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Chapter 1.

"Ok... You should have everything you need for a week. I wish I could stay for a bit to see how he's adjusting to this new place but I'm going to miss my flight. Really gotta go!" Yeji's friend rushed out of the apartment. She gave some last instructions as Yeji walked her to the elevator: "I haven't fed him yet today so he's probably pretty hungry right now... There's a scoop in the bag of kibble... And then the other bag, with his toys, his leash, there should be some treats in there..." Yeji smiled, amused by her friend's excessive worrying. She knew it was the first time she left her precious pet to someone else's care. "It’s gonna be fine. Just go, I’ll take good care of him, I promise.”

They had been close friends for years, so when she had told Yeji that she was going on an overseas trip for a week and needed someone to watch her dog, she almost immediately agreed, not thinking it would be a big hassle. Take him out on a walk a couple times a day and remember to feed him, it can’t be much harder than that, she thought. Itzy had just finished promotions for their latest comeback so she had the week off anyway, save for a couple short schedules like fan calls. All the other members had also decided to go visit family during this time off, so Yeji was left alone at their dorm. She already had previous pet experience with her family dogs, Hongsam and Insam, a couple of small poodles. And for some time now, she'd been thinking about getting a dog of her own. So this week of dog sitting was the perfect opportunity to get some practice in pet care. Her friend had provided some of his favorite food and toys for playtime. It all sounded so easy. What could possibly go wrong? But now that her friend had dropped off the dog and she was left alone with him at the dorm, she realized that this animal was very different from the tiny poodles she was used to.

His name was Hodu, a huge adult Rottweiler. The name translated to "walnut", chosen because he was one of those rare Rottweilers with a mostly light colored tan coat, the black fur that usually characterizes the breed only appearing in a thin strip running down his back and all over his tail. Even though he was technically a pure breed, his owners speculated that he might have had some Malinois mixed into his genes and passed on from many generations ago. That coat certainly looked unusual and striking for that breed and there was also something slightly more elegant and refined about his facial structure compared to the usual stocky look of a Rottweiler. But the most unusual thing about him was his size. He was way bigger than your average Rottweiler, his back reaching up to Yeji's hips when standing, the top of his head almost at the level of her belly button.

That beast was now standing quietly in the middle of her dorm's living room, wagging his tail, staring at her with an inquisitive look on his face, like he was trying to figure out what type of human his owner just left him with. Yeji knew how to interact with her parents' small poodles but there was something very different about the presence of this massive animal. Something very authoritative and intimidating she had never encountered in a dog before. She stood there for a while just staring back at him, examining his body, impressed with his powerful musculature. The muscle tone in his legs showed even through the thick coat of brown fur, denoting his strength. He probably weighed almost twice as much as her and for a second, the thought crossed Yeji's mind that if such a beast decided to attack her, there was absolutely nothing she could do about it. She was at his mercy. Hodu could view her as nothing but a weak prey if he wanted. And yet, he just stood there, tail still wagging, his kind eyes making it seem like he was just excited to meet a new human.

She finally snapped out of her silent fascination and approached him, smiling as she called his name in a cute high pitched voice. Hodu's tail started wagging faster as a response, moving towards her, before jumping up and leaning up against her, his front paws pressed on her belly. Yeji stumbled back and let out a surprised "humph" as she felt his weight on her — he was even heavier than she imagined.

"No, Hodu, no... uh... Down. Sit, Hodu. Sit."

To her surprise Hodu obeyed immediately, dropping back down on all fours as if he realized he had been a bit too paws-on, before sitting down and looking up at her, excitedly waiting for the next words coming out of her mouth. She knew he was well trained but she didn't expect him to listen to the commands of a complete stranger this easily. She suddenly felt a bit more confident. This huge animal felt less intimidating and more manageable, contrary to her first impression.

"Good boy, Hodu! Good boy!" She gave him a couple pats on the head, a couple scratches behind the ears as positive affirmation. If he could reciprocate the gorgeous smile that Yeji was showing him, he would have. Instead he just kept enthusiastically wagging his tail, clearly happy to have made a new friend. "Stay, Hodu, ok? Stay. I'll just go grab a bowl and get you some of your favorite food. I'm sure that'll make you feel more at home. You must be hungry."

Yeji grabbed a big bowl from her kitchen and went to scoop up a generous portion of kibble from the bag his owner had left her. That somewhat scary first impression was almost completely gone now that they shared a friendly first contact. I'm so dumb... why would I ever be scared of being alone in here with such a good dog... As she walked back to the living room where she had left Hodu, she was already thinking about all the possible routes where she could take him on walks around the neighborhood. But she was not expecting the surprise that was waiting for her.

In the short time she'd left him alone, Hodu had seemingly dragged one of the big cushions off her couch and onto the floor. He was mounting it, nestling part of it against his crotch and the moment Yeji walked back in, he started humping it vigorously.

"Hodu, no! Hodu, bad dog! Bad!"

She'd seen this behavior in her parents' dogs before, humping small, soft objects like plushies when they were in a rut. But never huge couch cushions like this. She put the bowl of kibble down and rushed to him, crouching and reaching for the cushion to try to pull it from under him. As soon as she started tugging on it to try to free it from under Hodu's weight, he barked at her. One sharp, snappy but loud bark like a warning, followed by a deep growl, baring his teeth at her. Yeji fell back onto the floor from her crouching position, letting out a gasp, startled. This didn't seem like the same dog who was wagging his tail at her just moments ago. She understood that displays of dominance and aggression often came with a rut, but Hodu's demeanor had flipped so quickly that it still surprised her. His kind, friendly eyes now looked like they were full of hostility. His warning felt clear, he wanted her to know he was in charge.

For a second, Yeji was almost too scared to move, just leaning back, sitting on the floor next to him, her heart pounding, watching him thrust his hips against the cushion. There was something mesmerizing about it, observing his powerful thighs tensing up, the muscles in his sides contracting with every sudden thrust under that shiny brown coat. And then she saw it, Hodu's cock, sliding out from inside its furry sheath. First, just the tip, bright red and glistening, poking out from inside the fur. And slowly, as he thrust his hips over and over again and the skin of his sheath kept catching the edge of the cushion, more and more of his cock was revealed. Yeji was transfixed by this sight, breathing heavily, not because of fear anymore but because she simply couldn't believe how massive Hodu's cock was. His abnormally huge proportions clearly applied to his genitals as well. The long, hard rod of throbbing cock meat kept sliding up and down the cushion in front of her. A slick, pulsing, veiny dog cock, so heavy and thick. So thick in fact that it seemed unreal, almost as thick as her wrist, she estimated. It was the most obscene thing she'd ever seen. Clear seminal fluid dribbling out of the tip every time it pushed forward against the cushion. Its size even more shocking knowing it wasn't even fully out of its sheath, still hiding a giant knot inside all of that fur.

Yeji felt strange at the sight of that gigantic dog cock, unable to think clearly. Frozen in place, watching Hodu's girthy, meaty pole flop around in front of her as he pleasured himself on that couch cushion. The entire dorm was silent except for Hodu's heavy panting. She knew she should stop him, she should do something, but she didn't. She couldn't. A sensation of heat rising in her chest, up her neck, feeling her face getting flushed as she observed this animalistic sexual display in front of her. Hodu's thrusts into the cushion getting faster, more violent. She just couldn't take her eyes off his cock. The heat spreading down her belly, between her legs, an uncontrollable feeling of arousal... No... What was happening to her, this couldn't be what she was feeling... lust... There's no way a dog could make her feel this way. But even as she was trying to calm herself, she unconsciously slid her hand down, under the waistband of her sweatpants and between her thighs. As if she wasn't in control of her movements, her body was acting on its own under the growing arousal. Hesitantly, over the thin fabric of her panties, she pressed a finger against her sensitive clit before sliding it down her slit — she was already dripping wet, her panties drenched. She felt the rush of endorphins in her body, up her chest, in her hardening nipples, that sweetest tingling. Laying more fingers against her pussy, she started rubbing it faster through her panties. She couldn't escape the reality of the situation no matter how hazy her mind was from the arousal: her and Hodu were both masturbating, both straining to reach climax, next to each other on the floor of her living room. Two shameless, horny animals just trying to cum.

"Hnng… ughnn..." A couple restrained moans of pure pleasure escaped Yeji's lips. She just couldn't hold them in as she was now rubbing her pussy as fast as she could. Hand inside her sweatpants, over her panties, legs spread wide open in Hodu's direction as if she wanted him to see how horny he was making her. But Hodu didn't care, he was too busy fucking his cushion. Leaning back, resting her weight on one elbow, rubbing away with her free hand, she stared at Hodu's cock, ashamed of the intense desire that she felt for it, yet unable to suppress it. What am I doing... I... what's wrong with me... No matter how much guilt she felt for this obscene behavior she couldn't stop. Suddenly, a big thick spurt of semen shot out of Hodu's throbbing cock. His body was tensing up. Another shot of cum from the spasming meat rod sprayed the cushion, leaving a large white streak. Yeji accelerated the movements of her fingers on her clit and swollen pussy lips — she wanted to cum with him.

Thrusting in a more and more uncontrolled manner, Hodu's cock slipped off to the side of the cushion, shooting the rest of its load next to it, on the tile floor of the living room, right in front of Yeji. The amount of semen he was releasing seemed absurd to her. Thick jets of hot liquid in rapid succession, dozens of them, each contraction of his powerful cock muscles sending it spasming, flopping up and down against the side of the cum drenched cushion, splattering the floor in a wet slushing noise, making a huge mess and creating a large puddle of cum in front of Yeji. She couldn't take it anymore, pressing her fingers hard against her burning cunt and stroking that perfect idol slit. The pungent scent of canine cum quickly filling the entire room, the pheromone rush making her desire that juicy dog cock more and more, pushing her over the edge of pleasure.

"Hnng…" She tried to hold in her moans out of shame.

The noise she made as the orgasm shot through her entire body actually sounded more like a grunt than a pleasurable moan. She completely lost control. Her thighs closing tight on her hand before she even had time to pull it away. Her back arching in a violent spasm, intense convulsions of pure sexual bliss coursing through her tense body. Her mind melting away, filled with nothing but the depraved images of that enormous swollen dog cock unloading all its sperm in front of her.

Hodu was done. He dismounted the cushion, turning back into the friendliest dog as soon as his urges were satisfied, sitting there licking his erect cock until it slowly receded into its sheath. Yeji had come back to her senses to, instantly feeling the most intense guilt as the fog of lust dissipated and she could think clearly again. What the fuck is wrong with me... she thought sitting there on the floor, next to a puddle of dog cum. She felt the big wet spot her pussy drippings had left in her sweatpants, her delicate folds still twitching from one of the most intense orgasms she ever had. Her mind was racing with guilty thoughts. She had always tried to maintain a clean image as an idol, proud of the fact that she wasn't controversial in any way. A hard working, kind idol that her parents and fans could be proud of. What would they think if they saw her like this? A sexual degenerate who gets uncontrollably horny at the sight of a giant dog cock... That's not who she was... right..? It was getting late — she thought she might as well get some sleep early, clear her mind with a good night's rest. She grabbed a bunch of paper towels, wiped all of Hodu's cum off the floor and threw them in the trash.

"This isn't me. Never again."

Chapter 2.

Yeji woke up in the middle of the night, tossing and turning, her entire body feeling burning hot. A fever...? Doesn't feel quite like a fever... The thought crossed her mind that maybe the guilt of what she did last night might have something to do with it, the shame keeping her awake somehow. She got out of bed, heading to the kitchen, thinking a cold drink and a little snack might help. The dorm was entirely dark and silent as she got to the kitchen, the light of the fridge flooding the room for a moment as she grabbed cold water and a small ice cream sandwich. She needed to cool her body. She missed the other members in these quiet moments at the dorm. Everything felt so lonely and empty without them. But at least Hodu was here for a week, she remembered, that's good company. She peaked around the corner into the living room to see what he was doing and found him sleeping, peacefully curled up on the couch, it looked like he was dreaming. At least he's getting some sleep, good boy. She walked back to the kitchen to throw away the snack wrapper. As soon as she opened the cabinet door that contained the trash bin, a pungent smell wafted out of it. That smell. That same scent that drove her mad with lust and made her cum last night. The smell of dog cum that was all over those paper towels she used to clean up Hodu's mess.

The moment Yeji breathed it in, she instantly felt that tingle between her thighs, her thoughts quickly becoming blurred, hazy. Like a veil of pure lust falling over her mind, making it impossible for her to think straight. What was this scent doing to her, how was this possible? The pheromones in that cum acted like an instant trigger on her body, she couldn't control it. She stood there over the trash bin for a moment, leaning on the kitchen counter, trying to fight it as the scent took a deeper hold over her.

"No... I don't want... I can't... I'm not this type of person, I can't do this..."

But trying to fight it was entirely futile. Those pheromones awakened something deep inside her, something primal, the feral and animalistic part of her. The images of Hodu's giant cock came back flooding into her mind. Once again it was the only thing she could think of. All other mental processes had been shut down by this overwhelming feeling of arousal. She felt a drop of her pussy juices rolling down her thigh. She knew how wrong these thoughts and feelings were — this was dog cum for God's sake. But she practically had no control over her body anymore. The scent turned her into an animal in heat.

Yeji reached down into the trash bin and grabbed the crumpled up paper towels. They had absorbed so much cum that they were still wet with the thick liquid hours later. She hesitated for a second. Everything that she had ever been taught, every sense of morality and good behavior, everything in her logical mind told her to stop, to shove those paper towels back in the trash. But her body instinctively craved it — and her body was winning over her mind. Giving in to the horny, cum craving slut inside her, she pressed the towels right up against her nose and inhaled the intoxicating scent as deeply as she could. She was already addicted to this feeling. The pheromone rush was so strong that her knees immediately felt weak, her legs trembling before giving out under her and forcing her to fall to her knees on the kitchen floor. She kept inhaling the scent faster, deeper. She lifted up the front of her night gown to reach between her legs, spreading her thighs as wide as she could. Her fingers clawed at her panties before violently yanking on them, ripping them off completely, exposing her perfectly smooth, beautiful cunt. She pushed two fingers in between the glistening folds of that wet pussy, her plump slit opening wide as they slid in.

"Hnnngah... fuck..." she moaned into the cum drenched towels as her fingers pushed deeper and hooked inside her to reach her most sensitive spot.

What would Midzys think if they saw me like this... What would my parents, my family think...

Closing her eyes, she moved the towels down, sliding them across her lips, her mouth opening instinctively. Her tongue came poking out, reaching for the forbidden liquid. She kept thinking about Midzys' disappointment if they saw her acting like this, hoping that thought would convince her to stop. But the more she thought about it, the more it had the opposite effect. She wanted the world to know what a perverted cum addict she was.

"Midzys, I'm sorry... I can't... resist it, I..." She needed to say it out loud, her body shivering with pleasure as she thought about all her fans seeing her in this state — humiliated, exposed. She shoved a third finger deeper into her dripping wet cunt, as her tongue was trying to gather up every last drop of dog cum off those paper towels, licking faster, moaning. It felt like a fever dream. She had never tasted anything this delicious, a flavor so intoxicating that it scrambled her thoughts, drove her crazy with desire. She was sliding her fingers in and out of her gushing slit faster and faster, pushing them as deep as they would go, her wet hole making the most obscene, sloppy noises in an otherwise silent dorm, dripping juices all over the floor. Her moans were turning into little animalistic yelps as she finger fucked herself harder in the middle of the night.

"Uhn, uhn, uhn, hnng, aah, fuck, yes... dog cum... Why do I want it so bad..." Again, speaking those words out loud made the arousal even more intense. It felt good to be completely honest with herself, accepting and embracing her sick desires. She was a shameless, greedy whore for dog cum, there was no other way to put it.

Right when she was on the brink of climax, fully savoring that forbidden taste for the first time, she opened her eyes again and to her surprise, found Hodu standing right in front of her, peaking from behind the kitchen island, staring at her with curiosity. The sheer surprise made her recoil, dropping the paper towels, suddenly pulling her fingers out of her pussy and clumsily scuttling back a little, her knees slipping around on the wet tile floor.

"Hodu! What..."

She felt herself blush, blood rushing to her face, as if she had just been caught by a human. But seeing Hodu show no reaction to discovering her like that, she quickly realized how absurd it was to feel that type of embarrassment in front of an animal. She chuckled at her own reaction.

"Hah... Hodu you scared me! Didn't hear you come in. Guess I made too much noise and woke you up, I'm sorry, buddy." Yeji gently patted his head before sliding her hand down his back, enjoying running her fingers through his soft, thick fur. Hodu wagged his tail, showing appreciation back for her gentle touch, lapping his tongue at her face in a playful way, brushing it against her cheek. Yeji kept petting him and as the surprise she had felt subsided, the scent of cum lingering in the room began to take its effect on her again. Hodu's body felt so strong, so muscular, she couldn't stop touching him. One of her hands wandering down his chest, moving across his belly and slowly even lower, to his crotch area. She felt a shiver of excitement ripple through her body the first time her hand brushed up against his sheathed cock. Even in that non erect state it felt so big and heavy, swinging underneath him as he moved. She placed a couple kisses on Hodu's face to see how he would react. On his cheek, his forehead and when it seemed like he didn't mind that, right on his snout. Hodu licked her back in response, the slick texture of his tongue against her lips feeling more intimate than any contact they had shared so far.

Yeji moved closer and just let him lick her face freely, trying to establish a mutual trust between them — showing him it was okay to touch and feel each other's bodies. As Hodu was licking her, she finally mustered the courage to do what she had wanted to do this whole time and gently wrapped her fingers around his cock. She couldn't help but let out a sigh of pure satisfaction as she did it, enjoying the feeling of gripping that thick shaft through its furry sheath for the first time.

"Oh God Hodu... Good boy... Hmmm, why do you... feel so good, Hodu... Why do you make me feel like this..."

As she started slowly sliding her hand up and down his shaft, she could feel it twitch inside its sheath. Pulsing in her hand, getting thicker, blood pumping into it. Yeji couldn't believe she was actually doing this, stroking a dog's cock. This is so wrong... So many thoughts running through her head. I'm a respected idol, a celebrity, a role model for so many young people... I can't do this, why am i doing this... Uhng, i can't... These thoughts were meant to convince her to stop and yet, they made her sink even deeper into this perversion. The extremely degrading nature of this whole situation — a famous idol like herself on her knees stroking this animal's cock, as if she had no self respect, nothing but an unquenchable thirst for dog cum — it made her even more horny. Oh God... I want it, I can't stop...

She was stroking faster, gripping it tighter. And quickly, Hodu's engorged cockmeat started sliding out of its furry sheath. Seeing it up close, it was even more beautiful than she remembered from the night before. The tip was smooth, a bright glossy pink. Further down the shaft it turned into deeper, darker colors and was covered in thick bulging veins and ridges, showing some purple tones at the base, near the knot. The texture against her soft skin felt exquisite. It was burning hot to the touch, radiating so much warmth. Just holding it in her hand like that made her feel like she was going to faint from pure arousal. Her slutty cunt wasn't just wet from it, it was practically drooling the thickest, creamiest pussy juices all over her kitchen floor. Yeji had never felt this horny. Truly just a needy bitch in heat. She knew that this experience would change her forever, break her.

As she kept stroking faster, she started noticing little squirts of clear fluid coming out of the tip of Hodu's cock. She cupped one hand in front of the tip, trying to catching as much of it as she could before spreading the liquid all over the shaft, making it even more wet and slippery, glistening with all that canine precum. The cock was so big she could wrap both her hands next to each other around the shaft and still have a good length of it going past her fists. She kept sliding both hands up and down the full length of it, massaging it faster and faster, enjoying every burning inch of it, whispering to Hodu the whole time, telling him how beautiful his cock was. Every once in a while, she took the time to lick her hands to taste that delicious sticky liquid, addicted to the taste. But what she really wanted more than anything was to pop out that massive knot out of its sheath. As Hodu started thrusting his hips against her fist, panting and letting his breeding instincts take over, Yeji kept sliding her hand further down the shaft until it was pushing up against Hodu's knot. She gently tried to work the skin of his sheath over it, until it finally slipped out in its entirety. Hodu let out a little growl when it did.

"Hnnng... fuck... look at that, good boy Hodu, you're such a good boy..."

But Hodu was no "boy" in this state of rut — he was an aggressive alpha male, a dangerous animal. And Yeji knew it. She loved knowing how close she was to Hodu doing something horrific to her if he perceived her as any kind of threat. She loved that he couldn't be expected to control himself when he got this horny. He had already warned her last night. And once again, the good boy was gone, replaced by a feral beast.

The size of his knot was as impressive as the girth and length of his shaft, it was much bigger than Yeji's fist. A huge ball of hardened, throbbing flesh meant to stretch and plug any hole. It literally made Yeji salivate with desire.

"Oh God, it's so fucking big... I wonder how many lucky bitches' holes you've ruined with that thing, Hodu..."

As she kept working on his cock with her hands, Yeji started to feel it pulsing harder and faster. It felt even hotter than before to the touch, the blood pounding through it, throbbing, making it rock hard — she knew he was getting close to an orgasm. And this time she had decided she wasn't going to miss even a single drop of his precious semen. She lowered herself into a prone position, propping herself up on her elbows so that her face was right at the level of Hodu's giant cum pump. She grabbed the burning shaft with one hand and carefully guided Hodu's thrusts into her mouth. The moment his cock touched her tongue, she almost came without even touching herself. It was the most intense pleasure she had ever experienced, she could feel her tight cunt twitching, yearning for penetration, eager to be pumped full of sperm. With that dog cock sliding in and out of her mouth, squirting little spurts of precum all over her tongue, the effect of the pheromones was a hundred times stronger than what she experienced before. His cock in in my mouth, it's inside me... I'm sucking a dog's cock... It felt like her brain was completely melting, shutting down, giving way to her most primal sexual instincts.

Hodu was giving in to those same instincts, fucking Yeji's mouth as if he was trying to breed a bitch in heat, pushing deeper and harder with every thrust. The tip of his cock was hitting the back of Yeji's throat non stop, making her drool and gag like the filthiest cum whore. It reached that depth without even being half way in yet. Snapping back to reality for just a fleeting second, Yeji did feel fear in that moment. She knew that Hodu wouldn't hold back, he was incapable of it. He wouldn't care how she felt, he wouldn't care about her pain or discomfort, he would do anything it takes to get his release. She hesitated, almost pulling back, letting that massive cock slip away from her soft lips. But the urge to make him cum, the insane craving for dog semen was even stronger than her fear. Yeji tried to relax the back of her throat as it was being hammered by Hodu's huge member — she wanted to let him in deeper. All the way in. With a sloppy, wet popping noise and a sputter of saliva, the back of her throat opened up. Feeling that he was sinking deeper into that fuckhole, and with his most most brutal thrust yet, Hodu slammed his throbbing cock down her throat. He rammed it in so violently that Yeji's lips instantly slid down the shaft all the way to his knot, her nose pressed into that big ball of flesh as he kept thrusting, holding nothing back. For a moment, she felt panic setting in — she could feel his cock stretching her esophagus, it was just too big, it shouldn't even be able to fit. But somehow it did, her throat adapting to its girth. All her airways were completely blocked, she couldn't breathe in or out no matter how hard she tried. And now that Hodu had reached this depth, he wasn't pulling out either, just hammering her throat with shorter thrusts. Yeji knew it wouldn't be long until he came.

She was willing to do anything to feel Hodu's cock pump fresh hot semen directly into her stomach. Once again she imagined how Midzys would react if they caught her in this perverted act. Looking like such a pathetic cum addict, lying there on her kitchen floor in puddles of her own cunt juices, dog cum and drool, her nightgown drenched in all those liquids, clinging to her skin. Her throat being used as a cum dump by a dog. It was exactly what she wanted — being treated like a piece of fuckmeat by this superior animal. She wanted to feel like she was Hodu's property, marked with his potent semen. Her esophagus just a meat sleeve for Hodu's cock, nothing more. She just wanted to surrender her body to him completely, only exist to relieve this dog's sexual urges. No longer an idol, only Hodu's sex toy. That thought alone almost made her cum.

With one hand she reached down to her pussy and shoved her fingers inside, violently stabbing them in. Two, three, then four, trying to stretch that slutty hole as much as possible. Right when she started punishing her own cunt like that, she felt the first spurt of thick, hot liquid coating the inside of her throat. He was cumming. He was rewarding her with all his delicious sperm. I'm a whore for dog cum… A filthy, shameless, fucking whore... Hodu growled as he started dumping his load in her. An aggressive, dominant growl. She gagged and coughed onto his twitching cock, sputtering throat slime all over Hodu's knot, dripping it all over the floor, while he kept pounding away. Another jet, and another, and another, down her throat, each bigger and longer than the previous one, Hodu growling at her with every release, as if to let her know how good it felt to own her throat. Yeji squirted, her cunt pressed against her hand with her fingers still inside her, spraying more of her juices all over her kitchen floor than she would have ever thought possible. The orgasm was so strong that she almost fainted. Though she couldn't tell if it was because of the orgasm itself or because of the lack of oxygen to her brain. But she wasn't pulling away no matter what, not until Hodu was done and satisfied. He kept pumping his seed into Yeji for several minutes — she was cumming to, non stop, over and over again, her perfect idol pussy almost numb from the ecstasy. She was his, unconditionally. She had found her match. Even drunk on his cum and high on his pheromones, she still knew with complete clarity that she was meant for him. Her holes were meant to be stuffed with dog cock.

When Hodu finally stopped thrusting and let his cock slip out of her throat, Yeji just collapsed to the floor, limp and barely conscious, coughing out any cum that didn't get pumped into her stomach and was left clogging up her esophagus. She pulled her fingers out of her gaping cunt, which made her squirt one last time. Not an orgasm, just a reflex of her overstimulated body, her pussy still spasming uncontrollably. She could feel all that dog cum sloshing around in her belly and felt genuinely happy, having satisfied her depraved craving. This just feels so right, she thought. She had made such a huge mess of her kitchen. If the other members found out about this they'd be so mad at me, they always try to keep everything so clean in here... With a satisfied smile on her face, she rolled onto her back, closing her eyes to take in this moment of pure post-sex bliss, letting out a deep sigh of relief. She felt so exhausted that she could have fallen asleep right there on that cold, tile floor, her entire body still tingling from the waves of pleasure that had coursed through it. But as she was lying there relaxing, in the silence of the night, Hodu came up to her, wagging his tail and started playfully licking her face, back to his friendly self as if nothing happened. It seemed that he liked her just as much as she liked him.

"Ah... Good boy, Hodu... good boy."

Chapter 3.

Yeji sat down at the desk prepared for her in one of conference rooms inside the JYP building. It was supposed to be her week off but this fan call event just couldn't be rescheduled. She enjoyed interacting with her fans so it didn't really feel like work anyway. And considering what happened with Hodu last night, she needed to get out of the dorm to clear her mind. When she had woken up that morning, she first thought it might all have been a dream. But after stepping into the kitchen for some breakfast and seeing the mess that her and Hodu left in there, it was clearly very real.

The only people in the conference room were her and her new manager, Joowon. Her previous manager had just taken her maternity leave a month prior and wasn't sure if she'd ever return to the job. Joowon, who had replaced her, was a twenty two year old young man. The dynamic between Yeji and him was obviously very different compared to her previous manager, who she had known for years and saw almost as an older sister. But it wasn't just the age that made things different, the fact that he was male was also new and something she was still getting used to. He had a strong build, taller than average, a pretty unremarkable face but had a sort of quiet, stern charm to him. His glasses gave him a nerdy touch that Yeji found interesting. She didn't quite know what to think of him yet. In the short time they had spent working together however, she had already noticed him staring at her several times, clearly examining every curve of her body in secret. Every time she caught him, he just looked embarrassed, quickly averting his gaze, pretending to be doing something else. She had never addressed this with him directly, probably because some part of her enjoyed teasing this awkward young guy, seeing him falter at her beauty, too shy to compliment her directly. In the end, the excessive attention he showed her didn't bother her that much — he just seemed like a guy who didn't have much experience with women, a bit creepy sometimes but mostly harmless. As long as he was competent at his job as a manager, they'd probably get along eventually, she thought.

Joowon had set up the company phone they used to face time during the fan calls as well as the timer that inevitably signaled the end of each call, giving every fan the same amount of time to communicate with Yeji. Some workers from the offices nearby were walking past the conference room now and then, so Joowon decided to shut the blinds to give them some privacy. Everything was ready, five minutes to go until the first call.

"So... What did you do during your first day off...?" Joowon asked. He was just trying to fill the awkward silence in the room.

"What? Oh... I..." Yeji panicked for second. When thinking about the past twenty-four hours, the only thought that her mind could conjure in the moment was the feeling of Hodu's giant cock relentlessly pumping semen down her throat. Obviously that's not the type of thing she could just bring up in casual conversation with a coworker.

"I, uh... I'm taking care of a friend's dog for the week. It's been a pretty... exciting experience so far." Yeji smiled at him politely. She was trying so hard to suppress the image of Hodu's juicy dog cock from her mind, the intoxicating taste of his cum.

"Oh really? I have a dog to, I love dogs. Maybe we could have them meet later. Since i live near the dorm, we could go walk them together. There's plenty of parks in the area."

Joowon seemed so excited at that idea that Yeji didn't want to directly tell him no. But she didn't want to agree and commit to it either. They weren't quite close enough yet in her eyes to just go strolling through parks together. Though maybe it would be an opportunity to get to know her new manager better. She just smiled at him, avoiding giving any final answer to his suggestion. "I think it's time for the fancalls," she said while fixing her hair and adjusting her position at the desk. Joowon checked the list of callers, connected the first one and went to remove the flap covering the phone camera, beginning the familiar fan call routine. Everything went more or less without a hitch, call after call, each fan praising Yeji's visuals, asking her about future comebacks or requesting her to perform the latest short form challenge with them. Yeji was all smiles the whole time, yet in the back of her mind, she kept wondering if these fans would admire her so much if they knew what she did last night...

After a couple hours of calls, the last one for the day connected and once again Joowon lifted the camera cover. Yeji looked up at the phone and to her surprise, the girl on the other side was sitting there on the edge of her bed with her dog, an adorable golden retriever. Yeji let out a squeal of excitement, "Hi, oooh he's so cute! What a beautiful dog!".

"Thank you! I knew you'd like him! I've seen your dogs on your live streams to, Hongsam and Insam, they're so cute, so I wanted to show you mine!" The fan ran her hand across the retriever's chest sitting next to her, ruffling his fur as he enthusiastically licked her face. But the feeling that Yeji felt looking at this dog through the phone screen quickly turned into more than just excitement. She started feeling that familiar warmth between her thighs, the wetness forming in between her most intimate folds, the dizziness of uncontrollable arousal. What is happening to me? How is the sight of a dog on a phone screen having this effect on me? This isn't possible... Did last night's experience change me this much...? Yeji was having trouble focusing on what her fan was saying, her speech turning into indistinct background noise, the whole of her attention drawn to that dog as she imagined what his erect cock would look like, what it would taste like, what it would feel like inside her...

"Uhmm... Yeji? Are you ok? Can you hear me?" If Yeji's mind wasn't so clouded by lust and she could hear her fan, she would have noticed the slight concern in her voice.

How had she become this obsessed with dogs after just one day with Hodu? She was feeling like a shameful nymphomaniac, triggered into heat so easily, unable to control her urges. Her desire to be used for sex by these beautiful, noble animals was overwhelming her. She looked to her side to see if Joowon had noticed her change in demeanor. He was too busy scrolling through his phone, looking down at it, just waiting for the fan calls to be over. Yeji's pussy was yearning for her touch, slowly drenching her panties, as if her body was instinctively preparing her for breeding at the mere sight of her fan's dog. She wanted to reach between her legs and touch herself, rub that horny cunt and orgasm while imagining that gorgeous retriever pumping her full of his fresh seed. But Joowon would notice if she did it openly. She saw a blanket on the chair next to her — one of those blankets used by idols to cover their legs for the sake of modesty during public appearances. She grabbed it and threw it over her lap, scooting her chair closer to the desk, hiding more of her lap under it. Slowly, trying not to draw Joowon's attention, she slid her hand under the blanket and then under her skirt and panties. A jolt of pleasure made her whole body lurch the moment her fingers rubbed against her throbbing clit.

"Uh... Yeji, are you ok? Yeji?" The fan on the line sounded equally worried and confused, seeing her favorite idol hunch over and shiver in her chair. That first surge of pleasure cleared Yeji's mind a bit, enough for her to stammer out a response. "Oh, Uhmmm, yes, sorry..." She slid her fingers further down and pushed a couple into her sopping wet hole. "Uhnng... I... I'm just getting a bit tired, i'm sorry... Ahhn..." Even though this was completely obscene behavior, masturbating on a fan call, Yeji felt relatively safe. The fan on the line could only see above her waist and in case Joowon looked up from his phone, everything below her waist was covered in a thick blanket. So she started fucking herself harder, her fingers working her slit open until she could probe its most extreme depths.

"How long have you... Hnnng... How long have you had your dog?" Yeji was trying to make small talk but her mind could only focus on the dog, sitting there calmly. He looked like the sweetest and most obedient dog but she knew from her experience with Hodu that a calm mood could quickly shift into something more dominant. She started imagining her fan pleasuring her retriever, in the privacy of her room, stroking his cock, sucking it, bending over the edge of that bed, presenting her holes to him and...

"I've had him for four years!" The fan's response interrupted the course of Yeji's depraved fantasy. "Have you ever thought about getting a dog of your own?" inquired the fan. "What breed do you think you would get?" Yeji had to close her eyes for a moment as the pleasure she felt was getting too intense, bringing her to the edge of climax. She was burrowing her fingers inside her gushing opening as hard as she could. She didn't even know how many fingers she had shoved in there anymore, just obsessively trying to fill that hole while thinking about Hodu, her fan's retriever and how badly she wanted to be ravaged by their giant knots.

"I... Hmmmph... Ahhhn... Yes... I think... Uhnng... I think I'd get... Ahh... A Rottweiler..."

Yeji felt the orgasm building up in her core, her inner walls twitching and fluttering, her vaginal sleeve tightening up on her fingers. She was so close. Just a little more, uhnn... just a little...

"Brrrrrring!!"

The fan call timer alarm instantaneously jolted her out of her sex crazed state and back into reality, right as she was straining to release that last wave of pleasure, right before reaching the orgasm she had worked so hard for. The sequence of events that followed all happened so quickly: hearing the alarm, Joowon looked up from his phone, ready to disconnect this last call. Yeji yanked her hand from between her thighs in a panic, letting out a cute little yelp and sending the blanket flying onto the floor next to her. "Uhh... Thanks... for the call... I... sorry..." Yeji stuttered as Joowon lowered the camera cover over the phone. She was panting, her face flushed as she looked up at Joowon. Shit, shit, fuck... Did I just get caught? But to her surprise, Joowon wasn't looking at her face. He was standing there in silence, staring at her hand, the one she had just pulled out of her tight wet hole — her fingers were drenched all the way to the base of her knuckles, still dripping with her juices, leaving a very visible wet smear on her skirt where her hand rested. Yeji realized what Joowon was staring at and quickly jerked her arm to her side, hiding that shamefully glistening hand. The sudden movement sent droplets of her wetness flying to the floor. She looked down, feeling an intense, burning embarrassment, even though she didn't know if Joowon understood why her hand was so wet, or why she was so out of breath. He stood there for a second without saying a word, before finally turning back to the phone to disconnect its charger and pack up the rest of the fan call equipment.

"Ok... Well, uh, I guess that's it for today's schedule. I... Thanks for the help, Joowon! I'm just gonna get back to the dorm now... I think... So..." Yeji was gauging his reactions, his expressions, trying to get a read on him to figure out whether he had caught her and knew what she was doing or whether she had gotten away with it this time. But Joowon was stoic, even more so than usual, packing up silently. Once he finished gathering up all the equipment, he finally turned around to address Yeji. There was a strange glint in his eyes. A faint smile appearing on his face.

"Always happy to help. Hope you enjoyed yourself."

Chapter 4.

Yeji was sitting in the back of the company van, being driven back to her dorm, watching the concrete vistas of central Seoul go by outside, through the tinted windows. It had been a couple hours since the fan call incident but she still had barely managed to calm herself down. What if he saw me? What if he tells someone? Someone at the company or even outside the company... This is how rumors start, this is how idols lose their careers... Maybe he didn't see, maybe he doesn't know... She couldn't believe what she had done, masturbating on a fancall. What kind of sick pervert does that... That's not me. She was blaming herself for her uncontrollable desires and yet, she still felt that tingling warmth, right at the entrance between her legs. She hadn't been able to climax when that timer interrupted her. All that build up to reach orgasm but no release — the sexual frustration she felt was intense. She felt that deep urge, that pounding feeling at the center of her pelvis. Her soft mound still swollen, unsatisfied, craving for more, craving that final peak of pleasure. She was still wet down there from earlier and she could feel her juices starting to flow again. Please, no... Please, I don't want more... In her mind she was pleading for the craving to stop. But the thoughts just kept coming. Thoughts of a nympho addicted to dog cock. His name was the only thing on her mind — "Hodu". She knew he was waiting for her at the dorm, patiently, like the good boy that he was. She knew that tonight she wanted him, she wanted more. She was scared — the extreme arousal she had just experienced earlier was going to push her further into depravity. Push her to do things she didn't want to admit she wanted. Things beyond taboo. There was nothing she wanted more in that moment than Hodu's cock, it occupied her every thought.

It was already late in the evening when the van dropped her off at the dorm. She noticed that she left a large wet spot on her seat as she stumbled out of it. But she didn't even care anymore, her mind was obsessively focused on one thing only: getting home to Hodu. Her hands were trembling with excitement as she typed in the code for the outside gate. She practically ran up the couple flights of stairs that led to the apartment, digging in her bag for the keys, frantically unlocking the door, getting in and slamming it shut behind her. His name escaped her lips like a cry for mercy, the pleading cry of an addict fiending for her fix — needy, shameful. She couldn't wait one more second to be with him.

"Hodu!"

The huge animal calmly walked in her view, looking more imposing than ever. He had been resting all day, waiting for her. Yeji let out a sigh of relief the moment she saw him. "Hmmm, fuck, yes... Hodu, come..." She threw her bag and her coat on the floor. Hodu walked up to her, wagging his tail. She leaned back against the door behind her, spreading her legs slightly and pulling up her skirt. Hodu moved in closer, gently sniffing her drenched panties. His tail stopped wagging, as if he understood that he was in the presence of a bitch in heat. He could clearly recognize the state of extreme arousal she was in. They weren't the same species but the scent of her cunt was something that expressed more than words ever could. Yeji slid her fingers under the fabric of her panties and pulled them to the side, revealing her sopping wet vulva. "Hodu... please..." She didn't need to say more. The dog pressed his snout against her engorged clit and labia, inhaling her scent deeply, before licking across the entire length of her swollen pussy.

"Aahhhnn...uhnn, fuck..." Yeji's moan made her sound like she was about to pass out, her fluttering voice trailing into the most vulnerable little whimper, her mind completely lost in pure pleasure. After spending so long today on the edge of orgasm without being able to cum, every fold, every plump curve of her pussy was hypersensitive. Hodu's tongue was slick with saliva, yet it had so much texture to it. She could feel every inch of it as it slid across her smooth skin. Every time he lapped up her juices, he pressed it harder against her slit, trying to slide it into every crease, shoving his snout hard and deep into her crotch. He was drinking her, slobbering on her passionately, as drawn to her scent and her taste as she was to his. He was licking faster and faster, losing himself in Yeji's sweet juices, as if he was obsessed with catching every last drop of that precious liquid, even the ones that were trickling down the inside of her thighs. As she was standing there, leaning with her back against the door, Yeji opened her legs wider. And using both hands, with her fingers, she spread her pussy open, trying to expose as much of it as possible. She angled her hip to stick it out as much as possible. Her pose looked so vulgar, splayed wide open for a dog tongue to explore in depth. She was pulling her glistening folds apart to the point where the tight little entrance of her vaginal passage was visible. She could feel Hodu pushing his snout against that fleshy little hole, doing anything he could to get his tongue in there, tasting her most intimately.

"Yes, hnnng... Hodu, yes... I'm gonna... cum..."

As if he could feel her body tensing up and approaching orgasm, Hodu started lapping at her pussy faster, letting out little growls of satisfaction at how much liquid was dripping out of her. Whenever he made those noises and shoved his snout hard against her stretched open slit, Yeji could feel his bare teeth against her skin. The sense of danger from this feral animal, the proximity of that dangerous and powerful maw to her most sensitive parts, that show of aggression — it all pushed her over the edge and into an explosive climax. A long and powerful jet of her sweet cunt juices spurted out of her, spraying in an arc all over Hodu and dribbling into his mouth. As she came, her back buckled, her trembling legs gave out under her and she slid down the door she was leaning against, into a sitting position, her legs wide open. The waves of ecstasy were still rippling through her body as she sat there shaking, each one of those waves making her spasming pussy squirt out more liquid. She was letting out little exhausted grunts as her hole kept spraying the floor in front of her, spurt after spurt, forming a puddle for Hodu to lap up.

For a moment Yeji couldn't even move. She just sat there breathing heavily, mouth agape, eyes closed, leaning her head back against the door, her body still twitching every once in a while after cumming so hard. Suddenly she felt Hodu's tongue again, not on her pussy this time but invading her wide open mouth. The surprise caused her to turn her head away at first. She didn't think that tongue kissing could be part of sex with a dog. But once the shock of that first lap of the tongue subsided, she grabbed Hodu's head between her hands and opened her mouth wide. Hodu didn't hesitate for a second and shoved his tongue inside her mouth again, exploring it in depth this time. Yeji was surprised by how good this felt. It just felt right, like she was always meant to be with a dog in this way. She pushed her tongue out against his, letting them swirl around and intertwine in her mouth, feeling more and more slippery as both their salivas mixed together. She was making out with him more passionately than she had ever made out with a human, moaning into his mouth, feeling an irresistible attraction to this huge animal. More than just sexual desire, it was something else. As he was standing there licking her mouth, she reached under him with one hand and gripped his sheathed cock. "Hnng, Hodu... I... I really like you, you know..." She leaned her head back again as she started stroking his cock, while Hodu was licking her neck and growling, expressing his dominance over her as an alpha male. The pheromone rush she had felt before was happening again. She felt like she was losing her mind. She knew exactly what would come next. If she wanted him to completely own her, make her his submissive slut, Yeji knew what he would have to do to her — he had to fuck her like a true bitch in heat. That thought alone made her dizzy with excitement. But also with fear. Was she going too far? Was she crossing the ultimate taboo, debasing herself past a point of no return? I'm an idol, I can't actually let a dog fuck me... I can't, I shouldn't... What am I doing… What the fuck is wrong with me... She felt his cock growing in her hand, slipping out of its sheath. Looking back at him, she saw that dangerous look in his eyes again, that look of dominance and aggression. She stroked his cock faster.

He growled louder, deeper, snapping his powerful maw at her, as if he was commanding her. Yeji couldn't wait any longer, she had felt that massive cock in her hand, in her mouth, down her throat — she knew exactly where she wanted to feel it next. She got up slowly and led Hodu to the dorm's living room, where their first encounter had happened and where they would have more room for what they were about to do. She knelt in front of him first, petting him across his side and his back with one hand, while her other hand started massaging his engorged cock again. It seemed even harder and bigger than it had felt before. Her eager cunt was drooling with desire but she was still scared. Holding that enormous rod of burning hot flesh in her hand, she couldn't imagine how it would ever fit inside her incredibly tight pussy. It simply felt impossible. But her most primal instincts still wanted it, needed it, like a bitch in heat needs breeding. There was no logic to it, nothing she could do to resist it, just pure animal instinct. She planted one more gentle kiss on Hodu's cheek, letting it linger even as he growled, feeling that soft fur on her skin, rubbing her cheek against his. But Hodu wasn't there for this type of tender loving. Especially in his rut state, he was an animal, a simple minded breeding machine. He jumped up and pushed Yeji down from her kneeling position onto her back. He was standing over her, baring his teeth at her and in that moment Yeji felt the most vulnerable she had ever felt. She understood just how weak she was compared to him, just a helpless creature to be used and dominated. Her body was reacting to this display of power in ways she had never felt before. Her face was flushed, she felt nervous, as if she was in danger, like a prey. But at the same time she wanted him. She would let him do anything to her, it was her natural role and she knew her place. Her cunt felt like it was opening up, as if her body was preparing to receive him, like a flower blooming. Maybe it was just her overstimulated imagination.

Without a word she rolled into a prone position. Then slowly raised herself up until she was on all fours. Finally she lowered her head and torso back down against the floor while letting her pelvis stick high up in the air. She spread her knees a bit, giving Hodu complete access to the hole he needed to enter. She couldn't possibly think of a more submissive way to offer herself to him, presenting her needy cunt, surrendering her body to his animalistic will. Hodu approached her, inhaling the scent of that sloppy pussy once again and reacting to it with a long growl. Yeji let out a scared little whimper before composing herself, just in time to feel him mount her. The claws on his front paws scratched her arms and shoulders as he hopped on top of her, leaving little red marks on her silky smooth pale skin. She grunted as she felt his crushing weight on top of her. It wasn't even all of it — most of his weight still being supported by his muscular legs. But even the partial amount she had to support was overwhelming. Yeji could feel his semi erect cock dangling between her legs, bumping against the inside of her thighs as he was finding a comfortable position on top of her. As she was bracing under his weight, her ass up in the air, her face pressed against the cold tile floor, she looked up and her eyes happened to catch something: a colorful pile of papers, on a shelf in the corner of the living room. She immediately knew what it was — letters from her fans. So many of them. Hundreds of letters she had saved over the years, that she had read over and over again. The purest and most genuine expressions of love and encouragement. Words from Midzys that had uplifted her soul on many occasions, in the most difficult times of her career. She remembered some of those words exactly, describing her as a role model, an inspiration and above all, a good person. If the people who wrote those letters saw me like this, would they still think those things about me? Her mind paused. It felt like that thought suddenly sobered her up, woke her from this dream of pure lust, pulling her back into reality. A reality where a dog was thrusting his hips on top of her, trying to find her soaking wet hole to fuck. He was getting closer and closer to lining up his thrusts — she could already feel the tip of his cock intruding between her folds every now and then. In that moment of sharp clarity, second thoughts flooded her mind. She doubted. What am I doing... I'm about to be fucked by a dog, I can't do this. Stop. This needs to stop now. She didn't want to be this whore addicted to dog cock, she knew it with certainty now. She felt complete resolve in this choice. I'm not going to let this happen, I'm done. She pushed herself back up, trying to raise her body, to move from under his weight, get away from him... Hodu immediately barked.

"Hodu, stop, I'm sorry, I can't do this... stop, now... down, Hodu... sto-"

As she was uttering the last word of her command, she was interrupted by a sudden feeling of fullness and pressure deep in her lower abdomen, immediately followed by sharp pain.

"AAAHHNG! OW! STOP, AHH! NO! NO!"

Hodu had found his way inside her. In one violent thrust he had forced the entire length of his thick, long shaft into Yeji's impossibly tight little fuckhole. Only his knot was left outside of her as he started thrusting, completely disregarding Yeji's panicked screaming and begging. She had never felt so powerless. Pinned under him, she could feel his strong musculature contracting against her back, imposing his dominance on her weak body, each thrust stretching her vaginal canal to its limits. His movements were merciless, stabbing his gigantic shaft into her, over and over and over again, relentlessly punishing her slutty little cunt. Yeji was screaming with every thrust, feeling like her pussy was being completely ravaged by the non stop pounding. She felt stupid for thinking there had ever been any deeper love and affection between her and Hodu. In reality she was nothing to him but a hole to fill, just an object to use for sexual relief. A fucktoy to take out his violent breeding instincts on. She could feel it clearly now that he was mounting her — he felt nothing towards her other than the primal urge to fill her womb with his seed. He kept hammering his huge cock into her. It felt like he was never going to stop. His hips like pistons pumping back and forth with an inhuman rhythm. His front paws were clawing at her back, leaving painful scrapes all over her. She was writhing in pain, squirming under him, trying to wriggle herself free of his control. But it was pointless — if he wanted to have her, there was nothing she could do about it. As her face was pressed against the floor, pinned down, screaming and begging for mercy, unable to escape Hodu's assault, tears started rolling down Yeji's cheeks.

She felt so used, so degraded, so humiliated — barely human anymore. She thought about Midzys again, all those letters of support, how shocked and disgusted they would feel to see her like this, violated by a dog, her body defiled against her will by an animal, a feral beast. As Hodu's cock kept sliding in and out of her, she thought of her parents to. About all the things they had sacrificed for her career as an idol. Raising her, supporting her, giving her everything to make her a good, moral person. And this is how she repaid them — by turning herself into a pathetic cock sleeve for dogs. But it was her own decisions that had led her to this outcome, her own uncontrollable addiction, she only had herself to blame. Hodu was growling and grunting, drooling all over her, clearly enjoying the feeling of her dripping slit getting stretched over his massive meat rod. It felt like the brutality of his thrusts was increasing as Yeji's hole slowly adapted to his size. She didn't think it could be possible but his cock was reaching deeper and deeper inside her, to the point where she could feel his burning tip pushing up against the tiny opening of her cervix. He was bottoming out in the depths of her tight cunt, slamming his tip against the plump little ring of flesh that formed the opening to her womb.

But most surprisingly, as her passage stretched more and started to accommodate Hodu's giant size, the pain Yeji felt started to subside. Suddenly, all the things that caused panic and fear at first started to make her feel good. His dominance, the unbridled violence of his penetration, her helplessness against him — it started to feel natural. Is this how female dogs feel when mating...? Maybe this was how nature intended it to be. A bitch in heat getting fucked by an alpha male, it was supposed to be forceful. She felt like her mind was melting away again as the pain gave way to the most intense pleasure. She arched her back and stuck her pelvis up as high as she could, to let him ram his cock into her with all the ruthless brutality he could muster. She was drooling all over the floor, moaning and grunting like some feral animal. Her inner walls were gripping Hodu's shaft so tight. She could feel every vein and every ridge across the shocking length of his obscene cock every time it sunk into her. Her insides were being invaded, stuffed full of dog cock and she had no say in it. That thought pushed her pleasure over the edge, making her cum again. Truly, that was the best part: she had no choice, she didn't get to say no to him. Hodu had put her in her place, made her feel like a helpless piece of fuckmeat. The more she thought about it, the harder she came, her sloppy breeding hole convulsing all over her canine master's shaft, squirting short spurts of creamy cunt drool all over the floor.

"Uhhhnng, fuck... *squirt* Hodu, yes... Thank you Hodu... *squirt* Fucking ruin me, hnng... *squirt* Teach me... to be a good submissive slut... *squirt*

Yeji body's was out of control. She just couldn't stop orgasming anymore, as Hodu kept pounding her gushing cock socket. The most depraved thoughts were going through her mind, only amplifying her ecstasy.

"Ahhhn yes... Hodu, harder... Destroy my fucking... whore cunt, Hodu... I belong... to you, hnnng, *squirt* I want to... serve your cock forever... Hrrgh..."

In that moment Yeji knew that this was the only type of sex she ever wanted to have again: vicious defilement by a feral alpha male. But nothing could prepare her for what was about to come. Hodu shifted his position on top of her, trying to find an angle that would allow him to thrust into her even more violently. Once he settled into the perfect posture, he growled in the most threatening way, almost like a warning, before slamming his knot into Yeji's hole. It didn't fully go in with the first couple thrusts, it was just too massive. Yet it stretched that little slit beyond anything Yeji ever thought possible, almost making her faint in the process, even as it only went half way in. What she was feeling wasn't just pain or pleasure anymore, but an entirely new mixture of both. More like a sexual trance than simple arousal. She felt every part of her reproductive organs spasming: the opening of her gaping hole, her stretched vaginal canal, all the way to her womb. Every part of her was straining to let that knot deeper inside her. Hodu growled every time he jerked his hips forward and couldn't get it all the way in. But it was progressively sinking deeper into Yeji's ruined fuckhole with every thrust. Until finally it happened.

"Hurrrgh... uhhg..." Yeji sputtered some drool onto the floor as her eyes rolled in the back of her head. The noises that came out of her mouth were just primitive groans. Finally her cunt had swallowed the knot in its entirety. Hodu’s cock was inside her all the way to its very root.

The feeling was so overwhelming that she could barely remain conscious. The final penetration had annihilated any remnants of reason in her mind. She was reduced to a convulsing, squirting mess. Totally dehumanized — nothing left of her but a canine sex toy, knotted into absolute submission. She could feel the huge lump of throbbing cock flesh deep inside her, plugging her hole shut completely. As the knot had gone in, the shaft had been forced deeper as well, actually pushing through the tiny opening of her cervix, and invading her womb. Her cunt was being entirely brutalized by this giant dog cock, through and through. Hodu pushed harder, burying his knot deeper into her canal and forcing a good length of his shaft into her womb, her plump little cervix gripping it like a vice, twitching all over it. Then she finally felt it: the first spasm that sent a massive spurt of dog cum slushing into her womb.

"Hnn... Urghh... Fuck yes, Hodu... Fill me up, ughn... I deserve it... Fucking breed me... Hnnng..."

Once she felt that first shot of cum, she knew the floodgates were open — she had seen Hodu cum before. Thick spurt after thick spurt of hot fresh canine semen flooding Yeji's womb, quickly overflowing out of it, into the tight spaces surrounding the shaft, his giant knot holding it all in. When she felt this warm stream of sperm filling her up, Yeji let out a sigh of relief, feeling like she had done her job pleasing Hodu. He pumped so much of that precious seed into her that even his knot wasn't quite enough to contain all the pressure, some of it oozing out at the seems of her ravaged slit. She reached down and touched her belly, feeling her womb bulging slightly through her toned abs, swollen from the extra deep penetration and the amount of semen that was pumped into it. She knew her hole was going to be painful for a while, it would take some time to recover, but she was happy. Feeling a sense of fulfillment, knowing that she found her true place as a human cum dumpster for Hodu. They both stayed attached like that for several long minutes, before Hodu's knot finally deflated and his cock popped out of Yeji, leaving her cunt gaping in the most obscene way. She collapsed into the puddle of cum that had squirted out of the depths of her womb, feeling more drained than ever. Hodu was busy licking his cock clean and when Yeji saw what he was doing, she crawled up to him to help. Grabbing his cock and methodically licking it clean of any remaining semen, holding it lovingly as it slowly receded into its sheath. As Hodu got up and walked away, Yeji once again saw the pile of colorful letters on the shelf behind him. She felt a slight sting of guilt.

"Midzys... I'm sorry..."

Chapter 5.

Yeji was lounging in the dorm's living room, watching TV, lying on the couch next to Hodu and petting him when she heard the chime of the intercom. She didn't expect anyone, hadn't ordered any delivery and it was already pretty late in the evening so she was confused as to who it could be. As she approached the small screen displaying the feed from the outside camera, she instantly recognized Joowon. Huh? What is he doing here at this hour? During a day off to? She hadn't seen him since a couple days ago, when that fan call incident happened. It wasn't uncommon for him to come to the dorm, he was their manager after all. He had to take care of all kinds of logistics, coordinating their schedules, pick ups, drop offs, and so on. But Yeji had nothing on her schedule today, especially not this late in the evening. She pressed the push-to-talk button on the intercom:

"Hey Joowon, what's going on? Do you need something?"

He waved at the camera as he heard her voice. "Hey! No, no, don't worry, I'm not here for any work related stuff... It's, uh... Remember when I mentioned I had a dog and maybe we could go walk our dogs together? I was just on my way to the park with him, Kangi, I have him right here with me. And I just thought... if you haven't walked yours yet tonight... maybe we could go together?"

Yeji hesitated, leaving an awkwardly long silence to linger following his proposal. It's not that she hated the idea — she did have to take Hodu on his evening walk anyway. But she still saw Joowon mostly as a coworker, not yet a friend. They were very awkward together. She knew she had to give him an answer quick and as she was feeling the pressure, she realized she didn't have the heart to tell him no. Maybe it would be a good opportunity to deepen their surface level working relationship. Try to unlock some chemistry between them.

"Uh... Yeah sure, why not. Just give me five minutes and I'll be down there." The intercom camera shut off and she rushed to her room to change from her cozy lounging pajamas into sweat pants, a hoodie and a light jacket. She attached the leash to Hodu's collar and just like that, she was out of the apartment. "You're going to meet a new friend, Hodu, are you excited?" He looked up at her and just kept wagging his tail, more excited about the walk than the prospect of making friends. As her and Hodu came out of the building, they found Joowon waiting with his dog right around the corner. Hodu's ears perked up a bit at the sight of this other dog. Kangi was an adult male German shepherd, almost as tall as Hodu but more slender. The large perky upright ears characteristic of that breed gave him a very alert look. The two dogs cautiously examined each other for a moment, trying to gauge whether there were any potential signs of aggression to watch for. But after a couple quick sniffs they seemed to instantly become friendly, vigorously wagging their tails, circling and nudging each other in a cute, playful way.

"Look at that, seems like they were meant to be friends. Wish it was that simple with humans to, haha..." As soon as she finished her sentence, Yeji realized that Joowon might think she was talking about them and how they had difficulties getting closer. She hadn't even meant it that way but it was too late now, just another awkward moment between them to add to the list. "Ahem... anyway, let's get going, it's getting dark already."

They got to the park a couple minutes later, making small talk on the way, commenting on each other's dogs, discussing their personalities. The park was mostly empty at this hour. A couple runners and other dog walkers were already on their way out and quickly they couldn't see a single other person around. The park had a large clearing in the middle, surrounded by numerous groves of large oaks and ginkgo trees. Large bushes also dotted the terrain all over, especially to the sides of the walking paths, where they were arranged in thick rows. It was already dark enough for the street lights to be lit, illuminating the path in front of them.

"Should we get off these paved paths a bit? The dogs might enjoy the thicker vegetation," Joowon suggested. Yeji nodded, approving of his idea. She noticed that he seemed more relaxed than usual, as if something had changed in him.

"Were you at the offices today? How was work?" Yeji inquired, trying to get some conversation going.

"Yes, we had some planning to do... the usual long meetings to coordinate with the creative team... But I have to be honest, I've been having some trouble focusing on work these past couple days..."

"Why? What happened?" Was he talking about the fan call incident? Yeji's mind started racing. Joowon paused for a long moment, looking away from her, as if he was trying to think of the best way to broach of difficult subject. He adjusted his glasses. Again, Yeji felt that he looked more confident, more in control than usual.

"Yeji..." He turned his head back in her direction, looking directly into her eyes, maintaining this intense eye contact as he paused for a second. "How much do you value being an idol?"

Yeji was confused. "Value being... an idol? What are you talking about?"

"You know, Yeji... Sometimes people make mistakes. Sometimes they do things that could cost them their entire careers, their status. Even idols make those mistakes." He pulled out his phone, tapped the screen and turned it so that it faced her. A video was playing on the screen. It took her a second to realize what she was looking at. But as soon as she did, she shuddered and let out a short involuntary gasp. It was her, sitting behind the desk in that conference room from a couple days ago. When she was masturbating on that fan call, Joowon hadn't been scrolling on his phone, ignoring her like she thought. He had been discreetly recording her. There she was, on his phone, her hand between her legs, moving rapidly under the blanket she thought would provide enough cover for her perverse self pleasuring. But what she was doing was more than obvious, her body jerking and trembling as she approached orgasm. Then the ring of the timer alarm could be heard on the video, before it ended abruptly.

"Joowon, I don't... I... It's not what you think..." Yeji stammered.

"I'm not done." Joowon was looking at her with a look in his eyes she hadn't seen before. A look of calm, controlled cruelty. "There was a change made at the dorm recently. I'm sure you're aware of the wave of break-ins that's been happening in the neighborhood over the past months. The company required the installation of security camera inside the dorm. Only in the common areas of course, for obvious privacy reasons. Areas like... the kitchen, the living room..." He turned the phone to face her again. This time the video that was playing was from her living room. She saw herself writhing and moaning under Hodu as he was mounting her. The video even captured the obscene, sloppy sound his knot made as he buried it inside her. Yeji couldn't bear seeing herself like this and slapped Joowon's hand, pushing the phone down, out of her view. She felt so humiliated that she had tears in her eyes.

Joowon, on the other hand, had a faint smile on his face — a mean, vicious smile. "They gave me access to the video feeds, in case they ever needed to be reviewed, should a break-in happen. I was supposed to inform you and the other members about the presence of those cameras last week, when they were installed. But I guess I just... forgot. Whoops, silly me." His cruel smile got more pronounced. Yeji felt so much shame and guilt. She kept her face buried in her hands, sobbing. She couldn't believe this was the same Joowon she'd been working with for the past month. He wasn't some shy, awkward nerd like she thought — he was clearly evil and manipulative.

Joowon repressed his cruel smile. "I'm sure you understand that if I wanted to end you career, destroy everything that you've built, every friendship, every work relationship, probably even ruin your family ties, all I would need to do is to leak those videos to the public. You would be immediately repudiated by every person you know, every company you’ve worked with, disowned, isolated. Your life would be over, you would be shamed forever. Yet, I haven't done that."

Yeji raised her head from her hands and wiped the tears streaming down her flushed face. "What the fuck... do you want... from me?" Her hitched breath turned the words into gasps as she was trying to stop herself from crying.

"You know, you're very pretty when you cry, Yeji..." Joowon cautiously raised his hand, resting it on her blushing cheek and with his thumb he wiped some of the droplets off. "When you were having fun with Hodu at the dorm, the camera picked up something that you said to him. I believe the direct quote was that you wanted him to 'teach you to be a good submissive slut'." He reached into his coat pocket and pulled out something, dangling it in front of Yeji's confused face. It was a dog collar. Instead of a dog’s name, in big silver letters, the word that was inscribed into it was "fucktoy".

"I know that you have that submissive streak in you, Yeji. You crave it. Just like you crave the dominance of dogs over you, their raw, animalistic power. I've felt it since the moment we met. You just want to be used and abused like a worthless little 'fucktoy'. There's no shame in that. So why don't you put on this collar, embrace who you really are and I'll help turn you into the good submissive slut you want to be."

Yeji couldn't believe what she was hearing. She felt cornered, outplayed by this manipulator, completely speechless. And at the same time, something inside her was awakening again. The same craving for submission and degradation she had felt when she first saw Hodu's cock, when she dug those cum drenched paper towels out of the trash, when she felt the urge to let him ravage her throat, when she begged him to ruin her cunt with his knot. She couldn't fight against those urges anymore, she just kept losing. It was stronger than her, stronger than her conscious mind, something deeper and more primal that pushed her to debase herself. Joowon's soft touch against her cheek was such a gentle contrast to how cruel his words felt. It felt good. She wanted to submit to him the same way she submitted to Hodu. She saw the same menacing strength in his eyes that she'd seen in Hodu in his state of rut. It made her mind melt and her pussy drool. The collar he was dangling in front of her was hypnotizing.

"You only have two choices Yeji, either you obey me and I keep your perverted urges a secret from the public, or you refuse my offer and lose everything you've worked for so hard in your career. So I'll ask you one last time, how much do you value being an idol?"

Yeji didn't say a word — she couldn't say a word. She slowly took the collar from him, wrapped it around her neck in silence and snapped the locking mechanism shut. She shivered when she felt the leather tighten against her skin — the folds between her thighs moistened.

"Good girl." The look in Joowon's eyes had become more gentle, yet still authoritative. "I guarantee you made the right choice. Now be a good fucktoy and take those clothes off. Everything."

Her body reacted as if she wasn't even in control of it, moving to peel each layer of clothing off, one after the other, dropping it all on the ground next to her. Her mind was telling her to stop but just like with Hodu, a more powerful desire was in control. She just kept going, slowly revealing more and more skin until she was standing there completely nude. She could feel the cold gusts of evening wind caressing her exposed skin, sending chills through her entire body, raising every fine hair like electricity. The entire situation felt unreal. What if they got caught? What would people think if they saw a celebrity like her naked at a public park like this? They were standing in the middle of a relatively dense grove of trees, with a thick hedge of bushes separating them from the walking path they strayed from, a mere 50 feet away. They were hidden but by no means completely. Any passer by could just peak through those bushes and trees and make out their silhouettes in the dark. A shiver coursed through her body again — the risk excited her.

"Down. On all fours." Joowon commanded her like he would command a dog. No sentences, only simple words for a simple creature. No respect either, the aim was to make her feel inferior, like an animal. A bitch in heat. He wanted her to feel dehumanized, with no agency, no initiative or will or her own. And it worked. Yeji obeyed, kneeling first, before bending over, her hands firmly planted into the damp grass. She heard some rustling as Joowon was pulling something out of his coat pocket again. He reached down to her neck and Yeji felt him hook something into the clasp of her collar. A leash. He suddenly yanked on it to test that it was properly attached. Yeji let out a startled little yelp, surprised by how roughly he pulled, feeling it tighten around her throat. She hadn't realized that what she was wearing was a choker collar, one that would get tighter the harder it was pulled on.

Joowon squatted next to her, just in reach of her perfectly shaped ass. It was catching the glow of the street lights through the foliage at a perfect angle, looking like a beautifully smooth, pale peach. He laid his hand in the center of her back, gently running his fingers and palm down all the way to the crease where her cheeks separated. Yeji felt the most delicious tingles running down her spine, following his touch. She sensed the tips of his fingers exploring the curvature of her left cheek, before his strong hand suddenly gripped it, squeezing and massaging it. He couldn't say it out loud but Joowon was stunned by the perfection of Yeji's nude body. He could have spent hours just exploring every shape of it in detail, delighting in the silky softness of her skin. Since he had started working as her manager, he had spent hours everyday undressing her in his mind, imagining how her body would look unclothed. And here she was, completely bare, finally offered to him, submitting to his will with no reserve. It felt unreal.

Yeji couldn't stop herself from moaning under his touch, closing her eyes and amplifying her other senses, goosebumps forming on her velvety skin, down her thighs and up her waist. But this sensual moment was suddenly interrupted by something invading her tight little slit. Without any warning, Joowon shoved two fingers into her sopping wet cunt, burying them inside his new fucktoy all the way to the base of his knuckles. At the same time he brutally ripped the leash taut, pulling hard to maintain as much tension in it as he could. Yeji whimpered, before the collar tightened around her throat, making it almost impossible for any air to circulate in or out, interrupting her startled little cry for mercy. With this steady tension applied to her leash, Joowon started slamming his fingers in and out of her slutty hole like a savage, stabbing them into that cunt in the most vicious way. "Filthy fucking whore, that's all you are..." he grunted under his breath as he kept punishing her sweet little slit. If any air could have escaped her lungs, she would have screamed. Not from the sudden switch from a gentle touch to brutality. Not from pleasure or pain. But from the complex satisfaction of being completely owned — like property. The way he was digging his fingers into her, she knew his goal wasn't her pleasure. It was to stimulate her lustful body against her will. Force that cunt to squirt out its juices even while being brutalized. He wanted to trigger her body into heat like an animal. Joowon was observing her pussy spasming on his fingers, gushing liquid down her thighs. "Fucking shameless just like I thought... You just can't control yourself can you? Just a broken, depraved fucking whore..." The collar was doing exactly what it was supposed to do, clenching around her delicate neck, choking her. Yeji was about to pass out when he finally released the leash and pulled his fingers out of her.

"Alright, I think that's wet and dilated enough. Kangi, come here boy!" The German shepherd perked up at the mention of his name and jogged next to his owner. His snout was immediately drawn to the scent of Yeji's cunt, pushing it right up against her swollen labia before inhaling her deeply. As he moved past her face, Yeji also caught a whiff of Kangi's pheromones, scrambling her thoughts even further, putting her in that familiar hazy state she already knew too well. The rush of a horny dog's scent. It all felt like a dream. She was in a public park, naked on her hands and knees, being circled by these two dogs that seemed instinctively turned on by her. This... can't be real... What is happening to me... She thought about Joowon's threats again, the things that would happen if the public saw that footage he had... Whether she wanted this or not, she had no choice. Joowon's voice echoed from behind her again: "Hodu's already had the privilege of using your little breeding hole, so it's only fair that Kangi gets to have a go at it to. Come on, Kangi, up! Get in there and breed this bitch!" The way he was ordering Kangi almost felt like this was a routine and they had done this before. The dog immediately hopped on top of her, his pelvis pressed against hers and his front paws straddling her back. He was much lighter than Hodu. Much more nimble to, moving into position quickly and efficiently, without leaving a single scratch on her.

Kangi's hips were thrusting into the space between Yeji's thighs with purpose, the pink tip of his cock poking out of its sheath, looking for a hole to penetrate. It only took him seconds to find it. The moment the large German shepherd felt his tip parting Yeji's folds open, the rest of his shaft practically shot out of its sheath, sliding inside her with the most obscene, sloppy wet sound. "Uurrghn..." Yeji let out a deep, primal grunt of pure bliss as she closed her eyes, trying not to faint from the surge of pleasure. As soon as he felt like he had properly anchored his cock inside her, Kangi started thrusting with insane speed. Every brutal movement of his hips was forcing his cock meat deeper into Yeji's tight little hole. He was huge. As big as Hodu if not bigger and just as thick. This was everything Yeji had ever wanted, it was what she needed: the feeling a massive dog cock impaling her insides, being violently crammed into the depths of her cunt without a care for her enjoyment or comfort. She wanted to be used like an object, a subhuman cum dump, a fucktoy for dogs, nothing more. And the name on her collar said as much. "Fucktoy" — her new name.

As she was being subjected to this brutal vaginal assault, Joowon was watching, tugging at her leash every now and then. He was satisfied with the fact that he had reduced this famous idol to a quivering piece of fuckmeat. His own sexual desire just kept growing, however. As he was watching Yeji's toned body writhing with pleasure right in front of him, he felt his cock hardening, aching to be inside her. He couldn't restrain himself for long: he unzipped his pants and pulled it out, stroking slowly to the sound of Yeji's needy yelps. His big veiny cock was already oozing precum. He had endured several weeks of pure frustration working with Yeji, while being unable to get what he wanted from her. This frustration had reached such heights that he couldn't just get rid of it by jerking off to her fancams anymore when he was at home. He had blown so many huge loads stroking to her, imagining how it would feel to finally have her. This whole situation felt just as unreal to him as it did to Yeji. When he was addressing her, he knew he needed to maintain his assertive, dominant tone, remaining calm and stoic. But on the inside, he felt just as feral in her presence as Hodu and Kangi did. He couldn't wait any longer. Joowon stepped in front of her and knelt in the grass, his big throbbing cock bouncing and twitching inches away from Yeji's face. She looked up at him, drooling and moaning, her eyes rolling in the back of her head as her cunt erupted with repeated orgasms under Kangi's hammering.

"Open up." Joowon ordered in a stern tone. Yeji parted her lips and opened wide without missing a beat, sticking her tongue out like the most shameless and submissive cumslut. Her beautiful lips looked so inviting, glistening with saliva, some of it dribbling off her tongue and chin. Her mouth looked as well lubricated and ready for a pounding as her drenched pussy. Joowon dropped the leash to his side. He placed one hand on the back of her head and the other on top of it, running his fingers through her hair before clenching them shut, tightly gripping a good fistful of her soft, silky hair. With this hold, he had complete control of the movements of her head — she had no chance to pull away no matter what happened. He slid the burning tip of his cock into her mouth and grunted as it went in. Her tongue felt so smooth, so slick, cupping his tip and swirling around the shaft in the most delicious way as he pushed deeper. Her mouth was so warm, so comfortable, applying strong suction every time his hips recoiled, just to push back forward harder, deeper. His thrusts were getting faster, he was pushing his cock against the back of her throat over and over again, causing her to gag and cough a little louder every time. Then he suddenly pulled out entirely.

"Look at me you fucking whore." He slapped her hard across the face — no warning, no holding back, just a vicious, full force slap. Her head was sent rolling to the side from the impact. He yanked it back up, never letting go of the grip he had on her hair. Yeji was taken aback by this. Her heart started racing, her breaths getting fast and shallow. He had just hit her. Not a playful smack or a pretend slap — real abuse, raw and violent. Just like when Hodu had pinned her down and forced himself inside her, the same thoughts went through her head: she was completely powerless. This man could subject her to any kind of violence at this point and there was nothing she could do about it. She felt true fear. He slapped her again, even harder. "Worthless sluts like you need to learn the hard way." His big hand had left a large red mark. Her cheek was burning, stinging. At the same time Kangi's cock kept stretching her cunt, she could feel his knot starting to push against her entrance, forcing its way inside a bit further with every thrust. Her gaping slit was spasming with continuous orgasms all over that dog cock, but her mind was filled with pure fear. Joowon raised his hand again. Yeji flinched and whimpered, closing her eyes, bracing for a third impact. But it never came. Instead she felt his hand gently caressing her cheek, with more care and affection than she had ever felt. She opened her eyes and looked at him. He was smiling. A benevolent smile this time. He leaned forward to plant a soft kiss on her quivering lips, whispering into her mouth: "Good girl... You have to trust me, this training is for your own good, no matter how rough it gets. Do you understand?" A tear rolled down Yeji's cheek as she nodded submissively. "Good. Now open that worthless fuckhole of a mouth, I need to use your throat."

She complied in silence, just letting out a trembling sigh as she stuck out her tongue, ready to receive his cock like the most obedient sex slave. Joowon shoved it in, fitting in half of his length before hitting some resistance in back of her throat again. He tightened his grip on her hair, pulled her in with the hand on the back of her head and pushed relentlessly until he heard a wet pop, her esophagus giving in and letting his full length slide inside her. Yeji sputtered out thick throat slime from the seems of her mouth, some of it even oozing out of her nostrils, most of it dripping off her chin in long translucent strings. Her face was already a sloppy, filthy mess. As he held his cock inside her, letting her choke and gag on it, she felt Kangi put all his weight into his thrusts, finally plunging his full knot into her all the way to the base, making her feel like he was tearing her poor little idol cunt apart. Yeji tried to scream. She didn't even know if she wanted to scream from pain or pleasure anymore — she just needed to scream, her body needed a release. But when she tried, her scream just turned into wet and muffled gurgling noises, as Joowon started pounding her throat. "Uhhnngg, fuck... this hole feels so fucking good... It’s so fucking tight, Yeji." He was ramming his cock into her throat as violently as he possibly could, holding onto her head as if he was holding a sex toy, fucking her face with reckless abandon. "Oh, fuck, Yeji... Hnng... *gluck, gluck, glurr* I know you want to choke on cock... I know it makes you cum to be violated like this. *glhhrr, gurr, gluck* You deserve it... Ahhng... You know you do..."

Joowon had been using her throat non stop for so long, preventing her from catching her breath, that Yeji started losing consciousness. That's when she felt Kangi's first hot jet of semen filling her womb. And quickly another, painting her insides with dog sperm, as if the German shepherd was marking her as his property. His heated knot was pulsing inside her, completely sunken into her hole, while his muscular shaft kept contracting, twitching, pumping more and more fresh cum into her expanded vaginal passage. She could feel the pressure inside her womb as the delicate little cavity was overflowing with semen, her cervix once again forcefully penetrated. She felt like every part of her tight little cunt was being obliterated by this huge dog cock. Kangi was sill thrusting, as if he just couldn't get enough of destroying her perfect fuckhole. Joowon was about to climax as well, watching this depraved zoophilic spectacle in front of him. He rammed his cock one last time down Yeji's throat with all the brutality he could muster, forcing her jaw to open near the point of dislocation. "Fuck... Uhhn... Uhhhhnng..." He grunted as he unloaded inside her. "Fucking... hhnng... whore..." He wanted to insult her and degrade her until the very last moment, showing her just how much pure contempt he had for her, for being such a shameless sex addict. Yeji's entire body went into violent orgasmic convulsions as it was being pumped full of cum from both ends. She had never been used so ruthlessly. And yet she had never been happier. In that moment, for the duration of that orgasm, she felt the absolute bliss of true submission. Giving up her humanity, her agency, her self respect. Giving up everything for the sexual gratification of others — honestly, selflessly.

Joowon fired the last couple spurts of his seed in her throat before finally pulling out. Yeji gasped, deeply filling her lungs with air after being deprived of it for so long. She had to cough as some of the thick semen had entered her lungs during that sudden inhale. As she was recovering, with Kangi's knot still lodged deep inside her, Joowon pulled out his phone, aimed the camera at her face and pressed 'record'.

"Yeji, listen carefully and repeat after me: 'My name is Hwang Yeji and I am a filthy cum dumpster for public use. I deserve to be stuffed full of cocks and cum — any time, anywhere, whether I like it or not. My only purpose is to pleasure any cock that needs it, human or animal. Nothing makes me cum harder than being pumped full of dog cum.' Say it."

With Joowon's cum oozing out of her mouth and nose, thick saliva dribbling down her chin and tears streaking down her face, Yeji diligently repeated every word that he dictated to her, looking straight at the camera lens on the back of his phone. She felt no shame or guilt in this state, no matter how harsh and vulgar the words coming out of her mouth were. She agreed with all of it. Deep inside she knew it was all true, she was just a sick pervert craving sexual punishment. Joowon circled around behind her and angled the camera up between Kangi's legs, zooming in on Yeji's cunt. He got there just in time to capture the moment when Kangi's knot popped out, making Yeji squirt one last time as massive amounts of dog semen came streaming out of her gaping hole. She groaned and collapsed into the cool grass as she felt the pressure of the knot suddenly disappear, leaving her stretched out vulva twitching, unrecognizable compared to the perfect little slit it was before the encounter. Joowon stopped the recording. He smiled, thinking to himself he would make good use of such a video.

"Oh poor Yeji... don't think we're done yet." Joowon grinned. "Hodu, come here, boy. It's your turn now, you've been so patient. Her hole's already been loosened up by Kangi, so you'll be able to get extra deep this time, don’t hold back... And if you boys have enough stamina, you might as well take multiple turns each on this fucking slut..."

"No, please... Joowon, no, I can't... I really..."

Yeji's plea for mercy was interrupted by a cone of light scanning through the bushes in their direction.

"Who's there? I can hear you, what are you guys doing in there?" The booming voice of the park's security guard startled them both. More time had passed than they thought and it seemed that a new guard had just arrived for his night shift. They’d been speaking too loud, drawing his attention and he was getting closer, shining his flashlight into the bushes that provided them cover.

"We, uh... Nothing, sir, we just dropped our keys here in the foliage while walking our dogs and, uh... Yeah, we were just looking for our keys... But we found them now, we'll be out in a second!" The guard didn't respond to Joowon's suspicious story. But he didn't seem to be coming closer either. Yeji scrambled to quickly get her clothes back on while Joowon stuffed his cock back in his pants and pulled his zipper back up. They each grabbed the leashes of their respective dogs and walked out from the little grove trying to look as inconspicuous as possible. They hadn't realized how dark it had gotten in the short time they spent in there. The guard's flashlight was blinding them. As they approached him, he turned it off, letting the street lights illuminate the paved path in front of them.

"Keys, huh...?" the guard grumbled. Yeji was trying to put on a polite smile and appear harmless to him when she noticed that the man was staring at her neck. She suddenly remembered: she still had the "fucktoy" collar on. She blushed and zipped her jacket up to her neck in a rush.

The security guard chuckled as he turned around and walked away. "Get out of here, you two..."

Epilogue.

"So, how did the week with Hodu go? Did you two have fun?"

Yeji's friend had just flown back from her vacation and was finally here to pick up her dog. She had asked that question in the most innocent way. If only she knew. Memories of their most perverted acts came rushing through Yeji's mind. She obviously couldn't tell her friend that her giant Rottweiler had fucked her repeatedly, in every room of her dorm, and that she was now utterly addicted to sex with dogs. That wasn't the type of thing you could just blurt out in good company.

"He seems pretty happy! Looks like you took good care of him..." Hodu was indeed happily wagging his tail, not in any rush to go with her owner. He circled Yeji, looking up at her inquisitively, before pushing his snout up the crotch of her pants from behind, inhaling that scent that he had come to know and love throughout this week. The scent of a human pussy that just loves to be filled with dog cum. One last time, he enjoyed her scent. Yeji let out an embarrassed giggle and pushed him away. If only her friend wasn't there, she wouldn't have had to do that. Instead it could have been the start of yet another passionate fucking session. She truly loved Hodu even though she hadn't known him for long. Her first dog cock, the first to awaken that craving in her. He was special.

"Yeah... It was a fun week, that's for sure. Really makes me want to get a dog of my own. I don't know that I'd be lucky enough to find a good boy like Hodu. But yeah... He's going to leave a pretty big void now that I got used to him being around. Thankfully the other Itzy members are coming home from our week off tomorrow, so it's going to get busy in here. I won't have to be alone for long." There was a tinge of sadness in Yeji's voice. As her friend walked out the door with Hodu by her side, Yeji hoped that they would meet again someday. Of course, she could always go visit her friend but it obviously wouldn't be as intimate as just the both of them. Together for a whole week...

Yeji was pulled out of her daydreaming by the noise of the messenger app on her phone. She unlocked it. The message was from Ryujin. Curt and to the point, somewhat uncharacteristic of Ryujin's style. As she read it, her heart dropped:

"Yeji, I received a video from Joowon. I'm sure you know exactly what I'm talking about. We need to talk."