny." It was worse. His daughter wasn't just horny, she was fucking
herself royal with a vacuum cleaner handle. The image stayed with him still.
Nobody wants to think about their daughter that way.
   "So that's when the kid tried to do her? And then you chased him off?"
   "Well, no." Why was he asking Gene this stuff? "He was outside trying to
get back in. It was Jody that was...." How could he say this?
   "Wait a minute. What was she doing?"
   "It was the wierdest thing...." Gene said, visualizing it again.
   "Oh, you gotta' tell me this. What happened?"
   "He gave her this jar of something to put over her, you know, genitals."
Gene tried to be matter of factly. But he couldn't hold it. "So she started
ramming herself with the vacuum handle. Why the fuck are you so interested
in this?"
   Gene's friend was fully focused on Gene. "Let me get this strait. There's
this jar of some salve or something that makes your twelve year old daughter
suddenly fuck like a race horse?"
   "Come on, man. This is hard for me." Gene scowled. "What's wrong with you
anyway?"
   "Don't you see what you got?" he said excitedly. Gene didn't see it. "You
have real spanish fly. The perfect love potion. Guaranteed to make anyone
you want fuck you!"
   "Your sick! Get the fuck out of my house!" Gene got up and was ready to
push him through the door. His friend put his hands up and backed away.
   "It's cool. I know I crossed the line. Forget I said anything." He backed
out to the front door. Gene stayed with him, scowling. As Gene was shutting
the front door on him, he called, "Hey, what was that stuff called? At least
tell me...." Slam!
   His friend could get inconsiderate, so this is how Gene always handled
it.
   Turning, made him realize that, like it or not, his friend was right.
Gene still had the jar stashed above the closet. Nobody was home, Jody was
at counseling, and his wife was off with a friend. He got the jar and looked
it over slowly, trying to derive some meaning from it's unrecognizable
script.
   Gene had no idea what was in it. He opened it and slowly sniffed at it.
What ever was in it hit him strong because he pulled it away instantly with
a scowl.
   Something musky and very animal like, with a bite of something either
fermented or acidic. He closed the jar and set it down. There was something
slick on his finger and he looked and saw that it was stuff from inside the
jar. Something in the way it felt made an alarm go off and Gene was at the
sink scrubbing his fingers quick.
   Drying his hands, he decided to put it in a ziplock bag before stashing
it again. His fingers kept itching and his hand repeatedly rubbed them
subconsciously. Sitting in a chair to watch some TV, Gene started to notice
how much he was stroking the finger that he got the stuff on. They were red
and raw looking, but it felt good to rub at it even if it felt maddening not
to.
   Gene was getting stimulated by his finger.
   "Well I'll be...." he muttered out loud.
   The back door started to scratch and bark. Gene awoke out of his revere
to let the dog in. Instead of bolting for the living room, Fritz the German
shepherd, jumped right on Gene and knocked him over.
   The big dog sniffed at him everywhere as Gene tried to stand back up.
That's when he caught sight of Fritz's fully erect penis. It's the stuff!
Gene thought. His mind flashed back to the burning image of his daughter
ramming herself like a cheap whore. This stuff really is powerful!
   Gene didn't know what to do with the dog. It was kind of his fault the
dog acted this way, but what could he do for Fritz? That's when he would
have just let him out, but Gene had turned forty one and was starting to
feel like he'd missed out on a lot of the kinky things he'd wanted to try.
   So instead, he kneeled beside the big dog and wrapped an arm around
Fritz's neck and held him close. With his tingling hand, he reached for the
dogs bursting hard on and slowly gripped it. Fritz howled a little and
started to hunch his back. That's when the hard on throbbed and bulged
quickly and sputtered streams of thick clear fluid.
   It should have grossed Gene out, but instead he became fascinated by it,
and Fritz felt good to hold.
   Gene had never really experimented with anything other than women when he
was younger before and had never had the urge. Yet here he was actually
thinking about having sex with the family dog.
   Fritz chased and nipped at Gene as he reached back into the closet hiding
place, retrieved the bagged jar and, still out of Fritz's reach, scooped a
half of finger full. Then Fritz went wild and knocked Gene to the ground
again, this time outright trying to hump him. Suddenly Fritz's inflated dog
cock was right in Gene's face and he grabbed at it with the coated finger,
sliding it over up and down.
   It seemed to grow three sizes. It also spurted over Genes shirt. He
pulled it off and found his chest was already wet with Fritz. Despite some
part of Gene's brain screaming that he was not like this, he looked at the
huge throbbing red and wet canine penis and wanted to have sex with it. Gene
could really smell the stuff from the jar too.
   'Inside! What would it feel like to have Fritz fuck you?' Was
transmitting to every part of Gene's mind. That's when some part of him
said, 'To hell with it' and he pulled down his pants. His finger was burning
and itching and felt wonderful to scratch. It was also still wet with
something.
   Gene plunged it into his own ass hole. He stiffened. 'What am I doing?!'
   Then it started to do something and Gene knew what he could be able to do
with it. He felt able to take that large dog deeply. It felt like the best
idea he had ever had. To be Fritz's bitch and make the dog actually cum in
him.
   'Fuck it!' Gene got on all fours and held himself ready for the needy
dog. It took a little coaxing to get the dog behind him, but once there
Fritz was tonging into is asshole and Gene felt like he was opening up.
   Then the burning started. Not too much, but enough to make him want Fritz
that instant. "Oh, god, boy. Just fuck me, will ya?" Gene said out loud.
Fritz seemed to get the message and suddenly most of his weight was on
Gene's back. Gene took a hard breath as he felt a spongy yet solid thing
press near his balls.
   A hand down to adjust and then he could feel it press dead center to his
anus. It held there a moment until Fritz knew that the way was clear, then
started to press it in quick jolts. It felt huge and Gene started to worry
that he'd rip open, then he could feel Fritz jack hammering hard, each
thrust moving the cock centimeters.
   Gene was filling with German Sherperd. It seemed to squeeze against
something inside connected to his dick. That brought him close to climax and
Gene came before he was ready. He didn't touch himself at all and waited for
another wave, knowing that the last one wasn't satisfying enough.
   It hurt a lot but in some way felt good having that living being in him.
It was sexual contact pure and simple, except that it was between species.
That made him excited again. He was fucking a dog. It was the best fuck Gene
had ever had. Fritz pumped into him hard, satisfied himself.
   Gene was fully erect again and ready to cum hard. It would be huge. He
could feel how big it was coming.
   That's when Gene's wife walked in the door. Gene came right that instant
he saw her. She witnessed him cumming all over the floor. Gene knew he was
dead by the look on her face. A voice came from the other room and Gene's
wife shut the door to leave him alone with his new mistress.
   Gene wasn't horny anymore after cumming and his ass was starting to hurt.
He tried to get Fritz off but Fritz howled and Gene stopped to keep him
quiet. That's when Gene knew he was tied with him.
   He'd have to ride it out, and the stuff was powerful. He might be here
all night! Whoever was with his wife left, and Gene waited for her to
comeback too. After a while he realized she'd gone too.
   Gene felt like shit. Everything was ruined. He'd hope he could blame it
on the stuff from the jar. Yeah, he thought. Blame it on some weird stuff
that made Jody have to fuck. Like a spell.
   His cock started to itch and burn. He'd been stroking himself with the
doped finger. It wasn't so bad fucking Fritz. In fact it felt good. Gene
felt himself really start to get hard.
   Gene started hoping Fritz could last long enough for him.

   <END>

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