<strong>Starshine in the playroom with Roiyaru and Dr. Amanda Vernecoombe</strong><br/><br/>I could smell the other dog long before I saw him, he was everywhere in the room, and it burned at my nose, and sent heat to the pit of my stomach to a boiling temperature.  I swallowed and peered slowly around Sophia’s long legs at the intense figure of intimidating thickness.  Not just his jutting, drooling cock, but his thick muscular arms and overall scruffy scratchy unshaven body.<br/><br/>"Good boy Roiyaru”<br/><br/>Roiyaru, I wondered if it was his real name, though I didn’t wonder long as Sophia outlined the instructions he’d have to follow before he could fuck me.   I felt dizzy, and almost swayed on my hands a knees in threat of simply toppling over to one side in some embarrassing scene.  I sat down, glueing my haunches to the floor as my tail knitted up between my legs at the thought of it.   She kept talking though, long after I’d stopped listening - long after I’d stopped paying attention.<br/><br/>--<br/><br/>It was long lines of illumination that poured out from the bottom of the closed pocket doorway to the living room.  I’d wandered down from my room with bleary eyes to ask them to turn the television down and completely froze at the small crack of vision allowed between not fully sealed portal the next room.<br/><br/>The television was on, I could tell by the flicker and glow that played over my neighbours features as he reclined on the couch.  I’d almost darted into the room at the sounds of Chelsey the wonder dogs triumphant bark, only to hear something much louder and within the confines of the small space.<br/><br/>Something I recognised as the neighbours Saint Bernard, and hard wet sounds of skin slapping against itself.  “You let your daughter watch this? She’s going to be fucked up when she gets older” His thick voice ringing through the room as he plucked a once abandoned cigar and pressed it between his lips “Hrm - she’s upstairs isn’t she?”<br/><br/>--<br/><br/>"Now Star” I blinked out of my daze, the vision stolen from me as Sophia reached out and gently rubbed at the back of my ears, leaving deliciously nice feelings rolling down the length of my spine. “This dog is going to mount you, OK?”<br/><br/>I stared up at her nervously,  shifting from side to side, and wondering what exactly I was nervous about. I’d been nothing but raped up to this point, used in every way that I could have imagined at the time and spat on and treated like leavings they’d hose out of the cage.  I was being asked my feelings on it now, and I was nothing but apprehensive, but afraid, but intimidated.<br/><br/>"I'm afraid you'll have to get used to it at some point, but Roiyaru won't go full pelt straight away, OK?"  She looked between us slowly, and a shivered in place, curling my toes and fingers tight within the paws that secured to my hands and feet.  My ears flat against my head as I swallowed again and tried to get calm.  I was horny, I was aroused, and part of me wanted this so badly I felt like I was trying to jump out of my skin - that I might just tackle him down.<br/><br/>I also had so much to ask, I didn’t even know Sophia’s name, her real name anyway.  The only person I knew was Roiyaru  and his pale blue eyes were piercing were undoubtedly boring fuckable holes into me. I really wanted to talk, but after some affirmation that I wouldn’t simply bolt out the doorway she wandered off.<br/><br/>I swallowed again, and stared at him, though, mostly his cock.  It was hard not to look at, twitching, bobbing with a life of its own.  I was going to be fucked by a dog, but I suppose if everyone here was like me, then he wasn’t really a dog, even if he acted the part - there was still that intelligence in his eyes, still that knowing, hidden beneath the impossible need he must be feeling, the need I had already started to feel.<br/><br/>I pushed myself off my haunches, feeling the rush of crimson on my cheeks as my ears lay plastered against the top of my head.  I could hear the rustling of long raven locks as I crawled tentatively forward, feeling much more clumsy then I had been.  I got a little closer, and it was like walking into a brothel - the smell of sex burning further at my nose and leaving me sneezing again as a little inward groan filled my lips.<br/><br/><em>‘Even Star needs a good bone’ </em><br/><br/>I could already feel his scratchy chest over me, as halted in place and made no further movement. Keeping still - petrified until he moved. I was half expecting him to knock me to floor and fuck the sanity from my mind.  Soon I wasn’t even thinking about when I’d get to talk again, or if I was allowed to talk at all.<br/><br/>I was good, since I had nothing left to say.