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Meg's Quest for Stuff	By : Lennox Category: +1 through F > Family Guy Views: 10110 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Hell had come to Quahog. Ever since the giant portal opened at the edge of town, the streets had become overrun with demons. Ghosts, terror dogs, and withered mummies would emerge from the portal at least once a day. And on top of the horrors the town faced, the children still insisted on roaming the streets in their costumes for candy. But the young weren't the only ones to wander the roads during the demonic invasion. Peter, Quagmire, Joe and Cleveland had dubbed themselves the Quahog Ghostbusters. They had their own building, their own outfits, even their own proton energy packs and traps. Due to their inexperience, it would take each of them a couple of hours subdue and trap just a single demon, however Meg had found a different way to subdue the invaders. Dressed in her Slutty Cat Halloween outfit, she would sneak out when her parents weren't looking to pick up her father's slack. Her method was questionable, but it was effective. And she loved doing it.
With a bag hanging from her shoulder, Meg walked down the street before she saw her first target. Terror Dogs, they were called. Dark, olive green skin instead of fur, two yellow horns sticking out the sides of their heads, and several smaller ones dotted around their jaw line. Their faces barely resembled that of a canine, and their eyes glowed an evil red. The Terror Dog was sniffing around beside a house on the end of a street. Meg knew this house belonged to the workers of the town... both of them. It was as if one house had been lifted and attached to the roof of another. Meg only knew these people were foreigners, but she didn't know where they from.
Meg walked directly towards the Terror Dog, and those red eyes glared at her every step of the way. Despite being demons from hell, they hadn't actually attacked anyone. People had walked passed and acted normal around them, almost as if they weren't even there. Meg had assumed that it was because the animals weren't being provoked. She walked straight up to the dog and stared down into it's glowing red eyes. She held out her hand, letting the demon sniff and lick her fingers. It may have been from hell, but it still acted like a dog from earth. Meg snuck behind the house and the curious Terror Dog followed. It had the scent of a bitch in heat, and its cock was already stirring between his hind legs. Meg had fingered herself before stepping out of the house, making sure she coated her fingers with a healthy amount of her arousal. In all her days of dealing with these creatures, the Terror Dogs had never refused such an offer.
Meg got down onto her hands and knees and she tugged her panties to the side. The Terror Dog, like those before it, quickly mounted her. With it's front legs wrapped around her waist, this dog hit his mark on the first thrust. Meg felt the demon cock pierce her cunt, ploughing into her and jerking her body forward on the grass.
"Oh yeah, just like that boy," she groaned. The dog wasted no time in claiming his new bitch. He would pull his dick out onto to slam it back inside, all while Meg could hear it's deep and gruff growls above her head.
Every time, Meg was on her hands and knees. When the dog's cock slipped out, she decided to try something new. She rolled over underneath him and took his cock in her hand. This was the first time she'd seen one up close. It didn't look that different from a regular canine cock. The knot was even starting to form at the base. She lined him up and pressed the tip against her eager pussy. The demon quickly thrust himself back inside, and Meg wrapped her arms around his neck.
The hot cock was pistoning in and out of her, pushing Meg over the edge and making her cum. Her pussy juices coated the canine's shaft as he fucked her. For Meg, this was nothing but her guilty pleasure. She had failed to find a nice man, so she used the demon dogs to sate her lust. And for the Terror Dog, they saw Meg as an eager bitch, someone they could breed with. The idea of giving birth to demon puppies had crossed Meg's mind many times, and she'd brought herself to countless orgasms at the thought. Even though she didn't think it could happen, she still wanted to try. Meg had decided that she would go though at least five dogs today. She'd be sore afterwards, but it'd be worth it.
"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck..." Meg cried as she gripped the grass beneath her. The Terror Dog was stretching her pussy to it's limit, forcing his knot inside her depths. Meg came again as she collapsed on the ground, no long having the energy for the animal. But she soon felt his thick, hot cum spraying inside her. She sighed softly, just enjoying the warm the sticky feeling that flooded her womb. Once again, she wished for pregnancy as she just looked up at the sky.
As soon as his orgasm died down, the dog howled and vanished in a puff of smoke. Meg sighed as she suddenly felt empty. And the dog's sudden disappearance had meant that her panties slid back into place. She sighed, just feeling the warm spunk swimming inside her. She wanted to take the time to enjoy the knot, to feel locked to the demon. Not have it vanish as soon as he was finished. She would often wonder if Brian would be up for it. Get him drunk enough, maybe. She groaned as she rubbed her fingers over her wet and puffy mound. She wanted to keep the knot, what she wouldn't give for the experience to have it buried inside her for as long as it took. She sighed and slowly got to her feet. Whenever the dogs vanished, they always left something behind. Meg pulled a jar out of her bag and used it to scoop up the bones that the dog left behind. Where the dog went once it disappeared, Meg couldn't say. Maybe back to hell, or maybe it just vanished from existence. She replaced the lid and carefully returned the jar to her bag. She could still feel the warm cum swimming in her belly as she walked back out onto the street. She crossed the road and walked past the Drunken Clam. And from there, only a block away, she saw her next target.
"One down," she muttered as she crossed the road towards the Terror Dog, "four to go."
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