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One Pampered Pooch
By : jackrabbit
Category: +1 through F > Brandy and Mr Whiskers
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Chapter 1 --- Soggy Doggy

Brandy was losing the tennis match. Chelsea was just too good. Or maybe Brandy was just too bad. In any case, she was getting slaughtered. And the catgirl wasn’t even trying. This was really more a training exercise than an actual competition. Chelsea was just trying to help Brandy improve. But it was slow going.
Part of the canine girl’s problem was that she was confused by the court layout. The tennis courts in the Brandyverse had triple sets of lines. The outer white lines were proportioned for the humans, the larger dogs played on a medium-sized court defined by the yellow lines, and the smaller dogs and the cats used the innermost blue lines. In a similar fashion, the net could be set to three different elevations. The spaniel kept forgetting her color and letting the ball go out of bounds.
Brandy consoled herself with the idea that she was winning the fashion part of the competition. Her tennis outfit was way cuter.
Chelsea herself was cute, though, especially for someone thirty years old. Brandy was envious of the complicated calico pattern in her adopted sister’s fur, especially in comparison with her own mostly solid color. On the other hand, it was easier for Brandy to shop for clothes, because she didn’t have to match multiple colors at once.
Of course, Brandy could change her fur color if she wanted to, in whatever pattern she wanted. With the full-body nanomorphing ability she had acquired from Kim Possible, which had originated with someone named Camille Leon, she could make drastic changes to her body just by thinking about it. She could even change into another breed, as long as the body mass was the same. She couldn’t turn into a Great Dane, but she could morph into a terrier or something else her own size.
Finally Chelsea gave up, at least for the current session. “I guess you’ll have to resign yourself to not winning the U.S. Open this year. We can try again later in the week. I have some stuff to do right now. Mama Harrington wanted me to run an errand.”
“Oh, I wanna go,” Brandy said. “I need to get off the estate.”
“Sure, but it might not be that much fun. I’ll be going up the Parkway, sitting a few hours, then directly back here.”
“The Parkway? No shit? Could you, like, drop me off at the Gaynor estate and pick me up on the way back? I wouldn’t mind hanging out there a few hours, and it’s just a couple of blocks off the Parkway.”
Chelsea smiled. “Why not? At least I’ll have some company on the drive. My destination isn’t much farther than the Gaynor place.”
The two headed for the house, arms around each other. In general, dogs and cats didn’t get along very well, but Chelsea was family. The Harringtons had three dogs and two cats, all of whom adored each other. Brandy could be stuck-up and obnoxious toward other pets, especially those of a lower social standing, but she never treated her adopted sisters that way. And of course doing so with a human was unthinkable.
The doghouses and cat habitats were on the opposite side of the mansion from the tennis court, so it was quicker to just go through. The pet quarters were separate structures, but just as upscale as the main house. The difference in scale would have resulted in weird architecture if they were directly attached. An enclosed walkway connected them to the house.
Chelsea and Brandy didn’t quite make it to their rooms, as Jennifer intercepted them in the hallway, planting herself in their path. Brandy’s tail went into overdrive, as it always did in the presence of a human, and she hugged Jennifer’s leg. Chelsea embraced the other leg just as affectionately, minus the tail-wagging, of course. Since the pets had arms and hands, they didn’t have to settle for just rubbing up against their mistress. Given that Jennifer was over ten feet tall, the pets couldn’t reach much of her, so the human girl knelt for better accessibility. Brandy licked Jennifer’s face, while Chelsea placed her arms around the girl’s neck and purred. Then both of them kissed her.
The human smiled at the pets. “How would you like a nice bath?”
“We’d love one,” Chelsea said. “But it’ll have to be quick. Your mom wants me to go do something.”
The huge 11-year-old pouted for a moment or two, then she shrugged. “Okay. I guess it will have to be a shower, then. I don’t want Mom to get mad at you.”
In the bathroom, it was difficult for Jennifer to undress the pets. The buttons and zippers were small in comparison to her fingers. But she managed. In contrast, the fastenings of the human girl’s clothes could easily be grasped by the pets, though it took a little effort to work them. And of course she had to drop to the floor again so that they could even reach them.
But finally everyone was naked. Jennifer turned on the water and everyone wetted down, then the human girl affectionately bathed the pets, using her hands on them directly. They just stood there as they were soaped up, with only slight squirming when sensitive areas were touched. In contrast, the tails were in constant motion, Brandy’s at the gale force setting while Chelsea’s curled and uncurled delicately, drawing complicated patterns in the air. The pets helped with the bathing, putting soap on each other in places that Jennifer wasn’t currently servicing. It was redundant, but the point was pleasure, not cleanliness.
Jennifer was still getting used to the larger tits the pets were sporting now. It wasn’t normal growth, because the change had been far too rapid and Chelsea was fully grown anyway. The nanomorphing had been explained to the human girl, but she was having a hard time understanding it.
But there was no doubt that the tits were larger than they used to be, though still tiny on her scale, and she loved to look at them and touch them. Her hand was too big to cup them, so she just stroked them with a finger as the pets moaned softly. She sat on the shower floor and leaned them back against herself, so she could use both hands.
Jennifer used her pinkies to touch both of the soapy pussies. Even her smallest fingers were a little much to go inside, so she just gently rubbed the pet pussies on the outside, prompting another round of canine and feline moans. Brandy couldn’t wag her tail with her back against Jennifer, but Chelsea didn’t need a full swing and stroked her more flexible tail against the human girl’s thigh.
The human girl picked up Brandy and held the canine girl’s lower body under the shower, rinsing off the pussy. Then she licked it, suspending Brandy in the air, legs draped over her shoulders. Brandy wagged frenetically as the human’s tongue wetly brushed against her entire pelvic area in one swipe. “Ooooooooohhhhh.” Then Jennifer put a panting Brandy down and gave Chelsea the same treatment. The kittygirl was affected just as strongly by the huge tongue against her girly bits.
Jennifer lowered Chelsea and turned the pets around until they were back to back, at right angles to her, then she went after the pussies with her fingers again, while Chelsea and Brandy tilted their heads back and kissed each other. Then they just pressed their heads together, facing in opposite directions, and moaned nonstop. After a little while, Chelsea came first, with a “rowwwrrr”, then Brandy howled her orgasm a few seconds later. “Oooowwwwooooooooo!”
The two pets sat there dazed for a moment or two, then turned the tables on the human, soaping her up everywhere. It took somewhat longer because there was a lot more surface area and their hands were smaller. Jennifer laid back happily as the little furry hands moved over her body. Then she rolled over onto her side so that Chelsea could wash her front and Brandy could take care of the back.
Despite the fact that Jennifer was so much bigger, she was only eleven and not nano-capable. So proportionally, her tits were tiny, little more than nipples. But they were big nipples from the kittygirl’s viewpoint, the size of small salt shakers, and they were sensitive, so the human girl moaned softly as Chelsea gave them a soapy massage. After working on them for a little while, she moved along the body toward the head and gave Jennifer a kiss. Then back the other way, with another pass of handling the nipples, and down to the stomach.
On the other side, Brandy was moving in conjunction with Chelsea. There wasn’t as much interesting stuff on this side, at least not on the upper body, but she diligently washed her areas. Even though none of the regions Brandy was currently servicing were particularly sensitive, Jennifer still enjoyed the litte puppy hands on her.
Brandy and Chelsa continued to progress downward on the human girl’s body. They skirted the really sensitive areas, bypassing them to work their way down the legs, all the way down to affectionately clean Jennifer’s toes. Then they returned to the pelvic area.
Jennifer was still on her side so that both front and back were reachable. She lifted her leg to provide full access. Chelsea stroked the girl’s pussy while Brandy probed the asshole, causing Jennifer to squirm a little. “Oooooooooh, that feels good.” She stroked the fur of both girls slowly, a mixture of petting and sexy touching. She made a point to play with their ears, one set floppy, the other perky.
Even though Jennifer was young and inexperienced with boys, the difference in size meant that Chelsea’s fingers were too small to hurt her, even more than one at a time. So she slid a couple of them inside. The girl was plenty wet, and not just from soap. In contrast, Brandy did need lubrication to go into the back door, but Jennifer still took it easily. Her moaning increased as her insides were stimulated.
As Jennifer adjusted to the sensations inside her, the pets increased the number of fingers. Finally both had their entire hands inside the assigned orifice. The girl squirmed much more strongly. She stopped the petting, unable to concentrate on it any more. She just gripped Chelsea’s ankle, not really aware she was doing it. The clench was light, but Chelsea hoped her mistress didn’t lose control of herself upon orgasm. The kittygirl might be limping for a little while.
Now that thumbs weren’t an issue, Brandy and Chelsea worked their hands in deeper, eventually in up the elbow. They could feel each other inside Jennifer and wished that the hands were as sensitive as a cock. But just making their mistress feel good was enough.
And they obviously were. The pre-teen was moaning nonstop now. She wasn’t quite thrashing around, but she wasn’t lying still either. The pets were having a hard time keeping their balance with the movement.
Finally Jennifer cried out. “Eeeeyyyyaaaahhhh!” Chelsea could feel the girl’s love tunnel munching on her hand, firmly but not to the point of discomfort. She continued to stroke the inner wall as it churned around. Brandy could feel the movement less strongly, but it was still very evident. Finally the girl ran down and laid there trembling while the pets pulled out of her. Then they just held her for a little while, rubbing their furry cheeks against her.
After a moment or two, the girl stirred. “Okay, now I want both of you to have an ora...orna...”
“Orgasm,” Brandy finished helpfully.
“Yeah, that.”
Brandy and Chelsea moved into a 69-position and started licking.
“No, no,” Jennifer protested. “With the boy-things.”
The pets looked at each other and grinned, then nanomorphed their genital areas. After the dicks appeared, they resumed the 69, only now they were giving each other blow jobs.
Dogs and cats in the Brandyverse were anthropomorphic in more ways than standing upright and talking. The sexual organs were like those of humans as well. Even though Brandy and Chelsea had the wrong ones at the moment, what they had looked very much like those of a human, without even fur. The entire genital area was hairless, though this wasn’t totally different from dogs in the Kimverse and the others the Harringtons had encountered. In those dimensions, many ordinary dogs were almost that bare, though on them it was the underside rather than the front.
Chelsea performed long slow licks the entire length of Brandy’s dick, while her canine sister repeatedly crammed Chelsea’s girlcock into her mouth as far as it would go, then pulled it all the way out with a pop. “Uhhhhhhhhhh,” was the response.
“How can you do that with your fangs?” Jennifer asked.
Brandy giggled. “Practice.”
Chelsea’s reaction to the cocksucking showed that said practice had paid off. The kittygirl moaned between licks of Brandy’s dick. Then she engulfed the doggycock in her mouth, demonstrating that cats had figured out how to do blowjobs with fangs as well. Caution was even more of a necessity for them, since theirs were sharper.
The two pet cocks hardened at a steady rate, while Jennifer watched in fascination. This phenomenon was still pretty new in the Brandyverse. Brandy had been infected with nanobots on her first foray into the Multiverse, but until Kim’s friend Wade had programmed them for the dog genome, she hadn’t been able to actually nanomorph. The cat genome had followed soon after, and a nanobot upgrade at about the same timeframe had caused them to spread at a tremendous rate. But only through the pet populations. The giant humans were still just observers, because their genome was no more compatible with the Kim-sized humans than that of the pets. Brandy had considered consulting Wade again, but had hesitated to ask him to go to the effort of programming a third genome.
By now both Brandy and Chelsea had raging hardons. They stood up and stroked each other’s cocks so that Jennifer could get a good look. Then Chelsea bent over while Brandy drove her dick into the kittygirl’s ass. “Uhhhhhhhh.”
Jennifer got into a position giving her a clear view of the assfucking.
“Don’t forget to pull out before you cum, Brandy,” Chelsea murmured distractedly. “Not only will it hurt if you get stuck in my ass, I’ll miss my appointment. Then Mama Harrington will be pissed off at both of us.”
“Gotcha,” the doggygirl responded. There had been problems with that in the beginning, when Brandy and Rachel hadn’t even known about it. With no male dogs around, no one had bothered to tell them about the peculiarities of doggy cocks. Marci, the adult Labrador, just hadn’t gotten around to it. After a couple of embarrassments in the Multiverse, plus some experience since, Brandy had learned how to avoid getting stuck in someone. Unless they wanted it, of course. Chelsea didn’t mind in principle, if she had time to just sit for an hour. And if it was her pussy, which could take it more easily.
Brandy continued slamming Chelsea’s asshole. The kittygirl’s dick slung around with the jolts. Jennifer positioned her finger so that the wild cock rubbed against it in its travels. It was too relatively small for her to grasp easily, but at least she could make contact with it. Chelsea moaned from the additional stimulation. Now she was getting it front and back.
After a little while, the pets swapped positions. Now Chelsea assfucked Brandy, while the canine girl humped Jennifer’s finger. It was sort of like a daisy chain, in that Brandy was the only one in motion, driving herself backward onto Chelsea’s girlcock. But on the forward stroke, she wasn’t going into anything, just rubbing her dick against the human girl’s finger. That was stimulation enough, and she moved toward orgasm as steadily as Chelsea.
The kittygirl stroked her sister’s back as the younger pet moved the lower part of her body forward and back. Touching between furries wasn’t quite the same as when one partner was human, because there was no skin to skin contact. So she had to use a little more pressure in order for either to feel much of anything.
Brandy moaned as she drove herself backward onto Chelsea’s dick and forward against Jennifer’s digit. All of her sexual experiences of anything more than lesbian sex were pretty recent, so she was still getting used to them. There were no male dogs around here and the humans were too big for her. She had been a virgin when Dr. Anne Possible had fucked her on board the Millennium Falcon, right before doing the same with Princess Leia.
Chelsea was getting close. She wanted to grab Brandy’s hips and pull the doggygirl back against her to drive the dick in harder, but she kept control of herself and let Brandy keep driving the action. She could tell Brandy was about to lose it as well, so she concentrated on holding her wad until her sister let go.
Finally Brandy howled again and sprayed cum all over Jennifer’s finger. She shook as her balls continued to pulse, sending subsequent streams of goo after the earlier ones. Now that Brandy was stalled, Chelsea started thrusting again as her sister ran down to a dribble. Jennifer tasted the cum on her finger. There was a lot, but just a thimbleful from her viewpoint. She looked at Brandy’s now-enlarged cockhead and understood why Chelsea didn’t want it in her ass post-cumshot.
A few seconds later, the kittygirl let go as well, pumping cum into Brandy’s ass with another yowl.
The two pets collapsed to the floor, wiped out. As they laid there dazedly, cocks leaking all over the tile, Jennifer put her hands on her hips. “What a mess! Now I have to wash you again!”
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One Pampered Pooch	By : jackrabbit Category: +1 through F > Brandy and Mr Whiskers Views: 6123 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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One Pampered Pooch