Tactical retreat. But as the last feeding frenzy led to some interesting developments...

"Youngsters these days..."

"Dayum, them bitches be crazy!"

"Damn millenials."

James' ears twisted and twitched under the beret as he listened to these and other, less polite remarks. It wasn't like he could even argue against them: Looking over the table, he realized they had left an impressive mess, scraps of meat and even bits of bone strewn over the table cloth. Apparently, it wasn't only their sex drive that had been upped - this had been an actual feeding frenzy. Of course, they hadn't eaten yet, but the two of them had polished off the entire meat section of the buffet! The dog morph felt his face burning, shame replacing the pleasant feeling of stuffing himself.

"Are you okay?" Lily asked, a hint of worry sneaking into her satisfied smile. "You're all red."

"D-dont' you hear them?" James whispered, leaning towards his step-sister/packmate/girlfriend. "They're talking about us! About how we trashed our table!"

"No, your ears must be..." Lily began before she trailed off, realizing the state the table was in. "Wow, we really left a mess. God, this is embarassing..."

"Yeah, let's pay and get out of here!"

Quickly getting up, the dog morphs moved quickly, Lily pushing her credit card into Amy's hands who couldn't suppress a slightly annoyed expression as she realized why James and Lily were in such a hurry. Remaining professional nonetheless, she processed the payment and wished them a nice day, James' ears still picking up a deep sigh from Amy when he and Lily slipped out of the door. Linking arms, they hurried down the street for a few dozen meters until they felt far enough away and slowed down to a walk. Suddenly, Lily started giggling.

"Oh god, I feel so bad," she gasped between laughing fits, leaning against James. "Did... did you see their faces? They looked so shocked!"

"Yes!" With relief flooding through James, Lily's giggling proved infectious. "I'm so glad no one actually said something to us! I would have just stood there and stared!"

"I know, right?!" Lily grinned as they continued walking, nearing a small park just off the street. "I'd probably have barked and ran a--"

Lily suddenly fell quiet and stepped in front of James, forcing him to stop, and grabbed his upper arms, digging her fingers into his strong muscles. She was staring at his abs, her face obscured by her hair, but James could hear her laboured, shaky breathing.

"Lily? Are you all--"

As soon as James spoke, Lily's head wipped up and he found himself fixed by a ****, pleading stare, her face flush and her eyes brimming with tears.

"Wha--? Did I... did they...?" James stammered, unable to form a coherent thought in the face of his seemingly distraught packmate.

He was thus completely blindsided when Lily suddenly pressed her body against him, nibbling on his exposed shoulder and neck, arms wrapped tightly around him. With Lily's marvelous breasts mashed into his and her crotch grinding against his bulge, James felt his knot swell rapidly, pointy dick already peeking out of its sheath.

"Wh-what's going on?" Confusion warred with arousal, but there was a scent wafting into James' sensitive nose that was rather rapidly tipping the scales towards lust. "What are you..."

"I... I feel so hoooot," Lily mewled into James' shoulder, languidly licking over it. "P-Please, I need..."

The slowly mounting lust made James' knees weak, and so they almost buckled when Lily jumped him, wrapping her legs around his wide, muscular hips to dry hump her snatch against his throbbing, growing bulge. Grabbing his packmates tight ass to support her, James felt her tail quiver under the fabric, small spasms running through her muscles. Lily kept kissing, licking and nibbling on James' shoulder, neck and jaw, her hands stroking his back.

"I need your dick," she moaned breathlessly, face rubbing against his. "Please, it's so hard already, please give it to me, fuck me, breed me!"

"W-we can't!" Why not? "Not here." What was wrong with the park? "We have to get home..." And wait to stuff Lily's eager snatch? "We have to..." But the smell, this heavenly smell that told him his packmate was ready and waiting for his throbbing dick...

Biting the inside of his cheek so the pain helped him withstand the siren call of Lily's pussy, James took a shaky step towards their home, then another and another. He didn't want to run for fear of losing his beret - or making Lily bounce too much. Any more stimulation than her grinding and James wasn't sure if he could hold out. As it was, Lily's **** attempts to fill her empty cunt and her husky, needy voice begging him to mount her were almost too much to bear for James. His packmate's smell alone had him rock-hard and twitching in his yoga pants, the upper half of his cock peeking out and staining his oversized shirt with pre.

It was two blocks to the house. It might have as well been two hundred. Every step was an ordeal, only a supreme effort of will keeping James going. His every sense screamed at him to just let go, to just breed his packmate right here, but James held on. Even so, with Lily unabashedly lavishing him with licks and kisses, the pair turned a few heads and received a fair amount of disparaging stares. James' nipples seemed to poke holes into the stretched-out tube top as Lily rubbed her own stiff pleasure nubs over his with every movement, and the dog morph felt his breathing becoming ever more ragged.

But finally, after what felt like hours, James could finally see their house.