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onlyapuppy · 1 month

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adopt me.

part 1/3?

[ reader x transmasc ]

(reader has no implied gender. genital terms used for transmasc character include tcock, cock, and pussy)

cages lined the walls behind the front desk, each one contained a Puppy, all different sizes and breeds and builds. the crates along the back wall stacked two high, while others were given a spot in the window, visible to anyone walking down the street.

“welcome to the adoption center, please sign in here and then we’ll walk you through the process!” the woman at the counter chimed.

you thanked her, jotting down some information on a form at the desk, nervous excitement built in your chest.

she took the form, briefly reviewing it, nodding as she glanced over what you had written regarding your preferences.

“i’m sure you’ll find we have a few that meet your needs perfectly.” she led you behind the desk.

“feel free to let me know if any of our pretty pups catch your eye, but i have a few in mind that i think will satisfy your needs!” the attendant draped a few leads over her arm, opening a kennel here and there and clipping them onto the pets’ collars. they each followed obediently behind her, whimpering each time the leashes tugged them forwards.

once she had three Pups trailing behind her, she opened a door, which lead to a quiet room. this room was dimly lit, with five plush-lined crates surrounding a low bed, simply adorned with a lush bedspread and a few pillows intentionally scattered across it. a few display cases lined the walls, impact implements hung from hooks, and shelves were stocked with any toy one could imagine.

the Pups each trotted over to their crates when she released them from their leashes, already knowing their places.

heat spread through your veins as you took in their obedience, their eyes all wide with anticipation. they can’t wait for what comes next, and it strikes you as cruel to keep them waiting any longer.

you’ve nearly forgotten she was standing there, but the attendant breaks your train of thought as she secures the last of the three Pups in their kennels.

“now, take your time with them, really see which of these Pups can best,” she pauses, “meet your needs.” you feel yourself blush, despite yourself. “you know where to find me if you need anything. help yourself to any of these tools. we find our best pairings come from really getting to know the Pups and how they respond to a variety of experiences. enjoy yourself!” she said with a pleased smile, exiting the room and closing the door behind her.

your heart pounded in your chest as you approached the first cage, opening the latch.

this Pup is small, but his body is rounded and soft. he shook his shaggy fur out of his eyes, looking up at you with wide eyes as he timidly crawled out of the cage, gently nudging your leg with his nose, shying away from your gaze.

“hi, there,” you whispered, voice low and comforting. “would you like to join me on the bed?”

he nodded eagerly, a pitiful whine breaking through his little mouth. he hopped onto the bed and crouched down into a waiting position, but it’s apparent he’s not capable of being patient much longer by the way you can see his hips shift against the pillow he’s positioned over.

you smiled, reviewing the selection of toys and selecting a few that catch your eye. the Pup blushes when you return to the bed, but doesn’t have enough shame to stop himself from grinding against the pillow.

“do you need to be touched that badly?” a hint of a mocking tone enters your voice. your first Pup whines, nodding over and over again, hips pressing harder down as he chases a pleasure that keeps slipping out of his grasp.

“come here then,” you gently command, and he’s immediately climbing into your lap, his back pressed against your chest. he whimpers.

your hand slips between his thighs. his black panties had disguised how wet he was, but one touch reveals the extent of his desperation. louder whines break from his throat, and softer whimpering echoes in turn from the other two Pups, still locked in their cages, eyes glued to your hand.

the Pet’s hips jump away at the touch, but quickly return. he starts rutting against your fingers with no more hesitation, precious whines slipping through his lips with each thrust into your hand.

you slip your fingers underneath his underwear and find that his sweet little tcock has grown swollen. brushing your fingers over it, he gasps. he throws his head back against your should, and you can see his cheeks burning red.

overwhelmed already, he didn't anticipate the vibrator that you pressed against his pussy, powering it on before he had a chance to react.

with one arm, you held him tight against you, the other held the wand firmly to his dripping pussy. he cries out louder now, overstimulated by your touch, the sensation of the toy as you let it drift up to his cock and back down to his pretty pussy.

his hips jerked against the toy rhythmically, in time with his pitiful whimpers. his nails scraped at your thighs as you pressed the toy firmly against his tcock, his cries raising in pitch.

out of the corner of your eye, you caught a glimpse of the two remaining pups. the first had her tongue lolled out as she rutted against the blanket in her crate, eyes glazed over with pleasure as she watches you.

the second is laid down in the most precious position, obedient and proper, though you can tell it’s strained. the look in their eyes is desperate, and they look as though they might begin to cry if forced to wait much longer. you make a mental note to make it worth their wait, to praise them for their good behavior.

turning your attention back to the pup in your arms, he begins to paw at your arm, whining as though he’s been starved and you’re holding a treat just out of reach. your hand falls to his dripping pussy and he lets out a sharp cry, ever so sensitive. you begin to slip your fingers around his slick, messy pussy, teasing closer and closer before sliding two fingers in, curling them deep inside him. his whole body responds, he clings to you desperately and the noises he makes sound like heaven.

you want more. you pump your fingers over and over again, wrenching pleasure from him. and you love the way that you are solely responsible for those cries, the way his body can’t handle the ecstasy you induce. you feel him clench around you, swelling with his approaching orgasm and you press on, feeling his wetness, his warmth envelop your fingers and you go faster, drawing him nearer and nearer to the edge until he falls. falls so deep into pleasure that he can’t even hold himself up any longer.

breaths heave his chest, whimpers slipping from his lips on every exhale. you let your fingers slide out slowly from between his legs, his cum nearly dripping from your fingers.

his lips part willingly when you bring your messy fingers to his mouth. his tongue dances around your fingertips, lapping at them, he let's out pleased little noises. you praise him, whispering what a good boy he is, what a good job he did making such a mess for you.

his pleased gasps and hums have your heart swelling with pride.

"what a precious little pet..."

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