Sara and the New Family Dog by OverAndOut

Disclaimer: This story contains bestiality and graphic rape. I do not condone rape in any way, shape, or form. This is purely a work of fantasy and, as such, contains fantastical elements. Hope you enjoy.The sun glittered in the icy exhaust of idling cars lining the curb. Boxes and suitcases leaned to one side or the other under the weight of their owner’s elbows as they awaited their parent’s arrival. It was holiday. Students were finally finished with their classes for the semester, finals just behind them. A chill wind whipped at Sara’s freckled nose, her brown hair tickled her cheeks. It had been a long three months of studying physics, though since her first year ended last Spring the classes had become easier. The weeder courses were always the most challenging. She thought about her finals and hoped the ones that hadn’t come back yet would bear good news. It wasn’t that Sara didn’t need to study, just that she had worked to understand how the math worked rather than memorizing. A voice pulled her from her thoughts.

“Hey! Sara,” said a young woman in a black puffer vest. Sara turned and smiled, her auburn eyes sparkling.

“Oh my God, Audrey! I thought you’d left yesterday,” said Sara.

“No, my parents missed their flight so they’ll be here today.”

“Gotcha, well my dad said he’d be here any second,” she said, looking around. “Any chance you wanna stick around and help us put my stuff in his car?”

Audrey laughed, “Yeah I can help you, these boxes are almost as big as you are!”

“They are not!”

“Bro, you’re literally not even five feet tall!” Audrey patted her head, she stood almost a foot taller. The rowing team was happy to have her and her athletic prowess. They had met a little into the semester in a class on fluid mechanics. Audrey was premed with a physics minor and had sat down next to her, hoping Sara could get her through the class. She had been right. The class was normally for Junior and up, but Sara had been able to test in as a Sophomore. Sara walked through her classes with a bit of struggle here and there, but otherwise didn’t work too hard. They became fast friends, “You’re still coming to visit before Christmas, right?” asked Audrey.

Sara shoved two red-gloved fingers skyward, “Two weeks!” She looked over Audrey’s shoulder and saw her dad’s navy SUV pulling up a few cars away. “Hey, that’s my dad, come on.” She grabbed her suitcase and a small box, walking toward the car. Audrey picked up a heavy box and followed Sara.

“Well look who it is,” said Sara’s dad as he got out of the car.

“Hi!” said Sara, setting down her things and running to him. He wrapped her in a big bear hug, sweeping her off her feet. Sara’s black jeans and flats waved in the air as he swung her around. He smelled of rosewood pipe smoke and holiday spices. She missed her family constantly.

“How’s my little honeybat?” he said, “and who’s your friend?” He looked up at Audrey with blue eyes, smiling through his blonde and white beard.

“I’m doing great, honestly! This is Audrey, from one of my classes,” said Sara.

“Hi Mr. Evans. We met in fluid mechanics this semester, Sara’s saved me!” She extended a hand.

“Call me Robert,” he said, taking her hand and pulling her into a hug. “Any friend of Sara’s is a friend of ours!” Audrey was taken aback by the hug, but welcomed it nonetheless. Her parents weren’t big huggers. Nor were they particularly welcoming towards her friends. Robert released her and turned to Sara, “Well let’s get you loaded up, honey, we gotta two hour drive and Mom’s expecting us.” He opened the trunk and the trio walked toward the boxes left on the curb, chatting about this and that. With the three of them it only took a few minutes to put everything into the back of the car. The door closed with a slam. “Alrighty, good to go,” said Robert. “It was nice to meet you, Audrey, you’re welcome any time!” With that he gave her another quick hug.

“Thank you Mr. Evans, I mean Robert.” Her voice was muffled in the fabric of his tan coat.

“I’ll see you in a few weeks,” said Sara.

“Can’t wait!” They hugged and Sara clambered into the car. They both waves as the car lurched away.

On the drive home, Sara waxed about the struggles and pleasures of college. Not all the pleasures, of course. Her body count wasn’t sky-high, but three boys had enjoyed her petite frame over her time at college. And she had thoroughly enjoyed them, the last being on her 20th birthday that September. Sex was fun. There was no real desire for a relationship, Sara felt that college was a time to experiment and explore. She hadn’t been with a girl, but the thought crossed her mind more than once.

Sara told him about the gymnastics team approaching her to be a flier, but she declined having already spent nine years and losing her interest. Her dad let her in on the goings on of the household. Her brother, Joey, was doing well in high-school, though spent “far too much time” playing video games. He was a generally amicable person, they got along much better now that Sara had moved out. Her mom, Judy, was working a lot, she was working on a new apparatus for MRI machines that demanded much of her free time. He told her about how he had been baking again recently and doing little projects around the house. A wobbly doorknob here, a leaky faucet there. Robert had taken care of the home duties for as long as Sara could remember, he was a wonderful stay at home dad who adored his two children. She missed his little treats and it was good to hear he was back into his hobby.

“How’s Neptune?” asked Sara.

Her parents had decided to get a dog while she was away. He was a doberman-shepherd mix. They had sent her pictures of him, his black fur rippled over his muscular body, his long bushy tail swayed low to the ground.

“He’s doing great, he’s spent his first months with us just lounging. As planned, he’s made a perfect replacement for you,” he said, glancing slyly over at her.

“Oh ha ha, yeah you keep it up, see if I eat your pastries!”

He laughed, “Uh huh, sure you won’t.” He grabbed her thigh and squeezed, making her yelp.

“Dad!” Her red lips pouted and she crossed her arms. She smiled, it was good to be home. “Well I can’t wait to meet him, finally.”

“He’s a good boy, though Joey said he nipped at him once or twice,” he paused thoughtfully, “probably just getting used his new home.”

As they drove the houses became more and more spread out, snowy farmland stretched between clumps of trees. The occasional smell of manure and hay filled the car, triggering a cacophony of gasping and laughter. Songs drifted in over the radio. Mountains rolled beyond the treeline, rising and falling to the lilting music. After two short hours they arrived at a long gravel driveway with a red mailbox nestled in the trees at the base of a hill. The familiar crunch of gravel and flickering trees signaled that she was officially done for the semester.

She was home.

“Look who I found scrounging around our trashcans!” her dad announced as he opened the front door and warm air enveloped Sara’s cold face. Judy waved delicate fingers at him as he chuckled and cleared the path to let the hugging begin. Her mom’s thick brown hair was in a tight bun and Sara remembered how she used to pull her brains out doing her hair in middleschool. Brown eyes beamed from behind thin black glasses that rested comfortably on her mousy nose. Her red and green holiday sweater was flecked with glitter, as were her brown leggings, presumably the same glitter from the sweater. Her beasts engulfed Sara’s face as she was swept up like a branch in a flood. She pecked the top of her head with kisses. Subtle perfume plucked at Sara’s memory.

“Ah my baby, I missed you so much,” she said, smothering her daughter.

“Mom I can’t breathe!” Her mom pulled her to arms length. Sara laughed, “It’s been three months, mom.”

Her mom put a hand to her chest, “Can’t a mother love her daughter?” Sara went in for another hug.

“I love you, too, mom.”

Joey piped up, “Hey, Sara, how goes it?” He was as tall as their father with a mop of unkempt brown hair. He wore overly tight pants and an old Def Leopard t-shirt.

“Not bad, not bad. How much school you got left?” They hugged.

“Just a week, then I’m as free as you,” he said.

She teased, “Not as free as me, young man, you still got a semester after this one.” He rolled his eyes.

The house was decorated for Christmas as usual with lights, streamers, and a wonderful tree glowing from the living room. Smells of cookies and pastries lingered in the halls, rubbing against the cool window panes that kept the winter frost at bay. Off white walls adorned with family pictures a little too high for Sara’s liking reflected twinkling reds and greens.

“Hey, Joey, why don’t you go let Neptune out and he can meet Sara?” asked her mom. Joey nodded and went down the hall to an unused room and opened the door.

“Oh boy,” said Sara as a black mass of fur bolted out and hurtled towards her. He was massive. Neptune’s shoulders rested just below her belly button and his head above her breasts as he began to eagerly lick her face. “Okay! Okay! Okay, buddy, calm down!” she said, holding up her small hands to push keep the jubilant animal at bay. If he were untrained, he would have bowled her over, easily standing a foot and a half over her head on his hind legs.

“Neptune, stop that!” said her mom, grabbing him by the collar. “Sit.” He quickly sat at her side, though continued to vibrate with excitement ready to pounce. Sara eyed the dog and, looking down, was surprised to see two heavy testicles resting on the cold kitchen tile.

“Aren’t you supposed to neuter them?” she asked.

“Well he’s already three and they hadn’t done it at the shelter for some reason so we figured why bother,” said her dad. “Anyways, Joey why don’t you give me a hand with the boxes.”

“Sure,” said Joey, slipping on the first pair of shoes he could find, a pair of worn green crocs. Together they went out and brought the boxes into the house and up the steps. Meanwhile Sara took off her jacket and knit sweater, the warmth of the house was making her sweat. Her mom brought Neptune over for a controlled meeting.