Locked and loaded

In the evening the three of you make your way to doctor Smith who will inject a healthy load of canine cum right through your cervix into your womb. Since it is quite late you can use the main entrance without being stared at. While you wait for your appointment you get the attention of Alex and Doe who play with you and pet your head to pass the time. A short while later, as you are just in the middle of an awesome belly rub, you are called into the exam room.

Your insemination is a rather quick process. The doc makes you lie on your back, spreads your lower lips, and simply inserts a syringe. A firm push on the piston and you feel the huge load splashing around inside you. Your fate is sealed. With a glowing smile you meet Does eyes.

As he withdraws the syringe the doc pushes an inflatable plug inside your moist channel. "Normally the males knot would keep his load in place, I have decided to use the next best thing." He pumps air into the plug, and you can feel it growing, pushing on your walls. "You are to keep this inside until you go to sleep. And maybe you should start taking vitamins. Happy conception!" A last big squeeze on the pump and you are plugged up. Locked and loaded.

Back home you are quickly tugged into your cage. Apparently laying still is best for optimal impregnation. Before Doe and Alex leave you to fuck on the master bed, she kneels next to your cage. "Emmy, you might wonder what breed of dog I have decided to be father your pups. Well, after having a talk with the doc he told me that one litter can have multiple fathers, so I told him to prepare a healthy mix. It will be a bit of a surprise when you come down. Now sleep tight, sweety!"

Listening to Alex and Doe in the queen size bed you think they might be working on stuffing Does womb as well. It would be nice for your pups to have someone to play with and Doe seems in the mood right now. Meanwhile you are laying in your cage rubbing your belly that soon will be swollen with a happy litter of half breeds.

As you fall into your slumber you dream about your children as they play in the garden, tugging each other’s tail jumping around before coming back to you to get cuddled and petted and scratched behind their flappy ears.