Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Author: Tobias Foxx Title: Breaktime Shorts 6 Part: BTS 06 Summary: A timed writing exercise 'money shot' quickie. Keywords: Mf, rape, best, mc 20 min Mind Control Bestiality ------------------------------------------------ Stories in this series are simple timed writing exercises. As the series title suggests, they are written during my breaks at work. As such, most will be very short, rushed, and lacking all but the most basic character building. Essentially, they'll mostly be "money shot" quickies. I hope you enjoy them. ------------------------------------------------ His fingers snapped, and the world changed. At least, it changed for those around him and for one female in particular. For the customers in the area, that particular female simply ceased to exist, vanishing from their perceptions. For the male dogs brought along by their owners to this fine pet shop, the female suddenly became a most attractive bitch smelling ripe with heat. For the female in question, her clothes became fire against her skin and a need boiled in her loins that had to be satisfied immediately at all costs. She began to disrobe without a thought, clothes tossed carelessly aside to reveal her fair, freckled skin. She dropped to the ground, legs spread, knees propping her rump in the air as delicate fingers probed her moist hole, elfin face scrunched with frustration, hard nipples pressed to the cold tile floor as she pumped at herself. She gave a moan of pleasure as a cold nose and warm wet tongue nudge her fingers aside. Pants of lustful need issued from between plump lips, the dane licking furiously at the space between her legs. She gave a frustrated growl when that teasing tongue left, but it was immediately replaced by a rock hard shaft. Her lips willingly parted for the corgi that mounted her face, rocking between the two canines as she was spitted on dog cock. His fingers snapped again, and the world resumed its natural course. The female's eyes grew wide, and she attempted to pull away from the dogs but it was far too late. Paws held tight behind her head and around her waist as the canines furious pumped into her formerly willing body. Her struggles drew the attention of the customers, who gasped in shock and dismay. The corgi came first, its knot swelling to lock behind her teeth. The small dog dismounted, turning to stand with its rump against her face, furry balls pressing against her chin. She swallowed audibly as it pumped its load down her throat. The dane was not far behind. Its hips hunched lower as it pounded a softball-sized knot against her tiny entrance. She screamed around the corgi when the dane finally slammed itself home. His fingers snapped once more, deepening her humiliation with an earth-shattering orgasm. As the dane dismounted, he finally stepped forward, a stern expression on his lupine muzzle, his badge held out for her to see, authentic and immediately recognizable. "Ma'am, I'm afraid you'll have to come with me," he ordered. "At least, once your boyfriends get done with you." Inwardly, he was grinning. She would never make it to the station. She was such a pretty little bitch, and there was a nice warm bed in his kennel just her size.