... because without the human factor, there wouldn't problems like
puppymills, spaying and neutering, pounds, strays, and the need to
"bad" pets, and yet they still have a better life than the other animals
use for our health and comfort.
"Hey, look. A dobby
pup", a boy stated, pointing at a roaming female
Chihuahua inside one of the pound's large holding cells.
"*Huff* Taco? A Doberman?
Oh Gawd. Now, there is one naive little
human", an adult pappy commented tersely from the far corner of the
cell, her body mostly hidden behind a doll-faced mound of golden fur.
"No, that's a Chihuahua.
She's an adult smooth-coat. Arrived here just a
couple days ago from a happy home. You won't have to worry about
housebreaking, shots, or anything. That variety also requires
grooming as well as food. Yes. That's an excellent choice.
very low maintenance", the pound keeper commented as he glanced momentarily
at the Pomeranian in the far corner with a just as quick, mischievous
"He is talking about us
again, Caramel", Pepper, the prissy pappy bitch
hissed to her chibi-like companion, who just tittered and flicked a
at the wide sweep of fur of Pepper's left ear.
Though she couldn't speak
it coherently with her canine muzzle and voice
box, Pepper knew human English, as well as most dialects of the canine
variety, quite fluently. She was also known to converse long
coyotes and foxes and, though not "show perfect" physically, could
every human trick commanded of her. Unfortunately by fate, she'd
bought and raised by a family that she hadn't found very interesting,
they had thought her too nosey and domineering. Unable to appease
Pepper's old masters had decided to sell her to the pound instead.
master had been very surprised to find a friendship develop between
"That one's a Chihuahua",
the boy challenged, pointing at the puffy mane
and tailed, Jam, "That one looks like a dobby."
"Okay. He is more
ignorant and stubborn than naive. He will be a lousy
master" Pepper mused bitterly. The reddish-brown and off-white
butterfly-dog nuzzled the warm doughy bulk beside her and hissed again,
"Your master does not like you, Caramel. Oh yes. His tone
is gentle and he
is lenient on you, but he grows jaded in caring for you. He only
because you keep things calm in here. He only feeds you like
he does to
make you easier to control and to make examples out of those of us
not obey him. Your master is worse than any other human in existence."
"So you've said before,
Pepper, so you've said before. Still I say,
ignorance is bliss", the fire-furred pom sighed dreamily as she slipped
right fore and hind legs over the pappy's back and coxed her under
fluffy blanket of her side. Then, smiling happily at Taco, she
"Taco darling. Looks like a major case of mistaken identity in
The boy thinks you're a pocket-sized dobby. Why don't you use
that to your
"A dobby?" Taco grinned
menacingly with a sideways glance at the human
family. Her interest peaked; the pocket-dog started stepping
cell's front as she yapped, "So, you think I'm a dobby, do you?"
"Oh my God! Isn't
she the cutest thing you've ever seen? She does look
like an itty bitty Dobby", a girl cooed, poking a finger at the Napoleonic
"Dear Gawd. It is
spreading like a disease. They will take her into their
family and end up getting her put to sleep for encouraging her to bite
someone", Pepper growled, wrapping her long moppish tail over Caramel's
At those words, Taco, as
well as quite a few of the other dogs within
earshot looked at the small family with a bit of scorn and wariness.
Caramel was unmoved though. Her stomach gurgled as she mewed,
to Pepper, Taco. Play along. Show them that they can't
That you're not the kind of bitch that cowers in the face of danger.
worse than a dobby. You're a psycho Chihuahua."
"Hell yeah! That's
what I am! I'm a psycho Chihuahua! Get it right,
humans! I'm a bad-ass psycho Chihuahua!" Taco yipped back at
humans, standing her ground proudly and then play growling.
"Ooo. Even sounds
like a tiny dobby. *Heh heh* Oh, aren't you a fierce
little thing." the boy coxed, playing psych with his finger around
"Yes. They are a disaster
just waiting to happen", Pepper growled as
Caramel's deep stomach burbled. "You cannot deny it, Caramel.
her, but they are going to be the death of her. Things will be
fine in the
beginning, but eventually she is going to be eaten alive by their actions."
Carmel and Pepper looked
at each other, then at Taco, and a sly grin flowed
onto Pepper's face. With a defeated roll of the eyes and a long-winded
sigh, followed by a showy swish of her little head, Carmel finally
and waddled over to Taco. Like a chibi collie, Carmel was supposed
just a big show of fur. A white-tailed golden fireball, with
the face of an
immortal puppy, but there was a lot more dog under that fur than the
quo would allow and it only seemed to be becoming more so as time went
Where necessary for illusion, she had actually been groom into a smooth-coat
herself by her master the pound keeper. Of all the dogs in the
Caramel was the only one that could get out whenever she wanted to,
liked to spend her time with the new additions.
"So, you're going home.
Congratulations", Carmel mrrred, narrowing her
sparkly oval eyes contentedly. When the sun hit them, her eyes
beautifully polished golden-brown stones glowing with angelic laughter.
When shadowed in the confines of the holding cells, her eyes were like
pearls reflecting any light available into sparkly dots of hope and
understanding. "I, hope they treat you well."
"*Thanks. Hope you're
next, Carmel. Thanks for everything", Taco giggled,
scritching the side of the pom's broad belly
The nights were cold in
the pound and Taco, like most of the toys in the
cell, had been inside all her life or had been pampered outside.
In a show
of affection, Carmel had let Taco as well as Pepper sleep under her.
annoyed Pepper as did when Carmel offered Taco some of her food.
not Carmel's. Despite her corpulent size, none of the pooches
in the cell
ever saw her eat any of the dog food or kibble set in the cell.
With a sweet smile and mrrring,
Carmel fluff-wiggled, plopped down on her
cushiony belly, and rolled onto her back. With a low gurgle,
billowed down and out over her tiny legs and her almost nonexistent
and Taco started to scritch this magnificently soft, fiery pillow of
Pepper quickly stepped in on the other side, growled at the distracted
pocket-dog, and Taco just growled back and then started nuzzling her
into the doughy mass before her.
"Now, now, Pepper.
Taco's leaving soon and all she wants to do is show her
last good-byes for making her stay comfortable", Carmel mrrred as Taco
clambered on top of her and started rubbed bodies.
"*Humph* Well, the sooner
she is gone, the better everyone will be. Just
get it over with already, you two", Pepper growled as she turned around
swaggered away, her tail prissily high in the air.
"*Heh* Someone's definitely
jealous", Taco yipped as she dragged herself
closer to and then rubbed nosed with Carmel.
"Well, she's got a right
to be", Carmel mrrred as she rocked her girth and
then rolled over.
Taco opted to squeeze the
chibi's belly instead of jumping off and merfed
as the gelatinous weight flowed across and over her. Pinned down,
wiggled to no avail underneath her butterball companion, and then finally
relaxed and basked in the warmed of her very thick blanket.
"Comfy?" Carmel asked as
she squeeze and patted down her belly around
Taco's petite body with her tiny forepaws.
"*Mmmmhmmm*", Taco merfed
sleepily as she wiggled herself a little bit more
under the butter-soft girth.
"Good. Then stay put,
Taco. I've got something better in store", Carmel
mrrred as she rocked her feet back up under herself and waddled backwards
until her forelegs were slightly behind the pocket-dog's splayed hind
"They think you're a dobby. What are you going to do if they
try to mate
you with a real one", Carmel asked as she nuzzled and sniffed the
"Ooo. I hope they
do. Oh, Gawd. That would be a fantasy come true", Taco
moaned, closing her eyes tighter as she felt Carmel's tongue licking
"Really?" Carmel asked as
she secured Taco's legs with her paws and then
flicked her tongue, with a bit of effort, into the Taco's tight muff.
"Oh Gawd, yeah", Taco cooed,
and heard snickering above and behind her.
She partially opened her eyes and found Pepper standing over her head.
"Oh, no. I really
do not think you know what you are talking about",
Pepper said with a menacing grin as she remained shadowing over Taco's
"Oh, Taco darling, you're
going to have to be much wider than that. Relax.
Let me in", Caramel cooed between heavy-petting licks, seemingly
to the butterfly-dog's presents.
Caramel's voice, more now
than ever, was pure velvet, and her tongue was
acting as a very experienced and persuasive muscle, making her insides
tingly, and wet by example. Despite, or taunting Pepper's browbeating
Taco closed her eyes again and moaned with pleasure as she fully relaxed
body again. To say the least, she was greatly disappointed when
pom stopped and took the pocket-dog's crotch out of her maw.
whimper, Taco looked down at the chibi fireball of a dog with pleading
yiffiness just in time to see a golden forepaw turn sideways and get
up her momentary relaxed muff. Both toys yelped as Taco clenched
Caramel's paw, and then the pom grinned hungrily and tried to shove
her foreleg in as the Chihuahua moaned, caterwauled, yiffed, yowled,
bicycled the air with all four legs.
"You want to know what my
fantasy is?" Pepper asked menacingly, nose to
nose with Taco with a toothy grin on her face.
Taco was looking in Pepper's
direction, but was too overwhelmed with the
sensations running through her body to register anything she was seeing
hearing. Next thing she knew, Pepper's maw was around hers, and
a couple pops of Pepper's jaw, her entire head was in the pappy's throat.
Even as her spastic breathing was being sucked heartily down the
butterfly-dog's salivating gullet, she her entire world was the fire
juiciness in her pulsating tunnel. It wasn't until the penetration
her loins stopped and her air supply started running short that Taco
panicking and thrashing about. She tried to wiggle out, or turn
over, but a
formidable weight was again on top of her body and pressing down on
forelegs, and now against her thrashing body, it was causing pain instead
pleasure. Finally, shortly after Taco lost the energy to continue
and before she started feeling dizzy and ready to faint, Carmel finally
rolled off of her, nipped the scruff of her neck, and yanked her out
As Taco tried to catch her
breath, Pepper hissed, "Now, you bony kibble.
We can do this the easy way, or the hard way. Stay quiet and
actually be fun for you. Bark, and everyone here will be ripping
and eating you."
You're not going to let her eat me, are you?" Taco gasped,
though a part of her knew that Carmel had been in on this from the
"What, and miss out on a
great meal. No, Taco. She's not going to eat
you. I am", Carmel said distantly as she rolled over and scritched
cushy tummy as best she could. Worked up and heated, she wobbled
around in a slow circle on her thick back fat like a jiggly fur-covered
water balloon until she was facing away from Pepper and Taco, and cooed
her thick hind legs kicked the around her musky muff, "Your delicious
will be a sensuous dessert to my pallet."
"B-but. But I thought
we were friends", Taco whimpered as she tried to
roll to her feet, but was pounced and pinned down by Pepper, who was
sniffing the air hungrily, trying to get a whiff of the pom's musky
"We are. Be a happy
meal. Please. The last thing I want to do is make
you give me indigestion", Carmel said as she wiggled back around, looked
over at the Chihuahua lovingly with her twinkling hazel eyes, and pawing
air playfully. "Ever been slipped into a Christmas stocking?"
"Um, no", Taco answered
cautiously, swinging her gaze between Pepper and
"Oh then this is going to
be a new experience altogether. Stick your feet
in my mouth, start wiggling as Pepper pushes you in, and then take
breath when your muzzle is inside mine", Carmel instructed sensually
rolled back onto her feet again and started waddling towards the two
"Won't you choke?" Taco
quizzed as Pepper eased up the hold on her and then
hopped back around to behind her head.
"Run, and I will tear your
throat out", Pepper hissed.
"Oh, that's half the fun,
Taco darling. Your body's going to be to my
throat what my paw was to that tight, little muff of yours. As
much as I'd
love to stick you up my muff, I'm not that flexible, so swallowing
will be just as furotic. Oh yes, Taco. I want to choke
on your taunt body.
I want to scritch and knead your velvety fur with my spazzing
muscles. Skirting the edge of death is so..." Carmel started
as she flopped
down on her belly, wrapped her paws around Taco's legs, and guided
her tiny maw. "Relax, Taco. Once you're inside me, you'll
think you're in
"B-but. But I WILL
end up in canine heaven. Oh please, Carmel, please. I
believe you, but please. I don't want to die yet. Please
don't do this",
Taco whimpered as she looked between her legs at Carmel's pallet, throat,
She knew that behind her
field of vision past the tiny muzzle were those
bright eyes, which, along with the pom's angelic voice, could calm
harshest storm. Taco easily pulled her legs out of Carmel's throat
embrace, and then the pom closed her mouth with a patient sigh and
sympathetic gaze on the uncertain pocket-dog. As they locked
eyes with each
other, Taco felt her will melt away and the fat pom smiled even more
Behind Taco, Pepper growled tersely, and Taco figured that if
had only two options on her death, then she'd rather end it in the
enveloped embrace of the pom's stomach. Even if Pepper had offered
soft-vore proposal to her, Carmel's belly looked like it could accommodate
her quite comfortably, though the pom would probably be rendered immobile
from the new girth.
"Okay Caramel", Taco finally
"Ready, Carmel? One...
two... three... ready or not, here she comes",
Pepper mrrred as Caramel took a deep breath and Taco slipped her feet
the pom's throat.
Pepper planted her forepaws
on Taco's shoulders and used her entire body to
shove the pocket-dog down Carmel's throat. When Taco's body got
too big for
her normal maw space, Pepper pushed harder and Caramel's jaw dislocated
a couple quick audible pops. Once she'd rolled over onto her
Caramel's tongue whipped and prodded over Taco's underbelly and Taco
transfixed her gaze on the bulges her body was making on the pom's
and when she wiggled her toes, now belly. Bulk included, Taco
was at most a
quarter of Caramel's size, but once her entire body was inside the
belly, she now knew Caramel would be able to walk. Carmel was
doughy golden-furred belly with all four paws, and as she slipped in
and more, Taco stroked the wall's of Carmel's drippingly gooey acidic
with her hind paws as she stroked and scritched the wild flame of neck
"What the... Oh my God!"
a human voice burst out, destroying the moment.
Panicking, Taco thrust her
forelegs out of Carmel's throat and started
kicking, barking, and clawing at Pepper, which in turn made Carmel
uncomfortable, and shortly after Pepper was knocked sideways, Carmel
convulsed and upchucked Taco as well as the undigested portion of her
meal. The family wasn't exactly sure of what they'd seen, or
how to take
it, but by the time the cell door was open, Carmel was on her side,
whimpering and retching, and Pepper was at Taco's throat. Taco
quickly and was proving a formidable adversary, which the family encouraged
with woops and hollers. Emptied and roughed up, Carmel tried
to slink away,
but found herself scooped up and held in midair by her armpits, her
weight threatened to slide her through her master's firm grip and plop
uncomfortably on the ground. She felt like a whale out of water
and if it
wouldn't have put her in deeper trouble than she was already in, she
have loved to relieve herself to lighten herself even that bit.
Please, put me down", Carmel whimpered as she bicycled
her hind legs in a vain attempt to get a more stable grip on the human
When are you going to ever learn to control your
appetite? Double, triple, quadruple servings I can understand.
most beautiful creature I've ever met, and the bigger you get, the
beautiful you become. But eating other dogs is a no-no", the
scolded with just a hint of canine-readable mirth in his voice.
Carmel couldn't understand
every word her master was telling her, but she
knew she was being punished for getting caught by the other humans
vore activity. Her master didn't really mind that she was cannibalistic.
It had been quite a while since she'd last eaten store-bought dog food,
so, to be truthful, she knew he took great pleasure in watching her
fellow animals "to sleep". Toy dogs and kittens, Carmel could
whole, and her master loved to be there to see it, but larger dogs
required her master's participation with a meat cleaver and a chopping
board, and the meal itself would be rationed out to her in private
long as it took so as to protect the integrity of the visiting dogs.
actually rare that she had to eat regular dog food or act out vore
master hadn't pre-approved of. If there weren't any local pets
that had to
disappear, her master was well known enough in his outside humanitarian
to get other pets transferred from elsewhere. Those that showed
misunderstood and eager for a second chance were put into her pound
All the other cells were for those waiting to be put into her belly.
past couple weeks had been slow, the supply had been running low as
hunger had increased, and her stomach and Pepper had enticed her to
Now she had nothing in her stomach, a bad taste in her mouth, and an
agonizing amount of weight tugging on her spine.
If she survived her punishment,
Carmel hoped her next meal would be an
equally heated male.
"I'm sorry, master!
I'm very, very sorry! Please! Please put me down!"
Carmel moaned, pleadingly looking up into her master's eyes.
With a sigh and a helpless
shake of the head, her master laid her chubby
body against his chest, and crossed his arms underneath and around
blubbery rolls of fat slowly molded around her upper legs and against
chest, and bloated a small pillow for her tiny muzzle to settle on.
could look at was the ceiling and a glimpse of his hair, so she closed
eyes and rocked/rubbed her furry pillow of a body against his.
Passing a nasty glance at
Pepper, Taco's new family picked their new pet
up; happy to see she was more than capable of defending herself.
cell was closed again and everyone was back in the front pet supplies
the husband finally asked while looking with mixed feelings at Carmel,
Did I see that right? Was that... dog, actually swallowing our
He didn't sound outraged
and Carmel, not sensing any wrath, responded to
the signs of a message directed at her with a sweet, innocent smile,
master rubbed her back fat and responded with, "Well, some dogs drink
toilet, or make a mess in the house, or chew up the furniture.
Special. Well, no harm done, right? I'll throw in a free
bottle of shampoo
and a grooming mitt for your troubles."
Other than some uneasy glances,
Taco's new family showed no major
negativity against what Carmel had done, and they let Taco nuzzle and
Carmel as she rested in her fleece doggy bed. Also in good tidings,
Carmel's master threw in a free doggy bed for Taco, too.
"Bye, Taco. I bet
you're relieved that Pepper was wrong about your new
masters. I'm sorry that I almost killed you. I hope you'll
forgive me and
not let it vex you while you're with them", Carmel sighed as the gnawing
pains in her stomach competed fiercely with the comforting strokes
"Oh yes, of course, Carmel.
Of course. You didn't hurt me. I'm sorry I
hurt you. I'm very sorry I made you throw up", Taco whimpered
as the son
picked her up off the pom and started carrying her towards the door.
"Take good care of then,
Taco. Guard them well", Carmel concluded as she
watched the pocket-dog get boxed up.
"Thank you. I will.
Thanks for everything. It did get interesting at the
end. Thank you", Taco yipped back with a twisted smile.
"*Heh* Well, don't go jumping
down some dog's throat just because you made
it out of mine", Carmel added in and then moaned from the acid reflux.
Once the family was gone,
the master lightly nestled a towel over her body
and said as he scritched between her ears, "Well, you're in luck, Priscilla.
You don't have to starve. There's a guy selling free kittens
because you've been a bad girl, I'm only bringing back one."
To make it up to her master,
Carmel promised herself she'd make the most of
ingesting that one kitten.