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At The Golden Lotus in the far back section of the store where all the games and comics ended towards the arcade games there was a secret doorway. It was unlabeled with anything like ‘Employees Only’ and it certainly wouldn’t be the restrooms as the first set were located to the right. Most simply assumed it was an employee breakroom, especially since it was locked most of the time. Behind that wooden door that was as innocuous as any closet doorway was a room hidden with a stairway leading to the basement most were unaware of. Deep in the underbelly of the gaming store was various rooms and objects for the more particular customer that had more cash to spend than the normal clientele and as such were rewarded with more exclusive merchandise. 

It was that same underbelly that Malcolm had explored numerous times on his own and as usual slinked out from behind the door thankful to not have to answer any questions. A quick flick of his wrist and his ears folded, he was already running late for an important meeting that afternoon. “Shit.” He muttered under his breath and started to head towards the door, navigating the intentional maze of comics, board games, gaming accessories, and everything else! Then he felt a slight tug on his shirt shoulder. 

It was Sherri and while Malcolm was used to her with a bright smile she was standing there with her hands on her hips looking almost sour. “Hey. Malcolm.” Sherri said with almost a glare in the tone of her voice which caused his fur to bristle on the back of his neck. “So you think pranks are funny huh?”

“..Pranks?” Malcolm lifted a brow curiously. “Sherri-“

“Shush!” Her nostrils flared slightly as she snapped at him in a way she’d never acted before, it almost made him fearful at the spunky little doggirl almost half his size baring fangs. “I’ve been like this all day because someone spiked my coffee! Something you thought might be funny to do on ‘April Fools’, well buddy you’re a couple months late on that!” 

“I honestly have no idea what you’re talk-“ His eyes widened and his jaw dropped when he saw Sherri lift her blue denim skirt . Underneath and clearly uncomfortably hanging outside of those sky blue cotton panties was a dick. Not just any dick either, this thing was massive with a fat blue girth that looked like it would more than dwarf his own dick, that fat swollen length that made his nostrils breathe in the scent that made him shudder. The flavor of her cockmeat that was pungent enough to get caught in his scent receptors without even being near it was unmistakably Sherri, her sweet feminine florals but mixed in with the spicy, salty, meaty flavor that was clearly masculine in taste. “..Sherri.” He gulped down his throat and suddenly recalled a conversation in the past when he glanced up at the doggirl’s brown eyes that so often held him softly, gently, with warmth and admiration, now piercing into his soul. “I didn’t.. I didn’t do it!” He gave a sharp whimper. 

A snickering conversation of potential pranks one day at the counter while Sherri was sorting cards had his padded fingerprints all over her current preDICKament! “So my coffee.” Sherri stepped closer letting the skirt fall where it only tented over her fat cock that was semi-hard now, her fingers used to jab into his fluffy chest as she pushed back against him, stepping closer with her heels clicking upon the ground. “The only thing I’ve had all day,” She glared down at her cock like it was a disobedient twerp. “Because this bastard won’t go down,” Her glower raised towards him. “The method of which you claimed would be the best way to trick me,” Her nostrils flared and her lips rose. “This isn’t your handiwork?”

He gulped hard down his chest, the evidence clearly against him, and clearly something he’d considered so many times to be something he’d longed for. Pegging was all well and good, a silicone dildo or strap-on, but he loved real femme-dicks. “Sherri.. I-“ He felt his ears wilt. “I wouldn’t do that, honest.. please believe me?” His voice whimpered as he cowered before her, his body practically shrinking as he was pinned before her advancing position and the raised display box full of discounted trade paperback comics and various items on sale. “It’s really hot.. don’t get me wrong but I wouldn’t do that to you!” Her glare grew more firm against him, almost like he was a chastised pup and about to be yoinked over into time out by the scruff of his neck. “Okay I totally would have but only on April Fool’s Day!”

His admission was.. well not enough to calm her down, she was still convinced that he did it but he at least seemed apologetic. Even still she felt her cock hard, throbbing, watching him sweat droplets down his brow as she advanced on him. “Uh huh..” Sherri swallowed and peeled back her skirt revealing the fullness of her cock and those heavy ebony furred balls. She grit her teeth and focused her eyes up at him, her tail bristling as she confidently stared him down, the smallest droplet of pre-cum bubbling at the tip. “Then you take responsibility for it.. I can’t focus at all with this damn thing!”

He trembled at the sight of her cock, the sheer girth and length, he swallowed hard down his throat at the temptation to concede his moral highground in favor of getting to enjoy her cock. “Listen..” He huffed, “I.. I didn’t do it!” He almost growled. “But.. but.. I’ll take responsibility.. since it was my idea before I guess.” 

“Uh huh.” Sherri said boredly as she pressed herself in close. “Not buying it.” Her eyes glared at him but her tail whisked back and forth curiously and her fingertips slid up along his plaid shirt. “But I don’t care..” She gave a lustful huff and tugged at his shirt collar, his wide eyes told her she was pulling him for a kiss but the way her hand continued to pull showed him she was done with the banter and even though he was a gentle giant over six feet tall his quivering excitement meant he was easy to fall to his knees before her high heeled paws. Although part of Sherri doubted how much he actually ‘did’ resist, her eyes stared down at him with excitement as he came face to face with her throbbing blue canine prick.

His eyes gazed upon Sherri’s cock, his mouth closing as he swallowed tightly. She’d pegged him before, but a silicone cock even with a vibration function built in, a feeldoe even, was nothing compared to the real thing. His eyes stared at her cock almost bewildered by how thick and girthy it was, even more confused at how distinctly canine in shape something that he would only ascribe to a masculine taste, smelled so distinctly feminine when it came to Sherri. With the moment his mouth opened he felt Sherri’s fingertips touching upon him, preying upon the back of his head and gripping her furred fingertips tightly into his fluffy mane her hips and his head met in the middle with a sharp thrust and a firm pull, his mouth suddenly filled with the flavor of Sherri’s femcock. “MMGHHLK!” He gave a shocked moan as her cock rolled along his tastebuds that quickly abated his senses in favor of pleasure.

The taste of her cock was overpowering, the sweet feminine lavender scent of her furred form and the thick salty flavor of fat dogcock mixing together in symphony as Sherri stared down at him with crazed eyes. Something felt so empowering about fucking this man, this boy, this hole, with her dick. Pleasure was secondary to something that brimmed at the basin of her abdomen, the vibration that came with her heavy balls smacking against his fluffy furred chin, there was something more exciting even than the pleasure of his lips sucking tightly upon her saliva slimed dick. “Hfff.. God.. Yeah.. Take it slut!” Sherri barked down at him, her eyes almost bloodshot with excitement, her nostrils flaring as she felt this intense pleasure all focused upon the center of her body.

It was more extreme, it wasn’t as subtle as the pleasure that her pussy provided, even though her feminine sensations were more bodywide, this cock felt like her clit.. but longer, wider, every inch of it a sensitive throbbing pole that pulsed against his tongue. Poor Malcolm squeezed his fingertips into her thighs as his nostrils were forced against the mound of her pussy, her feathery soft furs that were no longer a smoothed ebony muff and now contained a fluff of brunette tresses that matched her beautiful smooth locks overhead buried the tip of his snout underneath. Malcolm may have been the graceful submissive to Sherri’s newfound cocklust, but he spent not a second ignoring the pleasure that came from the wild eyed doggirl using his mouth like a sluthole for her own rabid pleasure! “Ghhlk! Mmfh! Hhf!” He gasped little breaths through his nostrils as his lips echoed the symphony of blowjob orchestra from Sherri’s fat massive cock pummeling his mouth and cramming her dick down his throat until his nostrils breathed in the sweet flavors of her muff that held the flavors of her cunt he adored and the cock she wielded so wantonly against him. 

Her high heels lifted slightly off the ground and made a clicking every time they landed back upon the floor, her fingertips clutching tighter into his fluff as she panted hotly, her mouth gaping and drool spilling from her jaw that flung from her maw landing upon his face as she humped and rut his oral fuckhole! Her tail lifted high in the air, curling into itself as she breathed and growled hungrily. “Yeah.. Take you little bitch!” She couldn’t help but wonder as she gazed down at his watering eyes, tears welling up as he whimpered hotly and the length of his cock poking at the tip of his slacks leaving a cummy stain, if it looked as hot for guys as it did for her that moment. Is that why they always wanted her to look up, because she felt an exhilaration that made her body churn.

..Or maybe it was something else.

Her hips were moving on their own, her eyes widening as she felt this mouth sucking harder upon her sapphire bluecock. “Ghuhh.. Huhh.. Ohfuck.. fuck.. fuck..” Sherri huffed and panted, heaving air as her tits jiggled with each thrust, she could feel something swelling inside of her. Her asscheeks clenched tightly as she suddenly thrust herself forwards as she felt the sudden jolt of pleasure, her cock crammed fully into poor Malcom’s mouth. 

He felt a strain on his jaw and his eyes widened, his clawtips clenching into Sherri’s thighs and pinching at her skin as she shifted her hips forwards, making every inch of her cock fit into his gullet even the swelling blue knot. He felt the oxygen tucked in his lungs strain with the new pressure on his mouth, and then hot cum, it flooded against his throat and made him almost gag at how pungent and flavorful it was, the thickness of her creamy spunk spraying downwards as Sherri moaned and shivered overhead. Her head tilting back and her tongue lolling out the side with her tail twirling along itself. 

Malcolm finally had to pull himself free, he simply couldn’t enjoy her cock if he was too deprived of oxygen, and with a slight tug of his head he felt the knot pushing against his jaw, stretching the muscles to almost their breaking point and his bones feeling like they were going to crack at any second. With as much determination as he could muster Malcolm pulled his head back and finally succeeded with a hollow popping sound escaping his now empty maw as cum seeped from his now gaping jaw. The poor male husky cupping at his chin and massaging it slightly. “Jheesuthh Shewwih..” His mouth almost felt numb but when he looked up at Sherri to see her reaction to her first orgasm with an actual cock.

The intensity, the pleasure Sherri felt was short lived, and she was wielding her cock with her hand and an almost snarling desire. “More..” Sherri huffed and Malcolm almost felt a twinge of prey like fear ripple through his neck. Sherri’s cock was still throbbing with excitement, her knot fully inflated and her cum still seeping down her dick but somehow she wasn’t yet worn out! “Bend over..” 

It was hard for him to conceive that she was actually serious but her lust was obviously taking control of her senses and Malcolm decided to stand up to her. Literally, but the moment he gathered his faculties and stood tall that same doggirl that was so sweet and flirtatious had become a rutting mongrel controlled by that fat cock. “Sherri, you- HAY!” He gave a startled yelp and was shoved off his balance with a nudge of her shoulders, his body landing forwards against the display box when he felt his casual slacks tug down his pants. 

Sherri knew a thing or two when it came to impromptu sex in the moment, but she’d not been on this side of it before. Holding her hands upon his hips while she lined up her cock to him from behind, her hips pushing forwards and smearing her saliva soaked cock against his juicy heart shaped asscheeks, a butt that would have made her swoon now cradled her bulbous blue knotted cockmeat, his cheeks smothering it like a hot dog bun she huffed and noticed now his tail had slightly tilted to the side. “God.. You’re such a slut for girldicks huh?” Sherri teased and then reared her hips back.

He felt the familiar pinch of pleasure, Malcolm’s eyes widening as her cocktip started to push inside. A warmth that simply couldn’t be replicated by the heated sensation of an actual cock, his eyes widened and his fingertips clutched into the counter as her cock dug deeper into his stretching rectum. Malcolm was unashamed in his lust and love of being pegged, even moreso when it came to an actual girlcock, but Sherri was his white whale of girlcocks and something he relished the moment with. His cheeks blushed brightly at Sherri’s intent of demeaning comment, but it was true. “Ye.. Yeah!” Malcolm whined helplessly as Sherri’s cock hilted against his tight little ass with only the knot hanging free and even still it was kissing at the tailstar. 

“That’s what I thought..” Sherri muttered and drew her hips back with her small hands gripping into his hipfluff she began to buck her hips inside, somehow the doggirl miraculously staying balanced on those propped up high heels with her toes being pushed forwards, landing back down upon her heels with a click every time her hips pulled back. Her cock and those fat balls smashed deep into his tight little hole with her own sack clapping against Malcolm’s balls. “I knew it.. You did this..” Sherri huffed and panted, her tongue hanging out as she bucked herself inside, causing Malcolm’s rock hard doggycock to flop back and forth staining his shirt with pre-cum as he was fucked like a slut in heat.

His ears folded back, Sherri was getting rough, he loved rough, but he hadn’t enjoyed it this rough before. Her fat cock skewering deep into his body and her knot getting closer and closer to pushing inside, his heart stopping as he considered the thought.. was she trying to knot him? His heart beat rapidly against his chest and he suddenly wondered if it would even fit. “Sherri.. Sherri I swear.. I didn’t!” He cried out but Sherri’s hips were pounding into him, her knot squeezing against his tailstar and stretching his normally accommodating boycunt to levels he hadn’t prepared himself for. “Sherri!” He cried out, almost shrieking, “I didn’t! I swear! Sherri!” But she wasn’t listening.

Her hips were smashing deep inside and he could feel his own pleasures overwhelming his senses as his cock flopped up and down, his tight little hole stretched and gaping now, and Sherri’s meaty cocktip pointed deep into his hole smearing her length and shaft up and down against his prostate. “Uh huh! I believe you!” Sherri snapped down at him, spittle dripping from her jaw as she clapped her hips against his plump asscheeks. “It’s why I’m gonna knot you!” She said triumphantly as she felt his asscheeks clench at the revelation and her cock pinched as she tried to cram her body deeper. “Come on you boybitch! Take Momma’s knot!”

“Ghhhkh! Sherrriiii!” Malcolm almost sounded helpless as he was pinned underneath not her small frame but his own pleasure, at any moment he could have simply tossed her over his shoulder and had some fair turnabout, but this was something he’d craved deeper than he’d ever known. Did he really want to be knotted by her? Fucked like a slutty bitch in heat while she claimed his body with her cock, owning him heart and soul with her fat slickened doggy dick that pounded him deeper than any girl before, and even still she was trying to fit in more. “Sherrriiii Please! Please!” He begged, but his words were hollow, false, fake, he wanted it.. “Don’t.. Don’t knot me! I.. It won’t fit!” 

“We’ll see..” Sherri paused a brief moment as sweat dripped down her body and she lunged herself forwards atop of him, her small form landing upon his back with her hands wrapped tightly around his waist her chin only went up to his lower shoulderblades but her tail lifted and that aerodynamic doggy dicking pounded into his swollen asshole. Her dick cramming tightly as her hips did all the work, the doggirl barely able to keep her toes on the ground as her hips jut forwards and her fingertips clutched into his abdomen. Her swollen and inflated knot beating against his ass while her cock slid back and forth inside his well trained asstwat! 

Poor Malcolm was almost shaking with pleasure from the force of Sherri’s hips as she let herself rut inside him, his cock throbbing and pulsating when suddenly he felt the sensation of her cock stretching out his ring. He practically choked on his own tongue as he felt the thickness of her knot fit inside him, “FFfhfuuuhhhahhhh.. nhhhnhfhhg!!” His words simply an audible jumble of mushed whimpers and gagging groans as his throbbing hard cock suddenly jut upwards with his own pleasure combining with Sherri’s, as her knot throbbed and pulsated against his prostate he felt his own erect length ejaculate hot thick white loads of cum that blasted against the display table, simultaneously Sherri’s own cock flooded the depths of his anus with cum.

Malcolm was being truthful and honest when he said he didn’t drug Sherri’s coffee, but as he lay there with the fresh taste of her cum upon his tongue and her spunk seeping from his now gaping doggy asshole, her jizzdrizzle spilling along his thighs. His knees and thighs were weak with pleasure that wracked through his form like he’d been shaken to the core, all he could think about was whoever it turned out to be that had given Sherri her dogcock that day… He definitely owed them a thank you. 

All those copious ropes of hot cum that blew inside of his body made the husky tremble and his eyes shudder closed with ecstasy and a bright grin upon his lips with his tongue lazily hanging out. “Hhfff..” Sherri panted and huffed overhead as she lay against him, letting her body simply rest upon his without a care in the world. “You know,” Sherri huffed between breaths. “You better hope whatever gave me this dick.. doesn’t cause you to get pregnant. But I’m sure you’ve already thought about that.”