The New Family Home

Three months after the wedding, Dorothy made a decision that changed everything.

She bought a large, secluded estate with vast grounds, multiple kennels, and plenty of private space. The entire family moved in together:

Dorothy (your owner and Alpha)

Elena (Dorothy’s sister)

Victoria (the family matriarch and your mother’s new wife)

Your mother (now the official family step-mom whore)

You — Slutcunt, the family breeding bitch

And the pack: 20 large, virile, unneutered dogs (a mix of Labs, Shepherds, Rottweilers, Mastiffs, and a few wolf hybrids)

Daily Life in the New Household

The hierarchy was absolute:

Victoria was the Grand Alpha.

Dorothy & Elena were the dominant daughters.

Your mother was the family whore — used constantly by the three futas.

You were the lowest: the breeding bitch and dog toy.

Your mother was almost never allowed clothes. She spent most of her days on her knees or bent over, serving Victoria, Dorothy, and Elena. Her holes were constantly in use. Many mornings you would wake up to the sound of her moaning and gagging as Victoria fucked her throat while Dorothy and Elena took her from behind.

She had accepted her new role completely. She even seemed to enjoy it.

You, on the other hand, belonged to everyone — and especially to the dogs.

Your Daily Routine

Every morning began in the large outdoor kennel area.

You crawled out of your oversized dog bed (shared with several of the pack) with your floppy ears bouncing and tail wagging. The 20 dogs were always eager. You were their favorite bitch.

They would take turns mounting you in the grass while the family watched from the patio, drinking coffee. Some days you were bred by ten or more dogs before breakfast. Your hole was almost permanently gaping and leaking now. Your cage dripped constantly.

After the morning breeding, Dorothy would call you inside.

You crawled into the dining room and took your place under the table. While the family ate real food, you ate from between their legs — or directly from their asses when they felt like feeding you.

Your mother often sat at the table with cum running down her thighs, smiling softly as she watched you service the family.

In the afternoons, you were usually taken to the “breeding yard” — a large fenced area where guests and neighbors were allowed to bring their dogs to use you. The pack of 20 was also free to use you anytime.

Evenings belonged to the family.

Victoria, Dorothy, and Elena would often use both you and your mother at the same time — your mother getting fucked by their cocks while you were **** to lick their balls, ass, or clean up the mess afterward. Sometimes they would make your mother hold your leash while they bred you.

The dogs were never far away. Many nights you slept in the middle of the pack, getting knotted again and again while your mother was passed between the three futas in the master bedroom.

One Typical Evening

Victoria was fucking your mother hard over the couch, her massive cock stretching her wide. Your mother moaned like a whore, eyes half-lidded in pleasure.

Dorothy had you on all fours right beside them, using your throat while Elena fucked your ass.

All three women were moaning and laughing.

“Look at them,” Victoria said proudly. “Mother and son… both reduced to family fucktoys.”

Your mother reached out weakly and stroked one of your floppy ears as she got railed.

“You’re such a good bitch, baby…” she gasped.

You could only bark wetly around Dorothy’s cock.

“Arf… arf-arf!”

Your tail wagged furiously as Elena knotted you again.

The 20 dogs waited their turn outside, barking and howling, knowing their favorite breeding bitch would be sent to them soon — leaking, exhausted, and ready.

This was your life now.

No escape.

No future.

No identity except being the family’s drooling, floppy-eared, tail-wagging, constantly bred bitch.

And every single day, your tail wagged with pure, mindless happiness.