Oliver

You see her ears before anything else, the grey fur twitching back and forth.

“Hey…” her face is cherry red, and she isn't doing a very good job of hiding her boner under her boxers or crossed hands.

“Just you?” You find yourself asking while rolling onto your side, giving her full view of your front. Your **** fight against your body failing at every turn, you can't stop your legs from spreading out, showing her your moist panties. You're a helpless passenger, and Oliver hasn't slept yet so she still wants to knock you up!

“Yeah,” she nods, sitting down and putting a hand on your hand. “Though, can I be honest with you?” her other hand starts stroking your midriff and a sudden calm comes over you. You can't explain it, one moment you were panicking and the next Oliver is grinning at you as you smile back. It takes you a moment to realize your tongue is sticking out.

"Knew it, I knew you were gonna be some kind of dog." Your mind is fuzzy and Oliver has the most adorably dorky grin...

“Was that what you wanted to be honest about?” your body lays back, spreading your legs more obviously. It's hard to think, between the growing need of your pussy, and the overwhelming belly rub you can barely keep track of your arms.

“Ever since your change I can’t help but have these fantasies of…well…” she stops rubbing just long enough for you to see how adorable she is when flustered. “Making you get bigger?” for a brief moment you realized what she was saying, than she started rubbing again.

"How much have you cum? You've got one hell of an agaho face."

"Haven't, why I would from belly?" Oliver takes her free hand and just places it over your pussy. Suddenly the belly rub felt lless like pure relaxing pleasure and more like the a raging fire. You heard yourself give a very dog like whine

"No fair," you're now panting hard, your entire body heating up with the sudden switch. "This was supposed to be about boobs"

Oliver doesn't miss a beat, the moment you finish complaining she leans in and gently bites your right nipple. The fire switches to shock radaing out from there for the barest of seconds before stopping. She does the same to your left nipple, than your shoulders, neck and ears. She teases your entire upper body with her mouth, driving you insane making sure you stay right on the edge. Meanwhile she never stops rubbing your belly, you have no clue how long this lasts but on the seventh or eighth pass by your left ear she pauses and whispers:

"Thanks for teaching me how to keep girls on edge, I really enjoy returning the favor."

"You're welcome. Now stop showing off." Your panties come tearing off, the drenched cotton ripping. Soon Oliver is on top, her dick right at your pussy. There's something you're forgetting...

"You re.." Oliver doesn't get the chance to tease you anymore, your legs wrap around her and shove her dick in. You could feel your body go limp as everything exploded into jolts of electricity before burning flames built back into jolts again.

"Um...sorry..." That's weird Oliver doesn't have anything to be sorry for...