Fun with Bolt & Penny

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<<set $location = "Your Room";>>Location: <<print $location>> Sunlight streams into the room, warming the carpet under your feet. Outside, another hot summer day burns blue over a sea of golden wheat. Normally, you'd be living in the renovated barn loft, but, until the heat dies down, you're stuck in your previous bedroom, which is within snore-range of your mother's. After tasting the freedom that comes with being able to make as much noise as you want in bed, this arrangement is cramping your style in more ways than one. Bolt, on the other hand, just seems happy to be with you. He's learned to relax a lot since you were on the TV show together. You both have, really. You've been up for a couple hours. Bolt's still snoozing on the bed, his legs twitching now and then in doggy dreams. You look around [[your room|Penny's bedroom]].

<<if $player eq "Penny">><<set $location = "Your Room">>Location: <<print $location>> Your bedroom has an overstuffed dresser, an overcrowded bookshelf, a desk with a computer on it, and an unmade bed with your dog snoozing on it. Overall, the room's a bit chaotic at the moment, since you've crammed the essentials from the loft back into here. ~Use the [[computer|Computer]]. ~[[Look in the closet]]. ~[[Pet Bolt]]. ~[[Go down on Bolt]]. ~Go to the [[hallway|Landing]].<<if $seekingMomGone eq "yes" && $haveChargerMom eq "yes" && $pulleysRigged eq "yes">> ~[[Read on the bed for a while]].<<endif>><<if $pennyHasEaten eq "pizza">> ~[[Take a quick nap]].<<endif>><<endif>><<silently>> <<endsilently>><<if $player eq "Bolt">><<set $location = "Penny's Bedroom">>Location: <<print $location>> <<if $boxOpen eq "yes" && $chapter eq 4 && $seekingPhotos eq "no" && $photoCount < 3>>Penny is sitting on the bed, shuffling through the mission files over and over. Her jaw is clenched and her hands are pale. You trot up and lay your muzzle on the bed, next to her. "We've got a problem." She holds up a thick stack of mission files "I've double-checked and three are missing. We need to find them." <<set $seekingPhotos = "yes">> Sniffing, you look around the room. You don't smell the chemical smell of the photos anywhere but in her hands. "Bolt, this is super important." Her lovely brown eyes meet yours, looking more than a little worried. "I don't know where I put those photos, but we need to find them before Mom gets back." You sit at attention and nod. "Good boy." A brave smile dares its way onto her lips. "I'll check here and in the loft. You check the rest of the house, in case I totally lost my mind." New mission objective: find the three missing photos. <<elseif $boxOpen eq "yes" && $chapter eq 4 && $seekingPhotos eq "no" && $photoCount < 3>>Penny is looking around the room for the photos. You should find them. She looks really worried. <<else>>This room has Penny's desk, her dresser, a backpack, a bookshelf, a brightly-colored information terminal, and your personal favorite, her bed. <<if $loftCool eq "no" && $seekingPhonePenny eq "no">> On the bed, Penny lays reading a spy thriller. <<if $havePhoneBolt eq "no" && $havePhonePenny eq "no">>Her phone is under a pillow beside her. <<endif>>She smiles down at you, radiating joy through your body. "Hey buddy. What's up?"<<endif>><<if $loftCool eq "no" && $seekingPhonePenny eq "yes">> You can hear Penny downstairs, looking for her phone.<<endif>> ~Access the [[information terminal|Computer]]. <<if $chapter == 4>>~[[Take a nap on the bed.]] <<endif>>~[[Look under the bed]].<<if $seekingCode eq "yes" && $haveCode eq "no">> ~[[Woof]].<<endif>> ~[[Inspect closet]]. <<if $momGone eq "yes">>~[[Nuzzle under her skirt]]. <<else>>~[[Nose under her skirt]]. <<endif>><<if $seekingPhonePenny eq "yes" && $havePhoneBolt eq "no">>~[[Inspect sheets]]. <<endif>>~Go to the [[hallway|Landing]].<<endif>><<endif>>

<<if $player eq "Penny">><<set $location = "Your Room">>Location: <<print $location>> Your computer's a few years old, but works just fine. ~[[Watch some private videos]]. ~[[Google yourself]]. ~[[Get off the computer|Penny's bedroom]].<<endif>><<if $player eq "Bolt">><<set $location = "Penny's bedroom">>Location: <<print $location>> Sitting on Penny's chair, you poke the mouse with your nose. Penny's much better at typing than you, but, with enough time, you manage. ~[[Search for yourself the mainframe]]. ~[[Check the browser bookmarks]]. ~[[Open some text files]]. ~[[Get off the computer|Penny's bedroom]].<<endif>>

<<set $location = "Your Room">>Location: <<print $location>> In your closet, you see mostly-practical clothes and an assortment of boxes. <<if $haveTail eq "no">>On the top shelf, where no one would look, you find a fake tail on a harness. It got a little...messy last time you put it on for Bolt, so you washed it and set it up there to dry. You now have the prop tail.<<set $haveTail = "yes">><<endif>> You're still in [[your bedroom|Penny's bedroom]].

<<set $location = "Your Room">>Location: <<print $location>> You stroke his silky ears. The sleeping dog wiggles just a little in contentment. You're still in [[your bedroom|Penny's bedroom]].

<<set $location = "Your Room">>Location: <<print $location>><<if $momGone eq "no" && $seekingMomGone eq "no">> You slink closer to Bolt's sleeping form, then kneel beside the bed. With one careful hand, you lift a powerful hind leg. That pristine white sheath hangs above his balls, just begging to be touched. You lick your lips and reach to caress him-- "Penny!" Your mother's voice echoes from downstairs. "Penny!" Biting your lip, you sigh and stand up. She continues talking, something about having misplaced her reading glasses. You're a bit grumpy, but what can you really say? "Sorry Mom, I can't help you because I need to blow the dog"? Oh well. You'll make it up to him later. For the moment, you should probably go downstairs and find out what she wants. You open your bedroom door to the [[hallway|Landing]].<<endif>><<if $momGone eq "no" && $seekingMomGone eq "yes">> You can just barely see Bolt's sheath from here, looking plump and delicious. But no, you probably shouldn't. Your door doesn't have a lock on it, and with the way Mom has been with personal boundaries lately you can't trust she won't barge in on you with a mouthful of doggy cock. You're still in [[your bedroom|Penny's bedroom]].<<endif>><<if $momGone eq "yes">> You stroke Bolt's side, then roll him to his back. He looks up at you with adoration. Taking hold of his sheath, you stroke it up and down, feeling it plump in your hand. Before long, the red tip peeks out, which you're quick to lap at. Bolt whimpers in pleasure, nuzzling your hair. As his cock grows in your mouth, his breathing gets more desperate. That lovely knot swells against your lips, just begging for attention. [img[https://www.dropbox.com/s/uento45q6ngbjry/Bolt_LaidOut.jpg?dl=1]] Your tongue swirls around his shaft as you squeeze at his knot. His whole body shakes. Those strong white paws stick straight out. You feel his balls twitch. A pulse of tension runs up his shaft. Thick cream spurts against your tongue, then ricochets along the roof of your mouth, painting it with salty heat. You swallow it down and play with his balls, coaxing even more from your good boy. At last, Bolt collapses to the bed with an exhausted woof. He looks so adorable, sprawled and panting on your shared bed. Standing, you wipe your sticky smile. Mission accomplished. You're still in [[your bedroom|Penny's bedroom]].<<endif>>

<<if $player eq "Penny">><<set $location = "Upstairs Hallway">>Location: <<print $location>> You stand at the top of the stairs. Maybe you should get an area rug or something--the hallway's a little plain. ~Go to [[your room|Penny's bedroom]]. ~Go to [[your bathroom|Penny's bathroom]]. ~Go [[downstairs|Living room]].<<endif>><<if $player eq "Bolt">><<set $location = "Upstairs Hallway">>Location: <<print $location>> Penny and her Mom call this area the "landing." You've never seen anything land here. The porch would be a much better place to land, since it's outside. Or the yard, for that matter. <<set $random = Math.floor(Math.random()*3)>><<if $chapter == "4" && $random == "1">>Your nose twitches as you crest the stairs, your ears perking forward. Soft, wet sounds and a tantalizing scent drift down the hall from Penny’s room. Sounds like your person is embarking on a solo mission! ~[[Investigate the situation]]. ~Go to [[Penny's room|Penny's bedroom]]. ~Go to [[Penny's bathroom]]. ~[[Go back downstairs|Living room]]. <<else>>~Go to [[Penny's room|Penny's bedroom]]. ~Go to [[Penny's bathroom]]. ~Go [[downstairs|Living room]].<<endif>><<endif>>

<<set $location = "Your Room">>Location: <<print $location>> You grab the novel off your nightstand and sink into a world of spies and intrigue. Beside you, Bolt nuzzles closer, still dozing. As you come upon a love scene, find yourself having trouble focusing, recalling one of your own... ~[[Daydream]]. (Start Chapter 2.) ~[[Do something else|Penny's bedroom]].

<<set $location = "Your Room">>Location: <<print $location>> <<if $pennyHasEaten == "pizza">>Sprawling out on the bed, you drift off to [[sleep|Dream 1]]...<<else>>After a quick snooze, you wake up in [[your room|Penny's bedroom]].<<endif>>

Location: <<print $location>> You doze off on the bed. Though the warm haze of sleep, you hear music and someone moving around. Your eyes open to find Penny securing stuff still left in the bedroom. Her lithe body moves to the rhythm as she boxes up books and approximately a hundred pairs of striped leggings. They're probably some kind of camouflage, like a zebra's stripes. She twirls to toss a phone charger into a box, hitting the target in time with the tunes. Even doing simple little things, she always seems so graceful and pretty. She spots you watching, stiffens for an instant, then gives a little waggle of her hips. "Like what you see, buddy?" Your ears fully perk up. Chin against the sheets, you watch her with a wag. You respond with a happy little yap. A sweet laugh rings through the room. Your person sways into a dance for your benefit. "Maybe you'd like to see a little more?" Her slender hand toy with the bottom of her shirt, drawing it slowly up as her body rocks, and gives you little glimpses of her smooth stomach. You squirm on the bed. She reaches behind her back and undoes the special security strap that keep her bra on, which then falls into her hands. The next second, it sails past you, trailing her perfume. A whine of desire escapes your muzzle. You didn't mean to distract from her cleaning objective, but you can't complain about seeing your person take her clothes off. Especially when she's dancing around like that. Her shirt comes next, which she spins around her finger. Scant glimpses of her bare breasts flash between flashes of fabric. With a mischievous smile, she throws the shirt over your face. By the time you shake it off, she's kicking her way out of her shorts and panties. They hit your nose with a burst of her scent: subtle traces of sweat and soap. With a woof, you chase Penny down the hallway. You don't usually get to see her naked anywhere but in the bedroom or the loft, but missions with your person can take you anywhere. You bounce after her, delivering a quick lick between her legs. Penny squeaks with laughter and tries to dodge you by running down the stairs, but you stay on target. Every impact of the stairs sends a little vibration through her breasts and hips, hypnotizing you in ways a Hypno-Beam never could. At the bottom of the stairs, you turn the corner. Mittens' eyes go wide as she sees Penny. Without a moment's hesitation, she kicks Rhino's ball so he flies, yelling, out the doggy door. She's become a trusted operative, and has agreed to help keep the hamster from derailing your missions. Your person flops backward onto the sofa. The little uncomfortable pillows her mom keeps there go flying. Her fair, freckled skin shines against the red and gold couch fabric. Wasting no time, you pounce atop her and lick her face. Your body moves automatically between her legs, conditioned by years of training. It feels so nice, so right, to be this close to her. Your heart soars with pure canine happiness. Squirming at the tongue ambush and the chill of your collar tag, she pushes you back with a laugh. With a head-tilt, you pause. You're panting just as much as the human under you. Is it my breath? Do I have dog breath? Your tongue tries valiantly to direct breath to your nose, but you don't smell anything. A welcoming smile touches her brown eyes. She stroke your ears. "Silly dog." In the space of a wag, you're leaning in again. You usually have good breath —a steady supply of freshening treats see to that— so you're not shy about panting at her even sweeter smile. Your eyes meet. Your tail wags. Your nose touches hers. Every part of your body can't get enough of hers. Drawing you into a hug, she brushes her lips over your large, pointed ears. You always think of them as practical and good for communicating in silence during a mission, but Penny really likes them. She knows they're sensitive, and how to make you blush under your fur just by scratching and kissing them. She slides down the cushions, so her bare body has maximum contact with yours. Her hips angle to yours, tender lips rubbing your plump, furry sheath. Her right hand caresses under your stomach, while her left strokes your back. Gentle fingers squeeze up and down your equipment in waves, so much nicer than using your own paws. Now and then, her pinky finger toys with your balls, which tense at the stimulation. As you glance down, your nose drags along her freckled chest. The very tip of your cock peeks out to tease through her pubic hair. A crystal-clear trace of precum sparkles at the head. Without authorization, your humping reflex engages, though you manage to keep a leash on it. "Somebody's riled up." Penny rubs her thumb at your exposed tip, spreading the moisture around with slick stimulation. Her hand is hot and strong and squeezes you in all sorts of nice ways. You pulse thicker with every eager heartbeat. She aligns you with your mission objective. The heat of her folds kisses your tip. Following her lead, you shuffle forward. Your emerging cock slides into her with ease, sheath collecting against her lovely folds. Mmmmf... Thick fur slides between her silky thighs. Your hind claws dig into the carpet as you begin the mission in earnest. Your person slips another hand under your stomach to massage around her clit. Her fingers rock that cute little bump back and forth slick over your cock as you work in and out of her, pulsing larger with every stroke. By pounding and pleasure, you have her pinned to the sofa. She doesn't seem that you've limited her maneuverability. Her smile, her touch against your cheek all say there's nowhere she'd rather be. You hump her harder. Her free hand grips your scruff. "You wanna tie me? Huh? You wanna tie me?" She tousles your ears to get you excited. With a woof of enthusiasm, you increase the pace of your thrusts. You ride atop her, rocking her pert breasts back and forth through your rich white pelt. Her nipples, already stiff, tease through to your skin. "Mmmm! Good boy, Bolty." Her lean, muscled thighs spread a little wider. She settles in on the sofa, giving you unrestricted access to her depths. "Yeah...give it to me." As you speeds up and deepens your angle of approach, her feet lift off the carpet. They press to your hips, feeling the muscles flex as you works in and out of her. Most of your missions these days require more stealth than power, so it's strange and wonderful to bounce her against the couch cushions with all your strength. Penny likes to show you how being a good boy doesn't mean you can't mount her like those wolves do on the nature channel. You give a playful growl against her ear and grip her sides with your paws. Her passage tightens on you in return. The human squeaks with joy as you plow deep into her folds. "Ah! Oooooh! Yes, buddy. That's it. I-I want you to come in me." The urgency in her voice drives you wild. Your hips rock faster, the couch creaking as you jostle her nubile form. The knot presses in and out of her with increasing difficulty, and increasing pleasure. Her toes seize your pelt. Every muscle in her body shivers. Cute little gasps coincide with her passage squeezing down around you. With a growl of passion, you shove your knot past her lips and bury it deep inside. The clutching warmth discombobulates you instantly. Oh! Oh, Penny! I'm-- Ecstasy crackles down your nerves. A surge of bliss rushes from your balls and out into her. Pulse after pulse of hot canine seed spurt into her, pooling behind the secure barrier of your knot. Your legs strain straight out, stretching until the joints pop, lifting her from the cushions. After soaring through unbridled ecstasy for untold instants, you settle back down into reality atop your person. A deep moan breezes over your scruff. A glance up reveals her slumped against the sofa in pure satisfaction. Her copper hair shines in the sunlight, darkened here and there with sweat. Each breath raises her chest under you, dragging those lovely breasts through your fur. She strokes your ears. "Good boy..." [[Lay there until you both recover.]]

<<set $location = "Penny's Bedroom">>Location: <<print $location>> <<if $haveMissionFiles eq "no">><<if $haveCarrot eq "yes">>Several boxes lay under the bed, as well as the shiny new lockbox for your mission files. Penny likes to take photos together after missions. While you appreciate Penny has securing these photos, you wish she'd show you the four-digit code to open it. You've been a bit pent-up lately and reviewing old missions helps you let off steam, among other substances.<<set $seekingCode = "yes">><<endif>><<if $haveCarrot eq "no">>You locate a squeaky rubber carrot with a smily face. Mr. Carrot, your favorite toy, had gone M.I.A. approximately one week ago--normally Penny keeps it under her pillow. Happy to have located it, you roll around on the floor for a few minutes, chomping on it with joy. <<set $haveCarrot = "yes">> You now have Mr. Carrot.<<endif>><<else>>You find a pair of those long striped socks Penny used to wear all the time on the show. You're pretty sure they confuse tracking cameras or something.<<endif>> <<if $chapter eq "4">><<if $haveMissionFiles eq "no">>~[[Take the mission files]]. <<endif>><<endif>><<if $haveMissionFiles eq "no">>~[[Investigate the lockbox.|Try box]] <<endif>>~[[Do something else|Penny's bedroom]].

<<set $location = "Penny's Bedroom">>Location: <<print $location>> You bark. More of a yap really; you still halfway expect the house to explode if you bark too loud. Your ears perk up, hearing graceful human footsteps downstairs. Knowing she's on the way, you sit and wait like a good dog. A few seconds later, Penny shows up and leans against the doorway. She's really pretty. "What's up, buddy?" With a wiggle, you whimper and look at the metal box you've pulled from under the bed. "Oh, you want access to the lockbox?" She crosses her arms. "I don't know..." Getting down on your belly, you nose-bump the box just a little closer to her, then give her the head-tilt dog face. "I'm kidding. Sheesh." She pets your ears. "You have clearance. The code is 1121." You yap with thanks. You now have clearance to the mission files! <<set $seekingCode = "no">><<set $haveCode = "yes">> You are still in [[Penny's bedroom]].

<<set $location = "Penny's Bedroom">>Location: <<print $location>> You peek into Penny's closet. Lots of garments and disguises hang here, such as the bright yellow one she calls "the Peep dress." Dangling from the same hanger, you see the black bow tie she equips you with for more formal missions.<<if $haveEars eq "no">> A small cardboard box sits near the back, under some faded film boxes, where nobody would think to look. You nose the box's lid a bit and are greeted by a tantalizing scent. You can't get the box open, however, due to the case of unopened Polaroid film atop it. Penny notices your efforts and pads over. "Hey Bolty, what's so interesting in there?" You poke the box with your nose, then lift your ears at her. "Oh, hey." A smile of mischief graces her lips. "I almost forgot about this..." She takes the box and pats you on the head. You wag in anticipation: your person has a plan. <<set $haveEars = "yes">> Your person now has prop canine ears and the good-smelling cardboard box.<<endif>> You're still in [[Penny's bedroom]].

<<set $location = "Penny's Skirt">>Location: <<print $location>> You poke your muzzle under her skirt, drooling at your person's scent. Penny giggles as your whiskers brush her thigh, but she shakes her head. "I'd love to, bud, but I probably need to have coherent conversations with Mom before she leaves." ~[[Nose under her skirt again]], this time with a sad dog face. ~[[Do something else|Penny's bedroom]].

<<set $location = "Penny's Bedroom">>Location: <<print $location>> Along with the drool-worthy scent of your person, you find her personal communication device in a fold of the sheets. She probably wants this back. <<set $havePhoneBolt = "yes">> You now have Penny's phone. You're still in [[Penny's bedroom]].

Location: <<print $location>> Eventually, your knot goes down and, with a tingle of delicate sensation, slips free of her. Your person whimpers in pleasure, then cups a hand over the thick white cream you that's leaking from her slit before it can get on the sofa. The heady mixture of your combined scents fills the room. Still afloat on dreamy pleasure, you nuzzle right against her crotch and lap up your mixed juices as it drips out. Once you clean up her outer lips, you start working your tongue inside. It'd be a lot easier if she'd stop wiggling around. "Hey!" Penny's hands fly to her mouth to cover the silly noises she's making. A second later, she pulls a hand back, still sticky with the canine seed she was trying to contain. "Ugh! Now it's on my face!" I'm on it! You hop onto her lap. "Oof! C'mon!" Her arms and legs flail around as your weight lands on her. "You're heavy!" Target acquired. Your tongue sweeps broad arcs across her face. That only makes your naked person squirm more. "And slobbery! Get off, ya goof!" She pushes you to one side. "Sheesh, let me go wash up this mess you made." Standing with a chuckle, she hurries off to the bathroom. You watch her sleek, naked body until she vanishes up the stairs. Then you notice motion behind the special giant shelf that holds the magic box. You spin to face it, ready for anything. Mittens emerges with a laugh. Ya know, from a purely scientific standpoint, you two are pretty impressive. Have you been observing us? A blush burns in your ears. That's a serious breach of security, cat. Settle your scruff, stud. Her paw swats the air. Our deal I wouldn't let the rodent find out. So I rolled him into a ditch. It'll take him hours to get outta there, especially if he keeps takin' snack breaks. But I'm usually so vigilant... You shake your head, then lift your ears one at a time to make sure they're fully operational. Yeah, well, we cats have a few superpowers of our own. Sitting, she smirks and swishes her long, thin tail. Mostly along the lines of disappearing, though I'm not gonna turn down a super-meow. Oh, Mittens, don't be preposterous. You roll your eyes. There's no such thing as a super-meow. You're still in the [[living room|Living room]].

<<set $location = "Living Room">>Location: <<print $location>><<if $player eq "Penny">> Summer sun shines into the living room, making a perfect place for the cat to nap. Reruns babble on the TV as the hamster watches from his ball on the sofa. How he figured out the remote control, you'll never know.<<if $seekingMomGone eq "yes" && $momGone eq "no" && $haveChargerMom eq "yes">> Mom is on the phone, making some calls about the work retreat.<<endif>><<if $seekingMomGone eq "yes" && $momGone eq "no" && $haveChargerMom eq "no" && $haveChargerPenny eq "yes">> "Here ya go, Mom." You hand her the charger. "It was under your bag."<<set $haveChargerPenny = "no">><<set $haveChargerMom = "yes">><<set $seekingCharger = "no">> "Thanks, pumpkin." She gives you a little squeeze around the shoulders. "I just knew it had to be somewhere like that."<<endif>><<if $seekingMomGone eq "yes" && $momGone eq "no" && $seekingCharger eq "yes">> Mom wanders in and out of the room, looking for her laptop charger.<<endif>><<if $seekingMomGone eq "yes" && $haveChargerMom eq "no" && $momGone eq "no" && $seekingCharger eq "no">> Your mom turns to you. "Hey, kiddo? Have you seen my laptop charger? I swear I just had it." You shake your head. "You can borrow my charger for the weekend, if you want." "No, mine's too old; the plug is different." Hands on her hips, she casts an accusing around look at the living room furniture. "Dang, I'll need that for the training seminar..." You should probably help her find the charger or she might change her mind about leaving. Parents can be fickle like that.<<set $seekingCharger = "yes">><<endif>><<if $seekingMomGone eq "no" && $momGone eq "no">> Your mother sees you come down the stairs. Work's been slow, so she's been around the house constantly. It's driving you both a little crazy. "Hey kiddo, have you seen my reading glasses?" "Did you look in your bathrobe pocket?" With a look of serious consideration, she bobs into her room. "Found them!" She emerges with said spectacles. "For goodness's sake, I don't know how I keep leaving them in there." You sigh, comforting yourself that all parents are probably crazy, and pat her shoulder. "Didn't you have some sort of realtor's association retreat coming up?" "Oh, I wasn't planning on going, dear." She waves at the notion. "It was just an idle thought, since work offered to pay for it." You shrug, trying to act casual. "A change of scenery might do you good." Your mom nods, thinking it over.<<set $seekingMomGone = "yes">><<endif>> <<if $momGone == "no">> ~[[Watch some TV]].<<else>>~[[See what's on TV]].<<endif>> ~Go [[upstairs|Landing]]. ~Go to [[Mom's room]]. ~Go [[outside|Porch]]. ~Go to the [[kitchen|Kitchen]].<<if $haveMail eq "yes">> ~[[Read a magazine|Take a sexy quiz]].<<endif>><<endif>><<if $player eq "Bolt">><<set $random = Math.floor(Math.random()*4)>> It makes sense this is called the living room, since it's where Rhino spends most of his life. The hamster sits in his transparent plastic shield-sphere atop the sofa. He's watching the magic box. You're thankful it's not displaying footage of you at the moment--or footage of a dog and a girl pretending to be you and Penny. Both are pretty weird.<<if $random eq 0>> Rhino, oblivious to you, sits nibbling at cheese puffs. Maybe he's not that observant after all.<<set $locationMittens = "outside">><<endif>><<if $random eq 1>> Rhino sits beside a bowl. It's empty, aside from traces of orange cheese dust. He waves to you with one equally orange paw.<<set $locationMittens = "outside">><<endif>><<if $random eq 2>> Mittens sits atop the sofa, grooming herself.<<set $locationMittens = "living room">> Penny bends herself into all sorts of interesting positions in front of the magic box.<<endif>><<if $random eq 3>> On the sofa, the cat and hamster are deep in discussion as you walk by. I'm glad you've forsworn your allegiance to the Green-Eyed Man, so I don't have to destroy you-- Rhino leaps to his hind paws, his body a flurry of martial poses inside his clear plastic ball. --in a deadly kung fu battle. Mittens blinks, shying back from the flailing rodent. Yeah... I'm glad that happened too...<<endif>><<if $momGone eq "no" && $havePhonePenny eq "no" && $havePhoneBolt eq "no" && $momGoneTemp eq "no">> Penny's mother is buzzing about the house, packing for her trip.<<if $momSaidGetPhone eq "no" && $momGone eq "no" && $havePhonePenny eq "no" && $momGoneTemp eq "no">> Your person gives you a conspiratorial smirk, then watches the packing. "All ready for your trip, Mom?" "Oh, just about." The older human manages to zip her luggage closed, then remembers one more thing and unzips it again. "Did you find your phone?" "Well, no..." Mom crosses her arms. "Sweetie, I'd feel a lot better leaving knowing you can contact the outside world." "I'll find it." Penny supresses a sigh. "Has to be around here somewhere..." New mission objective! Your person is looking for her phone.<<set $momSaidGetPhone = "yes">><<set $seekingPhonePenny = "yes">><<endif>><<endif>><<if $havePhonePenny eq "no" && $havePhoneBolt eq "yes" && $momGone eq "no">> Your ears perk at the sound of Penny wandering in the kitchen. Her mother is checking her flight on her somewhat older communication device.<<endif>><<if $havePhonePenny eq "yes" && $momGone eq "no" && $momGoneTemp eq "no" && $momSaidLeaving eq "no">> "I found it!" Penny waves her phone in the air. "Good job, dear. I think I have everything I need for the trip." Mom looks around, nods, then looks to the younger redhead. "I'll need you to drop me at the airport in the morning, though."<<set $seekingMomGone = "no">><<set $momSaidLeaving = "yes">> Penny smiles and touches your ears. "Sure thing."<<if $havePhonePenny eq "yes" && $momGone eq "no" && $seekingMomGone eq "no">> Mom busies herself double-checking the supplies for her trip.<<endif>><<endif>> <<if $locationMittens eq "living room" && $mittensCollarTalk eq "no">>~[[Talk to Mittens]]. <<endif>>~Go [[upstairs|Landing]]. ~Go to [[Mom's room]]. ~Go [[outside|Porch]]. ~[[Watch TV]].<<if $random eq "2" && $momGone eq "yes">> ~[[Watch Penny do yoga]].<<endif>> ~Go to the [[kitchen|Kitchen]].<<if $seekingKeys eq "yes" && $haveKeys eq "no">> ~[[Look in Penny's purse]]. <<endif>><<endif>>

<<set $location = "Your Fondest Recollections">>Location: <<print $location>> Warm water coursed over your nude form as worries roiled in your mind. What if you couldn't handle being away at college? Could Bolt handle being cooped up in an apartment most of the day? Turning off the shower, you tousled the towel through your hair for the second or third time, doing your best to wring the moisture from it. You shivered a bit as a draft from the open door teased across your drying skin. Showering with the door open lent a strange sense of being exposed, but had actually kept the mirror from fogging up. Besides, it was just you and Bolt in the house. Speaking of the canine, his boxy white muzzle appeared around the door, followed by his fit, muscular form. His eyes lit up as they flashed over your naked body. He took half an eager step toward you. You laughed, lowering the towel to dry --and more importantly, cover-- the parts of your body that had attracted his attention. "Sorry, buddy. If you wanted to fool around you should have caught me before the shower. That's what you get for napping when I'm naked." You saw his ears began to droop and held up a hand to guard you eyes from the power of the dog-face. "Oh no you don't. I have too much running around to do today." You gestured to where your clothes lay waiting, folded and stacked in a neat pile on the scale, a very impressive feat of forward planning on your part. Silence for a moment, then the click of claws on tile, but not in retreat. You opened your eyes in time to catch Bolt frozen mid-stride, jaws open, hovering over the pink panties at the top of the pile. With half a laugh, you watched him, towel dangling from your hand. "Oh, don't you dare." [img[https://www.dropbox.com/s/y3oljmhtsktflbd/Bolt_StealPanties.jpg?dl=1]] He snatched them in his teeth and dashed out the door. Just outside, he bounded to a wagging stop, ears erect, one front paw raised. As soon as you took a step in pursuit, he bounded a few steps further, to the top of the stairs. When you dove after the panties again, he scampered halfway down the stairs to repeat the process. Doing your best not to play his game, you grabbed the panties dangling from Bolt's mouth and pulled. He had the advantage; he could yank and tug with all his doggy abandon, but you had to keep yielding ground to protect your panties from canine tooth-marks. In the last week, he'd come upon the notion of hiding all your panties. If you let go of the panties now, they'd be gone forever. If you commanded him to show where he'd hidden them, he probably would, though that seemed unfair. With a canine grin, he tugged just right and the smooth fabric slid from your grasp. "Hey!" Your small breasts bounced as you chased him downstairs. "Give those back!" He waited just long enough to let you touch the fabric, then hurried backward. This maneuver continued all the way into the living room. All the while, he ogled you with a doggish lack of shame. You rolled your eyes and tried not to laugh. "Fine, I get it! You want me out of my panties. Subtle." A happy woof, then he lowered his head down to a frisky pose. Frisky in more ways than one; the red tip of his cock poked from its sheath, still swaying from his motion. You prowled a bit closer. "I know you're not going to chew them, so you might as well give them back." He raised his eyebrows and watched your steps, but didn't retreat. You pounced, grabbing him around the ribs. With a cry of victory and a yelp of surprise, you two tumbled together on the carpet. You wrestled for control of the underwear, though you could tell he held back, not wanting to hurt you. With significant effort, you managed to get the panties, but he jockeyed into position atop you. His furry weight pressed you down against the shag, his hips between your legs, an eager wetness pressed to your crotch. Nuzzles and licks graced your flushed face. You sprawled, panting, on the floor of the living room. One hand clutched at the hard-won wad of your panties, the other buried in the chest fluff of the canine whose forelegs framed your torso. That broad canine tongue worked in long sweeps across your throat and down over your collarbone to the hollow between your breasts, eroding your self-control as it cleared away the lingering moisture of the shower and the sheen of sweat that rose to replace it. You whimpered. The forgotten towel was under half your rump, the plush carpet under the other, and, as your legs slid against each other, it became impossible to deny the moisture welling between them. Your eyes opened a hair's breadth as you ran your slender hand through his thick, soft fur. He was so strong, so male; he wanted you so badly... "Ohmygosh!" You gasped, your voice husky and overloud in the silent house. "I'm gonna need another shower, aren't I?" Your dog replied with an unrepentant wag and a long, rasping drag of his tongue across a stiffening nipple. You gasped, heartbeat accelerating. Your gazes met as he moved to the other nipple, leaving them both tense and tingling on the open air. The spark of mischief hadn't left his eyes since he'd made off with your panties. You knew you were being toyed with, but couldn't bring yourself to move. In the back of your mind, you pictured all those fancy Hollywood dog trainers shaking their heads at your lack of control. Having secured his victory, Bolt seemed in no hurry to claim his prize. You lay your head back and closed your eyes, focusing on the pattern of hot breath, cold nose, hot tongue as it danced down your body. His tongue caressed the undersides of your breasts, following the curve where they met your body. He traced the hollow of your ribcage with tender care and you yelped and wriggled as his tongue dipped into your navel. Then you felt the soft caress of his muzzle along the arch of you pelvis. Your legs opened almost on their own. He paused for a long, decadent inhale of your swirl of coppery pubic hair and then, at last...passed completely over your aching sex to flick his tongue against your thigh. "Bolt!" You squirmed in indignation. "After all that, you're gonna tease me?" He lay between your legs, nose millimeters from your slit, and gave you tiny, teasing licks. You tousled his ears. "What am I going to do with you?" He met your glance, then gave a long, slow lick across your folds. You shivered, then scratched under his chin, making him close his eyes with delight. "Fine, but we're using the sofa. The last thing I need is rug burns on my knees in the middle of shorts season." You crawled out from under the white-furred canine's attention and onto the couch. "You're lucky Mom took your friends to the vet." You waggled your toned rump at Bolt. "You waiting for something?" With an arf of excitement, he scampered up behind you and zeroed in on your slit. He lapped at your folds, whiskers tickling your thighs. You moaned and grabbed the arm of the sofa as your legs spread wide. His tongue slipped deeper with each sweep, his saliva adding to your slickness. Fingertips tweaking stiff nipples, you whimpered in wonder as his tongue went wild on your folds. Faster and faster he licked, brushing your aching clit. Orgasm crashed over you. Shivering, you bucked your hips at his loving muzzle, gasping his name to the empty house. The dog didn't even slow down, lapping up your juices with unabashed enthustiasm. Your muscles tensed and trembled, wringing every last ounce of pleasure from the moment before giving out and dropping you to the cushions. Rump in the air, you must have looked ridiculous. Bolt seemed to have a very different opinion of your presented hindquarters. With a quick hop, his front paws slipped around your hips. The chill of his dog tags teased along your back. The heat of his exposed cock bobbed against your slit. You gasped, sensitive flesh prodded by that dribbling tip. You shuddered, a shaky hand reaching up to guide him in. The superdog didn't need the help: with a few confident steps, he pressed straight into your tingling passage. Sheath slipped back, that length of hot canine flesh spread you steadily wider. Sofa cushions dampened your moans as he claimed you as his own. Thrusts rocked your weary body, slow at first, but gaining power as his arousal grew within you. With grunts and wet noises, his knot pressed into and tugged out of you. Your breasts swayed, stiff nipples dragging over cushion fabric. Your hand reached up to feel where he entered you, to caress those swinging balls, heavy with doggy seed. You wanted it in you, wanted him to claim you fully, to tie you so stayed trapped inside. Thrusts running ragged, yelps turning from pleasured to desperate, you felt him about to grant your wish. With a final, mighty thrust, he shoved that lovely bulb of dog flesh inside. Throb--it stretched you. Throb--you squeezed him. Throb--he shuddered atop you, inside you. Spray after spray of thick canine cream spurted at the entrance to your womb. A gasp later, it flooded your passage to the tie. Awash in arousal, your fingertips scarely traced your nub before you went off. Your body shook under and around him as ecstasy reveled down your every nerve. Passage clenching on his buried bone, the two of you sang a duet of yowled pleasure to the empty house. As your heartbeat stopped hitting like a hammer, you looked up through damp red hair. Hot breaths traced the nape of your neck. You have no idea how long you two stayed like that. When fear of your mother returning to find you playing naked Twister on the sofa, though, you gripped his front leg. Ever obedient, Bolt summoned the will to slid off your back. His knot, though, didn't side anywhere--it just rotated. "Eep!" You tensed at the odd sensation. Your dog froze, turning to meet your gaze. His expression mirrored your emotions: stunned, but savoring it. He climbed back onto the couch, leg lifted to watch your face. You'd never had him inside you and off you before. His sac pressed to your thigh and his dick had to be at a funny angle, but he didn't mind. The thought of him tying you like a fellow dog made you blush all over again. [img[https://www.dropbox.com/s/fogcnaf9u4jl47p/BoltPenny_Turnaround.jpg?dl=1]] After a few more minutes of tense pleasure, his knot faded enough to draw free. An obscene squelch and a steady dribble came with it. You glanced between your legs to see a sofa cushion spattered with dog and human juices. You'd later tell Mom you spilled soda on it, when she asked why you washed them. To this day, she jokes about how responsible you are for a teenager. In that moment, though, through a haze of bliss, you recalled him curling up next to you, placing the panties across your thigh, and resting his chin atop them as he wagged up at you, pleased. ~[[Start Chapter 2|Start Chapter 2]].

<<set $player = "Bolt">> <<set $chapter = 2>> <<set $location = "Penny's Bedroom">>Location: <<print $location>> Dreamy doze evaporating under morning sunlight, you wake up in your person's bed. You yawn and stretch all four legs as far as they can go. Looking up, you see Penny beside you, amused at your antics. Her scent makes you feel safe. You nuzzle against her side and wag. She strokes your fur with a loving smile. "Awww. Finally decide to get up?" You lick her freckled cheeks, making her giggle. Then you sit up and gather surveillance on the day. The sky outside her window is clear and blue, the trees and grass swaying here and there. A good day for all sorts of missions. Feeling a little more awake, you survey [[the room|Penny's bedroom]].

<<set $location = "Penny's Bedroom">>Location: <<print $location>> You paw at the lockbox dials until they show the right numbers. ~[[Try the lid!|Box result]]

<<if $player eq "Penny">><<set $location = "Your Bathroom">>Location: <<print $location>> <<if $momGone eq "no">>You really like having your own bathroom. Plus, Bolt's gotten pretty good at tying you in the shower. After a few close calls, though, you only let him do it when Mom's gone.<<else>>Bolt sees you standing in the bathroom and stands at the doorway, wagging up at you.<<endif>> ~Go to the [[hallway|Landing]].<<if $momGone eq "yes">> ~[[Talk to Bolt]]. <<endif>><<endif>><<if $player eq "Bolt">><<set $location = "Penny's Bathroom">>Location: <<print $location>> <<if $momGone eq "no">>Penny's bathroom smells like Penny when she doesn't want to smell like herself. You feel no need to drink out of the toilet, no matter what Mittens insists other dogs do. The shower, by contrast has proven very fun in the past. Too bad Penny won't authorize any missions there with you while Mom is around.<<elseif $boltMessy>>Penny follows you into the bathroom. "Hey bud, wanna hold still for a sec?" You turn to face her, claws clicking on the floor. Holding still is an easy assignment overall, though you have some trouble with your tail. Penny gets one of the tiny towels wet and scrubs the mission residue from your pelt. "There. Much better." She pats you on the head. <<set $boltMessy = "no">><<else>>You sit in the bathroom, enjoying the cool of the tiles under your paws. After a few minutes, your person walks by. "What're you doing in here, silly doggy?" She strokes your pelt. "Neither of us needs a shower."<<endif>> ~Go to the [[hallway|Landing]].<<endif>>

<<set $location = "Your Bathroom">>Location: <<print $location>> You smirk down at him. "What's up, buddy?" The white shepherd glances to the shower, then to you. "You wanna take a shower?" You cross your arms. "I don't know... You don't look very dirty to me." The dog rushes off, you hear the doggy door swing open twice, then he returns with a tiny spot of dirt on his nose. Wagging, he stands in the hallway. "Oh no, you're fithly." Your arms cross. "What ever am I going to do with you?" He trots over to the shower and lifts a paw. Against the pure white of his stomach, he's showing a little pink. You roll your eyes. "Subtle, Bolty." This reaction only makes him wag harder, other kinds of hardness following. He knows you only ever need a pretense. You strip and throw your clothes in a pile by the door. Old habit makes you shut the door. Stepping inside the shower, you adjust the water to a steady, warm stream. Bolt, meanwhile, has climbed into the tub and is prancing at your heels, erection half-poking from its sheath. You step out of the way and let the spray hit him in the face. The spot of dirt washes off his nose in an instant. You cover your smile, simpering at his surprise. After a quick shake, he pads up and gives your butt a gentle nudge. "Okay, okay..." You get on your hands and knees. Warm water soaks your hair, darkening it from copper to auburn. The excited dog jumps on your back, scooting closer in a dance you've long since memorized the steps to. You almost don't notice the tip pressing against you at first; it's almost the same temperature as the water. But then it starts pushing inside. You moan and welcome him with a few squeezes of your passage. Shifting your hips, you manage to line him up just a little more. Front paws gripping you, he presses in to fill you with canine cock. Once he's fully in and on you, he pauses for an instant to savor your flesh around his. Then he thrusts. With a little squeak of delight, you spread your legs to brace against the sides of the tub. The added moisture of the shower almost erases the friction of flesh along intimate flesh, leaving only the sensation of him spreading you, making you his. Faster and faster he humps atop you, scattering drops of water against the curtain, the tub, your back, everywhere. Muzzle shut, he grunts with each thrust, nuzzling the back of your head. His paws press the tops of your thigh, never scratching you, but always making sure you feel the full force of his passion. You can feel the bulge of his knot against your folds. "That's it, boy." Your breasts sway as water runs chaotic rivulets down them. "Tie me." With a woof of agreement, he thrusts harder. A few tries come too soon, before you can relax enough. Once you do, though... Pop! His knot presses inside, swelling with each heartbeat. He still thrusts, but only in short, sharp motions. Deep inside you, deeper than anything else has ever been, his thick heat spurts into you. You gasp steamy air, suddenly filled and getting fuller. Now that Bolt's on the verge of tipping you over, you trace fingertips along your clit, rubbing the hood back and forth. His knot throbs against your G-spot. "Ooooh Bolty..." Your dog slumps atop you. Water coursing down on you, his wet fur clings to you. His front legs cling to you even tighter. Orgasm hits you hard and leaves you shuddering under and around the muscular canine. Pleasure from your climax buzzes off the constant sensation of water against your skin. Hot water races over you--hot semen dribbles out of you. You melt against the floor of the tub, panting after your breath. You're still in the [[bathroom|Penny's bathroom]].

<<set $location = "Your Dream">>Location: <<print $location>> No matter what you do, you can't seem to sit still. There's always something else to be straightened, or dusted, or stuffed under the couch, out of sight. Every time you try to sit still and enjoy the late afternoon sunshine while you wait, your heart and mind start to race until you can distract yourself again. You know you're being silly. He's not going to notice any mess, and even if he did it's not like he'd care. But you can't help but worry. Tonight is special. Everything has to be perfect. The crunch of shoes on gravel has your heart in your throat. You dash to the mirror to give yourself a final once-over. You're wearing a simple white sundress and a denim jacket, with your hair pulled back in a prim ponytail. It's not at all your usual look but that's kinda the point. You brush your fingers through your bangs and double-check your minimal makeup. Maybe you still have time to-- A knock at the door send a spike of panic through you. You scramble to fling it open. There stands Bolt, beaming at you over a bouquet of vivid wildflowers. The other hand, with a great deal more care, cradles a pizza box. He tilts his head and gives you that huge, open canine smile. His tail wags and he hefts the pizza box. "Hey, Penny. I managed to snag the last 'works' pizza. I know how much you like it." You flush a bit, searching for words. You and Bolt have been best friends since you both had baby teeth. Over the last few months, the mutual protectiveness you've always had blossomed into something more, something closer than friends. Your eyes flick to his lips and you smile, remembering what they feel like against yours. Oh yes, you have plans for this boy tonight. The way you see it, there are two ways you can go forward: you can try your hand at seducing the poor dog right off the bat, or play it cool and see how far he's comfortable going on his own. ~[[Be sultry]]. ~[[Act casual]].

<<set $location = "Penny's Skirt">>Location: <<print $location>> With a little peep of longing, you nose the hem of your person's skirt a few times. You give her a look of pacient longing. Penny crosses her arms. "Bolty, sometimes you're too smart for our own good." You sit at attention, waiting and wagging. With a half-hearted sigh, she double-check the lock on the room's only entrance. "Fine, but we have to keep quiet." Her graceful hands lift her skirt. As your cold nose bumps her inner thighs, your person jumps. Warm laps of your tongue soon relax her. The fabric of her panties tastes like detergent, so you lick it aside to gain access to the tastiness of her folds. She kneels and lifts her skirt so she can watch you lick. Her hand strokes your ears. "Mmmm... You're such a good boy, Bolty. Yeah, just like that..." The panties keep getting in your way, but you manage to nuzzle them aside enough to slip your tongue inside her. She's getting wetter and tastier by the second. After a few minutes, she rests her hands on your back and moans in pleasure. Her muscles clench on your tongue, making it tough to keep licking--but you didn't get to be her personal hero by quitting when things got tough. You lick faster, focusing your attention on that still little bud at the top of her slit. Gasping, your person shudders. [img[https://www.dropbox.com/s/p82i6vu0ny0gpr8/BoltPenny_MessyMuzzle2.jpg?dl=1]] Penny sits back on the floor before you, legs spread, hair tossled and skirt lifted over slobber-slick panties. A blush glows under her freckles as she smiles your way, panting. You wag with joy and lick your chops. You are still in [[Penny's bedroom]].

<<set $location = "Your Room">>Location: <<print $location>> After double-checking the door is shut and your headphones are plugged in, you dive into your "Old Homework" folder and type in the password to access an archive of your "greatest hits" with Bolt. You scroll down and find the one you're looking for. ~Watch [[self_service.mov|Watch self suck movie]]. ~Watch [[hj.mov|Watch handjob movie]]. ~Watch [[ride.mov|Watch sex movie]]. ~Watch [[bj.mov|Watch blowjob movie]]. You're still on your [[computer|Computer]].

<<set $location = "Penny's Bedroom">>Location: <<print $location>> Some of this looks [[interesting|http://www.sofurry.com/view/88507]]... <<back>>

<<set $location = "Penny's Bedroom">>Location: <<print $location>> Scrolling past some files that are obviously homework, you come across a story Penny wrote... Lady Penny struggled against the rope tying her to the mast, the rocking of the ocean causing her disheveled red hair to sway. Her fine yellow dress fluttered smudged and torn, a reminder of the regal party from which she had been kidnapped. The scent of tar hung heavy in the air as the crew pitched the hull and passed around the gin they had stolen along with her. She braced against the beam, but found no give in her bonds. "Release me at once, you fetid goat bladders!" Captain Barington, most infamous pirate of the South Seas, staggered closer, the stench of his breath rolling like a sea fog across her face. "Yar, lass! 'Tis not befittin' for a lady be pilotin' such a tongue." He stroked a grimy, rough hand down her soft cheek. "If you shan't listen to my tongue, perhaps you'd find my teeth more convincing!" She snapped at his hand, just missing. Dark scowling crossed his pock-marked face. "Impudent wench!" He raised his hand to strike her, but froze as a crewman called from the crow's nest. "Avast, Capt'n!" The crewmen hollered from far above. "Thar be a ship astern, closing fast!" "I'll be seein' to ye later, little lady... ye have got me word on that!" Barington blew her a kiss then turned on a heel, drawing his tarnished cutlass. "Man the cannons! Rouse all hands to arms! We shall make short work of these foolish wretches!" The filthy pirates dashed about, securing the cannons on either side of the deck. Over the stern railing, a mast could be seen, then a topsail. "Give 'im the broadside, lads!" Deck slanting at an angle, Penny watched as the ship turned. The cunning pirates no doubt planned to turn their starboard cannons against the pursuer, laying waste to it in a single withering barrage. Around her, the crew hurried to light touches. "Await me command, ye cursed bilge rats!" Barington raised his sword. "We'll cut this scurvy cur down an' be lootin' his swag 'fore ye can spit!" He then spit something of a rather unnatural color. She could see the other ship now: a light racing yacht. She gasped, clenching her lace-gloved hands. Who would be mad enough to set after these murderous pirates in an unarmed ship? Captain Barington dropped his sword. The cannons roared, straining against their bracings! The yacht sailed unswerving, heedless of the certain death that awaited ahead. She spied a lone figure on the yacht, steering the craft with steely resolve as cannonballs splintered the railings around him. The yacht meant to ram the galleon! Surely it would sink upon impact! At the last moment, the yacht tilted fast to port, coming around the pirate vessel on it's unready side. It cut a daring turn in front of the pirates' ship, forcing them into a dangerous turn. Penny laughed as the pirates cursed. If I am to die, at least I will have lived to see these foul rats made fools of! But it was then a great bark arose from the mast beside her, a noise strangely familiar to her: "Ka-WOOF!" No, it can't be! The young lass turned to see a figure swinging fearlessly from the leaning mast of the yacht. His blue uniform shone like sapphires. His ivory-white fur fluttered in the breeze. His saber gleamed silver in his free paw. His feet thumped hard on the deck as he landed beside her. The pirates stood astonished. With a flash of his blade, brave Captain Bolt slashed through the ropes binding his beautiful lady. "Captain Bolt!" Her heart raced in her bosom as the blood flowed back to her arms. "But you had orders not to pursue me!" He shrugged and tossed her his sword. His ears flicked up at a noise behind him. The dashing doggy spun to engage a trio of buccaneers in bare-pawed fisticuffs. One of the pirates dove, sliding across the deck ahead of the others and slashing at Captain Bolt's legs. The canine captain leapt into the air, avoiding the jagged blade. He landed in time to lay a punch across the jaw of the second crewman, catching the sword of the third in his gleaming white teeth. "Avast ye, scurvy dog!" Barington drew his pistol, leveling it at the brave captain. "Ya!" Penny hurled Bolt's saber at the loathsome whoreson. The fine steel flew straight and true, catching the pirate across his arm. He bellowed and dropped his flintlock, which slid down the slanted deck and tumbled off into the ship's open hold. Cursing her entire lineage, the marauder captain fell, clutching his wound. Captain Bolt was surrounded. Penny snatched up a fallen sword, cracking the butt of it against the skull of one of the pirates. She spun on her booted heel, putting her back to her canine cohort's. "Come now, you vile louts. Are you so afraid of a girl and her dog?" The half dozen crewmen closed in around them, fire in their eyes and blood on their minds. Bolt glanced back at her. She nodded. Together, they leapt up and cut loose the lines of the mainmast, which fell with a thunderclap across the front of the ship, covering the dashing Lady Penny and Captain Bolt, and knocking flat the murderous crew encircling them. She spun her captain around and gave him a passionate kiss. His ears perked up in such surprise that they lifted the canvas like tent-poles. She shone him a scoundrel's smile, then swept her sword out, cutting an escape through the heavy sail. He took her hand and they fled toward the yacht. But between them stood Barington, Terror of the South Seas, and a dozen of his brutish men. Bolt gave her a look of resolve and desperate love. Her heart swelled like a great wave with hope. Seizing hold of her courage, she formed a reckless plan. "Blasted bitch and cur!" The buccaneer Barington spat over the open barrels of pitch, his cutlass level with their throats. "If ye be wantin' a fight, a fight ye'll be gettin'! What say ye?" Captain Bolt raised his sword. "Yar, I see yer blade shall be doin' the talkin'." He licked his cracked lips at Penny. "An' ye, fiery-haired lass; I shall find a private moment wi' ye later an' see just how much fire there be to ye." "Why wait?" She snatched up the small torch from a nearby cannon and slashed it at him, unleashing an arc of burning oil. He stepped easily out of the way, laughing. "Be that the best of yer skill? Ye missed me clean and true!" "Beg pardon, sir, but I was hardly aiming at you." She nodded. The terrible captain turned to see the open casks of pitch erupt in a blaze. "By the powers!" Captain Bolt kicked the barrel over, setting the deck ablaze. He grabbed her by the arm and charged through the ranks of stunned pirates. Off the back of the ship they leapt, diving into the ocean beside the yacht. The layered party dress betrayed her, tangling like seaweed. She feared she would drown until a powerful paw took her wrist and hauled her aboard the yacht. She sputtered her thanks to him as they shoved off from the galleon and set the small sails. Behind them, great gouts of tar smoke arose from the black hull of Barington's ship. Only once they were a good distance off did Penny take in her surroundings. Few indeed were those who could afford a racing yacht, especially one this fine. Aside from where cannonfire had splintered the starboard rails. She fixed the rudder and turned to face her rescuer. "The Admiral's private yacht? Oh Bolt, really." Captain Bolt shrugged, then sat down to scratch one hindpaw under his chin. After marveling over the grace and power of his movements, she took his paw and lifted him to his feet. Pulling off her lace gloves, she scratched under his muzzle, at that spot she knew he just couldn't reach. He wiggled and panted in pleasure. She knew how to give him satisfaction, and how to get it... She lead him to the cabin of the yacht. It was surprisingly well furnished with silk drapes and a canopy bed. She threw open the portholes to allow the breeze through. Her long red hair blew back, brushing past her shoulders. Her canine companion cleared his throat to speak-- "Oh, my darling, you need not even say it." She put a finger to his soft lips. "Captain Odysseus Bolt, though you serve the Queen's navy, I know I shall always command your heart!" The captain wagged. "And what have you done to your uniform?" She fingered the tar stains and sword cuts, thankfully near-misses. "You're in a state not befitting an officer. We'd better see to that." They chuckled together as she helped him out of his jacket. Her hands ran through the soft fur of his chest as he embraced her. Laying gentle kisses down her neck, he unfixed the clasps at the back of her dress. She smiled up at him, kissing his warm muzzle as the dress fell to her ankles. His paws traced over her petticoat, feeling the curves of her body. He leaned back against the bulkhead as she relieved him of his trousers and undergarments. Once he stepped out of them, she looked up, surveying the landscape. The good captain was nude save for the necklace with his family crest: a small shield etched with lightning and the motto 'Salvare mundus et stridere carota.' Her hands traced down his firm body. Her fingers brushed his sturdy mast and rigging. He shivered. She embraced him, feeling his stiffening heat against her as he pressed against the soft linen of her petticoat. Her face in his shoulder, she made little whimpering noises of excitement. Her captain's breathing quickened, his pulse racing against her cheek. She kissed her way up under his muzzle as her hand stroked over his hot, erect ears. His paw curled under her chin and lifted it to a kiss. Their tongues darted and lingered, tracing along each other. She gave an impassioned moan as he undid her petticoat, gasping as she felt his paws on her ample bosom. His muzzle rubbed down the side of her face, delivering wet kisses along her freckled neck and chest. His brown eyes glinted in the sunlight, revealing the smile his lips were too busy to display. She rocked her hips close against his, pressing him back against the wall, and still she craved more of the feel of soft fur between her thighs. Bracing her hands over the nape of his neck, she curled one leg around his back. The tender valley of her vagina pressed against him, rubbing fur and flesh with equal vigor. Bolt's paws swept up then down her naked back, cupping her cheeks and pulling her higher. He growled in pleasure as the tip of his stiff member leaked a delicate trail of fluid across the gentle sea of her stomach, sailing down to its destined port. One soft hand slipped down around his throbbing penis, working the sheath back and forth as she brushed her clit with his tip, painting a canvas of desire with his dribbling pre-ejaculate. It felt so wonderful she found herself nuzzling into the fur of his chest, squealing with delight. When she could take no more, she eased the tip inside, feeling it part her labia with soft heat. Bolt whimpered in joy and clutched tight to her back. She arched up to meet his gaze, gasping as her nipples grazed his chest fur. His countenance held a haze of bliss, swept over with love as he saw her smile. His tail wagged under her ankle, reminding her to wrap the other one around him as well. Now supporting her full weight, he bumped noses with her, his cold wet one against hers, dry and warm. "Mmmm. Oh, my good captain, I do believe I am prepared to be boarded." She kissed him with infinite tenderness as her hips pressed down on his. She enveloped him to the hilt, squeaking as she felt the tickle of his sheath against her nether lips. His ears dropped as he grimaced in pleasure, the flats of his teeth bared under her lips. She licked along them, savoring the smooth surfaces as she acclimated to his presence within her, around her, everywhere. They gasped sweet words to each other, holding tight as if this moment could vanish like a morning's fog in the summer sunlight. His necklace touched her chest, cool metal heating in an instant against her hot flesh. Lost in her passion, Penny wiggled her hips against him, panting in pleasure as the hard canine phallus explored her most tender regions. These wiggles became jostles, then fevered, frantic thrusts, their bodies rolling together like waves on the sea. "Yes, my darling! Ramming speed!" He turned, resting her body against the bulkhead so he might aid in the thrusting. Now her canine captain mounted her in earnest, huffing and grunting in an almost animalistic fashion. His paws gripped her buttocks, his muzzle panting against her cheek. Faster and faster they went, until her head rolled back and forth in ecstasy, her whole body shaking under the power of his thrusts. With a howl of passion, Captain Bolt buried his member deep within her, his knot dropping anchor in her eager harbor. Penny squirmed in pleasure as she felt the bulb of his knot slip inside and start swelling in her passage, pulsing larger with every heartbeat until it was the epitome of fullness. A heartbeat, and then she felt the hot spray of his semen firing against her walls; it sent shivers through her very soul. Her toes curled against the backs of his thighs. Her hands grasped great handfuls of his fur. Her passage clenched around him. Her teeth set. She gasped. Ecstasy. Like a cascade of cannon-fire, orgasm resounded through her body. She tugged backward against his knot, feeling the bulge press against the inside of her body. Her clitoris ground against his sheath, dancing and dueling like Aphrodite and Eros over the passion of mortals. Tremors trailed up her passage, squeezing and milking his member for its divine heat. Every pulse of her muscles elicited another yelp of joy from her beloved, every twitch of her hips shifted his penis inside her, squishing his cum around like a crashing wave on her tender shores. Finally, the tempest calmed. They gasped against one another. She opened her eyes first, finding his still closed. Panting hard, he followed suit a moment later. They looked at each other with naked love, his paw stroking her hair with a slight tremble. The fluid results of their lovemaking dripped hot down the skin of her thigh. Gasping and flushed, she held onto his shoulders, feeling her sweat in his fur, transfixed by his beautiful brown eyes as if they held the entirety of the world. Her voice cracked, but she managed, albeit very softly: "I love you, Captain Bolt." With tender regard, his paw slipped to the nape of her neck. Brushing his muzzle to her ear, he breathed, ever so quietly: "I love you too, Miss Penny." You don't do a ton of reading, but this story really spoke to you for some reason. <<back>>

<<set $location = "Your Room">>Location: <<print $location>> A light source shifts off-camera, casting your waiting wonder dog in a flattering glow on your bed. His patient brown eyes watch you manipulate the lamp, his body pure white save for his naked pink erection, which quivers and drips thin, clear precum. Though he stays where you put him, those big white ears rotate to follow you. He knows what's coming next. The point of view drops as you get on your knees and prop his butt on your lap. You hear a swish of fabric as he wags against your stomach. Your voice rings from off-screen. "Okay buddy!" Bolt arcs up against the pillows to lick his own cock. The ample length of his cock disappears into that lapping muzzle. That smooth tongue sweeps out and around his knot. His legs splay out as he bucks into his own mouth. [img[https://www.dropbox.com/s/rmavbcfcsyf0q56/Bolt_SelfSuck.jpg?dl=1]] You lick your lips, recalling the slick warmth of him on your tongue, the thick texture of his semen down your throat, his knot pulsing against your lips. Lucky dog. ~[[Watch another video|Watch some private videos]]. ~[[Close the encrypted folder|Computer]].

<<set $location = "Your Room">>Location: <<print $location>> Onscreen, you stroke Bolt's sheath up and down his swollen shaft. Precum dribbles down to coat your knuckles. Whimpers of joy echo through the headphones. You always love the sounds he makes when he's close. "You like that, buddy?" Your hand moves faster. "How 'bout this?" Eager fingers squeeze his knot. His legs stretch out straight, then shake with tension as he trembles in your grasp. Hot rivulets of cream spurt from his tip, then roll down your hand. Stroke after stroke coaxes more from him, driving him higher into pleasure, leaving your hand, your wrist, and his balls slick and sticky. At last, the spurts fade to pulses and then to a dribble. He falls slack against the bed. "Good boy, Bolty..." Strands of fresh canine seed drip from your hand as it disappears behind the camera. A soft, but lewd licking noise registers through the audio. "Mmmmm, who's my tasty boy?" Bolt gives you a dreamy doggy look and a couple tail thumps, dick hanging half-limp against the rise and fall of his stomach. He's such a good dog. You're glad he's learned to loosen up over the years since the show. ~[[Watch another video|Watch some private videos]]. ~[[Close the encrypted folder|Computer]].

<<set $location = "Your Room">>Location: <<print $location>> The video opens with a view of your spread legs, then cuts to him climbing over you, then cuts again to the him having already penetrated you. "Yes Bolty! Mmmmmf!" Your ankles cross over the base of his tail. "Give it to me, buddy!" With a growl of passion, Bolt humps faster, balls bouncing as he slams his cock deep into you. The wet slap of fur on flesh counterpoints your moans through the headphones. The footage on this one is really choppy because you had to keep editing out moments when your face showed; you are a former TV star after all. You should really film this one again sometime. /%<<set $seekingNewVideo = "yes">>%/ ~[[Watch another video|Watch some private videos]]. ~[[Close the encrypted folder|Computer]].

<<set $location = "Your Dream">>Location: <<print $location>> You carefully dodge between the flowers and pizza to plant a kiss on the canine's nose. "Glad you could make it, Bolty. C'mon in." You put a little sway in your hips and are gratified to hear him trip over the threshold. After putting the flowers in a vase and opening the pizza box in front of it on the kitchen table, the two of you settle in. Despite your best efforts, there's not really a sexy way to eat pizza. Still, you manage to avoid embarrassing yourself. You take the opportunity to slip your toes under the cuff of his jeans to make him choke on a pepperoni. He's staring at you, visibly trying not to wag. His eyes keep darting down to your lips. "So, um, how long is your mom gone?" "All night." Your tone is casual, but your eyes don't leave his. "She won't be back until late tomorrow." You watch some TV after that. Or maybe a movie, you're not really paying attention. It's more fun to lay your head on Bolt's chest and listen to his breathing and heartbeat. Your hand rubs gently at his belly. Every time you think he's used to it, you slip your rubbing a little lower and listen to his breathing hitch. He rests his head on yours and slips his arm around your waist. You lean up and brush your lips through short fur, tracing his jawline. Nuzzling, you give your boy a soft little mewl of pleasure and watch his ears swivel away from the television to focus on you. You shift your weight, resting a little more on his chest. You can’t help but smile at the way his big brown eyes. "I have a confession to make, Bolty." He blinks, all adorable innocence. "You do?" Your solemn nod brushes your bangs over his nose and you get to watch it wiggle as he fights back a sneeze. You wrap your arms around his shoulders. "I had a bit of an ulterior motive for asking you over." Considering your butt is planted firmly in his lap by this point, he wouldn’t be your clever boy if he didn’t see where this was going. A bulge presses up against your inner thigh and you rush to continue before you chicken out, hands caressing his chest. "I mean, you know I’m crazy about you, right Bolty?" He nods, licking his lips. He wants to kiss you, you realize. He’d be kissing you right now if you’d just shut up for two seconds. Instead, he wags. "It’s just - I mean, we’ve played around a bit before, but there’s always somewhere we have to be, or Mom is home, or something happens. And besides, I kinda worry that you think I just want to fool around, like it's not something special. It-- You are really special to me." You brush a lock of hair from your eyes, feeling a blush on your cheeks. "So I wanted plenty of time." His paws knead at their tremulous perch on your hips. "Time...for?" You kiss him, gentle as a breath, a promise of things to come. "I’m falling for you, silly dog. I want you. I want to be with you." You kiss him again, harder, your hands curling up to caress the base of his ears, just the way he likes. You’re both panting a little when you murmur against his lips. "Won’t you please make me a woman, Bolty?" Those big ears go erect in your hands. Frantic kisses follow. The dog, for his part, whimpers, overwhelmed. His tail thumps against the sofa cushions. From the earnest affection in his eyes, you get the impression he'd follow you anywhere. ~[[Go upstairs]].

<<set $location = "Your Dream">>Location: <<print $location>> You lean your head against the door frame and arch an eyebrow. "Hey, buddy. Those for me?" His eyes flick away from you --with some reluctance-- and down to the flowers. "Um, yeah. These are, anyway." He holds the fragrant bundle out for you and you dutifully take it off his hands. He glances at his other bundle. "I shouldn't let you tackle the pizza all alone, though." You smirk at him through the bouquet and tip your head toward the interior of the house. "Well, c'mon in and I'll see what I can arrange." You turn on a heel to let him pass, hoping to get a good look on his butt. But he surprises you on the way past, stopping to lift your chin and plat a warm, tender kiss on your lips. You tiptoe up into it, wishing your hands were free. He breaks the kiss just as your heart starts to speed up in anticipation of...something. One of his big, soft paws brushes your cheek. "You look really nice tonight, Penny." A giggled "thanks" is all you can manage. He pads into the kitchen in search of plates and beverages. You almost drop the bouquet as your legs wobble. Once you collect yourself, you close the door and head to the TV. Nervousness creeps up on you, and your shakey fingers fumble the DVD out of its case. You load it in the player and distract yourself queueing it up. Bolt returns with plates, napkins, and sodas atop the pizza box. He sets up on the coffee table and sits next to you. Together, you munch on pizza as the film starts. As the dust settles on the first action sequence, he scoots closer to you, thigh to thigh. During the twist in the second act, his arm slips around your shoulders. By the third act, he's kicked his paws up by your bare feet, pushing the half-empty pizza box to one side. By the time the credits roll, his muzzle is resting atop your head. Though a heroic act of stretching, you manage to grab the remote without slipping from his embrace. With the TV off, you two sit and talk a while. You stroke down the fur of his arms and play with his paw pads and claws. He seems to take the hint, resting a hand on your thigh, then starting to rub the thin fabric of your dress up and down the bare skin beneath. Your eyes meet and he kisses you again, the warmth of his pelt and smile making you feel so safe. Lost in the string of kisses, in how gently he strokes your hair, you lean back against the sofa. His weight presses you into the cushions. As he licks along your neck, you find your knees rubbing together. Feeling the impressive bulge in the front of his pants, you spread your legs around him. Over the course of your makeout sessions, he's loosened up enough to let his paws roam, but this time when he touches your exposed thigh, he slips a few fingers under your panties. After a few seconds, however, his ears pop up, blushing, as if he's worried he'd gone too far. Then he looks back up at you with a nervous grin. You kiss your silly dog and drape your hand over his, letting him know it's okay. "The sofa's getting a little cramped..." Your fingers scratch under his chin, the place you learned he liked best all those years ago. Judging by the heat in your cheeks, you're blushing at least as much as he is. "...you think maybe we should move up to the bed?" The white shepherd gives you a shy look, then a tiny nod. He climbs off you and offers you his paw. You take it and let him lead you upstairs. ~[[Go upstairs]].

<<set $location = "Your Dream">>Location: <<print $location>> You stumble up the stairs together, a tangle of arms and skin and fur. His velvet lips press hard against yours. You press your tongue into his muzzle, body shivering as warmth suffuses you. He tries to lift you by the hips, overbalances, has to lay you on the stairs to keep from dropping you. You stay like that for a few minutes, lost in kisses. You wrap your legs around his waist to pull him closer, and already you can feel that wonderful bulge in his jeans straining against the layers of fabric that separate you. You slip your hands under his shirt, running them through his soft, thick fur as you pull the garment over his head. You toss it over the bannister and wriggle your way out from under the dog to shoot up the stairs. You pause on the landing to ogle his bare torso and to give him a chance to follow. He catches you again just outside your bedroom door, pressing you to the wall and resuming the kiss with greedy passion. Now you’re the one losing clothes: his broad paws slip up your thighs, bunching your sundress up over your head to let it fall to the floor. He stares at your dainty bra, a feral gleam in his eye as he draws you back into the kiss, letting those big, soft paws roam over the exposed skin of your midriff. You help those wide, white shepherd paws unsnap your bra. The garment flutters to the floor, leaving you standing in just your panties. His hands and eyes are all over you, his smile in your heart. You really, really like where this is going, but in your head you had something special planned for when you got to this point. What’s a girl to do? ~[[Fetch the surprise]]. ~[[No more waiting]]!

<<set $location = "Your Dream">>Location: <<print $location>> You sit him Bolt down on the bed. "Close your eyes." Paws on his lap, smile on his muzzle, he shuts his eyes. He tries to sit still, but a lifetime of friendship lets you read him like a book: his tail sweeps the bedsheets, ears up, nostrils flared. He wants this. He wants you. You drive this domesticated dog wild. Hopping out of your panties, you grab his letterman jacket from the closet and hurry into it. Not that he bragged about it, but you could tell he was proud of lettering in speech team, since he wore it all the time. Not bad for a pup who used to have a speech impairment. He loaned it to you last week, when you went for a walk with him and got chilly. You've been waiting for the perfect way to give it back to him. A breath steadies you. You stand before him, naked under his favorite jacket. It's just barely long enough to keep you decent. "Okay...you can look now." The muscular canine opens his eyes, then stares. You straddle his lap. Denim greets your inner thighs, your slit just above that bulge in his pants. Paws unsteady, he reaches up to cup your bare breasts. [img[https://www.dropbox.com/s/dbzo00j6ndsvlbq/BoltPenny_AnthroForeplay.jpg?dl=1]] You kiss those soft, silken lips, then pull back, blushing. "People might think this is weird, a girl and a dog making out." His ears lift. "Do you care?" You cuddle his chest fur. "I've always loved you, ever since we were kids." He wags. "Love you too." Under his letterman jacket, those wide white paws stroke your back. You're kissing again, then rolling around on your bed together and resenting even your immodest clothing. Within moments, he's brushing the jacket off your shoulders. You drag him out of his pants and boxers. Then you're atop him, kissing again and groping the throbbing girth of his dick as you align it with your slit. Precum dribbles down over your fingers, hot and cool at once. He whimpers with pleasure as you slide down onto him. Spread wide, you groan and try to relax. Seconds pass as you adjust to having him inside you for the very first time. You bounce atop him, riding up and down that glorious length. On your hips rest his paws--they feel so right you'd swear they'd been there a thousand times. He guides you to hunching faster, harder along his stiffness. Every thrust pushes back his sheath and spreads clear juices over his pristine fur. You finger your clit and press it against the firm length within you. After experimenting with a few angles, you press him along your G-spot, sending a silver of pleasure through your body. The sudden surge of bliss carries you aloft, your thighs clamped around his waist. Passage spasming around him, your world soars on a gale wind of delight. As you climax around him, Bolt seizes your hips with desperate passion. He bucks up into you, shoving that thick knot of flesh deep into your most intimate spaces. A flash of heat signals the first shot of his seed within you, his whole member pulsing within you, filling you up, claiming you as his. You're his alright. And judging by he way his tongue lolls out the side of his muzzle as his head hits the pillow, he's totally yours. Coming down from the high, you settle atop his muscled chest to rest on the delicate softness of his pelt. Together, tied by love and lust, you lay savoring the afterglow. As his arms curl around you, the life makes perfect sense. This, this is where you belong: with the dog you love, knotted and held, craved and adored, now and forever. Much as you're enjoying the dream, [[you feel yourself walking up...|Wake from dream]]

<<set $location = "Your Dream">>Location: <<print $location>> You move to climb up onto the bed, but Bolt’s paws on your hips stop you. His breath hot on your naked shoulder, the big dog tugs the waistband of your panties and slides them down over your rump. Heart hammering, you lean your weight forward onto the bed, arms shuddering as his paws carry the silky fabric down your thighs and off your feet. You look over your shoulder at him, naked before him for the first time. You don’t move, but you force yourself to smile. Bolt doesn’t need to force himself. He tilts his head at your upturned rear end, beaming. "Ohmygosh, you’ve got freckles on your butt. That’s the cutest thing I’ve ever seen." With a squawk of indignation you whirl and thump him on the chest. Fluff softens the blow, tempting you to trace your fingers through it. He doesn’t seem to notice, simply gathering you in his arms and pulling you in for another kiss. He’s putting on a brave face, but you can feel the pulse racing in his neck as you wrap your arms around it. His hips move against yours and you feel a shock of heat as his stiff doghood presses between your bellies. With a feather's touch and a lifetime's weight, his tip brushes your slit. Arousal slicks between you as bare flesh touches. With a shaky hand, you guide him to your entrace. Panting a moan, he slides up into your sopping passage. Urgency and heat, rivaling even your fiery lust for him, parts your folds. He's an interesting texture too--not as slippery as a hairbrush handle, but textured just right to will you with delicious friction. His sheath bunches against your copper pubic hair in a delicate kiss. You arch back onto him, desperate hands buried in the fur of his flanks. As you acclimate to having your best friend buried in you, your eyes meet his. He looks so concerned and adorable, fighting the urge to thrust until he knows you're okay. Gripping the fur of his thighs with your toes, you manage a shy nod. He draws out, just a little, then slips back in. Those big, strong paws grip your rump. He presses, then humps, then drives into you. Your hips bounce against the bed. You moan, squirming. Passage clutching down on him, you can't get enough of that thick canine shaft. Thrust after thrust spreads you wide, then wider as his knot grows. It pops in and out of you, then bumps against your folds as he works to press it back in. He whimpers with frantic need. Your fingers clutch at his back, eyes swimming with pleasure as you fight your way back to sanity to gasp: "Tie me, Bolty! Please? I wanna be yours." With a yowl of delight, your old buddy shoves his knot all the way inside you with a pang of strain--the stretch, first at your entrance, then beyond it, as it balloons up to full size, stretching your most intimate spaces. It throbs bigger and bigger, telegraphing what comes next: that shudder and that rush as his hot seed splashes inside. He jerks back and forth, teeth clenched, as far as the tie will let him. Juices run down your inner thighs, spread by his balls. Hot canine cream spurts deep in you, filling you beyond your most lurid fantasies. You wriggle, clenching on that massive, throbbing bulb of flesh. "You’re so big, Bolty. Can you pull out?" He nuzzles your ear, panting, radiating smug satisfaction. His arms tighten around you. "Do you want me to?" His soft, thick chest fur brushes your nipples and you gasp as it sends your poor abused nervous system dancing. You bury your face in the plush fur of his neck, enjoying the heat of him around and within you. "Nah. I think I’m good." Time slips by, ushering in a new era in your life together. He feels so wonderful on top of you, so safe and warm. In the quiet evening light, he leans in against your ear. "I've always loved you, Penny." "Oh Bolty." You hug him close, never wanting to let go. "I love you too." Together you lay, wrapped in each other's arms. Pleasant as the dream is, [[you can feel yourself walking up...|Wake from dream]]

<<set $location = "Your Dream">>Location: <<print $location>> You wake up in [[your room|Penny's bedroom]]. As you sit up, you find the crotch of your panties sopping wet. You blush, the heat reminding you of a certain super dog holding you close. Bolt's curled up next to you, a sleepy smile on his lips. His innocent, eager closeness assures you in ways words never could.<<set $pennyHasEaten = "no">>

<<set $location = "Living Room">>Location: <<print $location>> Grease is on. You never really liked it until you had that weird dream where Bolt was Danny Zuko. Taking the remote from the hamster, you sit down to watch television, slipping the remote from under the snoozing hamster. Bolt pads over and hops up next to you, melting across your lap. After flipping through the channels, you come across an old black-and-white TV show called Thunderbolt Bolt perks up. His wide white ears tune in on the show. Deciding it's cute that he's so interested, you leave it on that channel and rub his tummy. His eyes never leave the screen when that other German Shepherd is on. You hand feels his sheath start to plump up. The peeking tip of his erection leaves a trail of moist heat against your palm. You spread the slick fluid between your thumb and forefinger, suppressing a quiet giggle. "Boy, you're really a fan of this show." With a glance up at you, his ears drop, blushing. You giggle at your embarrassed pooch. Wild ideas arise as you begin toying with his balls. Bolt whines, spreading his legs for you. Curing your fingers around him, you tug back, exposing his delicate red cock. Mom calls out to you from the kitchen, where she is putting away dishes. "If I go on this trip, I don't want to come back and hear that you've had a bunch of boys over." ~[[Continue handjob]]. ~[[Stop handjob]].

<<set $location = "Living Room">>Location: <<print $location>> You flip idly through the channels for a while, snippets of daytime TV blurring together as they fly by. You’re about to give up and go find a book to read or something when the stream of overacting soap stars is interrupted by a flash of running dogs. Since this is relevant to your interests, you flip back to find the broadcast of the state dog show, coming through in full public-access glory. Your interest piqued, you prop yourself up a little on the cushions to watch. It doesn’t seem like that big a deal, frankly. The dogs are trotting beside their masters in a big astroturf circle on their way to the podiums, hopping up one by one and standing stiff and straight to await inspection. As the judges make their way down the line, the broadcast flips to some earlier agility and obedience performances and you scoff. Bolt would run rings around these chumps. Looking to prove your own point, you sit up and call your dog with the special two-note whistle you used when you were first training him. There’s an answering woof from your bedroom, a thunder of paws on the stairs, and your boy skids to a rigid sit by the head of the couch, ears up and eyes alert. You smile. Looks like the special whistle put him into Training Mode. Every now and then you do this, running him through the litany of tricks and commands the high-end Hollywood trainers taught you two for the show. They had been a pain to learn, and it would be a shame to let the skills get rusty just because your life is a little more relaxed these days. Bolt never minds, especially since he’s quickly learned to expect a treat once you’re done. You start simple. "High five, buddy." His paw snaps up to meet your hand. "Lie down." His belly hits the floor with a thump. "Play dead." He’s actually a pretty good actor, splayed out on his side with his legs cocked at a slightly-unnatural angle. All the better to fool enemy spies, you suppose. They way he stares unblinking into nothing is kind of unsettling. ~[[Stop|Living room]]. ~[[Continue]].

<<set $location = "Mom's Room">>Location: <<print $location>> <<if $player eq "Penny">> Mom's room has a king-size bed, its own bathroom, and an entire shelf of terrible romance novels. The bed was a pain to get in; you swear it wasn't designed for human doors.<<if $haveChargerPenny eq "no" && $haveChargerMom eq "no" && $seekingCharger eq "yes">> A half-packed suitcase sits on the bed.<<endif>> <<if $haveChargerPenny eq "no" && $haveChargerMom eq "no" && $seekingCharger eq "yes">>~[[Inspect Mom's suitcase]]. <<endif>>~Go to the [[living room|Living room]].<<endif>><<if $player eq "Bolt">> This room has a magic box, a desk with stacks of documents, and a bed. The whole place has the not-quite-Penny smell of Mom. A small conveyor belt machine sits in the corner. Those usually lead to a trap of some kind, but you have been unable to gather meaningful intel on it since it's never on. She also has a bathroom and a closet, both of which appear unimportant to your mission.<<if $momGone eq "no">> A large black suitcase sits on the bed, half-packed. Not all humans are as smart as yours, but the one who thought of putting little wheels on suitcases is probably close.<<endif>> <<if $haveMotor eq "no" && $seekingLoftCool eq "yes" && $haveKeys eq "no" && $momGoneTemp eq "no">>~[[Inspect Mom's conveyor belt machine]]. <<endif>><<if $haveKeys eq "yes" && $haveMotor eq "no" && $momGoneTemp eq "yes">>~[[Have Penny take apart the machine]]. <<endif>>~Go to the [[living room|Living room]].<<endif>>

<<set $location = "Porch">>Location: <<print $location>> <<if $player eq "Penny">> You look out on the yard, then to the trees beyond. Birds chirp and sunshine dances on your freckled skin. <<if $loftCool == "no">>Too bad the barn loft's so hot this time of year--you'd love a little alone time with Bolt.<<endif>> ~Go to your [[car|Penny's car]]. ~Go to the [[barn|Barn]]. ~Go to the [[yard|Yard]]. ~Go in the [[house|Living room]].<<if $momGone eq "yes">> ~[[Whistle for Bolt]].<<endif>> ~[[Take Bolt for a walk]]. <<endif>><<if $player eq "Bolt">> The door has a rope your person tied around the lever so you can pull it open and shut. She's so smart. Sunlight shines down on the wooden landing zone Penny calls the porch. Mittens lays curled up on a railing, snoozing in the sun. This seems like a weird place to want to sleep. You decide not to wake her, though: cats enjoy sleeping, especially in weird places. From here you can see <<if $momGone eq "no">>the Mom-transport unit and Penny's somewhat more damaged vehicle<<else>>Penny's land transport<<endif>>. A gravel road trails off in both directions. The yard wraps around to the back of the house. Some trees grow back there, along a stream. The barn is in the back yard. ~Go in the [[house|Living room]]. ~Go to the [[barn|Barn]]. ~Wander the [[yard|Yard]]. ~[[Take a nap in the warm sunshine]].<<endif>>

<<set $location = "Kitchen">>Location: <<print $location>><<if $player eq "Penny">> The kitchen's pretty standard: fridge, sink, pantry, et cetera. Some college mail for you sits on the table, but nothing urgent. ~[[Look in the fridge]].<<if $treatInBowl eq "no">> ~[[Put a treat in Bolt's bowl]].<<endif>> ~Go to the [[living room|Living room]].<<endif>><<if $player eq "Bolt">> A table with some chairs sits in the center of this room. The refrigeration unit hums in contentment, full of various tasty things. Various other food-related devices adorn this room. You ponder for a moment how clever and silly people are to have entire rooms dedicated to food<<if $treatInBowl eq "yes" && $havePhoneBolt eq "no">>. Speaking of food, your nose lifts in response to a ping on your food-radar. You track it to your food bowl, where you find a crunchy dog biscuit. Yum! You wag at how thoughtful people can be.<<set $treatInBowl = "no">><<else>> and machines to prepare it. Mittens has insisted can openers are specifically designed to alert cats to impending food. You find this preposterous.<<endif>> <<if $seekingKeys eq "yes" && $haveKeys eq "no">>You can see Penny's purse around the corner in the living room.<<endif>> <<if $havePhonePenny eq "no" && $havePhoneBolt eq "yes">>Trotting up with the phone in your mouth, you find her making a sandwich in the kitchen. You sit at her feet, wagging. "Hey, you found my phone!" She pockets it, then pets you until you roll over. "Who's a good doggy?" You wag in delight as her fingernails scritch your stomach in affection. Your body squirms against the floor tiles. I am... She reaches up to the counter and grabs a slice of ham, dangling it over your nose. "I think you might need a reward." It is beyond your powers to not smile up at her. I would have brought it to you anyway-- But then the ham is in your mouth and her fingers are scritching you again and life is wonderful. Mission accomplished! Penny now has her communication device.<<set $havePhonePenny = "yes">><<set $seekingPhonePenny = "no">><<set $havePhoneBolt = "no">><<endif>><<if $havePhonePenny eq "no" && $havePhoneBolt eq "no" && $seekingPhonePenny eq "yes">> Penny's looking through the mail and papers on the kitchen counter. "Hey buddy. I don't suppose you've seen my phone?" <<endif>><<if $seekingPhotos eq "yes" && $photoCount < 3 and $fridgeCheck eq "no">>~[[Inspect the food storage device.]]<<endif>> ~[[Access the cryogenic food chamber.]] ~Go to the [[living room|Living room]].<<endif>>

<<set $location = "Living Room">>Location: <<print $location> <<if $seekingPhotos eq "yes" && $photoCount <= 0 && $seekingPhotos eq "yes" && $chapter eq 4>> "Mittens! You hurry up to her. We have a security breach: some top-secret mission files have gone missing! Ah, the security breach. Scary-scary. You bounce to a stop, paws planted. This is serious! Her tail swishes. Easy, wags. I took 'em. You what? Ya can't just leave sensitive documents out where someone could find them. I figured I'd hide 'em to teach you to lock that metal case. You stammer. How could she endanger your mission like this? Listen, cat, if anyone finds out about these photos I'll--I'll tell Rhino about your secret cat boyfriend from the next farm over! Her eyes shoot wide. You leave Ginger out of this! You give her a stern look. She shakes her head. Sheesh, Rex, don't get your tail in a twist. Here. She stands up, revealing one of the photos. Take this one. <<set $photoCount + 1>> You grab the photo and stuff it in your collar. I hid the rest of them where Rhino would never look. The feline flashes you a casual smirk. You're welcome. Mittens is acting like this is not a big deal. Cats are strange creatures. You don't have time to figure her out right now--you're on a mission! Two more photos to find. They've got to be here somewhere. You're still in the [[living room|Living room]].<<elseif $photoCount > 0 && $photoCount < 3 && $seekingPhotos eq "yes" && $chapter eq 4>> Better keep looking, pooch. With a lazy stretch, she studies her front paws. It'd be a pity if a certain hamster came across those and his little mind imploded. You're still in the [[living room|Living room]].<<elseif $photoCount >= "3" && $seekingPhotos eq "yes" && $chapter eq 4>> You find Mittens snoozing in a pool of sunshine. Oh hey, ya found 'em. Look at that. She goes back to sleeping in the sunlight. You're still in the [[living room|Living room]].<<else>> You smirk at Mittens. Nice collar, cat. Can it, canine. Her tail swishes in playful teasing. Does it look like I picked this out? Ya know I'm more of a mauve feline, maybe chartreuse... You look good in pink. You can't help a soft wag. And the little bell updates me on your location. I'll give yer face an update... The cat grumbles as she prowls off.<<set $locationMittens = "outside">><<set $mittensCollarTalk = "yes">> You watch, still smiling. For all her fuss, Mittens secretly likes being pampered. You're glad Penny's mom likes her, and that the cat's come back around to the idea of having a person. You're still in the [[living room|Living room]]. <<endif>>

<<set $location = "Living Room">>Location: <<print $location>> Some show with lots of explosions is on. You aren't as hypnotized by the television as Rhino, though you wouldn't mind if it played something about Thunderbolt again. Eventually, your show comes on. It's weird watching yourself onscreen, especially when it's not on some sort of security feed. I don't remember my heat vision being visible like that... Then again, it would've been coming from my eyes. Rhino nudges you with his ball. Pretty awesome, eh Bolt? It's funny, but I can't watch more than a few episodes at a time. It still... You squint askew at yourself clinging to a rocket as it hurtles skyward, destroying it piece by piece with teeth, paws, and desperate superbarks to free Penny before she's launched into space. You remember every single time you'd saved her. Thought I was saving her. Well, except for that last time. A quiet sense of pride fills you at the memory. You glance at Rhino. The hamster appears hypnotized by the b'awsomeness of you crashing down a mountain in a rocket fuselage. After a while, you look for something else to do. You're still in the [[living room|Living room]].

<<set $location = "Living Room">>Location: <<print $location>> Tail swaying, you pad into the living room. While Mom is folding laundry, you nose into Penny's purse until you hear a jingle. Your teeth close around her keychain, which tastes like copper. Taking care not to let it jingle, you trot over to the sofa and hide them underneath. <<set $seekingKeys = "no">><<set $haveKeys = "yes">> Still talking to her mom, Penny glances back in just as you finish, makes eye contact, and itches her nose. You wag--that's her little signal to "play along." She grabs her purse off the floor and turns back to the kitchen. "Hey Mom, have you seen my keys?" "Sorry, sweetie, I haven't." Penny sends you to look for her keys, which you just happen not to find. After some theatrics, she turns to her mom. "Oh well, guess I'll have to take your car." "No!" Penny's mom goes a bit white. "I mean, don't bother, dear. I have to pick up a few things for the trip anyway. Should only take me about an hour." A few minutes later, she's out the door.<<set $momGoneTemp = "yes">> You're still in the [[living room|Living room]].

<<set $location = "Living Room">>Location: <<print $location>> You ponder the podiums on TV and move your empty soda glass from the coffee table to the floor. You tap the wooden surface. "Up!" If your buddy sees anything weird about this command, he doesn’t object. His claws click on the polished pine, wagging expectantly. At your command of "pose!" he stands up straighter, chest puffed out and ears perked that way the cameras used to love. You offer one last command. "Bolt, freeze." This is one of the more esoteric commands you ever taught him, but also potentially one of the most important. TV studios can be dangerous, hectic places, especially for a dog who might be too low to be seen. It was important to have a way of getting him to stop suddenly and completely, to keep him from getting hurt or seeing something he shouldn’t. Bolt remembers the old command and instantly goes rigid, motionless right down to his whiskers. You can’t help but grin. He’s so determined; you know from experience you could send the cat through the living room covered in raw steaks and he wouldn’t budge. Until you give the command, he’ll hold this position no matter what. No matter what. Hmm... Trying to mimic the judges, you begin checking Bolt's conformation. You lift his gums to check his teeth: due for a brush, you think. You pass your hands down his chest, check the distance between his paws, always letting your touch linger just a little too long on that soft, soft fur. He almost turns to look when you slide your palm along his flank and up to gently massage the base of his tail, but holds firm and settles for a little whimper. Unable to resist anymore, you reach down to cup his balls, grinning at the little tremor that runs through him. You’ve never been sure why judges do this, but you’re not one to argue with tradition. They’re warm against your palm, heavy and full of promise. You give them a tender squeeze and imagine the possibilities. Bolt’s tail unconsciously lifts a fraction higher, giving you easier access even as he whimpers a question. Crooning reassurance, you slip your hand away and down to the plump, low-hanging sheath, already swollen in anticipation. This is actually kinda kinky, you ruminate as you ease the loose flesh back, revealing the crimson tip of his shaft. Bolt is such a good boy, so eager to please. His hips don’t so much as twitch as you touch and tease in all the ways that make him crazy, despite how badly you know he wants to hump against your fingers. You might as well have tied him up. [img[https://www.dropbox.com/s/1nxum5ffwrihg6u/BoltPenny_DogShow.jpg?dl=1]] You caress your fingers along the slick, hot, throbbing length of him as it swells against your palm. Before long he’s fully engorged and you need both hands to do him justice. You snigger into his shoulder, drinking in his masculine scent as you caress up and down his length with one hand and rub his dribbling tip against the palm of the other. You can hear the whine of need build in his chest and increase your pace. When his knot begins to form, you pounce on it, teasing and tracing, easing his sheath behind it and drawing out its full girth. Then you’re pinching behind it, kneading firmly at that ultra-sensitive bridge of flesh that vanishes into his sheath. Immediately he’s shivering, his whole shaft twitching in your hands. At first you back off, trying to keep him on edge, but the needy, desperate whine that rises from Bolt makes you feel merciful. You wrap your hand around his base, sliding slick flesh against your own in a firm squeeze—a little yelp and a shudder, then he’s over the edge. His cock throbs in your grip as warm, slick seed gushes from his tip against your palm. Your first instinct is to try and catch it, but there’s way too much, and you'd have to stop your stroking and squeezing. Instead you focus on drawing out his climax, letting his cum course between your fingers to spatter and pool on the table. You’ll get to it later. It takes a minute or two, but eventually the flood abates. The flow of cum against your palm slows to a dribble, and even your most determined squeezing can only get a whimper and a fresh drop or two from him. Satisfied, you let go of his shaft and whisper: "Okay, Bolty. Release." Bolt comes unwound like a broken spring. His legs wobble and his head droops and for a moment you’re afraid he’s going to collapse into the puddle of spunk, but no. He hops down off the table, takes three shaky steps and collapses onto his side with a woof of exhaustion. His cock hasn’t even fully retracted by the time he’s asleep. You lick your fingers clean and ponder the mess you’ve made. A quick trip to the kitchen for some paper towel, a few minutes of elbow grease and a spritz of air freshener, and no one would ever know. You're still in the [[living room|Living room]].

<<set $location = "Mom's Room">>Location: <<print $location>> You check out what Mom has packed. Her taste in clothing's okay, if a little dated. You're pretty sure some of her blouses still have 1980s shoulder pads. Something metallic gleams just under the suitcase. You grab it and drag a black cord from under the luggage. The AC converter is scuffed and smells faintly of ionization, while the other end has a previous-generation laptop plug. Nice! You've found Mom's computer charger.<<set $haveChargerPenny = "yes">> You're stil in [[Mom's room]].

<<set $location = "Mom's Room">>Location: <<print $location>> <<if $seekingPhotos eq "yes" && $photoCount > 3 && $checkTreadmill eq "no">>You follow the chemical smell to the machine. You see a glimpse of white under the black conveyor belt. Reaching in with your teeth, you carefully pluck the item free. It's a photo!<<set $photoCount + 1>><<set $checkTreadmill = "yes">> You give yourself a moment to admire yourself laying atop Penny, cock buried knot-deep in her. Your sheath starts to swell at the memory. Shaking your head, you focus on your mission. This is the time for action! You grab the photo. It tastes a little dusty, but you don't care: it'll make your person happy. Objective acquired! You've found <<print $photoCount>> of the 3 missing photos! <<if $photoCount >= 3>>You should show your person!<<endif>> ~Go back to the [[living room|Living room]]. <<elseif $momGone eq "yes">>You look at the machine. It's pretty much how you left it. With luck, Penny's mom won't realize your person took the motor out of it. You're not actually sure why she has this machine, since she doesn't have big dangerous robot factory you have to ride it through. ~Go back to the [[living room|Living room]]. <<else>>You study the machine. You're used to seeing bigger versions of these, usually carrying your person toward lasers or a pool of cyborg piranha. Just as you start to get an idea, Penny's mom trips over you. "Oh goodness!" She pats your head. "Sorry Bolt." You wag to show you're undamaged and try to remember what you forgot. ~Go back to the [[living room|Living room]].<<if $haveMotor eq "no">> ~[[Sit there for a moment]].<<endif>><<endif>>

<<set $location = "Mom's Room">>Location: <<print $location>> Sitting down before the conveyor belt unit, you give a little woof. Penny walks in. "What's up, buddy? Oh right." She winks. "Let me get my tools." After several minutes of work, Penny extracts something important looking from the conveyor belt. She lifts it in one grease-smudged hand. "Right voltage and everything. I think this just might work for the air conditioner." You lick your person's freckled cheeks in celebration. She laughs, then hugs you. "Whose's my smart doggy?" You wag, then droop your ears with modesty. I am... She kisses you on the forehead, puts the machine back together, then leaves with the motor. <<set $haveMotor = "yes">><<set $seekingMotor = "no">> A little while later, you hear Mom's transport unit rumble into the driveway.<<set $momGoneTemp = "no">> You're still in [[Mom's room]].

<<set $location = "Mom's Room">>Location: <<print $location>> With a tilt of your head, you look the machine over. You've seen a similar device in Rhino's enclosure, though he avoids running on it. Penny's mom seems to have bought this for the same reason. Your person walks past the door, then stops, sees you, and snickers. "Careful, buddy--don't wanna burn a hole in Mom's treadmill." Slowing, she considers the machine for a few moments. "Hmmmm. She wouldn't know it's broken for a good six months... Can't take it apart with her in the house, though." You sit, pacient, while a plan forms in your person's mind. She brightens and walks out into the living room. You follow her to the fridge, where she pours herself a glass with the last of the milk. Flashing you a clever look, she drinks the whole glass and pokes her head into the living room. "Hey Mom, we're out of milk." The older human nods. "Put it on the grocery list." "I was hoping to use it on cereal in the morning." "You do have a car, dear..." Penny's mom gives her smirk that reminds you that they're related. "...at least, most of one." Your person crosses her arms. "Ya run over one hedge maze and suddenly everyone's a critic." Mom wanders past you with a basket of fresh laundry, trailing the scent of soap. "Well, you won't be taking my car, I can tell you that much." Penny brightens, slips you a sly look, and makes a key turning gesture. <<set $seekingKeys = "yes">> New mission objective! Locate and conceal your person's keys. You're at the door to the [[kitchen|Kitchen]].

<<set $location = "Kitchen">>Location: <<print $location>> <<set $random = Math.floor(Math.random()*2)>><<if $random == 0>>You open the refrigerator, more bored than hungry. Man, if fridges could lock you out in that case, a lot fewer people would be overweight.<<else>>You open the refridgerator, mildly hungry. You've found as long as you don't eat something and head straight to bed, you probably won't have weird dreams.<<endif>><<if $pennyHasEaten != "pizza">> ~[[Eat a slice of pizza|Look in the fridge]] <<set $pennyHasEaten = "pizza">><<endif>> You're still in the [[kitchen|Kitchen]].

<<set $location = "Kitchen">>Location: <<print $location>> You grab a treat from the box atop the fridge and drop it into Bolt's bowl.<<set $treatInBowl = "yes">> As soon as you do, Oreo materializes and gives you an adorable look. With a roll of your eyes, you grab a cat treat for her. At least she doesn't look as scrawny as when you took her in. You sometimes wonder what her name was before then. You're still in the [[kitchen|Kitchen]].

<<set $location = "Kitchen">>Location: <<print $location>> It takes a few tries, but you manage to get the door open with your paws and nose. You sniff around, ignoring the food and checking for any trace of the weird plastic and chemical scent of Penny's instant photo technology. You definately smell something weird. You probably can't open the containers very well, but you don't see photos in any of them. None under the steaks either... You look in the edible plant drawer at the bottom of the plant drawer--the one place Rhino would never think to look. Objective acquired!<<set $photoCount + 1>><<set $fridgeCheck = "yes">> You've found <<print $photoCount>> of the 3 missing photos! <<if $photoCount >= 3>>You should show your person!<<endif>> You're still in the [[kitchen|Kitchen]].

<<if $player eq "Penny">><<set $location = "Your Car">>Location: <<print $location>> You walk up to the car. It's not new, but you like the spacious back seat and tinted windows. <<if $chapter == 3 && $momGone == "yes" && $seekingDropOffBooks>>You could always drive into town to drop off Mom's library book.<<else>>While you wouldn't mind going for a drive, you can't think of anywhere you need to go at the moment.<<endif>> ~Go back to the [[porch|Porch]]. ~Go back to the [[yard|Yard]]. <<if $chapter == 3 && $momGone == "yes">>~[[Drive to the library]].<<endif>><<endif>><<if $player eq "Bolt">><<set $location = "Penny's Transport Unit">>Location: <<print $location>> You sniff around Penny's land transport. She must have picked a really good one for it to still run with all that damage. Most vehicles explode if you dent them too much. ~Go back to the [[porch|Porch]]. ~Go back to the [[yard|Yard]]. <<endif>>

<<set $location = "Barn">>Location: <<print $location>> <<if $player eq "Penny">>You and Mom have been using this old barn for storage since you moved here from LA. The downstairs isn't insulated yet, but it's waterproof enough that you don't have to worry about stuff getting ruined. A ladder leads up to the loft. A ramp leads up next to it for Bolt. <<if $acUnitLoft == "no">> Just inside the door, a massive air conditioner sits on the floor. A note on smudged stationary is stuffed in its frame. <<endif>><<if $seekingACUnitLoft eq "yes" && $acUnitLoft == "no">>You'd really like to get it up to the loft somehow. <<endif>><<if $pulleysRigged eq "no">>Above you, a trapdoor sits closed--you're pretty sure it's called a "hay hole."<<endif>><<if $pulleysRigged eq "yes" && $acUnitLoft == "no">>A rope dangles from the trapdoor, though pulling it from here would mean raise then standing under a dangling AC unit. You don't trust your knots that much.<<endif>><<if $acUnitLoft eq "no">><<if $pulleysRigged eq "yes">> For the moment, though, you've done all you can here.<<endif>><<endif>><<endif>><<if $player eq "Bolt">>The barn is dusty, hot, and filled with boxes. A narrow ramp and small ladder lead to your base of operations in the loft. You're pretty sure this was once a maintenance hanger of some kind--you'd guess for attack drones or robots, judging by the size. However, Mittens just laughs whenever you try to get her verification, so you can't be sure.<<endif>> ~Climb to the [[loft|Loft]]. <<if $player eq "Penny" && $acUnitLoft eq "no" && $pulleysRigged eq "no">>~[[Read the note]]. <<endif>><<if $player eq "Penny" && $acUnitLoft eq "no" && $seekingACUnitLoft eq "yes" && $pulleysRigged eq "no">>~[[Lift the AC unit]]. ~[[Have Bolt help you]]. ~[[Have Mom help you]]. ~[[Look in the tack room]]. <<endif>>~Go back [[outside|Porch]].

<<if $player == "Penny">><<set $location = "Yard">>Location: <<print $location>> The yard's pretty normal. It's a good thing your neighbors are miles away, since neither you nor Mom likes to mow it. A quick whistle summons Bolt from the house. He trots up to you, wagging. "Bolt, find a ball." You gesture the rough diameter of the ball. He doesn't usually need the extra cue, but your classmates often do. He dashes back into the house and returns with a blue rubber ball. You throw ball around for a while, playing fetch. As he bounces up to catch each throw, you can't help smiling at how he gets to be a regular dog, even if he's far from ordinary. It also gives you a chance to oggle his junk. [img[https://www.dropbox.com/s/ev4lusrdlq03oh1/Bolt_SneakPeek.jpg?dl=1]] ~Go to the [[porch|Porch]]. ~Go to the [[barn|Barn]]. ~Go to [[your car|Penny's car]].<<if $haveMail eq "no">> ~Check the [[mail|Check mail]].<<endif>> <<endif>><<if $player == "Bolt">><<set $location = "Yard">>Location: <<print $location>> The yard is like a park, but smaller and with fewer mimes and baby carriages to avoid crashing into. <<set $random = Math.floor(Math.random()*3)>><<if $random == 0>>Also, the pigeons here sound different. It's possible they're pheasants.<<endif>><<if $random == 1>>The squirrels here seem to think you should chase them, even though they're too disorganized to threaten the house.<<endif>><<if $random == 2>>Some of the local squirrels like to bury nuts within the defense perimeter. Whenever you've checked, though, they're normal acorns, not tiny demolition charges.<<endif>> ~[[Patrol the perimeter]]. ~Go to the [[porch|Porch]]. ~Go to the [[barn|Barn]]. ~Go to [[your person's land vehicle|Penny's car]].<<endif>>

<<set $location = "Shelter belt">>Location: <<print $location>> You whistle. Inside, you hear the patter of paws down the stairs, then the clatter of claws on floorboards. Bolt pokes his head out the doggy door and lifts his big goofy ears to you in earnest attention. "Hey buddy." You can't help but smile at his enthusiasm. "Wanna <<set $random = Math.floor(Math.random()*3)>><<if $random == 0>>take a walk<<endif>><<if $random == 1>>patrol the area<<endif>><<if $random == 2>>do some recon<<endif>>?" With a little hop of excitement, the white shepherd yaps once for "yes." "Better go get the Mom-appeasement device." He ducks back into the house and, after a moment, comes jingling out with the leash. You pocket the nylon length and pet his head. "Good boy." The canine closes his eyes and soaks in your affection. After some scritches under his chin, you head off across the field. He follows you with a soft wag. You slip into the tree line. Wind whispers through the foliage and sways the boughs above. Here, in the shade of the shelter belt, you stand for a moment just to breath in the dry summer air. It smells like earth, growing plants, and vacation. You follow the windbreak as it leads to the creek. With better access to water, the cover's much thicker here. Little patches of light glimmer on the creek as it babbles. You sit against a wide oak, your canine companion nuzzling into your lap. Stroking his silky pelt, you relax, taking in this wonderful moment. ~[[Keep stroking him]]. ~[[Pull your shorts down]].<<if $momGone eq "yes">> ~[[Take him skinny-dipping]].<<endif>>

Location: <<print $location>> You doze off on the bed. Though the warm haze of sleep, you hear music and someone moving around. Your eyes open to find Penny securing stuff still left in the bedroom. Her lithe body moves to the rhythm as she boxes up books and approximately a hundred pairs of striped leggings. They're probably some kind of camouflage, like a zebra's stripes. She twirls to toss a phone charger into a box, hitting the target in time with the tunes. Even doing simple little things, she always seems so graceful and pretty. She spots you watching, stiffens for an instant, then gives a little waggle of her hips. "Like what you see, buddy?" Your ears fully perk up. Chin against the sheets, you watch her with a wag. You respond with a happy little yap. A sweet laugh rings through the room. Your person sways into a dance for your benefit. "Maybe you'd like to see a little more?" Her slender hand toy with the bottom of her shirt, drawing it slowly up as her body rocks, and gives you little glimpses of her smooth stomach. You squirm on the bed. She reaches behind her back and undoes the special security strap that keep her bra on, which then falls into her hands. The next second, it sails past you, trailing her perfume. A whine of desire escapes your muzzle. You didn't mean to distract from her cleaning objective, but you can't complain about seeing your person take her clothes off. Especially when she's dancing around like that. Her shirt comes next, which she spins around her finger. Scant glimpses of her bare breasts flash between flashes of fabric. With a mischievous smile, she throws the shirt over your face. By the time you shake it off, she's kicking her way out of her shorts and panties. They hit your nose with a burst of her scent: subtle traces of sweat and soap. With a woof, you chase Penny down the hallway. You don't usually get to see her naked anywhere but in the bedroom or the loft, but missions with your person can take you anywhere. You bounce after her, delivering a quick lick between her legs. Penny squeaks with laughter and tries to dodge you by running down the stairs, but you stay on target. Every impact of the stairs sends a little vibration through her breasts and hips, hypnotizing you in ways a Hypno-Beam never could. At the bottom of the stairs, you turn the corner. Mittens' eyes go wide as she sees Penny. Without a moment's hesitation, she kicks Rhino's ball so he flies, yelling, out the doggy door. She's become a trusted operative, and has agreed to help keep the hamster from derailing your missions. Your person flops backward onto the sofa. The little uncomfortable pillows her mom keeps there go flying. Her fair, freckled skin shines against the red and gold couch fabric. Wasting no time, you pounce atop her and lick her face. Your body moves automatically between her legs, conditioned by years of training. It feels so nice, so right, to be this close to her. Your heart soars with pure canine happiness. Squirming at the tongue ambush and the chill of your collar tag, she pushes you back with a laugh. With a head-tilt, you pause. You're panting just as much as the human under you. Is it my breath? Do I have dog breath? Your tongue tries valiantly to direct breath to your nose, but you don't smell anything. A welcoming smile touches her brown eyes. She stroke your ears. "Silly dog." In the space of a wag, you're leaning in again. You usually have good breath —a steady supply of freshening treats see to that— so you're not shy about panting at her even sweeter smile. Your eyes meet. Your tail wags. Your nose touches hers. Every part of your body can't get enough of hers. Drawing you into a hug, she brushes her lips over your large, pointed ears. You always think of them as practical and good for communicating in silence during a mission, but Penny really likes them. She knows they're sensitive, and how to make you blush under your fur just by scratching and kissing them. She slides down the cushions, so her bare body has maximum contact with yours. Her hips angle to yours, tender lips rubbing your plump, furry sheath. Her right hand caresses under your stomach, while her left strokes your back. Gentle fingers squeeze up and down your equipment in waves, so much nicer than using your own paws. Now and then, her pinky finger toys with your balls, which tense at the stimulation. As you glance down, your nose drags along her freckled chest. The very tip of your cock peeks out to tease through her pubic hair. A crystal-clear trace of precum sparkles at the head. Without authorization, your humping reflex engages, though you manage to keep a leash on it. "Somebody's riled up." Penny rubs her thumb at your exposed tip, spreading the moisture around with slick stimulation. Her hand is hot and strong and squeezes you in all sorts of nice ways. You pulse thicker with every eager heartbeat. She aligns you with your mission objective. The heat of her folds kisses your tip. Following her lead, you shuffle forward. Your emerging cock slides into her with ease, sheath collecting against her lovely folds. Mmmmf... Thick fur slides between her silky thighs. Your hind claws dig into the carpet as you begin the mission in earnest. Your person slips another hand under your stomach to massage around her clit. Her fingers rock that cute little bump back and forth slick over your cock as you work in and out of her, pulsing larger with every stroke. By pounding and pleasure, you have her pinned to the sofa. She doesn't seem that you've limited her maneuverability. Her smile, her touch against your cheek all say there's nowhere she'd rather be. You hump her harder. Her free hand grips your scruff. "You wanna tie me? Huh? You wanna tie me?" She tousles your ears to get you excited. With a woof of enthusiasm, you increase the pace of your thrusts. You ride atop her, rocking her pert breasts back and forth through your rich white pelt. Her nipples, already stiff, tease through to your skin. "Mmmm! Good boy, Bolty." Her lean, muscled thighs spread a little wider. She settles in on the sofa, giving you unrestricted access to her depths. "Yeah...give it to me." As you speeds up and deepens your angle of approach, her feet lift off the carpet. They press to your hips, feeling the muscles flex as you works in and out of her. Most of your missions these days require more stealth than power, so it's strange and wonderful to bounce her against the couch cushions with all your strength. Penny likes to show you how being a good boy doesn't mean you can't mount her like those wolves do on the nature channel. You give a playful growl against her ear and grip her sides with your paws. Her passage tightens on you in return. The human squeaks with joy as you plow deep into her folds. "Ah! Oooooh! Yes, buddy. That's it. I-I want you to come in me." The urgency in her voice drives you wild. Your hips rock faster, the couch creaking as you jostle her nubile form. The knot presses in and out of her with increasing difficulty, and increasing pleasure. Her toes seize your pelt. Every muscle in her body shivers. Cute little gasps coincide with her passage squeezing down around you. With a growl of passion, you shove your knot past her lips and bury it deep inside. The clutching warmth discombobulates you instantly. Oh! Oh, Penny! I'm-- Ecstasy crackles down your nerves. A surge of bliss rushes from your balls and out into her. Pulse after pulse of hot canine seed spurt into her, pooling behind the secure barrier of your knot. Your legs strain straight out, stretching until the joints pop, lifting her from the cushions. After soaring through unbridled ecstasy for untold instants, you settle back down into reality atop your person. A deep moan breezes over your scruff. A glance up reveals her slumped against the sofa in pure satisfaction. Her copper hair shines in the sunlight, darkened here and there with sweat. Each breath raises her chest under you, dragging those lovely breasts through your fur. She strokes your ears. "Good boy..." [[Lay there until you both recover.]]

<<set $location = "Shelter belt">>Location: <<print $location>> Lower and lower, your hand caresses until it closes around his sheath. You tug it up and down, smiling at the peeking pink tip of his cock. With a contented sigh, Bolt rolls to his back and spreads those powerful legs. His dick hardens in your grasp. Summer heat doesn't hold a candle to the warmth of his crotch fur. You fondle that dainty, white-furred sac, massaging with gentle care. He never lasts long when you jerk him off in his sheath, but he gets just as big against your palm. You give him an extra squeeze while leaning in to nibble at his ear. Losing himself to instinct, he humps against the air and whines with frantic need. His eyes close in pleasure, under your spell and adoring your every grasp. That sheath, which normally has such give, stretches tight and hot around his cock--not just around his knot, but his shaft too, and just the very tip peeks out. Every detail of his canine cock tembles just beneath the taut skin and fur of his sheath, pulsing to the touch. You can't move the sheath very much against that tightness, but he whimpers with wonder, and you grip with firm, pulsing pressure around his knot. A pant and a gasp puncutate his pleasure, then his hips buck into your grasp. His front legs squeeze together, as if gripping your flanks. Fast and frantic thrusts jerk his rump off the groun. He grits his teeth and arches up, toes spread. Semen, white and hot, spurts up from his tip for a delicate moment before falling to your fingers and wrist. You keep stroking, coaxing still more pleasure into his writhing form. More shots follow, spraying slick seed across his pristine stomach fur. Bolt flops to the ground, tongue lolling. You lick the fresh semen off your hand, then wash up in the creek. As your dog recovers, he looks up at you with a sheepish wag, linking your cheek as you cuddle him close. ~[[Head home|Porch]].

<<set $location = "Shelter belt">>Location: <<print $location>> Getting to your knees, you unbutton your jean shorts, then tug them down with your panties. On all fours, you cast a sultry look over your shoulder, back at Bolt. [img[https://www.dropbox.com/s/nk5yakpynppsmig/BoltPenny_MidMount.jpg?dl=1]] With a whine of happiness, the dog frisks beside you. He hops up on your back, front legs around your hips, firm paws curling against your stomach for leverage. That dribbling tip rubs along your entrance, teasing you as he lines up to enter you. Slick with desire, his hot length sinks in. No matter how many times you feel it, you still adore the feelings of that first penetration. As he starts to thrust, you glance between your thighs to glimpse his fluffy balls, swaying as his crimson member disappears into your folds. You bear down on him, squeezing a growl of lust from your lover. It feels so right, so natural to take him like this, as birds chirp and sunlight glows through your dangling hair. "Ohhhhh Bolty..." His every thrust rocks you, a desperate lunge to feel more of you, to bury himself deeper. He rams harder, burying that hot length of canine arousal fully into your folds. Arousal spreads through your body, shortening your breaths as he spreads you wide. You pinch your nipples through your bra. His knot pops in and out of you, swelling to your mutual delight. Little woofs of pleasure breeze hot against your ear. "Tie me, buddy!" An urgent whisper escapes your lips. "Please!" With a final slam, he shoves his knot into you, then tucks his chin against your shoulder with frantic need. Legs stiffening with tension, he shudders into you. A flood of sticky heat rushes your most intimate places. As your fingers rub your clit with urgent need, your breath catches. Bliss washes over you. Your entire body shivers under him, adoring that glorious knot of flesh. Hips tilting back, you welcome him that much further into you as come around his pulsing shaft. Panting, you rest your head on your arms and stare at the soft ground. The only sounds are your breathing, his panting, and the creek flowing by. After a lovely eternity, his knot shrinks and slips free, allowing a steady dribble of fluid to drip from you. Still in a daze, you watch as it pools in slow motion, soaking into the loose dirt to join the creek. ~[[Head home|Porch]].

<<set $location = "Your Car">>Location: <<print $location>> You kneel in front of your dog. "Bolt, go get me the book." You gesture about how large it is. "From the coffee table." With an enthused woof, he races to the house. The doggy door doesn't even have time to swing to a stop before he emerges with the book. He trots over to you, holding it in his teeth with care. You take the book, a moderately trashy romance novel, then pet him with pride. "Good boy, Bolt." You stroke his ears and scratch under his collar. "Who's my smart doggy?" His ample ears dip with modesty, though he doesn't move out of petting range. You toss the book onto the dashboard and hop let Bolt hop in the car over your seat before you get in. You haven't figured out a way for him to open car doors yet. As you pull out onto the road, you roll down the windows and turn the radio up. He sticks his head out the window. That goofy dog always looks so pleased with the wind rushing past him. Granted, flight was the one super power he didn't have on the show. Halfway to town, scandalous ideas start catching up with you. You spy a heavily wooded shelter belt and turn off to a side road. Bolt turns to you with a head tilt, wondering why you're changing the route. You flash him a smile. He wags, tail thumping against the door. Hidden in by the trees, you put it in park and plant a kiss on his muzzle. "You wanna have a little fun in the backseat, buddy?" He yaps once for yes, his entire body wriggling with eagerness. Together, you hop out of the car and switch to the backseat. Air still cool from the AC, the only heat is sunlight, his breath, and an urgent need between your thighs. Eager to get started, you slink between his legs and stroke back his sheath. Your lips kiss and caress the exposed tip, feeling it grow from its furry home. It feels so naughty, giving a blowjob in the backseat of your car. Your hand slips under your skirt, pushing aside your panties to finger your already-wet folds. Bolt pants above you, angling his hips to give you a better approach. His little whines of pleasure and a growing girth in your mouth assure you you're doing a good job. Once he's hard and slathered with your saliva, you pull off. With only a little bit of trouble, you manage to take your panties off over your shoes. Scooting forward on the bench seat, you spread your legs and shoot him a coy glance. Bolt hops down to the floor. That wide, cool nose sniffs under, then lifts your skirt. A smooth, wet tongue traces over your slit. "Oooooohhh..." You wiggle your hips at the sensation. "That's good, buddy." Encouraged, he prances back, bounces once, and mounts you. That thick canine cock bobs up between your thighs. His paws land on either side of you on the seat. You hug him close and enjoy the feel if his erection on your folds. With worn-smooth muscle memory, you reach down and guide him into you. Vulnerability spikes your pulse, but you've tested the windows over and over: no one can see in. Inch after inch of slick dog flesh sinks into you. Already riled up, he humps into you with ardent passion. After an especially firmm thrust, a lock of hair slips free from your pony tail, swaying with each thrust. Leaning back lets him to thrust even deeper. Moans escape your lips, leaving you feeling better than you could've imagined years ago. You thought you'd miss city life after you moved from California, but here, between two corn fields, getting plowed by your canine boyfriend, you have to admit rural life has its perks too. You debate for a moment if you should let him tie here, but your pleasure-fogged mind has trouble. One final, massive thrust decides for you. A hot surge of cum blasts against your walls, knot swelling fast behind it. He clutches at your flanks with his front legs. Traces of fluid trickle out along your rump, the evaporation cool in the heat of the car. Overwhelmed by the notion of being so full, so exposed, you stroke your clit into a shivering orgasm under the summer sun. Bolt lays sprawled on your front, nuzzling your breasts and panting. Between the summer sunshine and the dog cock buried in your folds, you're starting to feel the heat. Long after you've both caught your breath, you feel the knot shrink and slip free. A small flood of juices drips out on the seat. Too euphoric to find anything else, you sop it up with your panties before it can soak into the upholstery. How you're going to keep from dripping all over, you're not sure. Bolt's avid tongue solves the problem. For both of you. You have to admit it's pretty sexy to watch him sit on the floor lick both of you clean, but the car's getting hot and you need to head back. Maybe next time, you'll leave the window open a crack. The outside air shocks you with its relative coolness. Sweat and other fluids start drying off you in an instant, leaving your stretched folds tingling. You fan a little air into your shirt, glad you wore a well-ventilated bra. Back in the front seat, you manage to steer the vehicle home. As you pull into the driveway, you notice the library book on the dashboard. Oops. You're in the [[driveway|Penny's car]].

<<set $location = "Loft">>Location: <<print $location>> <<if $player eq "Penny">> You're pretty proud of your renovations to the loft. You painted the walls, ran some extension cords up for power, and used the old hay-bale pulleys to get furniture up here.<<if $seekingACUnitLoft eq "yes">> Above the trapdoor, the old pulley system is still in place. You took the rope down, though, since you weren't going for a pirate ship decor<<if $pulleysRigged eq "yes">>, but you've put it back for the moment<<endif>>.<<endif>><<if $momGone == "yes" && $seekingDropOffBooks == "no">> As you walk into the room, your notice your phone blinking that it has a new message. You click it on. Mom: Wouldn't you know, I forgot to return my library book! It's on the coffee table. Thanks sweetie!<<set $seekingDropOffBooks = "yes">> Oh well. At least you know she's at cruising altitude now and can't change her mind about the trip now.<<endif>> <<if $momGone eq "yes" && $loftCool eq "yes">>~[[Lay in bed naked|Lay on the bed naked]]. <<endif>><<if $seekingACUnitLoft eq "yes" && $haveRope eq "yes">>~[[Run rope through the pulleys]]. <<endif>><<if $pulleysRigged eq "yes" && $acUnitLoft eq "no">>~[[Pull the rope]]. <<endif>><<if $chapter == 3>>~[[Read on the bed.]] ~[[Make a film with Bolt]]. (End Chapter 3.) <<endif>>~Go to back down to the [[barn|Barn]].<<endif>><<if $player eq "Bolt">> <<if $seekingPhotos eq "yes">>You trot up the ramp, tail wagging, mission files in your mouth. Penny is frantically searching around the loft. Her hair is kind of messy, its copper hues streaked dark with sweat. You place the pictures on the floor.<<set $seekingPhotos = "no">> She glances down at you, looks away, then does a double-take. "You found them!" You smile up at her. Seeing her happy makes your heart feel complete like nothing else. Dropping to her knees, she grabs you in a big hug. She smells like stress, now with traces of relief. "Good boy, Bolt. I was going crazy looking for those." Her arms squeeze you tighter as she laughs a little. As you tuck your muzzle over her shoulder, your tail sweeps the floor. Of course you were able to overcome feline trickery. There's nothing you and your person can't do together. You're still in the loft. ~Go to back down to the [[barn|Barn]]. <<else>>You climb the narrow ramp to the barn loft. You and Penny retrofitted this room into a new base of operations some time ago. Penny even brought in a sofa that turns into a bed, along with other, non-transforming furniture. Her camera sits on the nightstand. <<if $loftCool eq "no">> Summer light floods in from several windows. Stifling heat presses in around you, far hotter than you remember actual deserts being. Normally, this is your base of operations, but you had to fall back to her room in the house due to the heat. You pant. <<if $acUnitLoft eq "yes">>In one window, an ancient device sits with a thick layer of dust. Your person has followed you up, eyeing your tail in a way that makes you blush. "What're you doing up here, buddy?"<<endif>><<if $acUnitLoft eq "no">> You hear someone coming up the ladder, and soon your person appears from the opening above it. She spots you and walks over. "Hey Bolty. Was wondering where you got to. Wanna help me get the air conditioner up here?"<<endif>><<endif>><<if $loftCool eq "yes">> Summer light floods in from several windows. The quiet hum of the air conditioner greets you as you enter the loft. Cool air breezes around the room, working the heat from your fur. Penny is laying on the bed-sofa thing, reading several large books. You're pretty sure it's for something called "college exams," which she has explained will mean more training for her. You aren't sure why she'd need it--she's already basically the smartest person ever, not to mention very well trained. <<endif>> <<if $haveMissionFiles eq "yes">>[[Show Penny the mission files]]. <<endif>><<if $loftCool eq "no" && $acUnitLoft eq "yes">>~[[Inspect ancient device]]. <<endif>><<if $loftCool eq "no" && $acUnitLoft eq "no">>~[[Help Penny with the cooling device]]. <<endif>>~Go to back down to the [[barn|Barn]]. ~[[Nuzzle Penny]].<<if $loftCool eq "yes">> ~[[Curl up next to her]].<<endif>><<if $loftCool eq "yes" and $chapter eq "2">> ~[[Sleep for the night|First night]]. (Start Chapter 3)<<endif>> <<if $chapter eq "4" and $haveCarrot eq "yes" and $haveEars eq "yes" and $haveTail eq "yes">> -[[Sleep for the night]]. (Finish game)<<endif>><<endif>><<endif>>

<<set $location = "Barn">>Location: <<print $location>> The note reads: "Miss Penny- Afraid the old beast isn't working after all. You're welcome to it, of course. If you can't fix it, let me know and I'll haul it to the dump. -[unintelligeble signature]" Oh right! You'd mentioned to that weird neighbor who makes fruitcakes that he could drop off his old AC unit. Too bad he dropped it off at the crack of dawn; you could've used some help getting it up to the loft. Well, at least you have the air conditioner now. <<set $seekingACUnitLoft = "yes">> You're still in the [[barn|Barn]].

<<set $location = "Barn">>Location: <<print $location>> Yeah, that's not going to happen. It probably weighs more than you do. You're still in the [[barn|Barn]].

<<set $location = "Barn">>Location: <<print $location>> Bolt's pretty strong, but he can't lift an AC unit. He's a dog. You're still in the [[barn|Barn]].

<<set $location = "Barn">>Location: <<print $location>> Your mom's not exactly a fitness buff. Even with the two of you, you probably couldn't get it up the ladder without getting hurt. You're still in the [[barn|Barn]].

<<set $location = "Tack room">>Location: <<print $location>> This room has beams sticking out of the walls to hang saddles on, now empty. <<if $haveRope eq "no">>One of them has a sturdy coil of rope.<<endif>> Otherwise, the room is full of boxes, much like the rest of the barn. <<if $haveRope eq "no">> ~[[Take the rope|Look in the tack room]]. <<set $haveRope = "yes">> <<endif>>~Go back out to the [[barn|Barn]].

<<set $location = "Loft">>Location: <<print $location>> Sitting on the edge of the futon bed, you wipe a thin sheen of sweat from your brow. You slip your shirt off because of the heat. You slip off the rest of your clothes because of the way Bolt is looking at you over the edge of the bed. Nude, you enjoy the smooth feel of clean sheets under you. Being naked is a weird combination of exciting and relaxing. Without opening your eyes, you can hear Bolt stir. His claws click across the floorboards. At the cool touch of his nose against your knees, you spread them. [img[https://www.dropbox.com/s/hgnkxa46eaelzz4/BoltPenny_BoltAnticipates.jpg?dl=1]] The dog nuzzles between your legs. Smooth whiskers trace your inner thighs. His luxurious tongue sweeps out in loving arcs to brush over your folds. You squirm against the blankets as his tongue works deeper and deeper into your passage. Familiar and forbidden, the sensation spreads up your body, coaxing you to surrender to the moment. Your teeth trace over your bottom lip. Just then, Bolt backs off. Licking his chops, he skirts sideways to let you see the thick red tip poking from his sheath against that taut belly. Licking you really turned him on. With hazy smile, you give your lap a little pat. The next moment, those heavy paws land on either side of you on the cushions. Your heart flutters in surprise as the smooth tip of his cock zeros in on your dripping slit. Your well-lubricated folds part around the first inch of shepherd cock. Bolt gives an approving growl against your shoulder, a sound so deep it vibrates in your chest. That hot belly arches off your thighs as his first powerful hump presses inside. You whine with need as his length penetrates your drool-slick slit. As the tender lips of your entrance spread under his thrust, the big dog shifts his back feet forward, arching his back to take you fully. Those wide white paws pull your freckled backside forward, hauling you deeper onto his dick. His hot, wide tongue drags along your bare neck. Your twitching passage clamps tight as the canine gives another slow hump to settle his hot cock inside you. You bite your lip to contain a cry of pleasure, then relax into afterglow as he works into you. His dick thrusts into your loosening passage. The hot shaft widens behind its narrow tip, and you melt against the couch as each strong thrust spreads your shaky thighs and plunges deeper into you. You cry out in ecstasy as Bolt plows your depths, shoving that generous girth so deep the sparse fur of his sheath rasps your lips with every thrust. Grasping at German Shepherd's wide back, you burst into short panting groans. Without much leverage, you still manage to roll your hips back up to his, wanting him, needing him. The white canine bucks his full length into you. His fuzzy sac tickles your rump at the apex of each desperate motion. The bulge of his arousal rocks into you again and again; each time stretches you wider, fills you more. Then, just when you can't take it anymore, he slams home one last time to bury that knot inside you. The force of it lifts your tense butt off the sofa for an instant, before tying you utterly. Up the length of your passage, muscles flutter to feel every inch of the lovely intruder. As he grunts, pulsing warm passion, you clutch him to you. You clutch at his pelt, gasping. "Hah... hah... wow..." Minutes pass. Perhaps hours. The only thing more slippery than time right now is his knot at last slipping free from you. A fresh blob of doggy cum leaks out every time your muscles contract, just barely registering sensation as it runs down your skin to the once-clean bedsheets. Lazing in a pool of afternoon light, you lounge naked on the bed, sticky with various fluids. Bolt once more laps at your sex, as he has for ages, not really trying to make you cum, just savoring the sensation of your folds. You spread your legs again in invitation, but he declines, only slipping his tongue a little deeper. Lick after lick speeds your heartbeat again. You eventually teeter over the edge of an easy little orgasm, with only the energy to shudder and shift atop the sheets. Endorphins tempt you to lay back into another sensual stretch of euphoria, but behavior this good deserves a reward. With an irresistible smile, you pick him up and lay him on the bed to return the favor. That pretty red tip already peeks from his sheath, just waiting for you to coax it to full hardness. His crotch fur tickles your cheeks as you bob up and down his lovely length. You tease a similar long climax from him, drinking his cum in long, languid swallows. At long last, you fall asleep with you lips pressed to the opening of his sheath. You're still in the [[loft|Loft]].

<<set $location = "Loft">>Location: <<print $location>> You loop the rope through the pulleys, then drop half of it down the trapdoor. After going down to tie it around the AC unit, you come back up to observe your handiwork. <<set $pulleysRigged = "yes">><<set $haveRope = "no">> You're still in the [[loft|Loft]].

<<set $location = "Loft">>Location: <<print $location>> You pull on the rope with all your weight. The air conditioner lifts, but keeps catching corners on the edges of the trapdoor. You can't reach down to guide it through without letting grip on the rope. Looks like you'll need Bolt to hold the rope. You're still in the [[loft|Loft]].

<<set $location = "Loft">>Location: <<print $location>> You lay on the bed, reading some book from the 1950s you found in a thrift store. It's called Sirius and about a German Shepherd who can communicate with his human partner, an fiery and independent young woman. The book had a lot of promise...until they tried to have a sexual relationship, but she gave up due to "anatomical differences." You think she's just a quitter. Sex with a dog can't be that different from sex with a boy. The basic mechanics are the same, just with more stretching involved. And sure, you need to time it right to get the knot in, but even a pair of humans would have to practice sex, right? That's what you've heard, anyway. You start imagining Bolt as the protagonist and yourself as the young British love interest. You'd keep him by your side, especially during the war. Together you could steal a zeppelin or something. Even without heat vision, Bolt could keep you safe from Nazis--considering the number of tanks he blew up during the show. He could become the Allies' secret weapon, being the only dog ever enhanced with the experimental serum before it was lost. He'd be a war hero. That'd give those gossiping villagers something to talk about. Wait, wait. That's the plot of Captain America. You set the stupid book down. You're still in the [[loft|Loft]].

<<set $location = "Loft">>Location: <<print $location>> With a spike in your heartrate, you check that your little digital camera is charged. After checking that it has an empty memory card, you shuck your clothes. With a quick whistle, you call Bolt upstairs. A second later, he thunders up the ramp to the loft and stands at attention looking up at you, tail wagging. "Hey buddy." You pat him on the head, tossle his soft ears, then tilt your head toward the mattress. His athletic form climbs onto the bed with practiced ease. He lays on his side, watching your preparations. That furry white sheath plumps, as if he suspects he'll like what comes next. You'd love to touch it this very moment, but you have some setup to do. On the nightstand, you set up your video camera focused on the bed. You flip the screen so Bolt can see a live feed of his own crotch. His ears perk as he looks at it, then his body gives a shy squirm. You adjust the blinds for a little more lighting. You basically light it reverse of how a scene would normally be--dark, with only light on your back. After some testing, it completely hides your face. Perfect. Anonymous. Not that anyone but you and Bolt should ever see it, but a young celebrity can't be too careful. As you hop into bed, you glimpse yourself on camera: light blooms around your freckled shoulders, your hair a halo of molten copper. You caress the thin fur of his inner thighs. Your grasp strokes his sheath up and down, exposing the shiny red tip. Bolt whimpers in contentment and spreads his hind legs wider. Tongue lolling, he seems conflicted between watching the screen and getting lost in your eyes. His length juts from its sheath, hard, hot, irresistible... Climbing over his hips, you line him up for entry. Already wet, you sink down onto him. His heat blends with yours, stoking your passions. A whimper of joy announces he likes it too. His hips twitch up to yours, rocking your whole body. Those powerful paws press down on your thighs, urging you on. Bouncing on that thick dog cock, you squeak with pleasure. Your body takes all the length he has to offer. He fits just right. Hips jerking up into you, the dog writhes against the sheets. That thick knot of canine passion pushes into you, deeper, deeper-- Then, with an obscene and sacred squelch, he buries the tie inside you. You rock atop his hips to elicit every yip of bliss within him. His joyous yelp drives you over the edge; your frenzied body erupts into squirming orgasm, grinding fingertips across your pulsing clitoris. Climax quakes down your every nerve, your eyes rolling back on the thrill of clenching around Bolt's knot. Your dog hitches his hips, front paws braced on your thighs for leverage. His legs shiver against you, paws spread wide. Dog cream pulses against your walls, painting them the white heat of pleasure. A delicate howl graces his lips, head thrown back in primal passion. Gasping redhead and panting shepherd shiver one atop the other. Overwhelming by orgasms, your limbs entwine as you recover. Your every breath stirs his whiskers. Sunlight glints off his tags, shines off the love in his eyes. Once you stop panting, you lean down to plant a lazy kiss on velvet lips, hands caressing that pristine sheath; you chuckle as the canine hard-on twitches deep within you. Tied by flesh and bound by love, you collaspe to cuddle your lover. You stroke his stiff ears, whispering soul-felt truths. "Love you, Bolty. You're my good boy." By the way he snuggled up against you, tucking his chin to your shoulder to pull you just a little closer, you know he feels the same. [[You doze off|You doze off]].

<<set $location = "Loft">>Location: <<print $location>> <<if $haveMotor eq "yes" && $loftCool eq "no">>Penny has removed several important-looking parts from the ancient device, including the control panel. She kneels in front of it, working. You sit beside the toolbox and watch her with patient interest. She gives you a little smile, wiping a lock of sweat-dark hair from her face. Just like back on the show, except there you'd be superbarking missiles back at helicopters atop a Mayan temple while she worked. By taking out the mounting brackets for the old motor, she has just enough room to wedge the new one in. Once that's in place, she turns her attention to the wires dandling from the device. She looks around the floor, then to you. "Bolt, have you seen the wire-strippers?" You spot the plastic-coated handles of the wire stripper in the toolbox. Lifting several other mysterious things from it with your teeth, you manage to grab that as well. It tastes like fresh plastic. You want to chew it, but don't. Instead, you deliver it to your person. "Thanks buddy." She takes the tool and plays with your ears, the soft tang of her sweat teasing your nose. "I'm lucky to have such a smart doggy." You bask in her petting and praise, leaning against her breasts. I'm lucky to have you, Penny. After a few more minutes of work, Penny screws the case back together, slides it up a ramp of boards into the window, and stands back. "Here goes nothing..." Wiping her sweaty hands on her shirt, she turns a dial, activating the machine. The device rumbles to life, as you knew it would. Your person is very smart. Cold air flows from the machine's vents, with a slight artificial scent. Over the course of several minutes the base of operations cools to a pleasant temperature. <<set $loftCool = "yes">><<set $seekingLoftCool = "no">><<else>>This dusty artifact is roughly twice your size. It can't be a doomsday device, since it doesn't have one of those unreliable countdown timers. It might transform into a robot. You're pretty sure things transform like that, since one of Penny's friends has a jacket that transforms into a vest and two sleeve-tubes. She usually puts the tubes on your ears, for reasons you have yet to discover. Beside you, the floorboards creak as your person walks over. She kneels next to you, scratching your scruff. "Pretty beat up, huh? That fruitcake neighbor gave us 90% of a working air conditioner. It needs a motor for the fan, though." Ah, just like the time you had to steal a plasma blaster from a deadly cyborg athlete to relight the Olympic Flame. The two of you can certainly handle this mission. New mission objective! Decrease loft temperature.<<set $seekingLoftCool = "yes">><<endif>> You're still in the [[loft|Loft]].

<<set $location = "Loft">>Location: <<print $location>> You leap up and grip the rope in your teeth. It tastes dusty. With Penny's help, you drag it down, slowly raising the machine. Bracing against the bed, you hold it haul it higher while she guides it through the trapdoor. Soon it's dangling in the middle of the room. She flips the trap door shut and together you set the old machine down. <<set $acUnitLoft = "yes">><<set $seekingACUnitLoft = "no">> Biting air a few times to loosen your jaw back up, you look up at your smiling person. She pets you. "Good job, Bolty. Now we just have to fix it." Usually, ending up panting and sweating with your person in the loft is more fun. It's a good thing your person is basically the smartest person ever. You wouldn't know where to start fixing a device like this. After the machine apart, she lifts out a cylindrical metal component with dangling wires. "Well, this motor is shot. We'll have to find a replacement if we want to repair this." New mission objective! Find a replacement motor. <<set $seekingMotor = "yes">> You're still in the [[loft|Loft]].

<<set $location = "Loft">>Location: <<print $location>> You rub your muzzle against your person's legs. <<if $loftCool eq "no">> She cradles your muzzle and laughs with a hint of disappointment. "Buddy, it is way too hot up here for that." Her hand scratches at your scruff. "You've gotta be cooking under all that fur already." <<if $seekingLoftCool eq "no">> New mission objective! Decrease loft temperature.<<set $seekingLoftCool = "yes">><<endif>><<endif>><<if $loftCool eq "yes">> She reaches down and scratches under your chin. Your cheeks brush as she whispers in the tone she saves just for you. "You're such a good boy." Her arms slip around you. "My good boy." You squeeze closer to her, your front paws resting on her denim-covered thighs. Every part of you trembles at how right it feels to be close to her. The scent of her reassures you, bringing a smile to your lips and a thrill to your sheathed cock. ~[[Cuddle her]].<<endif>> You're still in the [[loft|Loft]].

<<set $location = "Loft">>Location: <<print $location>> You climb onto the bed, careful not to disturb her books. She keeps studying, but strokes your body with one gentle hand until you doze off. After a while, you feel her moving. ~[[Wake up]]. ~[[Continue to sleep]].

<<set $location = "Loft">>Location: <<print $location>> The air conditioner device makes strange noises as it kicks on and off. This, coupled with the fact that you and your person haven't slept in the loft in a while leaves you antsy. She gets up at one point and adjusts it, but then it just stays on all the time. The room gets cold, but you don't mind, since you have Penny to cuddle with. After a significant fidgeting, she strokes your face, feeling your breath. "Can't sleep either, huh buddy?" You shake your head, nose brushing the ends of her copper hair. "Walk?" A soft woof escapes your lips. "C'mon." She sits up and scritches under your chin with a chuckle. She gets changed and slips outside with you, avoiding the intruder sensors attached to the lights. Emerging from the chilled confines of the loft, the night air hangs hot against your fur. You walk together and come across a field of sufficient height to hide a white dog at night. Her hand brushes along the waist-high grass, then does same thing to your back. With the house almost hidden behind a hill, you sit down and watch the sky together. Countless points of diamond light glimmer against the deep, deep sky. Penny slips an arm around you. "Ever wonder if one of those stars has planets with life?" You wiggle close against her. Her body conforms to yours, your muzzle resting against her cheek, your legs against hers. "Maybe another girl is looking up at the stars right now, wondering the same thing, and maybe she's got her dog with her...and maybe he's got a boner too." You blush. Penny snickers, stroking a hand down your flank, cupping your balls. "Yeah, I think we both knew where this was going." You wag as she starts taking her clothes off. Starlight filters through the tall grass to dapple her freckled skin. Cool night air draws a shiver from her. ~[[Warm her up]]. ~[[Let her undress]].

<<set $location = "Loft">>Location: <<print $location>> You climb into bed. The day's exertions catch up to you, making the bed softer, the darkness deeper, and Penny's scent even sweeter. Sleep swathes you in gentle serenity as you lay curled at your person's side. Dreams drift in, only deliver a pair of soft kisses to your eyelids. "Keep your eyes shut, buddy." Waking, you wag as she scratches down your neck to play with your collar. It jingles, then slips free. You feel exposed, but trust her. You keep your eyes shut. Another jingle of metal, along with a rustle of fabric. At last, you feel the bed shift and your person giggles. She licks inside your ears, summoning heat to them. "Okay, you can look now, Bolt." You open your eyes to find Penny on all fours before you. Naked. Except for ears, a tail, and your collar. Your jaw drops. Normally, you're a tad more imperturbable, but the sight of her dressed like that sends your heart racing. Penny giggles, collar tags jiggling in the silver starlight. She sits up in a begging pose, squeaking Mr. Carrot against her breasts. "Ya like it, buddy?" Instinct commands you to leap onto her, to pin her against the bed and take her as your own. Instead, you find yourself immobilized, as if under a ton of pure Styrofoam. She prowls toward you, nuzzling into your soft, snowy fur. "C'mon, Bolty..." She teases Mr. Carrot around your exposed cock tip. Her breath breezes hot against the inside of your ear. "Isn't there something you want to do with me?" A smile and a weak wag is all you can manage. Her whispers drifted to your other ear. "You can do whatever you want with me. Whatever you..." A long slow lick against the naked flesh inside your ear, making you shiver. "...want." One long spritz of precum dribbles against your fur. Your cock slides from its sheath onto the ticklish fur of your belly. Without warning, Penny bounces toward you with a playful growl. You flail to your feet, frolicking across the bed with her. All the while, you're catching her scent, the scent of how much she wants you. At last, she turns around, presenting you with her haunches and fluffy white tail. You sniff down it, quivering with delight. Her taste greets your tongue as you lap across her pussy, tail bobbing against your forehead. Your person whimpers in front of you on hands and knees. The swollen lips of her slit throb against your tongue as she wiggles back against you. She glances back at you in the dim light, nibbling on the tip of the carrot toy and giving you her version of the dog face. "Please, buddy, make me yours." Unable to wait any longer, you mount her. Your paws grip her midriff as you lick your way up onto her back. As your hips jostle hers, you feel your erection ride up between her cheeks. ~[[Adjust trajectory.]] ~[[Engage!]]

<<set $location = "Loft">>Location: <<print $location>> Nothing in the world feels as good as hugging your person close, feeling her lift you to the bed. The two of you snuggle close, your muzzle tucked under her chin, your tongue lapping along her throat. She buried her face between your ears, kissing the top of your head. Her hands run down your sides, easing reassurance into your soul like nothing else in the world ever could. With her, you feel safe. With her, you dare to feel protected. She is your person, and you are her dog. Time drifts off, leaving you in the privacy each other's embrace. As you bask in her scent and touch, arousal stirs within you and, after a self-conscious wiggle, it wins out over modesty. Shifting, you expose your cock, brilliant red against your white fur. Your person smiles at the sight. Having her look at it makes you wag. You yelp in surprise as Penny scoops you up into her arms, depositing you on the bed. She embraces you like a fluffy white pillow and presses her lips to your ear. "So buddy, ya want me to suck you, or should I take you for a ride?" ~[[Yap once]]. ~[[Yap twice]].

<<set $location = "Loft">>Location: <<print $location>> With a sultry look, Penny rolls you on your back. She spreads your legs, delicate hands tracing down to your crotch. She plays with your balls for a moment before lowering her head. Soft noises accompany each kiss to your sheath's opening. You squirm as her tongue exposes further the tip of your cock, spreading wet warmth as your erection swells and emerges. [img[https://www.dropbox.com/s/wqyc5mf7w2i4blg/BoltPenny_BlowjobPOV.jpg?dl=1]] Fully exposed now, you lay back as she worships your throbbing shaft. Your person's hair flows over your flank in copper waves as she gives your cock long, loving sucks. One hand works your sheath up and down as the other cradles your balls. You wag against her modest breasts. You feel her shift, one hand leaving your equipment. Through pleasure-hazed eyes, you watch her rump lift up, legs spreading as she slides a hand past the waist of her jeans. Soft, steady noises join in the symphony of slurping; her fingers working deep within her as she suckles your cock. Your legs stretch out, toes splayed. Wave upon wave of delight washes over you. Shot after shot of canine cum coats in the inside of her mouth. Penny moans, long since used to taking your load. A few gulps, but some of your seed drips past her lips, oozing over her fingers like that slime you defeated at the Green-Eyed Man's secret research cavern. Drops of the substance drizzle into your fur, white on white, the only evidence the musky smell of your semen and the messy smile of your person. You're still in the [[loft|Loft]].

<<set $location = "Loft">>Location: <<print $location>> With a scoundrel's smile, she slides off her jeans, revealing pale, smooth legs. Silken panties flutter to the bed beside you, sending your brain spinning and your sturdy white tail drumming on the mattress. She straddles you. Her fingers curl under your muzzle, devotion in her deep brown eyes. Ears folding down in delight, paws raising up in desire, you lap at her wrist. Your person beams, grinding her hips against your furred crotch. Your heartbeat increases, blood racing to your growing cock. A touch of her cool fingertips on your emerging tip, then she strokes your sheath back and forth, tipping it against her clit. You caress her arm with a paw. Her hand skims through your chest fur. Her copper hair sweeps your cheek, a brush with her sweet scent. Her nose grazes your own, the contact making you shiver. A kiss as she guides you into her folds. You whimper in delight as she sinks onto your shaft. Her slit meets your sheath, easing it back with wet heat. Her hips press against yours, then lift, clutching you in her tight passage. Again and again she thrusts down onto you, taking as you deep as she can. As she bounces, your knot batters against her slit. One hand curls behind your knot, helping it sink deep inside her. Her labia close around the back of your knot. Your person squeaks with joy as you swell inside her. Your whole body shivers as her muscles clutch at you. Your hips buck against her, paws stretching out to meet the orgasm crashing upon you. Gush upon gush of rich canine cream courses up your penis into her. Your balls twitch, passion spurting up your length as devotion fills your heart. You tense against the bed as she bounces you both against it, your bodies tied by a swollen knot and clutching limbs. Spurt after spurt courses up into your person. Rubbing her clit in frantic ecstasy, she whips her head back with a cry of rapture. Limbs heavy with delight, afterglow saturates your drained body. Penny settles, panting, atop you. Scents and sensations overwhelm you: her sweat, her shirt, her breath. Tongue lolling in wonder, you sprawl against the bed. The two of you lie together for several minutes, freckled skin on snowy fur. You feel her shift, then hear click followed by a flash. Your eyes flutter open. Penny smiles down at you, camera in on hand, the other resting on your heart. "That's a keeper." You're still in the [[loft|Loft]].

<<set $location = "In Bed With Your Person">>Location: <<print $location>> <<if $haveCarrot eq "no">>Penny has snuggled against you, burying her face in your fur. A smile spreads across your muzzle as you wrap your paws around her in return. You are still in the [[loft|Loft]].<<endif>><<if $haveCarrot eq "yes">>You awaken to wet noises and a muffled squeaking. An familiar feminine scent tickles your nostrils, causing your sheath to tingle. Opening your eyes, you find your person working Mr. Carrot deep into her slit. Her face scrunches up in cute tension as she presses the toy inside; she gives a soft moan as she pulls it back out. She rolls to her side, her lips to your ear as she continues pleasuring herself. "Bolt..." The fevered need in her tone perks your ears even further. "Wanna help me out?" Heart thundering, tail whirring like a helicopter, you burrow under the covers and between her legs. You settle your teeth around the rubber toy, tugging the carrot by the stalk. A moan, and she squeezes against the pulling, a sharp squeak echoing through the loft. From her or the toy, you're unsure. You tug again and again, drooling at the taste of her on your lips. [img[https://www.dropbox.com/s/e06n0armhnfiv91/BoltPenny_CarrotTug.jpg?dl=1]] At last, Mr. Carrot squelches free, dripping with her juices. You snap your muzzle upward, chomping on the rubber toy. Her flavor floods your mouth: tangy and sweet. Her hands find your hips, gripping your haunches. She smiles up at up, hips wiggling with need. Your cock, halfway out of its sheath, dribbles precum into her pubic hair. Hips hitching forward, your erection rubs over her swollen, slick lips. She whimpers with pleasure at the friction. Her cool fingers settle upon your cock, adjusting your trajectory. The juicy heat of her passage welcomes your tip, along with a whine of need from your person. As you slide in, her tightness unsheathes you. Deeper and deeper you sink, until your sac rests against her. You draw back and sink in again, but the way she's laying makes it awkward. With a gymnast's flexibility, she arcs up, lifting you with her. Fighting the urge to jump off, you cling to her, trusting her, staying inside her all the while. With some effort, she tucks a pillow under her tight, muscled rump. As she settles down onto it, you feel her vagina shift around you, now at a better angle to accept your cock. You lean in, thrusting in more regular strokes. Your jaws chomp on the squeaky carrot with each thrust. She moves like an extension of your body, reacting to every little change in how you thrust. Thrust straight forward and she rocks a little from side to side, sighing as your cock slides around inside her. Drive straight down and she rolls her hips up, allowing you as deep as possible. All the while, Penny rubs at her clit as if the mission depends on it, which it does. "Oh Bolt..." A long moan, low and sweet, emanates from somewhere behind her smile. Her desperate hands ruffle your back fur. Her body arches up again, tensing under you, shaking with pleasure and need. Her chest is flushed, crimson as her hair, rising and falling as you plow deep into her. Her eyes screw shut as she cries out in ecstasy. Gasping at the sudden increase in wetness inside her, pride wells up in your throat. You might never have had your other powers, but at least this one has always been real. With a tender lick along her collarbone, you begin thrusting again. Penny lays back, savoring the feel of you every penetration. You watch as your cock sinks into her body, only to pull out again half a second later. Your knot pops in and out of her: a speed bump on your road of pleasure. ~[[Tie her]]. ~[[Don't tie]].<<endif>>

<<set $location = "In Bed With Your Person">>Location: <<print $location>> <<if $havephonePenny eq "no">>You awaken some time later to your person's arm around you, faint music dancing through the air. Penny is listening to her direct-to-brain music device beside you.<<endif>><<if $havephonePenny eq "yes">>You awaken some time later to the cool scent of the room and the warm fragrance of your person. Penny is texting on her personal communication device beside you.<<endif>> You are still in the [[loft|Loft]].

<<set $location = "In Bed with your Person">>Location: <<print $location>> Teeth clenched on the squeaky carrot, your body rolls atop hers. Her breasts shake, nipples rubbing through your thick white chest fur. Your bulging knot slams against her lips, grinding against her stiff clitoris. Your paws brace against her and the bed, in your superbark stance. Then, in one powerful motion, you sweep your hips forward and drive the knot inside her one last time. Penny gasps. Her folds stretch around your girth, then cling to the back of your knot. A tidal wave of pleasure crashes down on you, your muscular legs clutching her against you as thick canine cream rushes from your balls. A long squeak, desperate as your pleasure, issues from the toy in your teeth as the first spurt of seed splashes against her already-soaked passage. Another spurt of bliss paints her walls, then another. Your person moans and strokes your back, her ankles crossing above your tail, adoring you so deep within her. One last long spurt sprays her insides, leaving your penis to soak in your combined heat and the splendid silky feel of your beloved person. So deep are you buried in her that you can feel your sheath bunched up against her lips. Your tail dips in delight until it touches the fur of your balls, damp with Penny's sweat and juices. Worn weary by your efforts, you collapse atop her as if someone activated a gravity-doubling device. As the moments stretch into eternity, both of you regain your breath, though your hearts beat pressed together. You're still in the [[loft|Loft]].

<<set $location = "In Bed With Your Person">>Location: <<print $location>> Thrusting into your person, you keep your knot bouncing against her tender lips. At the apex of each thrust, you make sure to grind your knot against the eager nub at the top of her slit. Her wild gasps fill the loft. Her toes grip the sheets, her fingers your pelt as she shivers through another orgasm. Her head rolls back and forth against the pillow, rivulets of copper hair spilling across it. And, as those brown eyes meet yours, she gives you a look you know is just for you, know it by the pure devotion of your name on her lips. Balls twitching, body tensing, you shudder into her. Shot after shot of elation races through you, coating her vaginal walls. Clenching and writhing, Penny cannot contain your thick cream for long. Each tremor of delight flows up into her, then gushing around your shaft. You twitch as the last trembles of orgasm trace through you. Her chest rises and falls under yours, her breasts compressed by your weight. Her sweat clings to your fur, your doggy cum leaking out of her slit. A blob of it sliding from between her lips every time her muscles contract. "It's leaking out! Unhff..." Out of reflex, Penny reaches down to keep it from getting on the sheets, dainty fingers pale against her reddened slit. "Ohmygosh..." With a gentle bump of your nose, you move her hand away. You lap at the salty fluid as it dribbles from her, then delving deeper into her vagina. The taste becomes less like you and more like her the further up into her your tongue travels. Penny gasps, bucking against your muzzle. "Hah...wow..." [img[https://www.dropbox.com/s/lt6jexfzykqr8en/Both%20Lickjob.gif?dl=1]] A few final drips escape to the sheets, but your talented tongue sweeps them away. Highlights of your previous games flashing through your mind. Her shivering around your tongue, buried deep inside her. Lick after lick brings more of her tangy juices until she writhes once more against the tangled sheets, gasping and flushed. Limp against the mattress, your person pants. Her freckled skin shines in the sunlight, polished with a sheen of sweat. Her gaze remains on the ceiling, her mouth a dazed grin. You decide you'd better stop now that you've licked your person into a stupor. It's a good thing nobody's after us, Penny. Still sticky, you crawl next to her and nestle in against her naked body. With a lick of your lips, you smile. Your tastiness puts us at a tactical disadvantage. You are still in the [[loft|Loft]].

<<set $location = "Starlit Field">>Location: <<print $location>> As Penny kicks out of her pants, you nuzzle under the strap of her bra. She squeaks at your cold nose against her back, then turns to tackle you to the soft grass. Kisses rain down your body from lips to stomach to eager sheath. That wonderful tongue of hers traces inside to tease you, making you gasp with wonder. She straddles you. A billion stars shine down, none lighting up your life like your person's smile. You feel Penny grinding her feminine charms against your sheath as your tip emerges. Her panties ride up and down your exposed cock, the silky texture driving you to distraction. Juices dribble from your teased shaft and onto your stomach fur. Waves roll through the grassy field around you as her body rocks atop yours. Your paws brush her sides, letting her know how much you want this, how wonderful she makes you feel. You lick her collarbone as her delicate fingers stroke back your sheath. The flesh of your cock swells against her talented hand as she works your copious precum from knot to shaft to tip and back again. All the while, her panty-clad pussy works against your tucked-back sheath, just above your balls. Her hair, her breath, her wondrous scent wash down on you as you bask in a world of loving affection. With a moan, she leans forward, rubbing her clit hard against your canine bulge. Your hips answer with little thrusts, causing spurts of your precum and gasps from your person to heat the moment. With tender teeth, you lift her bra and lap her modest breasts--first one nipple, then the other. Penny shudders, arching atop you as orgasm jolts through her. Starlight hints at the flush you know must be rushing to her face and chest, just like yours must under your fur. Paws wrapping around her, you hold her, savoring the feel of her dampened panties against your shaft. Once she's recovered, you feel her hips start to move again. Her hands, smooth and cool, stroke your cock, lifting it against her silken panties. Fluids, both yours and hers, lubricate her efforts. No words intrude on the moment, only the shared language of your pleasure. Sitting back to watch you, her panties rub your sac as your tip brushes her stomach, painting the region with your lust. At long last, she gives your knot a firm squeeze, unleashing a avalanche of delight down on your body. Ribbons of white cream spurt on your snowy fur until your belly lies soaked with the evidence of your shared climaxes. Wind races across the field as your heartbeats slow together, her scent bathing your mind in soft intimacy. Breath catches up several minutes later. Helping her gather her clothes and shoes, you head back to the loft. ~[[Start Chapter 3]].

<<set $location = "Starlit Field">>Location: <<print $location>> Penny rolls her shoulders, shrugging from the supple fabric of her shirt. Deft fingers unsnap her bra, revealing the untanned flesh of her breasts to the night. She unzips her fly and slides the waist of her jeans down in one smooth, easy motion. Her delicate panties follow, pale fabric set aglow in the starlight, falling like a shooting star to her ankles. With a blush of exhilaration, she steps out of her shoes, standing before you naked and beautiful. Moonlight washes down her curves, casting gold to her auburn hair and freckled alabaster to her fair-skinned shoulders. Her trim waist and muscled legs speak of your countless walks and runs together, while the tantalizing scent of her arousal reminds you of other, more intimate activities. Her hands, nervous and slender, find your face as she kneels before you. After the space of a smile, she tackles you. Together, you roll through the cool grass, wrapped in the heat of her body. Her crotch rubs your fur and leaves traces of her lust against your pure white fur. She ends up on her back with you on top. Her smiling eyes glimmer up at you, catching the starlight and directing it straight into your soul. You nuzzle her soft cheek, whimpering with joy at her arms around you. Her face presses in the fur of your shoulder. "Please buddy, take me." Tail swishing out of control, you hop off her as she gets on all fours. Her tight, muscled rump and powerful back curve caressed in starlight. A single shot of precum dribbles from your exposed cock. You mount her, smiling at the feel of her body under yours. Grass stems brush her bare legs and tickle your paws. "No tying, Bolt." She cradles your balls, stroking the thin fur. "We've got to stay covert." You nod against her back. Her frantic hand guides you to the sticky warmth of her slit. Adrenaline fuels your thrusts as you sink into her. Wave on wave of grass rolls past you as your body rises and falls atop hers. With only the stars as witness, you proclaim your love for your person in the language of desperate licks, dripping humps, and carnal moans. Penny cries out in passion as you ride her. She bends down, spreading her legs wider. You know her plan in an instant--changing the angle of your thrusts to smack her clit with your growing knot. Her tunnel clenches along your member, squishing fluid onto your balls, her public hair. Messy doesn't matter here, though: no bedsheets to dirty. Heavy dribbles of your juices ease your thrusts as hot walls cling to your withdrawals. Your flesh slaps against hers until she grips the blowing grass in both hands, howling her passion for you to the night. Not even slowing as she orgasms, you mate your beloved person, craving the feel of your seed gushing within her. As her moans fade to gasping, you feel the cool of her fingers against your knot. She fondles, she rubs, she toys with your bunched-back sheath, then at last comes a vigorous squeeze. Yowling with delight, you begin spurting as her hand and pussy both grip your member in pure pleasure. Pumping her full of thick canine seed, you whine and grip her with your forepaws, hind paws stretching straight against the sod. Liquid heat flows around your cock, collecting where her lips kiss your knot and dribbling in heavy dollops to the ground. Taking several minutes to recover, she strokes your pristine fur as your combined juices spatter the soil. The moments pass like clouds across the moon until you both begin to stir in each other's embraces and from the haze of your climaxes. Passion's fire having faded, the winds of a summer night now chill her naked, sweaty flesh. As she collects her clothes, you lick clean her pleasure-swelled pussy, then head back inside together. ~[[Start Chapter 3]].

<<set $location = "Loft">>Location: <<print $location>> <<set $chapter = 3>> <<set $player = "Penny">> You wake up in the loft, Bolt nestled under your arm. On the nightstand, the phone vibrates. You fumble it into your hand, opening bleary eyes to a text message. Mom: Rise and shine, dear! I need a ride to the airport. With a groan, you pry yourself from your canine's side. For a moment, you consider waking him up. He wiggles his nose against the pillow, legs twitching in adventurous dreams. You leave him to his adorable sleep. Throwing on some clothes, you stagger down to the main level and outside into the sunrise light. No one should be awake this early. It feels even earlier to someone who was up all night having sex with her dog. Car keys in hand, you slump into the house to find your mother overbrimming with caffeinated enthusiasm. She's already chattering about all events she'll be attending at the conference. Better to get this over with. You help cram her luggage into your car and brush the white hair off your front seats. Mom hops in excited. You turn the key, back out of the driveway, and [[rumble off down the gravel road|Drop Mom off at the airport]].

<<set $location = "Your Car">>Location: <<print $location>> Together, you drag her giant black suitcase from the backseat of your car. Standing in the loading zone pavement, Mom pats you on the shoulder. "Thanks for the ride, honey. Try to have fun while I'm gone." A thrill of anticipation races through you. "Oh, I'm sure we'll think of something." "But no wild paries." She gives you a look of gentle teasing. "And no boys over." "When have I ever brought boys home?" You give her a wry look. "Bolt would get jealous." "Poor Bolt." With a laugh, Mom kisses you on the cheek and hauls her massive wheeled suitcase off into the airport entrance. "See you next Tuesday, kiddo!" Still, mission accomplished: Mom's gone for the weekend. <<set $momGone = "yes">><<set $seekingMomGone = "no">> Still groggy, you weave your way out of the drop-off zone and drive home on autopilot. Even in this sleepy state, your mind can't help but think of all the sexy things you'd like to do with Bolt while she's gone. By the time you pull into the driveway, you decide the best way of getting the weekend started is [[sneaking into the loft to surprise him|Sneak into the loft]].

<<set $location = "Loft">>Location: <<print $location>><<set $player = "Bolt">><<set $chapter = 4>> Still tingly from all the nice stuff you just did with Penny, you wake up in her arms. Your member slips free and retreats back into its sheath. Nice as it feels, you kind of have to pee. A soft moan rises from your person as you wiggle free, but she doesn't actually wake up. You look at her for a second. She's really pretty, especially without her clothes. You go outside and take care of business. With Penny's mom out of the house, Penny will have a much broader range of mission options. Your current location is the [[yard|Yard]].<<set $locationMittens = "living room">>

<<set $location = "Loft">>Location: <<print $location>> A few eager thrusts between the cleft of her rump, each one accompanied by a squeak of the toy between her teeth. With practiced ease, you press into her yielding folds. Penny whines in joy as your tip enters her, begging for more. Paws gripping tight, you thrust forward, sinking deep in her luscious folds. You growl; she gasps, clenching on your shaft as Mr. Carrot drops from her mouth. Wet noises accompany your every move as again and again you slam into your person. She glances back at you, blushing, panting, craving you more with each thrust. "Am...am I your good girl?" ~[["Woof!"]]

<<set $location = "Loft">>Location: <<print $location>> Your ample precum pools against her anus as you rub your tip around it. Up toward her tail, down toward her slid. She moans, graceful back arching, floppy ears dangling back. Once it feels like you can't get her any slicker, you press in. "Whoa, buddy, aren't you a little--oooooooohhhhh..." Penny shivers under you, trying to relax. Her entrance is still tight, though. Tight enough that you have to move your paws onto her calves for leverage. She groans and whimpers as her sphincter stretches around your girth. "Ohmygosh!" She clenches around you, then manages to relax again. "Tell me the knot's in." All you can offer is a sympathetic lick. The base of her poofy tail brushes against your cock as you ease deeper. Several inches later, your knot reaches her, pressing into her. "Ooooooooooohh! Bolt!" Your person grasps a pillow, spreading her legs wider, trying to grant you full access. Front paws hooked around her midriff, you grind your knot against her anus, stretching the ring of muscle, massaging your way in. Thin streams of your precum squirt her insides. A familiar squeaking greets your ears. Mr. Carrot. In the dim light, you see one of her hands rub between her legs, eliciting squeaks and gasps. Her folded canine ears sway in the starlight. Nuzzling her collar, you work your hips against her until tense whines turn to pleasured pants. Only then do you pull her tight against you, spreading wide her opening as your canine bulge sinks in. Penny yelps and stammers, then shudders as you pop into her. A desperate squeak issues forth from Mr. Carrot, and her anus clenches against the back of your knot, your weak point. Pleasure crashes down on you. With your person gasping your name under you, your balls twitch, pulses of semen spraying into her. Knot swelling to its fullest, you bask in the bliss of filling her with thick dog sperm. Shot after shot races into her as her hips grind against yours. When the moment passes, stars dance before you in the dark of the loft. Heavy breaths, the rush of your heart, and the occasional patter of juices down to the sheet comprise the only sounds in the room. ~[[Be very happy with your person.|Game end]]

<<set $location = "Loft">>Location: <<print $location>> You woof in approval and give her a soft lick under the collar, followed by hard thrusts deep into her clenching folds. Your tags clink around her neck with each thrust. Funny how you don't notice the sound when you wear them, but coming from her the jingling makes you drool. Your jaws seize on the collar, yanking it for leverage as you hump her harder. [img[https://www.dropbox.com/s/yw9vi82w9uyar5r/BoltPenny_Tail%26Ears.jpg?dl=1]] Her breasts sway against your front paws. You ride her so hard Mr. Carrot tumbles, unseen, to the floor with a squeak. All the while, your person whimpers for more. "Tie me, Bolty? Please? Oh please, Bolt, I need it..." Her desperation stirs your own need--your knot wedges past her slit, only to force it just as wide as it emerges. At last, you drive hard once more into her, tying her, claiming your person with abandon. A yelp of ecstasy escapes her lips. Her passage flutters all along your cock, drawing a howl from deep in your soul as thick canine cream races from your balls. Your legs stretch out against the sheets as wave on wave of semen spurts against her walls, painting them the white-hot hue of your lust. Every heartbeat swells your knot tighter in her, every pulse of sperm splashing a shiver through her body. Your person cranes up under you, those floppy ears swaying, that silky tail pressed aside by your hips. When your spurts ebb to dribbles, when the last tremble of orgasm quivers through you both, you relax atop your person. Breathing together, you revel in the heat of each other's passion, letting it soak your fur like summer sunlight in the night's dark. Sweat mists her freckled back, clinging to your nose as you nuzzle this beautiful being bound to you. You love her always, in all ways, and knowing she loves you just as much means more to you than superpowers ever could. The world blends into a single sweet dream as you drift off together, flesh sated, souls entwined. ~[[Be very happy with your person.|Game end]]

<<set $location = "On the Road">>Location: <<print $location>> Penny double-checks the impressive inventory she's managed to pack into her somewhat-dented transport. You sit watching in the passenger seat, as she packs even more stuff around you. Her bathroom bag and some snacks get set on the suitcase in front of you. The scent of her perfume and the food at the same time stirs up two different kinds of hungers inside you. You're a good dog, though, so you sit up at attention: ears up, muzzle forward. She hops into the driver's seat beside you, then flashes you a smile that makes your tail thump against the cushions. "Ready buddy?" You yap happily. Her mom reaches in through the roll-down window. "Drive safe! And call me when you get there! And Bolt, you be good." Your person rolls her eyes. "He's always good." A tiny whine of happiness escapes your throat. Her mom walks back to the porch. At her feet, Mittens is looking on with a smug grin, like she knew this was coming all along. Under her elbow, Rhino is waving a tearful goodbye. Penny fires up the engine and drops the transport into gear, which then roars out of the driveway, shooting dust and gravel behind. Her mom crosses her arms; she never did like Penny driving at reasonable speeds. Pulling onto the highway with only a little screech from the tires, she takes a deep breath. You're going off to college together. The two of you did reconnaissance there a few months ago. A college is a large park with a bunch of interesting-smelling buildings on it. Seems like a place to have adventures. She even secured a base of operations in an apartment nearby. You used the mom transport to bring her bed there a couple days ago. You're pretty sure it survived the trip just fine, but your person seemed pretty eager to test it out once you got there. Her gentle fingers stroke your ears. "You're my good boy, Bolty." You whimper with pure joy as your muzzle rubs on her shoulder. I love you, Penny. "Love you too, buddy." She smiles at the rising sun. The light kisses her freckled cheeks. The road rolls on before you, just like it did on your mission to find her. This time, though, she's with you--so the trip will be even better. You're a little sad to see the house go, but you'll be back to visit. Home is a smile. Home is a good scratch under the chin. Home is snuggling up after you give each other the most wonderful feelings in the world. Home is where your person is. And your person is on the way to new adventures. You wag. You can't wait. ~ ~ ~

<<set $location = "Penny's Bedroom">>Location: <<print $location>> <<if $haveCode eq "yes">>The lid pops open!<<set $boxOpen eq "yes">> The box is full of mission files. They show you and Penny in various states of accomplishing missions. More than a few are sticky situations. When you're done looking at the mission files, you put the photos back in the box, close it, and push it back under the bed. You're still in [[Penny's bedroom]]. <<else>>The lid doesn't budge. You have been defeated by this container. <<set $seekingCode = "yes">> You're still in [[Penny's bedroom]]. <<endif>>

<<set $location = "Loft">>Location: <<print $location>> Padding the ladder in your socks, you strip off your clothes, then sit on the edge of the bed to admire Bolt for a moment. You didn't have to worry about waking him; the dog's set to snooze, back legs splayed in an undignified manner. His assets are on tempting display. Smooth stomach fur leads to a snowy sheath and plump white-furred sack. He's so modest when awake, you feel no shame about ogling him now. Suppressing a giggle, you slip into bed with him, adoring the feel of your canine lover's pelt against your naked skin. The white canine doesn't wake up, though he does snuggle against you with a happy little whimper, rolling to press his back to you. Hugging him close, you find peace in his fluffy warmth. Your hand trails down his flank, cupping his balls and curling around that delicate sheath. Bolt stirs as you start to stroke him, then glanced up at you with those loving brown eyes. His tail swishes at your knees. That lovely canine length grows in your grasp. Jerking faster, you nuzzle at his ears. Silky fur sweeps along your lips, teasing your into nibbling at them with infinite gentleness. He bucks against your hand, panting with passion, whimpering with need. Knowing your pal is teetering on the edge of climax, you drag your tongue along the pink inside of his ear. His whole body responds. A shiver of tension washes through him. His legs stick out straight, pressing against the weight of impending orgasm. At the last moment, you clutch him, roll him onto you, and hold him tight as he shoots into air. Spray after spray of doggy cream falls back down on your hand. As he delivers you lazy licks of thanks to your throat, you can't help but smile at what else you've got planned for him today. You're still in the [[loft|Loft]].

Mission Simulator 2.0 Story by <a href="http://www.furaffinity.net/user/tempo321" target="_blank">Tempo</a> Art by <a href="http://www.furaffinity.net/user/slate" target="_blank">Slate</a> Music control <<click "Play ">><<audio "theme" fadein loop play>><</click>> - <<click "Stop ">><<stopallaudio>><</click>> Chapter <<print $chapter>> You are <<print $player>>. <<if $player eq "Penny">>[img[https://www.dropbox.com/s/itxbha4tgo1uxoy/Penny%20icon.png?dl=1]]<<else>>[img[https://www.dropbox.com/s/vb8n8keav5gxlmg/Bolt%20icon.jpg?dl=1]]<<endif>>

Location: <<print $location>> <<if $player eq "Penny">>Things to do:<<if $seekingPhonePenny eq "yes">> Find your phone.<<endif>><<if $seekingACUnitLoft eq "yes">> Get the broken air conditioner up to the loft.<<endif>><<if $seekingMomGone eq "yes">> Get Mom out of the house.<<endif>><<if $seekingLoftCool eq "yes">> Cool down the loft somehow.<<endif>><<if $seekingNewVideo eq "yes">> Film a personal porno with Bolt.<<endif>><<if $seekingCharger eq "yes">> Find your Mom's laptop charger.<<endif>><<if $seekingNewVideo eq "no" && $seekingLoftCool eq "no" && $seekingMomGone eq "no" && $seekingPhonePenny eq "no" && $seekingCharger>> Nothing.<<endif>> <<back>><<endif>><<if $player eq "Bolt">>Objectives:<<if $seekingKeys eq "yes">> Find Penny's keys.<<endif>><<if $seekingMotor eq "yes">> Find a replacement motor for the AC unit.<<endif>><<if $seekingPhonePenny eq "yes">> Help your person find her communication device.<<endif>><<if $seekingPhotos eq "yes">> Find the three missing photos.<<endif>><<if $seekingMomGone eq "yes">> Get Mom out of the house.<<endif>><<if $seekingCode eq "yes" && $haveCode eq "no">> Find the code to access old mission files.<<endif>><<if $seekingLoftCool eq "yes">> Cool down the loft.<<endif>><<if $seekingLoftCool eq "no" && $seekingMomGone eq "no" && $seekingPhonePenny eq "no" && $seekingMotor eq "no" && $seekingCode eq "no" && $seekingKeys eq "no" && $seekingPhotos eq "no">> Nothing.<<endif>> Situation report:<<if $loftCool eq "yes">> The loft is cool now.<<else>> The loft is too hot to sleep in.<<endif>><<if $boltMessy eq "yes">> Your fur is messy.<<endif>><<if $lockInstalled eq "yes">> The loft is secure.<<endif>><<if $havePhonePenny eq "yes">> Penny has her phone.<<else>> Your person is missing her phone.<<endif>><<if $haveEars eq "yes">> Penny now has cute canine ears.<<endif>><<if $haveTail eq "yes">> Penny now has a silky white tail.<<endif>><<if $momGone eq "yes">> Penny's mom is out of the house.<<endif>> <<back>><<endif>>

<<if $player eq "Penny">>Stuff on hand:<<if $havePhonePenny eq "yes">> Your phone.<<endif>><<if $haveRope eq "yes">> Some rope.<<endif>><<if $haveEars eq "yes">> Those prop ears from the show.<<endif>><<if $haveTail eq "yes">> That prop tail from the show.<<endif>><<if $haveHeatScent eq "yes">> A bottle of artificial heat scent.<<endif>><<if $haveChargerPenny eq "yes">> Your Mom's laptop charger.<<endif>><<if $haveChargerPenny eq "no" && $havePhonePenny eq "no" && $haveEars eq "no" && $haveTail eq "no" && $haveHeatScent eq "no">> Nothing.<<endif>> <<back>><<endif>><<if $player eq "Bolt">>Inventory:<<if $haveMissionFiles eq "yes">> You have the mission files.<<endif>><<if $haveMotor eq "yes" && $loftCool eq "no">> You have the motor.<<endif>><<if $haveCarrot eq "yes">> You have your old buddy Mr. Carrot.<<endif>><<if $havePinwheel eq "yes">> You have the pinwheel.<<endif>><<if $haveStick eq "yes">> You have the stick.<<endif>><<if $havePhoneBolt eq "yes">> You have your person's phone.<<endif>><<if $haveCode eq "yes">> You have the code to the mission files.<<endif>><<if $haveLock eq "yes">> You have the lock.<<endif>><<if $seekingPhotos eq "yes">> You have <<print $photoCount>> of the 3 missing photos.<<endif>><<if $haveCarrot eq "no" && $seekingPhotos eq "no" && $havePinwheel eq "no" && $haveEars eq "no" && $haveTail eq "no" && $haveStick eq "no" && $havePhoneBolt eq "no" && $havePhonePenny eq "no" && $haveCode eq "no" && $haveLock eq "no">> Nothing.<<endif>> <<if $photoCount gte 1>> You've found <<print $photoCount>> mission files.<<endif>> <<back>><<endif>>

Cheats enabled. <<set $mute = "yes">> <<set $seekingDropOffBooks = "yes">> <<set $pennyHasEaten = "yes">> <<set $boltHasEaten = "yes">> <<set $momSaidLeaving = "yes">> <<set $seekingMotor = "yes">> <<set $haveRope = "yes">> <<set $seekingACUnitLoft = "yes">> <<set $pulleysRigged = "yes">> <<set $acUnitLoft = "yes">> <<set $momGoneTemp = "yes">> <<set $seekingKeys = "yes">> <<set $haveMail = "yes">> <<set $haveKeys = "yes">> <<set $haveChargerMom = "yes">> <<set $haveChargerPenny = "yes">> <<set $seekingCharger = "yes">> <<set $mittensCollarTalk = "yes">> <<set $locationMittens = "outside">> <<set $mittensGone = "yes">> <<set $seekingMittensGone = "yes">> <<set $treatInBowl = "yes">> <<set $momSaidGetPhone = "yes">> <<set $location = "Penny's Bedroom">> <<set $seekingNewVideo = "yes">> <<set $haveMotor = "yes">> <<set $haveCarrot = "yes">> <<set $haveEars = "yes">> <<set $haveTail = "yes">> <<set $haveStick = "yes">> <<set $havePhoneBolt = "yes">> <<set $havePhonePenny = "yes">> <<set $haveMissionFiles = "no">> <<set $seekingPhonePenny = "yes">> <<set $codeEntered = "null">> <<set $seekingCode = "yes">> <<set $haveCode = "yes">> <<set $haveLock = "yes">> <<set $loftCool = "yes">> <<set $momGone = "yes">> <<set $rhinoGone = "yes">> <<set $boltMessy = "yes">> <<set $lockInstalled = "yes">> <<set $haveHeatScent = "yes">> <<set $seekingLoftCool = "yes">> <<set $seekingMomGone = "yes">> <<set $seekingRhinoGone = "yes">> <<set $seekingPhotos = "yes">> <<set $player = "Penny">> <<set $chapter = 1>> <<set $photoCount = 5>> <<set $fridgeCheck = "yes">> <<set $boxOpen = "yes">> <<set $nightOrDay = "day">> You have the motor. Is set to <<print $haveMotor>>. Set to: [[NO|Cheat][$haveMotor = "no"]] Set to: [[YES|Cheat][$haveMotor = "yes"]] You have your old buddy Mr. Carrot. Is set to <<print $haveCarrot >>. Set to: [[NO|Cheat][$haveCarrot = "no"]] Set to: [[YES|Cheat][$haveCarrot = "yes"]] You have the pinwheel. Is set to <<print $havePinwheel >>. Set to: [[NO|Cheat][$havePinwheel = "no"]] Set to: [[YES|Cheat][$havePinwheel = "yes"]] Penny now has cute canine ears. Is set to <<print $haveEars >>. Set to: [[NO|Cheat][$haveEars = "no"]] Set to: [[YES|Cheat][$haveEars = "yes"]] Penny now has a silky white tail. Is set to <<print $haveTail >>. Set to: [[NO|Cheat][$haveTail = "no"]] Set to: [[YES|Cheat][$haveTail = "yes"]] You have the stick. Is set to <<print $haveStick >>. Set to: [[NO|Cheat][$haveStick = "no"]] Set to: [[YES|Cheat][$haveStick = "yes"]] You have your person's phone. Is set to <<print $havePhoneBolt >>. Set to: [[NO|Cheat][$havePhoneBolt = "no"]] Set to: [[YES|Cheat][$havePhoneBolt = "yes"]] Penny has her phone. Is set to <<print $havePhonePenny >>. Set to: [[NO|Cheat][$havePhonePenny = "no"]] Set to: [[YES|Cheat][$havePhonePenny = "yes"]] Your person is looking for her phone. Is set to <<print $seekingPhonePenny >>. Set to: [[NO|Cheat][$seekingPhonePenny = "no"]] Set to: [[YES|Cheat][$seekingPhonePenny = "yes"]] You have the code to the mission files. Is set to <<print $haveCode >>. Set to: [[NO|Cheat][$haveCode = "no"]] Set to: [[YES|Cheat][$haveCode = "yes"]] You have the lock. Is set to <<print $haveLock>>. Set to: [[NO|Cheat][$haveLock = "no"]] Set to: [[YES|Cheat][$haveLock = "yes"]] The loft is cool now. Is set to <<print $loftCool>>. Set to: [[NO|Cheat][$loftCool = "no"]] Set to: [[YES|Cheat][$loftCool = "yes"]] Mom has left. Is set to <<print $momGone>>. Set to: [[NO|Cheat][$momGone = "no"]] Set to: [[YES|Cheat][$momGone = "yes"]] Rhino is out of the house. Is set to <<print $rhinoGone>>. Set to: [[NO|Cheat][$rhinoGone = "no"]] Set to: [[YES|Cheat][$rhinoGone = "yes"]] You are messy. Is set to <<print $boltMessy>>. Set to: [[NO|Cheat][$boltMessy = "no"]] Set to: [[YES|Cheat][$boltMessy = "yes"]] The loft is secure. Is set to <<print $lockInstalled>>. Set to: [[NO|Cheat][$lockInstalled = "no"]] Set to: [[YES|Cheat][$lockInstalled = "yes"]] Penny would like to film a porno with you. Is set to <<print $seekingNewVideo>>. Set to: [[NO|Cheat][$seekingNewVideo = "no"]] Set to: [[YES|Cheat][$seekingNewVideo = "yes"]] You've found <<print $photoCount>> mission files. It's now <<print $nightOrDay>>. Set to: [[Night|Cheat][$nightOrDay = "night"]] Set to: [[Day|Cheat][$nightOrDay = "day"]] ~Go to [[Penny's bedroom]].

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<<set $location = "Kitchen">>Location: <<print $location>> You check that the scene is secure, then, with a careful paw and your nose for leverage, you pry open the cryogenic food container. Strictly speaking, you don't have clearance to get your own food out of the fridge like this. With that in mind, you look for something no one will miss. You're forced to pass up on a few meats and cheeses, even though they smell really tasty. You already get blamed sometimes for the things Rhino eats. You catch sight of something way, way in the back. You nose aside a plastic bin of meatloaf and inspect it. It's small, and blue, and smells really interesting. Normally, you'd stick to your usual regiment of high-performance kibble and whatever your person sneaks you under the table, but Mittens claims dogs eat mysterious food all the time. She usually has pretty good intel. ~[[Eat the unidentified cheese.]] ~[[Don't eat the unidentified cheese.]]

<<set $location = "Dream">>Location: <<print $location>> You wag as he gets to his feet, snuggling up against his flank. He's always been such a solid, dependable presence; you've never had to worry about being embarrassed in front of him, or hiding what you wanted. You run your head under his chin, then your spine, in a catlike gesture you've always liked to use on him. He grunts at the attention and retaliates with a nip to your tail base. You're awfully frisky today, partner. Have something in particular in mind? You jump and whimper, tail flagging, practically trotting in place with pent-up energy. I-I'm not sure. I just want to, you know... You trail off, tail drooping helplessly. The bigger dog smirks, approaching you. He rolls his eyes, pretending to ponder as he nuzzles your hindquarters. Hmm. I believe I can be of assistance. The question is, how do you want it? Do you want me to lick you? Or maybe I should mount you? Get my knot in you, make you howl? His breath is hot on your sheath, soaking through the thin fur. You feel your tip slipping out, receiving a single long, loving lick... and then nothing, as the big dog pulls back, returning to your side, nuzzling the back of your neck. We should go find Penny. You mentor rumbles, a growl of anticipation. I always need her help when you get like this. That's the best idea you're heard all day. With a yip of unrestrained enthusiasm, you turn to bound toward the living room, a chuckling Thunderbolt hot on your heels. Penny is slumped on the couch in the mostly-darkened living room, blinking bleary and bored as she flips channels. She hasn't noticed the two of you coming in, so you have a moment to decide how to proceed. ~[[Pounce her|Pounce Her]]. ~[[Ask Thunderbolt]].

<<set $location = "Dream">>Location: <<print $location>> The older dog heaves himself up onto all fours. You watch the muscles dance under the sleek pelt on his shoulders and a thought strikes you. Thunderbolt is the one who taught you about all this stuff, so naturally he's the one taking the lead most of the time. But today, the momentum is yours, and you see an opportunity before you. Before the brown shepherd can react, you spring forward, draping your forepaws over the sloping ridge of his back. You open your jaws to grip him by the scruff of the neck, but stop short. What if you hurt him? You're just playing, after all. You settle for more of a sustained nibble, taking a fold of tough, fur-covered skin in your front teeth and pinching gently. Thunderbolt looks over his shoulder at you, blinking in bemusement. After a moment, he breaks out a sly grin. Pup, are you trying to dominate me? You blink back at him, gnawing indecisively at his nape. ...Yesh? He smirks. That's adorable. With an almost-casual shrug of his shoulders, he escapes your inescapable hold and leaves you stumbling like a puppy, weight resting on empty air. By the time you scramble back to your feet, he's facing you, nose inches from yours, ears perked forward in confidence. Before you can salvage the situation, he's darted forward and licked you between the eyes, in that peculiar way he does that makes you feel treasured and humbled at the same time. Your ears droops a fraction, flushing deep pink inside. You shake your head. No! You had a plan! However, as Thunderbolt prowls around you, head down and grinning, you feel your confidence beginning to wane. Your mentor is bigger than you, older...sexier. From long experience, you know what he wants, know how good it will feel. Just the thought of it makes your sheath swell a little more. Thunderbolt caresses his flank against yours, burying his nose in your scruff and inhaling. He exhales a little hum of satisfaction, as though he enjoys smelling you, his voice deep and husky against the back of your ear. I have an idea for you, pup. Why don't you lie on your back for me? ~[[Do as you're told|Do As You're Told]]. ~[[Put up a playful resistance.|Resist]].

<<set $location = "Dream">>Location: <<print $location>> Trusting and obedient, you do as your mentor asks. Thunderbolt has never led you wrong, and you were looking for a change of pace, after all. You tuck a shoulder and tumble onto your back, fighting the reflex to turn it into a full combat roll and wind up back on your feet. Your sheath bobs on your belly, tip exposed, but that's okay. There isn't a single inch of you that Thunderbolt doesn't know by sight, touch, and taste. Well, isn't this a pretty picture? Thunderbolt prowls over to you, licking his lips as he eyes your emerging member. I'd say you look good enough to eat, partner. You barely have time to process this comment before he descends on you, tongue flashing out against your emerging member. You moan and arch into the particularly succulent tongue-bath, your cock spilling obediently from its sheath as his drool floods your belly fur. Before long, he's got you adding to the mess yourself, precum drizzling down your length and lightly spattering Thunder's muzzle. The sudden chill of air alerts you that the older dog has stopped. Blinking rapidly to regain your senses, you see him tilting his head at your gleaming cock, as though appraising it. His own member is out and hard, dripping anticipation onto the floor tiles. You bring your paws up to your chest, ears pinned back in confusion. A tiny whine escapes your muzzle. What... what are you doing? The older dog flashes a roguish grin as he steps up over you, long, stately legs framing your boxy torso. He caresses your chest and squats, brushing his balls against your member on their way past. Then he's leaning back, wriggling his rump about until you feel your member press up under his tail. He grins as you jump in surprise. What’s the matter? Isn’t this what you wanted? Your ears flap like the wings of a bird, torn between up and down. I guess, but I didn't—ooooh. Your reservations go out the window as he eases down, tight warmth enveloping your tip. Mmm. Thunderbolt pants, preening. With a wriggle, he sinks himself down further on your extra-slick member, slowly allowing you to fill him. He still looks totally composed, as though this were something you did every day.Been a dog's age since I did this. He wiggles his hips. How're you holding up, pup? This is awesome! You grit out, humping back up against his weight. He's tight, incredibly tight, even tighter than Penny is back there. You nearly lose your mind when your mentor begins to bounce, slowly working more and more of you into him. Your hero grins at your helplessness, panting hard. His balls settle on your sopping belly fur as he bottoms out against your sheath, only to climb back up so he can do it again. How is he moving so slowly? You would be going crazy in his position! He pauses his slow bouncing altogether to lean in close, his hot breath ruffling your cheek fur. I like this too, pup. We can do this again sometime, if you ask nicely. Then he's kissing you, hot and deep, your teeth allowing access as his broad, strong tongue presses into your muzzle. He resumes his bouncing when you start to kiss back, sliding his tail hole along your straining member. His balls rest heavy against your light-furred stomach. His bright red erection thumps against your belly with every downstroke, but when you reach a paw down to caress it makes him jump, which makes him clench, which makes your brain stop working. No need for that, champ, His eyes twinkle. This is all about you, okay? Just need to get this all taken care of... You don't need to ask what he means. Your knot is swelling fast, and with every downstroke the bigger dog is pressing a little harder, trying to get it inside him. A final push, a little grunt from your horny hero, and suddenly incredible tightness grips all around you, squeezing your sensitive knot from all angles. Ecstacy. Your world crumbles into pleasure as your balls contract, knot throbbing, shaft twitching, flooding your mentor with hot canine cream. It has nowhere to go inside him, so you feel the pressure building as his passage trembles around you, drawing out even more of your cum. You crack your eyes in the midst of your climax to see Thunderbolt wriggling in uncharacteristic frustration—quivering paws struggle to hold him up as his engorged cock throbs into your belly fur. Half-dreamy, you reach out with a forepaw to caress it, even though he told you not to worry about it. You want to make him feel good. It's like setting off a bomb. The bigger shepherd spasms everywhere, including around your knot, yelping as ropes of hot, musky semen fire from his tip. In seconds, you're plastered with it, all over your chest and belly, stray droplets dangling from your whiskers and ears. You settle into post-climax, enjoying the feel of Thunder around your cock and the scent of his seed all around you. His tongue begins to groom you clean, a process you suspect will require Penny's assistance and the bathtub to do properly. That was quite a ride, little pup. Sorry about the mess. You smile at him, dreamy. I...I don't mind. It's your mess, after all. And I kinda helped you make it. He barks a laugh, his gently-wagging tail brushing your balls. That you did! He grooms under your jaw. You did a bang-up job as top dog, Bolty. I think your knot and I are going to be good friends. You blush, and the two of you drift off like that, curled up together on the kitchen floor, tied equally by love and flesh. ~[[Wake up...]]

<<set $location = "Dream">>Location: <<print $location>> You stay standing, resolute. You had a plan, darn it! It's not too late to salvage the situation. Thunderbolt seems to notice your distress, rubbing his shoulder amicably against yours. Hey now, pup. There's nothing wrong with being a little submersible. Submissive. You correct him automatically, unconsciously leaning into his warm, sturdy weight. Ah right, submissive. Nothing wrong with that at all. He nuzzles, seemingly casual, at your collar. You peek back and see his sheath is swollen, his slick, beautiful member poking out into the air. For the record... He growls, breath hot on your ear. ...this is how you do that trick. His jaws open wide and descend on your nape, scooping up an entire mouthful of loose scruff in what feels like a grip of iron. Immediately, your knees go wobbly, a whine escaping as your sheath swells. Blushing hard, you make a half-hearted attempt to squirm away. Your tail has completely betrayed you, caught between a submissive tuck and a giddy, eager wag. H-How are you so good at that? Even after he releases your scruff, you don't go anywhere. You can hear the smile in his voice, but you don't dare look. "Oh, you give me plenty of practice, champ. I've had years to perfect my technique. He nuzzles against the base of your spine and you feel your willpower drain a little more. Lift your tail, Bolty. The appendage in question flags up and out of the way before you can tell it not to, almost before he's done speaking. Thunderbolt gives a pleased sound, and suddenly his weight is pressing onto you, the barrel of his chest molding perfectly into the curve of your spine. You stagger a little under the added weight, widening your stance to better support your mentor. This has the side effect of giving him easier access to your under-tail. The first touch of his cock against your entrance makes you jump and shiver, and he wastes no time in pressing forward. You both groan as he spreads you open, a hot, familiar finger of flesh that eases into you, suffusing you with warmth and lust. He starts up a steady rhythm, forepaws hooking around your hind legs, sinking a little deeper with every in stroke as his member grows to fill you. There we go, Bolty. He's crooning in your ear, low and sonorous, his breath hot in our fur. When his hips meet yours he pauses, savoring your body as he lets you get used to him inside you.You feel extra-snug today, little buddy. You want me to get started? Ears pinned back, you peek back at him. Your instinct is to avoid meeting his eye, but Thunderbolt has never really cared about that kind of thing. Not like it isn't obvious who's top dog here. You nod. He's grinning. Nice and hard, the way you like it? Flushing, you give another nod. I'm sorry, what was that? His hips give a little jump, pressing himself just a little deeper. You whimper as the motion jolts pleasure in a line down behind your balls to your shaft, making it jump and throb with need. There's no use fighting it anymore. P-Please, Thunder. I need- ah! The older dog cuts you off with his first thrust, slipping back only to sink back inside you with a vengeance. He quickly settles into a familiar rhythm, weight resting along your spine as he breeds you. You hang your head, arching your spine to give him fuller access as your balls bump and jostle, his brown fur dark against your white. [img[https://www.dropbox.com/s/qijj5javympnfvs/BoltThunder_Mount.jpg?dl=1]] Thunderbolt grips your hips hard, pulling his pelvis flush with yours with quick, determined thrusts, again and again. You let your tongue loll out as you feel his maleness pressing deep into you, the knot just beginning to tug on your entrance, and wonder why you ever tried to change things up. Your mentor must be eager to tie you, since he doesn't wait for his knot to finish swelling. Rather than risk it getting too big to fit in you, he presses deep and stays there, shifting to short, sharp thrusts that keep that swelling bulb of flesh inside you. Not long now, Bolty! And indeed, it's not. No sooner is his knot fully engorged, tugging at your entrance in one direction and pressing to your prostate in the other, then the big dog clenches hard on you. Thinderbolt shudders amd bucks and growls, his dick pulsing inside you as hot cum splashes inside you, filling you, making you his. Without warning, he bites at your nape again, squeezing and tugging, and you come unraveled. Bearing down hard on his knot inside you, spine arching to try and press against all his touches at once, whimpering pleasure and supplication, you shiver and spill your seed onto the kitchen floor. Eventually, your vision clears and your eyes uncross, and you're staring down at the tiled kitchen floor, your forelegs quivering under the weight of two horny super dogs. You can almost see your reflection in the jizz pooling around your toes. You lean down to give it an absent lick. Salty, with a touch of masculine musk. Thunderbolt stirs in top of you, the motion of his head translating down to motion of his cock inside you that makes you both shiver. Well, compadre, that was some ride! He gives your ear an affectionate lick. What say after I'm unstuck, we clean up and head outside? I want to see if you've got another round in you. You nod, still lightly panting. It's going to be a good day. ~[[Wake up...]]

<<set $location = "Dream">>Location: <<print $location>> You dash forward, leaving Thunder to follow you. You frisk to a halt in front of Penny, laying your head on her knee. Attention diverted from the TV, your person slips her fingers between your ears to scritch you. "Hey there, buddy." Her eyes flick to Thunderbolt as he pads up beside you. "You guys, uh, want something?" Unable to suppress a grin, you roll your head a bit and slide your tongue along her inner thigh, slipping it playfully under the hem of her shorts. She flushes, biting her lip around a smile. "Oh, my." Her free hand caresses along her other thigh, playing with the tab of her fly. "Well, since you asked so nicely..." You bounce in place as she slips open her fly and brushes her panties to the side, but no sooner is the soft flesh of her slit visible than you're diving in. Your lips mash to her mons, tongue lashing up inside her with practiced speed. Thunderbolt joins you a moment later, showing more restraint, his muzzle and tongue brushing in beside yours, making Penny's moaning climb an octave. Her legs spread as she welcomes both your tongues. One slender hand covers her gasping mouth as the other grips a sofa cushion. Her pretty, freckled butt wiggles on the patterned fabric. The occasional light of the TV flashes across her pale stomach. Your muzzle slips against Thunderbolt’s, lips brushing against one another’s as Penny’s thighs clench at your jostling heads from either side. Your tongues slip against each other and press up into her, one in, one out, making your person quail and moan on the couch, her passage spasming and fluttering as she calls your names into the warm darkness of the room. Thunderbolt pulls his muzzle back to nuzzle your cheek, leaving a trail of slick, fragrant juices leading up to your ear. As you redouble your efforts to pick up his slack, you feel the older dog press against your flank, voice low and husky in your ear. Go ahead and mount her, pup. Mount her so I can mount you. Eager, mind buzzing, hear pounding, you hop up to straddle your person's torso. You beam at her as she fumbles to line you up with her entrance, and you shudder together as you sink into her. You hilt in a single stroke and begin pumping, too wound up to take it slow. Not that Penny seems to mind. Thunderbolt barely waits for you to get atop her before he makes his move. He buries his nose under your tail and you feel a gust of breath and the sudden heat of his tongue on your entrance, pressing against and inside you, getting you slick. Then he's mounting you in turn, familiar paws wrapping around your middle and pulling him in close. Jostling his hips, he lines himself up with your entrance, and you feel his sheath being pushed back by your anus as he takes you. The sex is chaos. There's no way to get any kind of rhythm going; you've barely begun to buck into Penny than Thunderbolt hits your sweet spot and makes you falter. Not that it's all bad. You're sandwiched between your lovers, your two favorite people and saturated in their love and lust, with Penny urging you onward and Thunderbolt whimpering desire as he stuffs himself up under your tail. "Ohmygosh." Penny squirms, fingers lost in your snowy fur. "Ohh, you guys, this is —nngh!" She trails off into incoherent whimpers of pleasure, arching her back to meet your thrusts, her legs spread wide for you. You hear that, partner?" Thunder's voice is strained and husky in your ear. That's all you, doing that do her. I can never get her to make those noises. You're always been her good boy. The praise suffuses you, makes you tingle, your tail trying its best to wag against the older dog's chest. You're surrounded by warmth, with Thunder pressing you down and Penny's shirt-covered breasts pressing up against your shoulders as you buck between them, awash in pleasure, filling and being filled. Surprising you, Thunderbolt is the first to begin to lose composure, hunching and arching into you with increasing abandon. You yelp as his knot pops into you, and then warm, spreading bliss as he unloads his seed deep inside you. Wide-eyed, Penny slips a hand down, around you, and you feel Thunderbolt shiver. "I can feel it, Bolty," she whispers, voice husky. "I can feel him cumming in you. Gosh, that's so hot!" With a needy whimper, she pulls you close with hands grasping your pelt, sinking you as deep as you can go as your knot squelches against her entrance. She raises her legs to drag Thunder in, pressing him deep into you—and the sudden added force is enough to pop your knot into your squealing person, the two of you joining the older dog in climax as you howl together. You lay there for some time afterward, not that you have a choice. You look us from lapping absently at Penny's collarbone to where she and Thunder are making out over your shoulder, his tongue slipping lazily past her lips to make her moan. She notices you staring and grins. Her shaky hands caress both your cheeks, smiling blissfully. "Mmm, this is so much better than cable." ~[[Wake up...]]

<<set $location = "Dream">>Location: <<print $location>> You pause to look over your shoulder at Thunderbolt. What should we do? The older dog grins, licking his lips. Oh, I have some ideas. He presses his flank to you, stroking his coarse fur against yours, giving your ear a playful nip. Gonna need you to get me ready, though. You game? You nod, ducking under his belly to press your lips to his brimming sheath, pushing back the loose skin with your tongue to find the salt and musk of his emerging member. His approval rumbles against your ear as he moves to straddle your head, paws rising to rest on your shoulder. He can't help but hump a little as your tongue drags along his naked flesh, but that's okay. You love making Thunder feel good. A squeeze from Thunder's paws. She's spotted us, partner. Let's put on a good show, hmm? You glance over. Penny is looking at you, frozen in surprise. With a cheeky grin, you lengthen your licks, drawing your tongue from the base of his cock to the very tip, leaving it slick and dripping with saliva. Out of the corner of your eye, you're gratified to see Penny squirming, thighs rubbing together as she stands at the kitchen doorway. "You guys, um, having fun?" She edges closer, her bare feet padding into the carpet. There’s a mix of surprise and fascination on her face. You answer her question with a slight nod from under your hero’s belly, which is all you can do before he shuffles his hips forward and you feel his slick length slipping into your muzzle. Thunderbolt rocks to action, thrusting into your mouth in short, steady strokes while you do your best to accommodate his growing girth. It doesn’t take long for you to regain your composure, however: what with all the training you’ve had recently you’ve gotten pretty good at handling your hero’s considerable size —even when it's moving in and out of your muzzle. Besides, the presence of your person, standing there watching intently as you suck and slurp around the larger male’s member, sends a strange thrill of excitement through you, adding to the stiffness of your own throbbing erection. As nice as things are, though, you know your companion is not going to last long if you keep this up. The other shepherd seems to have had the same realization as he grunts and slows his thrusts to a stop. Alright, partner. He nuzzles your ear. I think she’s ready for the main event. You don't need to be told twice. You release your idol's member, dancing away to pivot in place. You spread your front paws, dropping your chest as you present your rump for the older dog, in full view of your person. Your tail slips to the side, exposing your rump, the secret signal that you’re ready. You even give your hips a wiggle and blush at your own forwardness. Thunderbolt is quick to take you up on your offer. Before he mounts you however, you feel the cold of his nose pressing up under your tail and you shiver as you feel hot breath against your entrance. A surprised yelp escapes your muzzle as his wet tongue brushes over your entrance, pressing inside, swirling around inside and lubing you up —getting you ready for bigger and even more satisfying things to come. Before you know it, his tongue slurps away from your rear. He leaps on top of you, the larger dog's weight forcing a grunt from you. Not that you mind. In fact, you love being under your idol: his powerful forelegs framing your white hips, his massive frame covering you, his jostling into position. All the while, that eager tip is nudging and prodding under your tail. Okay, Bolty, time for the fun part. His breath breezes hot against the pink of your ear. You ready, superdog? You give a quick nod before glancing over at your person, your blush intensifying slightly as you see she has edged closer to get a better view of what’s to come. Penny watches with eager interest. “Ohmygosh, you guys... That’s super hot.” Her hands drop to unbutton her tight jeans. Your attention returns to the shepherd on top of you as you feel his swollen tip once again push against your hindquarters, slipping over your tight entrance to brush against the white fur between your cheeks. He adjusts his trajectory and tries again, once again missing his mark. Penny kneels beside you. "Here, lemme help." She smiles as her soft hand finds Thunderbolt’s dancing erection. Her other hand grabs your bushy tail, moving it gently out of the way as she guides that hot, red flesh toward your opening. “Here we go…” You feel the heat of his tip nudge against the soft skin of your entrance, guided by your person’s delicate fingers. Once he's aligned, there's no wasted time: he sinks into you without a moment's hesitation, stars flashing in your vision as his spit helps him claim you, helped by ample precum. He draws back his thick rod before pressing himself back inside and you clench involuntarily as more slick, crimson flesh slips inside your muscled passage, squeezing a pleasured woof from you. You blush again, knowing that your curious person can see each inch of your hero's penetration. Thunder picks up the pace, withdrawing only to plow more of his member inside of you, sending a fresh wave of pleasure through every fiber of your being and coaxing another moan from your lips. Then he's thrusting, nice and fast, firing spasms of pleasure all through your body as the two of you moan in unison. You, humpf, doin’ okay, little guy?” Thunderbolt barks above you between heavy, pleasured grunts, his strong arms squeezing your flanks for increased leverage. You try to reply, but you’re cut off by a shudder of pleasure. All you can do is hang your head, lift your rump and pant as your mentor pistons into you. Penny caresses your head, her gaze bouncing between your swaying cock and the blur of Thunderbolt’s hips as he hammers into your willing rump. She bites her lower lip, fingers fumbling with her fly. "Does he feel good, Bolty? I bet he does. Gosh, you look so cute with him on top of you like that..." Another wonderful scent appears on your radar, mingling with Thunderbolt's masculine musk and your own need. Penny leans back, resting her weight more on her rump as she finally manages to pull her fly open. No sooner have her pale pink panties been revealed than her fingers are inside them, sinking into her sex with half-crazed abandon, her eyes roving in wonder over your writhing canine bodies. [img[https://www.dropbox.com/s/t14n3qrmjpuzllm/BoltPennyThunder_Threeway.jpg?dl=1]] You must be putting on a good show, because it feels amazing. Thunderbolt is so big, so warm inside you, filling you perfectly and with the skill of long practice. You can feel saliva and sticky precum being forced out with each sloppy thrust, trickling down the fur of your legs, dripping to the floorboards below you. You really are making quite the mess of the floor, but your person doesn’t seem to mind as she’s staring wide-eyed at you, her panties pulled entirely off to one side now, sweet sounds and scents wafting up to surround you as she pleasures herself. Getting close, pup! Thunderbolt growls in your ear. Be a hero and help the poor girl off, will ya? I bet we can all pop together if we time it right. That sounds like the best idea ever. You dive forward to sink your tongue into Penny's vagina, pressing the slick muscles past her fingers and making her yelp. It doesn't take much; maybe the surprise helped her along. In seconds, Penny has withdrawn her fingers, leaving your tongue the only eager invader in her passage. Her hand sweeps to her clitoris and rubs frantically, your person's breath hitching as she begins to mewl: "Ohh, gosh, Bolty. Oh, that's my good boy. Oh, ooohh!" Even as her passage clenches in orgasm, Thunder surges forward, burying his swollen knot inside you, hammering that special spot that only he and Penny know about before erupting with a loud, drawn-out bark worthy of a superdog. Warm seed explodes into you, and you moan loudly as that massive girth lodged in your rear sends a sudden shockwave of pleasure rolling through your quivering body. The force presses your nose hard against Penny's slit, flooding your nostrils with her juices and short-circuiting your brain. Your own climax hits you hard, your cock jumping, gushing slick sperm as you howl into your person's folds. After a moment of tingling ecstasy, Penny's sex draws back from your muzzle, and you gulp in a breath of fresh air to fuel your heaving lungs. With Thunderbolt muttering sleepy post-orgasmic nothings, you duck your head down to examine the mess you made on the carpet. It's okay, though. Penny has cleaned up worse. There's a flash and the whir of a motor. You look up, splayed beneath the bigger dog, muzzle and cock and rump all dripping with juices, to see your person peeking out from behind the viewfinder of her trusty camera. She waves the photo as it develops, then flashes the scandalous scene to you. Her freckled grin shines. "Yeah, definitely a keeper." ~[[Wake up...]]

<<set $location = "Kitchen">>Location: <<print $location>> You wake from the dream. As you shift to stand up, your sheath tingles, stiff and heavy. A glance down reveals some mission hardware has been exposed. A blush heats your ears as you look around to make sure no one saw, then tidy up the small leak. Your tongue feels really nice against the exposed tip, almost as nice as Penny's. Maybe you should go report in before anything else gets leaked. You're still on the [[porch|Porch]].

<<set $location = "Kitchen">>Location: <<print $location>> You snap it up and wolf it down.<<set $boltHasEaten = "cheese">> Mmm, fuzzy. You smack your lips a few times, licking the weird texture from the roof of your mouth. Compared to some of the other things Mittens claims dogs do, this eating a weird cheese is pretty reasonable. Penny's mom eats weird cheese sometimes too. You're still in the [[kitchen|Kitchen]].

<<set $location = "Kitchen">>Location: <<print $location>> You don't eat the unknown cheese. It could have robotic parasites or an exotic poison with only one known antidote or even some kind of miniature explosive. Better to play it safe. You're still in the [[kitchen|Kitchen]].

<<if $boltHasEaten eq "cheese">><<set $location = "Dream">>Location: <<print $location>> You can't sleep. You toss and turn and chase the sunbeam as it crawls across the porch, but you're too antsy to keep still. Eventually, you realize why, as a light breeze teases your belly fur and you shiver at the cool touch on your sheath. It has been a while... At least a couple days since you had anyone pay that particular kind of attention to you. No wonder you're getting restless. Well, that's easy enough to resolve. Rolling to your feet, you pad down the steps and circle the house in search of companionship. You don't find anyone right away, so you circle around to the back of the house and let yourself in the kitchen door. Jackpot. You can hear the TV going in the other room, which accounts for Penny. But here, napping in front of the fridge, is another target for your attentions: a sleek, handsome brown German shepherd. You smile at the sight of him, the way you always do. Thunderbolt is the best. Padding over as quiet as you can, you inspect the sleeping older dog. Thunderbolt has been with you since you were a pup, helping teach you the ropes of the big screen. When you and Penny first started playing around, you went to Thunder for advice, and the three of you have been having fun ever since. Padding up behind the bigger dog, you smirk to yourself and pounce on him. Oof! Thunderbolt jerks awake, eyes wide at he jerks about. His eyes lock on you and he scowls. Bolty! You know better than to interrupt my beauty sleep. What do you think you're doing? You flatten your ears, abashed. Sorry. I couldn't resist. You nuzzle under the big dog's chin and listen to his sharp inhale. You've developed a few signals over the years, and this is one of them. I was just wondering if you wanted to... you know... Thunderbolt grins, rolling over, giving you a nice clear view of his tan-furred sheath and balls. His lush tail thumps on the kitchen tiles. All right, you little hornball. What did you have in mind? ~[[Go find Penny|Go Find Penny]]. ~[[Pounce Thunderbolt]]. <<else>><<set $location = "Porch">>Location: <<print $location>> Laying down, you snooze in the summer light, warm wood under your paws and stomach, letting the heat into soak your fur. Some time later, you wake to find Mittens placing something on your muzzle. Your drowsy eyes open. What are you doing, cat? Who? Me? Mittens lifts her namesake white paws to her chest. Nothin'. She swaggers off, leaving you to go cross-eyed at the Styrofoam packing peanut on your nose.<<set $locationMittens = "outside">> You're still on the [[porch|Porch]].<<endif>>

<<set $location = "Living Room">>Location: <<print $location>> Your heart starts beating again. Your hand resumes jerking. "Bolt's a boy." "Bolt's not the boy I'm worried about." Bolt whimpers in delight, squirming as you work his sheath up and down. A smile dawns on your lips. "You should be. He's pretty charming." "I think you can handle the dog." "Well, obviously." Keeping one eye on the kitchen, you jerk him faster. Your other hand drifts in, toying with his dripping tip. You ease back his sheath, working his knot in time with his whines. He's close. "You could come with me." A sigh escapes you as Bolt clenches his teeth in pleasure. "And hang out with your friends?" "Well, yours are all in summer school. Some even voluntarily." "It's okay, Mom." Your fingers curl behind Bolt's knot. His paws stretch out against the sofa. Ropes of pearly semen squirt out onto your hands: hot, slick, and sticky. "I think I can find things to keep me busy." With nowhere else to put his spoo, you work it into his belly fur to evaporate. "Sorry buddy--I'll help you get cleaned up later." <<set $boltMessy = "yes">> [img[https://www.dropbox.com/s/fjhc0wkaw6n69y4/Bolt_Afterglow.jpg?dl=1]] Bolt may have passed out with pleasure, but you find yourself intrigued by this old TV series and aren't sure why. You pull a blanket over his exposed assets and watch the rest of the episode. You're still in the [[living room|Living room]].

<<set $location = "Living Room">>Location: <<print $location>> You stop wanking the wonderdog. "Bolt's a boy." "Bolt doesn't count." You sigh, patting your dog's fading erection. "I'll hold you to that..." "I'm over-parenting, aren't I?" Your mother chuckles. "I just can't stop thinking of you as my darling baby, even though you're not a kid anymore." "I was a child actress, Mom--half my peers are pregnant and/or divorced." You roll your eyes, giving Bolt a kiss between the ears. "I know better than to sneak off into a broom closet with some guy just because his dad owns a chain of hotels." "Sweetie! That's awful." Bolt nuzzles in against you as you hide his erection under a blanket. "I've seen supermarket tabloids; I'm not going to do anything to end up in them. You can quit worrying." You're still in the [[living room|Living room]].

<<set $location = "Penny's Bedroom">>Location: <<print $location>> You carefully pick up the handle of the mission file box with your teeth. It's not very heavy, but you should probably take it to a more secure location. After all, you and Penny won't be sleeping in her bedroom now that the loft is your new base of operations. <<set $haveMissionFiles = "yes">> You're still in [[Penny's bedroom]].

<<set $location = "Loft">>Location: <<print $location>> You trot up to Penny, carrying the box of mission files in your teeth. Your claws click across the floorboards as you trot over to her. Now and then, the ancient device in the window chugs to life. She looks up from her phone, legs kicking up in the air as she lays on her stomach. Her eyes cast the box a knowing look. "Whatcha got there, buddy?" You set the box down, paw at the dials until the right numbers show, then nose it open. You spread the photos out in front of her. They're from all sorts of exciting missions. One has you tugging Mr. Carrot from inside her with your teeth. Another one shows you on her back as she smiles at the camera. You sit at attention beside the complete collection of mission files. Your length is at attention too, the tip poking from its sheath and into the cool air. Her eyes light up. She has a plan. Her plans are always the best. "What do you want, bud?" Reaching down, she scratches around the bases of your ears and under your chin. "Huh? What'd ya want?" She tousles, then scratches between your ears. "Better show me." Your tail swishes. It always riles you up to hear her talk like that. After enjoying her scratches for a moment, a quick glances at the photos shows you the options. ~[[Show her the photo of her using Mr. Carrot under your tail.]] ~[[Show her the photo of her using her feet on you.]] ~[[Show her the photo of you two snuggling naked.]] ~[[Show her the photo of you riding her butt.]]

<<set $location = "Loft">>Location: <<print $location>> With one paw, you push forward the photo of her using the squeaky toy on you. On it, you're between Penny's legs, tied deep inside her. Her slim hand is reaching around to tease the toy into you while her other holds the camera. A blush heats your ears. She's only done it a few times, and you didn't think you'd like it at first, but your person always makes everything feel really nice. "Oooh, naughty boy." She reaches into the bedside supply container and pulls out a familiar orange squeaky toy. "So you wanna bring in your old friend...Mr. Carrot?" She gives it a couple playful squeaks at you. The slightly-scuffed orange toy still gleams here and there in the sunshine. You wag, reminded of all the various sorts of fun you've had with that toy. Penny's really great about maintaining your mission equipment. Mr. Carrot's always squeaky clean the next time. Honestly, you would have expected it to wear out by now; must be constructed of some advanced polymer. With a happy yap, you leap up onto the bed. You sit up at attention, like a good boy. Penny, meanwhile, gives you a look that makes your heart rate zoom and your sheath plump. She spreads some transparent lubricant on the toy. The strange substance has an enticing scent. She then whistles for you to come up to the head of the bed. Once there, she leans you back against the headboard, smiling mischievously as she leans forward to plant a soft kiss on your muzzle. You can’t help but smile back. She caresses your perked ears, slowly, as her other hand traces its way down your soft belly fur until her delicate fingers brush your sheath. You yelp at your person’s sudden forwardness, as those soft fingers curl around your fuzzy equipment to rub it up and down gently, exposing your slick tip to the warm afternoon air. She kisses her way down your body, then along your plump sheath, on your emerging tip. She closes her lips around it, making you squirm with pleasure. It feels wonderful, having your person do these things with you. Your paws press, so carefully, on the back of her head. You two have gotten really good at directing each other silently. Your hind paws doggy-paddle in the air. Your knot swells with pleasure. Her lips sink down your length, pushing your sheath back, tongue teasing under it here and there. She pulls you closer so that your backside is laid across her legs while her delicate fingers continue their journey south to cup your balls. She gives them a playful squeeze, catching your gaze from the corner of her eye. Pure love flickers down your shared glance. You wag, happy to let her take charge on this particular mission. She gives your throbbing member a last lick before slipping off you to reach for the bottle of top secret mission lubricant. You can see the transparent goo coat her fingers, then your ears perk up at the cool sensation of her fingers smearing the liquid against the soft skin of your anus. Her touch sends a shiver up your spine, not only because of the cold goo, but also because, despite some experience with this particular type of mission, you still get a little nervous when your person touches you there. Before you know it, she has picked up Mr Carrot from the sheets, still slick with lube, and starts pressing its blunt point into your tight entrance. You tense up a bit at first, but then relax, allowing the toy to slip inside you. Meanwhile, your erection has gone from semi-erect to diamond-hard. She returns her attention to your throbbing member, slipping her delicate lips around it while working the chew toy in and out of your body. Each thrust into you is accompanied by a drawn-out squeak, joined by a pleasured whimper from you. The ridges on the toy carrot stimulate all sorts of nerves, triggering odd pleasures from deep inside you didn’t know your body could produce. Like with everything else, your person is so good at finding new ways to make you feel wonderful. [img[https://www.dropbox.com/s/15tl2147pw556fu/BoltPenny_CarrotAnal.jpg?dl=1]] Penny bobs up and down your length, licking it at just the right places. Superbarks are nice, but your person's superpowers have more day-to-day uses. Her delicate hand strokes your sheath up and down, faster and faster, bunching it against the base of your knot. Meanwhile, she works Mr. Carrot in and out of your butt, pushing him deeper into your muscled passage every time, each thrust sending a new wave of pleasure surging through your frame like an electrical current. Your whimpers rise to a pleasured whine from your lips and further throbbing of your member. Your whole body trembles with bliss, teetering on the edge of climax. A frantic whimper echoes from your muzzle. Still sucking, she jostles Mr. Carrot in and out of you until it hits some kind of self-destruct button. She pushes the last couple of inches of glistening squeaky toy into your passage, your muscled ring slipping over the widest part as if it were a knot. Just as your body starts to tense, she reaches up and squeezes your knot, hard. The massive rush of sensation pushes you over the line. Pleasure explodes in your brain. Your hips buck up as you spurt into her mouth. A howl rattles your throat with passion as your legs stretch straight out. Gripped by passion, you drop payload after payload into her waiting mouth. As your orgasm subsides, you open your eyes to your person watching you with a sticky smile. You're still in the [[loft|Loft]].

<<set $location = "Loft">>Location: <<print $location>> Ears blushing, you nudge the chosen photo with your nose. She's only done it the one time before and you were pretty sleepy then, so it's a good thing she keep a mission log of it. You've referenced that mission photo more than a few times, privately... Taking notice, your person sits up and dangles her bare feet at you. They are shapely, pale, and slender. The tops have freckles as faint as invisible ink. "So you like my feet, huh?" Her toes wiggle, an inch from your nose. You lick them, curling your tongue along those supple digits. She doesn't taste like much, just faintly salty like the rest of them. The texture is nice, though: soft and delicately wrinkled as she flexes them at your attentions. She giggles and squirms. "Silly doggy." Her feet close around your muzzle, stroking it back and forth. The smooth texture of her skin drags along your lips and whiskers. "You really do like them." Yeah... You nose against her ankles and wag, giving her the dog face. With a shift of your hips, you make sure to display your assets. Your erection, heavy and hot, pokes from its sheath. Her brown eyes trace along it. She rubs her pretty feet together with a delicate whisper of skin of skin, then traces her toes up your chest fur. "Mmm, is there someplace else you want my feet?" Whimpering, you place a gentle paw on the top of her foot and gently push it toward your crotch. "I thought so." Blushing a little, she laughs a little and wiggles those magic digits under your balls. "Roll over, bud." With an eager wag, you follow her order. As you expose your underbelly to her, your sheath and balls waggling as you wiggle your hips closer. Best to give her easy access. You scoot toward her until your hind paws rest against the side of the bed. Penny runs her soft feet through your stomach fur for a moment, teasing you as a plan glimmers in her eyes. Here and there, her heels bump the very tip of your cock, spreading the thin precum there. She starts by gripping your sheath in her toes. Unsteady at first, she soon figures out just how to stroke it best. Not surprising: your person is very talented, after all. It does surprise you how nice it feels. Your erection grows under the ball of her foot, emerging between her digits as they drag the white-furred flesh around it up and down. Your neck cranes, muzzle resting on your chest, as you watch her feet with interest. Your tail wags under her bed. Just when you think it can't get any nicer, her other foot massages under your balls. Instinct moves your hips and bucks them up against her feet. Yep, that's a lot smoother than your own paws. More dexterous too. With every stroke and squeeze, passion builds within you. Your breath gets short, muzzle hanging open with pleasure and amazement. She changes up her technique, testing what gets the best reaction from you. One moment, her toes tug your sheath and wiggle it back and forth. The next, her silky smooth heels tease the tip of your cock, infinitely softer than your own paws. You used to think it was silly that people wore shoes outside and even put lotion of their feet, but you can't deny the benefits of keeping things silky smooth down there. You squirm harder, panting at all the pleasant stimulation. Precum oozes from your tip, spreading on her pale, smooth flesh. Your heart races. Your front paws twitch at empty air, the back ones padding against the sub-mattress mattress. At one point, she gets it between her first and second toes, which she wiggles together with experimental amusement. "Mmm, your precum feels nice, Bolty." She strokes those same slick toes up the underside of your dick. "So does this." Your ears burn at the compliment. Every part of your person feels really amazing, but the texture and curves of her feel extra incredible. It's especially nice knowing she likes the feeling of your cock against them. Eventually, she shifts how she's seated on the bed and closes the length of both feel around your length. The soft skin of her soles caresses your shaft as she works you up and down, faster and faster. Your balls bounce with the motion. Bliss washes over you. Your balls tense. Pleasure pluses up your length. Shot after shot of canine cream blasts from your tip, landing in pearly strings along her slender feet and ankles. Her giggle rings like a bell through the fog of your orgasm. She wiggles her cum-covered toes. "That feels so weird." She casts you a lopsided smile. "Good weird, though." As you recover from discombobulation, you thank her by licking the still-hot fluids from every inch of her feet. From the wiggle of her hips and the way her hand keeps tracing over the front of her jeans, you're pretty sure she'd be up for another mission right away. You're still in the [[loft|Loft]].

<<set $location = "Loft">>Location: <<print $location>> You place your paw on the photo of her cuddling you while you're naked. You're extra careful not to scratch the mission file with your claws. Not that Penny wouldn't help you replace one that gets damaged, but they're important for...reference. Her pretty brown eyes trace down your leg to the picture. "Aww, sure thing, buddy." She pats the blankets. "C'mon up here." Already wagging, you hop onto the bed. Your half-exposed cock bumps against the sheets as you do so, sending a jolt of stimulation through you. Again, careful with your claws, you sit up at attention. Mittens told you once that not all dogs are allowed on beds, so you've been extra vigilant about not destroying her sheets. It's easy now; it gets more challenging when she whispers in your ear to "zoom-zoom." Your erection pulses a little further from its sheath. Ignoring the heat in your ears, you turn your attention to your person. Penny stands up and strips out of her clothes. She looks really nice naked. You wish she were naked all the time, but she usually needs them for missions. She doesn't have fur, after all, so she needs some kind of armor against the world. People also need pockets to carry communication devices, treats, and maybe coins for distracting their enemies. You watch her with open adoration. Her body is really different from yours, but it can do really different things. That's why you make such a good team. As her hands trace over you, the scent of her body makes you wiggle with joy. With a scratch under your chin just the way you like it, she leans down to kiss your erect ears. "We'd better get you naked too..." Her fingers trace your collar. You hadn't even thought of that, since it's pretty much standard equipment for you. You give a shy yap of agreement. With intimate familiarity, she uncinches the clasp on your collar and slides it off your neck. Those supple fingers smooth the fur it'd bunched up. It's silly, you're sure, to feel more exposed without it. It only provided cover to a very small percent of your body. But as it jingles, landing atop her pile of shed clothing, you feel vulnerable and safe at the same time. You're alone with your person, after all. She climbs back into bed and hugs you, then eases you back onto the bed. Her small, firm breasts press to your chest fluff. Her breath stirs your naked neck fur as you pant across the incredibly fine hair along her arms. They're almost almost invisible and you wonder if anyone else has even noticed them. Nobody else has clearance to get this close to your person. For a long and lovely moment, the two of you just lie there and enjoy each other's company. Here and there, you brush a paw along her smooth skin or she runs her hands down your back fur. Her leg lifts to settle over your hip. She pulls you extra close to kiss you between the ears. You wiggle with joy. Her body feels so silky against yours. Your muzzle slides down from her collarbone to between her breasts. Your tail drums lazily atop the blankets An unknown number of minutes pass, each finding you entwined and happy. Eventually, her scent changes, tingling with excitement in your nose. Your erection returns to press against her smooth stomach. You deliver a lick along her neck. She moans and shifts to cup your assets. "Mmmm, good doggy." Rolling to her back, she traces along your belly fur. Her knuckles and the soft backs of her hands bump against your growing erection. Rising with your passion, you climb over your person. Her body is all smooth curves and delicate constellations of freckles. Your nose gravitates toward her pubic hair, shining like copper in the window light. Her scent teases your nose until it bumps into her puffy, wet lips. The effect is immediate: a shiver of excitement through your body. You can't help but lick greedily over her slit. Talented fingers caress between your legs to massage your sheath and sack. She grips your knot and uses her pinky finger to toy with your sheath. Hot breath greets your length as she takes the tip into her mouth. Every eager suck on your cock begs for your cum, as powerful as any dog face. You shudder, struggling to do a good job of licking her. Taking the hint, you lick deeper into her entrance. You lose yourself in pleasure. Licks pile on for minutes upon minutes. Just her mouth is on your cock now. Her hands have moved to her nipples, which she's toying with ever more enthusiastically. Moaning around your cock, she hits her climax. You hump down into her mouth, losing control at the vibrations. Your toes strain against the sheets as you pump blast after blast of hot canine cream into her waiting mouth. All the while, she's licking you between gulps. After flopping to your side, she somehow finds the energy to drag you around and into a hug. Sticky and satisfied, you lay on the bed together, hearts racing and filled with love. You're still in the [[loft|Loft]].

<<set $location = "Loft">>Location: <<print $location>> "You wanna try that again, huh?" With a glimmer in her eyes that sends your heart fluttering, she rolls back on the bed and shimmies out of her shorts and emergency backup shorts. She pulls off her t-shirt, watching you with amusement as her copper hair shines in the sunshine, and then crawls toward the head of the bed. Your person wiggles her rump at you. You hop onto the bed and nuzzle against it. Faint freckles shine in the sunlight. You rub your cock along the cleft of her butt. Precum slicks her skin, slipping your member along it with textured ease. [img[https://www.dropbox.com/s/jrcq1drqv406jot/BoltPenny_HotDogging.jpg?dl=1]] She reaches into the mission equipment locker by her bed and pulls out a bottle of low-friction fluid. She used stuff like that back on the show, when you needed to send henchmen sliding down a hallway. You've gotten to know some of its other uses since then. Cool moisture caresses your cock as she rubs it on you...and into her entrance. Her top teeth delicately bite her lip as she puts the bottle away, smiling at you over her shoulder. "C'mon, buddy." She presses back against you with a giggle. "I want it inside me." With a yap of agreement, you nudge the tip of your cock against her opening. A ring of tightness greets you. Front paws pressed around her hips, you sink in a little ways. She's super tight, so you hold position and await confirmation to proceed. A small whine of pleasure escapes your muzzle without authorization. Penny whimpers as you slowly stretch her. Her slim arms hug a pillow as red hair spills down her shoulders. She glances up at you, her brown eyes urging you onward. "That's it, buddy... Yeah..." Bracing your hind paws against her blankets, you press past the initial pressure. It feels different than the usual mission insertion, tight at first then a little looser, though it's just as warm. The lubricant lets you keep moving with ease, even when she squeezes down on you. You really do have a very smart person. Under you, your person grunts and gasps as you gain entry. Her body rocks as you thrust into her. Her legs spread just a little more as her butt rises to meet you. Her every sound, every motion begs you to keep going. You growl, happy to please your human. The bulge of your knot is already too big to fit in her, but it feels lovely when you thrust deep enough to rub it between her cheeks. Thrusting faster, you bury your length in her so hard your balls sway. Pleasure builds up within you like an overloading reactor, pleasure making you thrust more which brings only more pleasure in a feedback loop of stimulation. Eventually, you go critical. Your legs stretch out around her sides. Your balls twitch as you pump pulse after pulse of pleasure deep into her. Your body trembles with tension, until it finally collapses atop her. The redhead moans into the pillow as she shivers beneath you. Through the heavy bliss of a mission well accomplished, you hear a soft wet sound, in time with a rhythmic shake from her, as she strives for her own mission objective. You consider pulling out to help her, but it sounds like she's got matters well in hand. The thought of her graceful fingers sliding over that pretty little clit pulse you a little thicker in her rear. You breathe, enjoying her scent and the way your panting stirs her hair. After a minute of effort, she shudders under you, bearing down on your now-softening cock. Once she recovers, your person slips out from under you and gingerly walks over to the upright water dispenser unit. Returning with damp tissues, she cleans you up with an amused look. Her touch feels wonderful on your length, so gentle it doesn't overstimulate you. With a kiss to your cheek, she curls up with you in the sunlight in sweet, shared afterglow. You're still in the [[loft|Loft]].

<<set $location = "Penny's skirt">>Location: <<print $location>> She moves her book aside and arches an eyebrow down at you. "Something you want, buddy?" Nose still under her skirt, you give the tiniest of whimpers, laying your ears flat as you give her your best sad, hopeful eyes. Your pretty person lays the book aside with a little simper. Her slender hand travels down her belly, rumpling her shirt, then her skirt, until she's caressing your nose through the thin fabric. She lifts the hem of the skirt a tiny, tiny bit. "You want a taste, Bolty? Is that what you're after?" You yip in agreement, tail wagging. A soft laugh draws your attention up, to the mischief in your person's eyes. "How could I say no to that?" Rather than merely lifting her skirt and letting you do all the work, she bends at the waist, bringing her knees together and pointing her toes at the ceiling. This gives you a lovely view of her rear end as she starts to slowly, slowly slide her panties up her coltish legs. Seizing an opportunity, you lean in and lap at her newly-exposed sex. "Bolt!" She squeals, wriggling. "I'm trying to be seductive here! Hang on." Abandoning patience, she shimmies out of her panties and tosses them aside. Face crimson, she smiles down at you over the curves of her breasts and belly, her legs spreading wide. "Okay, Mister Greedy. I'm all yours." With a growl of excitement, you plunge forward, dragging your broad tongue across her puffy sex. Again and again you lap at her, savoring the sweet flavors of your person. The room grows warmer as Penny's sex grows more succulent, your tongue slipping deeper with every stroke as she spreads her legs further, like a flower blooming just for you. Before long, your tongue's barely leaving her depths between strokes, curling inside her with long practice, teasing the tenderest, tastiest parts of her inner passage. Slender fingers curling in your head fur and caressing your ears, Penny arches her back and writhes as her tunnel ripples along your tongue. With no one in the house, she clearly feels no need for stealth. Calling your name, her voice heavy with naked lust, she urges you onward with a sumptuous roll of her hips. Her other hand pulls her skirt up out of the way, sliding down through her pubic hair so she can play with her clit. Suddenly jealous, you reel your tongue out of Penny's vagina to nose the hand away, assuming the duty for yourself. She arches and moans as your textured tongue drags across her little nub, and again and again, faster and faster as you drive your person toward climax. When she does teeter over the brink, it's a beautiful thing to behold. Penny's sex clenching, her hips bucking, her face a mask of shock and pleasure as she rides the waves you set in motion. [img[https://www.dropbox.com/s/nnyspmuswxaka2f/BoltPenny_UnderSkirt.jpg?dl=1]] You set about cleaning the stray juices off her as she recovers, making her squirm all over again when you swipe your tongue across her folds. Still bleary-eyed, she reaches down to pet you. "That's my good boy." <<set $random = Math.floor(Math.random()*2)>><<if $random == 0>>You give her a slick, fragrant grin, only to woof in surprise as her fingers slide around your collar and pull you up toward her. Your person's eyes are shining, full of love and play. "Okay, buddy. Your turn." Allowing her to draw you up her body, you step carefully, straddling her slender torso. You don't resist as she pulls you into a kiss, her hand slipping up to cradle the back of your head. She moans, tasting herself on your tongue, suckling at it as she guides you to lay on top of her. You jerk as her other hand closes around your sheath but make no protest as she begins to slide it back and forth. Before long, you're torn between the desire to pant in pleasure and the urge to continue chasing the electric tingle of Penny's kisses. Your cock emerges swiftly under Penny's touch, and before long she's stroking a steady rhythm along your slick, glistening tool. You whimper and whine into the kiss as you buck against her grip, your tongue wrestling with hers as she brings you such exquisite pleasure. Finally pulling back with a gasp, Penny immediately buries her face in your shoulder, gripping your chest with one arm as the other pumps your penis in a wonderfully merciless rhythm. As your knot swells, her strokes change, slipping lower, brushing your sheath as she lavishes attention on that bulb of flesh. "Are you close, Bolty?" She sing-songs, voice hot on your ear. "You're the sexiest boy in the world. Won't you come for me?" Her words buzz through your brain. With a whimper and a shiver and one last pinch behind your knot, you oblige her. The world falls away as your cock throbs, pulses, gushes hot, sticky cum from your clenching balls! You buck, helpless amid your climax, as your seed splatter's Penny's belly, gushing up to soak the hem of her t-shirt and pool in her navel. "Hmm," she ponders, trailing a finger along her sodden belly, cradling you as you slowly come down from your climax. "Didn't think that through. Now I have to change." She smiles at you, kissing the bridge of your nose. "Worth it, though." She mops up the worst of it with the shirt, then fetches a damp cloth to clean the both of you off. By the time she's fetched a new shirt from her closet, you're feeling combobulated enough to hop down off the bed and resume your patrols.<<else>>She caresses your cheek, sighing soft in the warm, still air of the room. "Mmm, that was lovely, Bolty." Her face scrunches and she yawns, still smiling. "Mmph. You kinda drained my batteries, buddy. I think I'm gonna catch a little nap." [img[https://www.dropbox.com/s/igx396y6e3v02bc/BoltPenny_MessyMuzzle1.jpg?dl=1]] Her eyes are closed almost before she's done talking, and before long her breathing is deep and regular. Ignoring your own swollen sheath, you give her still-exposed sex a parting lick and hop down off the bed.<<endif>> You're still in [[Penny's bedroom]].

<<set $location = "Yard">>Location: <<print $location>> You walk up to the mailbox. Besides a bunch of random mail for Mom, you find an issue of Cosmopolitan.<<set $haveMail = "yes">> One of your aunts got you a subscription for your birthday. People don't really read paper magazines anymore, but it was a nice thought. Figuring you should probably drop off Mom's mail, you head back to living room. ~[[Take a sexy quiz]]. ~[[Leave the mail in the living room]].

<<set $location = "Living room">>Location: <<print $location>><<set $random = Math.floor(Math.random()*5)>><<if $random == 0>> You flip through the magazine until you a headline catches your eye: "What kind of prince is your man?" After a dozen "Would he rather?" questions, you are informed Bolt is a "Disney Prince." They show a picture from one of the older films, from back before the princes had personalities. You can't be that upset, though. He is your knight in shining armor, after all.<<endif>><<if $random == 1>> You flip through the magazine until you a headline catches your eye: "What kind of animal is your man in bed?" After ten questions that dance around the edge of being explicit, you find out Bolt is an anteater. You feel a little offended on his behalf. You were hoping for wolf, lion, or stallion. You'd have settled for bear, even. <<endif>><<if $random == 2>> You flip through the magazine until you a headline catches your eye: "What can your astrological sign tell you about your erogenous zones?" You fill in some info about your birth day and year. Supposedly, the stars say the backs of your knees are especially sensitive. You decide that's preposterous, but idly touch them. It is kind of nice, you guess. And right at Bolt's height.<<endif>><<if $random == 3>> You flip through the magazine until you a headline catches your eye: "What's the best sex position for you?" After a handful of questions, you get doggy style. You pump your fist in the air. "Yes!" Bolt trots into the room, ears up. He sits in front of you and tilts his head. Feeling a little silly for your outburst, you pet between his ears. "Good news, Bolty: the magazine says we're doing sex right." He yaps once for yes, then wags.<<endif>><<if $random == 4>> You flip through the magazine until you a headline catches your eye: "Is he into you?" None of the questions ask if the guy's chewed up your underwear trying to pull it down with his teeth, but Bolt still scores a "wrapped around your finger."<<endif>> You're in the [[living room|Living room]].

<<set $location = "Living Room">>Location: <<print $location>> You walk into the living room and set the mail down on the coffee table. You're now in the [[living room|Living room]].

<<set $location = "Your Room">>Location: <<print $location>> A few pages into the image results, you find a bunch of Photoshops of you having sex with Bolt. At first, you're horrified, but then you realize this would provide cover if somebody ever got suspicious. Besides, some of these aren't half bad. They insist on giving you big boobs, but at least they picked a porn actor with freckles. And apparently the source material is limited, so there's more than one with a Samoyed with a lightning bolt edited on his flank. Somehow, you're less weirded out by this than you are of the cosplay version of yourself masturbating. She has a nice butt, though. ~[[Get off the computer|Penny's bedroom]].

<<set $location = "Yard">>Location: <<print $location>><<set $random = Math.floor(Math.random()*5)>><<if $random == 0>> Your ears perk at the sound of a hamster doing his own theme music. As you watch, Rhino sneaks down under the porch. A chorus of tiny voices cheer. "Your king has arrived!" Rhino dances around as really tiny flowers rain down on him. "Oh yeah!" A couple of well-dressed field mice scamper to take his arms, then lead him deeper under the porch. <<set $rhinoGone = "yes">> You pad forward, curious. Peeking under the deck, you see a miniature town, complete with a hotel, restaurant, and apartment complex. It's actually very impressive. You'd consider it a security risk, but mice are really small. A middle-aged mouse in a business uniform scampers up to you. "Are you the taxi I called?" You tilt your head. "I don't think so." "Oh." She fluffs out a tiny newspaper to read. "Sorry. I didn't realize you were off-duty." This mouse is foolish. You're always on duty. You leave the weird mice to whatever it is they do.<<endif>><<if $random == 1>> You see a squad of three pigeons sitting on the porch railing. It's been a while since you got an avian intelligence report. You trot up to them and clear your throat. "Tell me what you know, birds." The pigeons shrug.<<endif>><<if $random == 2>> An unidentified transport drives by. The occupants appear to be singing some kind of song about ice magic. The pilot of the vehicle looks weary. It doesn't slow down or attempt to breach the perimeter, so you decide not to bark at it.<<endif>><<if $random == 3>> A giant machine rumbles past, taking up the entire road. It has four long arms, currently raised straight up, covered in dozens of round metal blades. Mittens has assured you people use it for growing food, but those sharp metal disks could very well be projectiles. You keep an eye on it, making note of where it goes, just in case.<<endif>><<if $random == 4>> Checking the edge of the property, you investigate the ditch along the side of the road. It's a respectable defensive measure, since invading cars would crash there and explode, alerting you to trouble. You spot a tabby cat tail slinking through the tall grass there. "Intruder!" You bark. "Identify yourself!" The tail prickles straight up, going bushy. A sultry voice asks: "Umm, who wants to know?" You narrow your gaze, ears raised for signs of deception. "I ask the questions around here, cat." The feline saunters from cover. His orange fur shimmers in the sunlight, immaculately groomed. Green eye flash with passion. "I'm just here to see my Kitty Softpaws." You tilt your head. "Who?" "It is my bedroom name, for my true love." He twirls a paw in the air, smoothing a whisker in one smooth motion. "For the one you know as...Mittens." "Ah, a code name." You give him a serious look. "How can I be sure you even know Mittens?" "Oh, Bolt, lay off, would ya?" The black and white feline trots up, tail swishing in annoyance. The two cats head off together, walking closer than is probably necessary. You decide not to intervene. Mittens seems pretty serious about monitoring him.<<endif>> You're still in the [[yard|Yard]].

You're still on your [[computer|Computer]]. <<set $location = "Your Room">>Location: <<print $location>> [img[https://www.dropbox.com/s/bnm56aqmzhpwby1/Both%20BJ%20Anim.gif?dl=1]] ~[[Watch another video|Watch some private videos]]. ~[[Close the encrypted folder|Computer]].

<<set $location = "Shelter belt">>Location: <<print $location>> A naughty idea comes together in your head. With Mom out of town, you're now completely in the clear. Nobody can see down into the creek from the road or any of the surrounding properties. Getting to your feet, you cast your gaze over the babbling water. Bolt perks his ears at you. You smile, then start taking off your clothes. You kick out of your shoes and dance out of your socks. Your shirt, your bra, your shorts, and finally your panties pile up on top of them. Your canine companion watches with interest. He sits up beside the oak tree and wags at your nudity. The water feels so cool on your bare skin, quickly carrying off the heat of the day. The round stones and soft mud shift under your feet, but never fast enough to trip you up. Gentle currents brush past as you shoot a smile Bolt's way. With a happy yap, he springs to his feet. He trots after you to the creekside, then straight into the water. His strong paws churn the water and he trudges toward you. Being much shorter, he soon has to doggy paddle. You dive under the cool water, then look up at him. His wide white paws churn the water as his stocky muzzle pokes through the surface to locate you. Feeling scandalous, you swim up and deliver a kiss to the tip of his sheath. His limbs stiffen in surprise. From above the water, you hear him yap with surprise as you poke your tongue just inside his opening. He braces against your shoulders, very gently, even as he humps at your mouth. Running out of breath, you pop back to the surface. Bolt paddles in place as you sweep back your hair, then swims toward you. Once he gets close enough, he licks your stomach while his every wag splashes more little waves. [img[https://www.dropbox.com/s/9xlb4y6w56ikq0u/BoltPenny_SkinnyDip.jpg?dl=1]] At Bolt's nuzzles, you lean back atop the bank. Hot summer air greets your skin wherever it surfaces. The canine climbs atop you, rivulets running off his fur and down your naked body. You press up against him, feeling the contrast of hot canine flesh against your water-chilled thighs. The white shepherd plants his paws in the stream bed, lapping at your breasts alongside the waterline. His hips press to yours, spreading your legs wide. You feel his cock tip bump against your outer folds. With a smirk of anticipation, you reach down and part your lips to help him enter you. The cool creek water is soon replaced by a hot and growing canine erection. A few firm bucks later, he's inside you. Your hand, dripping, caresses his cheek. "Come on, buddy. That's it..." With a happy little yip, Bolt sinks fully into you. The slow rush of the water along your body counterpoints the rhythm of him atop you. His sheath bunches back as he thrusts inside. The ample moisture allows him to slide easily in, even as the water slows him down. Slosh after slosh accompanies his movements as he rides you against the creek bank. You wrap eager arms around him, moaning encouragement. Digging your heels into the round rocks, you tilt your hips to meet his. That lovely length hits all sorts of places inside you. Reaching under his belly, you play with your clit. The chill of the water and the heat of your passion add a whole new layer of sensation to the experience. All the while, the muscular canine is pumping his hips against yours. Hit knot pops in and out of you, subtle at first, but then with increasing resistance. You gasp, knowing you can't take much more. "Mmm! Tie me, Bolt!" You buck back against him and finger yourself faster. "Yeah!" Ears back, he heeds your command with a massive thrust—burying himself in you, knot and all. The sensation tips you over the edge and you shudder into orgasm. With his every heartbeat, you feel the knot swelling. It spreads you wide and traps the heat of his semen inside you. After the last spurt of climax fades to a dribble, he collapses atop you. You lay there, under your lover. "Good boy..." You stroke his ears. Life is so different now than it was on the show. Back then, you barely had time for anything; now you have all the time in the world. His cum squishes around inside you as the cool water courses around you. A gentle summer breeze kisses your exposed skin. After a luxurious twenty minutes or so, his knot slips free. His hot cum mixes with the water, floating to the surface in a faint white swirl as it drifts away. Bolt nuzzles you sweetly and After putting your clothes back on, you and Bolt take the long way back to the [[porch|Porch]].

<<set $location = "Upstairs Hallway">>Location: <<print $location>> You peek around the corner and feel the heat rise in your cheeks. Your person is on her side on the bed, one hand clutching a small, forgotten book, the other buried between her legs. A pair of panties lie on the floor. She has one knee up, skirt hiked around her waist. Her eyes are closed as she works her fingers into her sex, filling the room with soft, sexy sounds and a scent that slips into your nose and burrows down your spine to stir your sheath. Her lips are moving, as though she’s whispering something, but you’re too far away; even your super hearing isn’t enough from this distance. You have to get closer, but if Penny sees you, she might stop what she’s doing. ~[[Creep into the room]]. ~[[Dash in before you’re seen]].

<<set $location = "Penny's Bedroom">>Location: <<print $location>> You creep around the corner of the bedroom, head and ears low, tail not daring to wag. If you can just get up onto the bed, there’s a chance you can tip her over the edge with a single surprise lick. You’re done it before. But as you cross the threshold, your paw comes down on the seam between two old, separated floorboards, and they creak like an alarm bell. You wince at the sound. So much for all that stealth training. Penny lets out a squeak that has nothing to do with pleasure, jerking upright on the bed, the paperback hitting the wall and tumbling behind her dresser. Her eyes, initially fixed on the empty air of the doorway, flick down to you. "Bolt! You scared the bejeezus out of me. Don’t sneak up on a girl like that. I thought Mom had just walked in on me..." She trails off, looking from her sticky fingers to her naked sex. "...yeah, well, mood’s kinda ruined now." You sigh, but understand. Your missions with Penny are about feeling good, not being scared. You ignore your heavy sheath and settle onto your rump as Penny retrieves her book and puts her skirt back on. You are in the [[bedroom|Penny's room]].

<<set $location = "Upstairs Hallway">>Location: <<print $location>> You wait for Penny to give one of her lovely little moans, using it as cover to slip across the room to the foot of the bed. Peeking over the bedspread, you see she's still curled up, lost in pleasure as her fingers sing busily between the puffy pink lips of her sex. Success! She didn’t notice you. As lovely as the sight of your person in pleasure is, you’re still on a mission. You have to get up there and lend your assistance. You suppress a whine of need as you feel your cock slipping from your sheath and into the cooler air of the bedroom, fueling your urgency. ~[[Hop up]]! ~[[Slip up quietly]].

<<set $location = "Penny's Bedroom">>Location: <<print $location>> You wait for Penny to give one of her lovely little moans, using it as cover to slip across the room to the foot of the bed. Peeking over the bedspread, you see she's still curled up, lost in pleasure as her fingers sing busily between the puffy pink lips of her sex. Success! She didn’t notice you. As lovely as the sight of your person in pleasure is, you’re still on a mission. You have to get up there and lend your assistance. You suppress a whine of need as you feel your cock slipping from your sheath and into the cooler air of the bedroom, fueling your urgency. ~[[Hop up]]! ~[[Slip up quietly]].

<<set $location = "Penny's Bedroom">>Location: <<print $location>> The bed is soft and familiar beneath your paws. While the loft has become your main base of operations, Penny’s bed has seen more than its share of action over the years. You allow pleasant memories to wash over you as you regard your person half-naked and squirming with pleasure. Penny cracks an eye to grin at you, licking her lips. "H-hey, Bolty. Come for the show?" She spreads her bare legs a little wider, giving you full clearance to stare at the way the knuckles of three fingers are disappearing into her sopping sex. You watch with growing interest, and an even faster growing erection. Your ears perk ramrod straight. Seeing you stare, she gives a musical laugh. "Okay, Bolty, but I’m a big-time Hollywood star. I don’t work for free." Her eyes slip down your body to your sheath with undisguised longing. "I wanna see it again, Bolty. Please?" You blush, but you know what she’s talking about. There’s one special trick you taught yourself, and Penny is always trying to get you to show you how it works. Wordlessly, you flop down onto your side. Your cock bounces from the impact. You lift your leg to give Penny an unobstructed view as you lean in to lick at your emerging member. Your person swallows visibly, her fingers speeding up, thumb brushing her clit in an erratic rhythm as she pants. Slipping a hand up under her shirt, she fondles her breast in counterpoint to her other hand as her eyes drift along your balls and shaft. Her scent is amazing, filling the room and making your cock throb and grow, even as you cradle it in your tongue and slip it past your lips. You begin to bob your head, feeling the smoothness of your cock and the gentle roughness of your tongue playing off each other as salt and warmth fill your cheeks. You're so lost in pleasure you don’t notice when it happens, but at some point you and your person go from staring at each other’s junk to staring at each other’s eyes. You feel your cock rubbing against the roof of your mouth, taste your own approaching climax on your precum. You hear the soft, wet sounds of Penny’s self-ministrations, smell her pleasure on the air, but none of it matters. You and your person are together, and happy, and you’re both about to orgasm. Nothing else matters. Since she had such a head start, Penny is the first to hit her climax. She yelps and shudders, curling around her hand and whimpering as climax overwhelms her. Seeing that she’s taken care of, you almost casually slip your tongue down around your knot and set yourself off. Climaxing on your own is never quite the same as having Penny see to you, of course, but as you revel in the waves of crashing pleasure and gulp dutifully as the cum flooding your muzzle, it’s not the worst thing in the world either. Once your vision clears, you lick yourself clean, making sure to be especially thorough for Penny’s benefit. She watches with rapt attention, reaching out to caress your head as you chase your cock back into its fuzzy home. "There’s my little showman." You are in the [[bedroom|Penny's bedroom]].

<<set $location = "Penny's Bedroom">>Location: <<print $location>> Gently, so gently your tags don’t even jingle, you rise up on your hind legs and put first one paw, then the other on the bed. It’s difficult to lever yourself up --it even takes some gymnastics at one point, your hind legs raising off the ground as your front legs support all your weight-- but it's worth it to have infiltrated Penny’s pleasure session undetected. Your person is a feast for the senses. Her hair is tousled, falling over the pillow as her head tosses. Her shirt is pulled up and her skirt is too, exposing her completely from the belly down. Her fingers are gleaming with her juices as she pleasures herself, one hand busy inside her as the other caresses along her belly and thighs. This close, you can focus past the wet, rhythmic sounds of her masturbation to hear what she’s whispering to herself: "Bolt, Bolt, ohh, Bolt..." Clearly, you have an opportunity before you. The only question is, how do you proceed? ~[[Take over for her]]. ~[[Encourage her]].

<<set $location = "Penny's Bedroom">>Location: <<print $location>> The temptation is too great. Resistance is useless. You bound forward to close the final gap, and you’re drooling in anticipation even before your tongue makes contact. Penny’s yelp of surprise is almost enough to distract you from the sudden flood of flavors across your tongue, the delicate texture of her folds making way for you. "Bolt!" your person gasps, slick fingers curling in your head fur. "Where did you-- I mean, how-- ah!" She shudders as you drag your tongue up across the nub of her clit. "Ohmygosh, Bolty, don’t stop! I need it!" Naturally, you’re more than happy to oblige. Her flavor is incredible and familiar, your very favorite in all the world. But it’s the way she moans and arches her back, the way she spreads her legs in silent plea that really gets your blood pumping. You repay her trust with enthusiasm, dragging your tongue along her center, fluids dripping from your chin as you twist this way and that, continuously assaulting your person from new angles. Her legs and torso squeeze tighter and tighter around you, curling inward as she whimpers, until with a cry she comes unwound all at once. With a cry of your name and a clench of her passage around your tongue, Penny convulses. Her hands grip your thick neck fur to keep you from retreating, the young girl flooding your muzzle with her climax as you work frantically to keep up with the flow. By the time you guide her back down from her climax, your girl is beaming down at you, hair plastered by sweat to her forehead. She stretches, languorous, her shoulders solling in a way that makes you swallow. "Boy..." She smirks. "You really know how to get the drop on someone." She struggles to sit up and pulls her sweat-damp t-shirt off her body, tossing it aside to reveal she’s not wearing her tactical undergarment at the moment. Now naked, she pulls you up her body by the collar, until your nose is within kissing range. "Your turn now, buddy." With an eager yip, you allow yourself to be guided by the soft, slightly-sticky hands of your person. You blink in surprise as you’re directed to sit on her belly, but her plan quickly becomes clear. As soon as you’re settled, her paws descend on your now-accessible sheath and balls, rolling the orbs with tender care and teasing at your exposed flesh. You let out a groan of pleasure and submit completely to her ministrations. Your person always has the best plans. With expertise born of long, frequent practice, Penny guides you fully from your sheath. As you swiftly achieve full hardness, she presses you against the naked softness of her trim belly, letting creamy skin over firm muscles caress you as you can’t help but thrust a little. "Go ahead, Bolty." Her voice coaxes you to new heights of desire. "Just do what comes naturally. I want to see my handsome doggy’s O face." You would love nothing more than to give in and let her bring you to climax. Only, there's one detail she seems to have overlooked: if you unleash your superpowers now, you’ll be doing it onto her, making the sort of terrible mess you typically try to avoid on these missions. You wiggle, about to protest, but Penny chooses that moment to spot your growing knot and pounce on it, caressing the bulging flesh and encouraging it to swell. "There you are..." She croons, her tone eager. "Just a little more, Bolty. Can you give me a show, buddy? Can you do that for me?" It’s rapidly beginning to look like you aren’t going to have a choice. Escape is unthinkable; it would involve moving away from the soft, loving fingers that slip into your sheath and caress the bundle of nerves at the base of your cock. Your only recourse is to thrust against Penny’s belly and apologize later. Pleasure zaps through you. Your breaths grow short. Your tongue lolls out. "Are you almost there, boy? My wrist is getting--ack!" Penny gets cut off by your first gob of cum splattering across her face, closing her eyes as protection against the rest of it as it comes thick and fast. Your vision blurs as pleasure seizes your nervous system, reducing you to an engine designed to do nothing but climax as you empty your balls all over your person. The first thing to register as you return to sanity is salt on your tongue. You realize, belatedly, that you’re licking a giggling Penny’s face, and pause for a moment to consider the taste of your own cum. "How’s that for a reward, buddy?" Penny grins, trailing her hand down her chest and belly, and you notice they they, too are splattered and dripping with the result of your passion. It pools in the hollow of her throat, traces the contours of her pert breasts. Her navel has been flooded to a little lake of white. "That was really cool to watch, Bolt. You sure had a lot for me, didn’t you? I’m gonna smell like your stuff now." She brings cum-slick fingers to her lips, making a show of sucking them clean. "I think I like that idea. Do you?" You yap an affirmative, bending to lick a stray droplet off one of her nipples. You didn’t mean to make such a mess, but fortunately your person doesn’t seem to mind. Penny gasps, arching her back unto your tongue with a giggle. "Okay, Bolty. I’m gonna need your help getting clean. Think you’re up for it?" It takes a while to get Penny clean --you make sure to be very, very thorough-- and for her to find replacement clothes. By the time you’re done, the scent of sex has mostly faded from Penny’s bedroom. You're in [[Penny's bedroom]].

<<set $location = "Penny's Bedroom">>Location: <<print $location>> Carefully, so carefully, you approach your person, eyes wide and pulse racing at the sight of her laid out in pleasure. You stealth training serves you well, even as you step over her squirming body. You time your movements with her own, make sure to use her clothing to mask the touch of your fur. It’s only when she feels your breath on her neck that her gasp tells you she's noticed you, and by then she’s far enough gone that her only reaction is a mewl and a shudder. A book in her hand, she twists beneath you, big brown eyes wide, cheeks flushed with lust. "Did you hear me, Bolty? Did you smell me?" Blushing to meet your gaze, she bites her lower lip. "I’ve been thinking of you." The sound in the room alters as she increases the tempo of her fingers. You can’t see her pussy from this position, but that’s all right. You’re where you need to be. By way of answer, you lean down and lick her, dragging your tongue from the base of her neck to her jawline, following the muscle that dances as her jaw clenches. You close your eyes with a playful growl, savoring the salt on her skin and going back for more. Her reaction is a sweet cry, an arching of her spine that tells you how much she likes it. "It--it was the book." She gasps, abandoning the paperback to the sheets as her second hand slips down between her legs to assist the first. "The hero saved his girlfriend from a burning building, just like you saved me, and then he took her back to his place and it turned into this amazing sex scene and oh gosh, Bolt, I could practically feel you." You give a sympathetic whimper, keeping your licks long and slow, bathing her shoulder, her throat, even up to curl around the back of her ear. You’re fully hard, of course, your cock dribbling precum onto the bedspread. Or maybe directly onto your person; you would have to stop licking to check. You hunch over her like a fuzzy gargoyle, sheltering your person as she pleasures herself, assuring her with whimpers and licks that you’re there to love her and keep her safe. "I think about you all the time, Bolty." Your person babbles, lost in pleasure. You can feel her pulse racing through the delicate skin of her throat. "You’re every romance novel hunk. Every porn star. Whenever I see something sexy, I imagine it’s you doing it to me. I love you so much!" Any response you might have made is lost as she bucks suddenly, her eyes clenching shut in the telltale signs of your person's climax. She curls around her fingers as she crests the wave, a wordless cry of pleasure on her lips. You help as best you can, crooning devotion as you cradle her, continuing your grooming. When it’s over she twists to look up at you, and though she’s red-faced and sweating there’s mischief in her eyes. "I'm not done yet, Bolty. I need more..." Her rump lifts off the bed, and the shock of her soft rump against your exposed cock makes you jump and whimper. You’re happy to oblige, of course. You dance into position as Penny rolls onto her front beneath you, hands under her and bottom in the air. You feel the familiar curve of her spine along your belly, smell the familiar tang of her hair as you bury your nose in her ponytail, and as she guides you into place and you slip inside her, you feel the familiar tightness of her passage around your straining cock, still fluttering from her recent climax. Feeling how ready she is, and with your own libido howling at you, there’s no need to take things slow. You fold your forelegs around her hips, paws to her belly, her cry of pleasure music to your ears as you sink yourself into her. No sooner has your sheath brush the lips of her sex than you’re pulling back, dragging you slick cock along her slicker walls to do it all over again. The two of you fall silent as you get to work, both too lost in the sensations as you begin to pump into your person. She’s warm and wet around your length, tight and inviting, clenching along your length to make all rational thought escape you. You hunch low over her body, feel her shirt riding up, and shudder as you feel your knot beginning to tug at the entrance to her passage with each outward stroke. "Mmmph!" Penny groans into the pillow, writhing in pleasure so that you have to keep a tight grip to avoid having to reposition. "Mmm, Bolty! Your knot... Go ahead, Bolty. I want it. I want it so much." You can’t argue with that, and you’re not even going to try. Instead, the next time that swelling bulge sinks into Penny’s slick interior, it stays there. You keep your pelvis flush to her rear, sinking into her in short, sharp, needy thrusts. Your own climax is a freight train in a dark tunnel; distant at first, but coming up fast. As with so many times before, your knot eventually grows too large to leave her. And, as with so many times before, the knowledge that you’re bound inside your person, destined to fill her with your seed, is enough to tip you over the edge. You clench her hips and whimper as pleasure crashes over you, your cock jumping, twitching, flooding her with your essence as you hold on for dear life. Penny feels it too, from the way her spine arches, and the sudden presence of her fingers at your joining, caressing the base of your knot. "Ohmygosh, Bolty. I can feel it. So warm! It’s filling me up!" She tumbles into another lovely climax, her passage rippling along your length, drawing out your own orgasm and making certain her womb receives every drop of your cum. You stay like that, in your sacred position atop her, until both of you are burned out, your pleasure ebbing and leaving you strung out and pleasantly stiff. Rather than wait for you to come unstuck, Penny gives an established signal, a slight waggle, and you gingerly roll with her, until you’re both on your sides, her back to your belly and your cock still within her. She shivers and simpers, stroking your front paws. "Mmmm, that was amazing, Bolty. Thank you so much." You give the back of her neck another lick, and she pulls a blanket up over both of you. You awaken some time later to find your knot has shrunk and your cock has retreated to its sheath. Penny stirs as well, rising from her nap with a kiss to your forehead, fetching fresh clothes to resume the day. You're in [[Penny's bedroom]].

<<set $location = "Living Room">>Location: <<print $location>> Putting the cat out of your mind, you find the seam of Penny’s pants and follow it with playful nibbles until you reach the waistband. This you take gingerly in your teeth and begin to pull, making your person shudder in anticipation as her rump hikes higher. She’s forced to narrow her wide-legged stance a bit so you can pull them down, but you only need to get them around her knees to proceed with your mission. Her plain white panties follow, though they aren’t as stretchy, and there’s the ominous growl of ripping fabric. [img[https://www.dropbox.com/s/lt1qqyl9ky324dr/BoltPenny_MittensWatches.jpg?dl=1]] "Bolt!" Penny yelps, twisting to try and examine the garment. "You’ve gotta be more careful with my underwear. I’m not gonna have any left!" Personally, you fail to see how this would be a bad thing, but if she objects it’s your duty to try and obey. You resume tugging, gentler this time, but almost immediately there’s the sound of ripping again. She sighs. "Oh, forget it, Bolty. No sense trying to save them now." With a whimper of obedience, you give the garment a proper pull. It shreds before your might, coming away in your teeth and revealing your person’s round, upturned ass, as well as the tender, swollen folds of her sex. "Um, okay, wow. That was actually pretty hot. Maybe I should— ack!" She yelps and lapses into silence as your tongue slathers across her newly-exposed privates, the taste of her arousal dancing across of your tongue, filling your mind with desire. You drink greedily from her, pressing your tongue deep inside and exploring every crevice you find. She melts under your onslaught, clenching around your tongue, and before long you can tell she’s ready. You hop onto her back, impatient with desire, fitting yourself along her spine as you press your cock --fully exposed and erect, thanks to Penny’s scent-- against her inner thighs. You hump madly, whimpering at the feel of her soft skin against your cock as you seek her entrance with mounting desperation. You human must be equally impatient, because she shifts her weight to one arm and slips the other to guide you on a shaky approach to your destination. The instant you feel her heat against your tip you press forward, sinking bliss-deep into her familiar passage. Penny cries out in pleasure, and again as you begin to move. Her spine arches, rump in the air to meet your thrusts, face buried in the carpet as she urges you onward. The hand that guided you home has not retreated; you can still feel it rubbing frantically at your joining, assaulting her clit as you spread her open again and again. You must have done a good job with your warm-up, because suddenly she’s clenching around you in that most intimate of rhythms, her hips arching toward you for more pleasure, hips rising, rising-- Too high, as it turns out. In her search for deeper penetration, Penny’s rump bucks high beneath you, and with a yelp of surprise your hind legs come clear off the ground. Your next thrust was already in motion, and the force of it swings your legs forward beneath your person, tumbling you backwards and off of her. The next thing you know, you’re on your back on Penny’s padded exercise mat, staring at the ceiling through the stars in your vision. Trying to get your bearings, you look down. Past your glistening, painfully-hard erection, Penny has twisted to look back at you, concern and contrition and arousal all warring in her eyes. Her pussy is still exposed, still lifted high, still spasming a little with her own climax. "Sorry about that, buddy." She prowls around, approaching you on all fours. "You got me all worked up and I couldn’t help myself. Here..." She slips her hand around the twitching crimson spire of your cock, drawing it toward her lips. "Let me kiss it better." Her lips descend around your cock, banishing any lingering aches as she mixes her saliva with your combined sexual juices. Wasting no time, she slips her tongue along your underside as it passes, bobbing her head along your length, her flaming red ponytail bobbing with the motion. Your barely-open eyes catch movement, and you notice Mittens is still watching from her vantage point, peeking over the upper lip of the bookcase, eyes rapt on the two of you. Her triangular ears prick forward every time Penny makes one of her soft little moans around your cock. Her green eyes flick from your face to where Penny is working, her head visibly tracking the human girl’s motions along your straining length. You feel your cheeks flush, but there’s no way you’re going to ask Penny to stop at this point. You’re so focused on your observer that you don’t see Penny’s maneuver coming. Without warning, her hand has slipped around your balls, kneading them softly as she takes your cock deep enough for her tongue to caress your swollen knot. It’s difficult for you to climax without your knot fully involved, but Penny knows every trick in your book. The spying cat suddenly forgotten, you yelp and buck, cock surging as you climax straight into your person’s waiting throat. Penny sputters and swallows, trying to keep up with the flow, but she can’t help but let a little bit slip through, her hand flying up to cup her chin and catch the worst of it. When, at last, she’s certain you're finished, she pulls back off your cock and gives you a sticky smile. With deliberate slowness, she raises her cupped palm to her mouth and slurps up what she was able to gather, making you whimper and your deflating cock twitch. "There. I hope you’ve learned your lesson about interrupting someone’s yoga, Bolt. Now stay there: I gotta go get a towel or something." She stands and wobbles off, legs still uncertain. This parting directive quickly makes it awkward when Mittens takes the opportunity to hop down off the shelf. She tries to look everywhere else, but her eyes keep going back to your cock. You move your legs to hide it, but Penny told you to stay on your back to minimize the mess, and your cock is still mostly exposed, jutting towards the ceiling from a sea of sticky, matted white fur. The scent of sex would be impossible to ignore even if she hadn’t witnessed you in the act. Ya know... She steps from a china cabinet onto the back of the couch, her voice conspicuously casual. I met this dog once who dragged me all across the country even though he had no idea how the world worked. If you’d asked me, I’d have laid down money that he wouldn’t even know what to do under someone’s tail. She shakes her head ruefully. I really miss that dog. He would never have tried to traumatize me like this. You roll your eyes. You didn’t have to watch, cat. Yeah, well— Mitten clears her throat, descending from the couch to make for the front door. I got stuff to do now. You know, important cat stuff. Don’t wait up. With her gone, you’re left to contemplate your sticky belly until Penny returns to clean you up. With your respective messes addressed well enough for the moment, you get back to your busy schedule. You're still in the [[living room|Living room]].

<<set $location = "Living Room">>Location: <<print $location>> Pulling yourself away from Penny's efforts, you pad over to the bookcase, ignoring the way your heavy sheath bounces as you walk. Craning your neck to look up at the reclining cat, you puff out your chest and fold your ears in a businesslike manner. This is a little awkward, so you put on your Stern Authority Figure voice. Mittens, I’m going to have to ask you to leave. My person needs me to satisfy her, and we’re going to require privacy. The cat looks scandalized. Don’t act like this was her idea! I just watched you waltz over there and slobber all over her! Grumbling, she glares down at you. Can’t you two just take it somewhere else? I was napping. A glance back reveals Penny watching you, an amused eyebrow raised. You consider the low, semi-urgent throbbing of your mostly-sheathed penis, the traces of your person on your lips and tongue. You consider how long it might take the two of you to find another suitable location. A couple minutes, at least. No, I’m afraid that’s impossible. Ugh, fine. She grouses, bounding down off the shelf and making for the exit with a disgruntled flick of her tail. But don’t think I don’t see where this is going, Wags. You don’t get to turn the whole house into a love dungeon just because the old lady is outta town. Penny smiles wryly at the retreating cat, tilting her head as you pad back over to her. "Didn’t want an audience, huh boy?" She gives a languid, full-body stretch, tracing her fingers along the waistband of her snug shorts. "Well, now you’ve got me all to yourself, and I still need my workout..." You yap in delight and anticipation as she strips, sliding out of her tights and panties in a single motion. You close in as she’s freeing herself from her tank top, following her creamy thighs up to press your nose to the thatch of copper curls between her legs. Your person laughs and shivers, dancing away from you to plop onto the couch, naked legs spread wide in invitation. Slender fingers tease the folds of her sex as she smiles at you. "Come on, Bolty. I’m so ready for you." Your tongue leads you in, curling past those fingers to taste Penny’s inner folds. You follow as she arches her spine, relentless in your pursuit of the flavor. At a tug on your collar, you hop up, hips between Penny’s knees and paws framing her naked torso. You transition to licking her breasts, tracing the delicate skin with your tongue, leaving them glistening in the light of the television. You pay extra attention to her nipples, teasing them to stiffness beneath your tongue. Your person moans in appreciation as she guides you forward, pressing your emerging cocktip against her slit, then inside. "Ohmygosh, Bolty. Keep doing that!" You keep yourself pressed flush against her, letting each beat of your heart swell your member into her. It doesn’t take long; you’re helpless against Penny’s charms, as always. Soon, you’re humping gently, hips rolling. Your girl sighs with every in-stroke, her familiar heat bearing down on you, urging you on. It’s a difficult rhythm to maintain; your instincts cry out to go faster, harder, to make this beautiful creature yours. You resist, barely. You’re enjoying the deliberate pace, and the way it makes Penny’s breathing hitch. It’s not until the first tug of your knot against her folds that your lover stirs. "Don’t tie, Bolty, okay?" She pulls you away from the pink nub of her nipple, pressing her lips to yours and letting your lapping tongue briefly caress her own. "I want to make a mess." This is another difficult urge to disobey, but Penny takes good care of you: one hand slips down between you, and rather than proceed to pleasure herself as you expected, those slim fingers instead curl behind your growing knot, launching fireworks in your brain as she teases your bulge to full width. Your climax hits hard and suddenly. One moment you’re struggling to maintain your pace inside your person, and the next she’s given a perfect squeeze and you’re tumbling over the edge. You yelp and hunch down over her, balls clenching, cock spasming, flooding her passage with your seed. She’s there the whole time, squeezing your legs with fingers and passage, coaching you through your climax as she croons loving nonsense in your ear. As your pleasure fades, the buzz of sensation on your overstimulated cock is suddenly too much. You slip off and out of her, retreating from the white-hot pleasure of her touch. From the floor between her legs, you get a full view of your effect on your person: without your knot in play, you weren’t able to deliver your payload as deep as usual, and it’s already dribbling out. Cum seeps from her core to trace her rump and dribble onto the floor. You lean in to lick it up, tracing the contours of her sex as you clear away the evidence of your union. You coax her to her own climax trying to wriggle your tongue into the folds that surround her clit. Still, you’re careful not to delve too deep into her. She wanted to be messy, after all. "Mmm..." Your person moans, idly playing with her breasts as she enjoys her climax. "You’re the best workout partner a girl could ask for, Bolty." You're still in the [[living room|Living room]].

<<set $location = "Porch">>Location: <<print $location>> A quick whistle, then you sit waiting on the porch swing. Within a few seconds, a blur of fur flashes out of the barn and across the yard. Across the grass he trots, pure white against the green. Brown eyes meeting yours, he smiles and sits at your feet. He's such a handsome dog, with that proud chest and powerful build. Something just so masculine about him. Your gaze catches on something even more masculine between his legs. Getting on your knees, twirl your finger to signal him to roll over. He obliges, exposing his silky stomach fur to you, front paws up politely. He smiles with a cute little yap. Silly dog probably thinks he's just in for a tummy rub. While you do start with some scratches, your attentions get lower and lower. First, the heel of your hand brushes his sheath opening. Then, you just happen to scratch around and over it. At last, you cup his balls. A surprised woof rumbles up from his chest, but a happy one. Bolt wiggles his hips in your grasp, tail swishing on the sun-warm porch boards. With both hands now, you rub his sheath and gently massage his sac. The soft fur sweeps under your palms like a delicate paintbrush. Emerging from the sheath a little more with every stroke, the red tip of his gleams in the sunshine. It swells in your hand, the beginning of a knot hidden under fluff and tender flesh. Your dog whimpers, legs kicking with anticipation. Experience has tells you he's resisting the urge to hump up into your efforts, letting you lead. He's always such a good boy. Pushing his sheath back, your fingertips dance over his developing knot. A dribble of precum traces down to your fingers, evaporating in the summer sunlight. You lean in and massage it one side at a time with your tongue. His yaps get increasingly desperate, punctuated by sharp panting. He's already so close. Poor guy must be a little pent up. Car drones by in the distance. Even with the house between you and the road, you decide not to tease your furry lover. His cock feels fantastic as it enters your mouth: all smooth and hot and full of his flavor. You suck and lick with shameless enjoyment. With only a few short humps of warning, climax shudders through his muscular form. The salty rush of his cum hits your tongue. Another shot follows it, forcing you to gulp it down before it drips past your lips. A squeeze of your hand on his knot causes his back to arch upward, sending a pulse of hot canine semen down your throat. A moment of tense hangs in the air after his last spurt. Afterward, he collapses. Each pleasured pant flushes heat against your bare thighs. Sitting up, you wipe your mouth. You kneel there, stroking the moisture from his pelt. It's kind of nice, having the house all to yourself. It might be nice to live alone someday. Alone with Bolt, of course. You're still on the [[porch|Porch]].

<<set $location = "Living Room">>Location: <<print $location>> Your person takes fitness very seriously. In particular, she enjoys a regimen of elaborate bending and stretching that gives her greater flexibility than mere mortals. You’ve never had cause to object, since you get to personally benefit so much from her limberness. It’s usually inconvenient for her to do it in the living room, since she has to lay out a padded mat and it takes up a lot of the free space, but with Mom gone she’s taking the opportunity to watch television while she does her routine. Her current pose is very interesting. As you watch, the puts her hands on the floor in front of her and curves her spine into a deep "C" shape, her spandex-clad rump high in the air towards you. Her legs are spread wide, putting her backside at just about your head level. You take half a step towards her, uncertain. Certainly, it looks like an invitation, but it might just be one of those weird human things. Maybe you should check. Creeping forward, you take an experimental lick at the back of her knee, just below the hem of her workout shorts. "Whoa!" She jumps, craning her head to look back at you. "H-hey there, buddy. You startled me." This isn’t quite the answer you were looking for, so you lick again, and a third time. This time, Penny shivers, her legs spreading just a little bit wider, and that’s all the invitation you need to slip your muzzle up her leg. Her rump is framed perfectly by the snug shorts, everything described perfectly by the taut black fabric. You go straight for the jackpot. Penny groans and arches her back a little further as you wriggle your nose against her crotch. She drops her head down between her arms, smirking upside-down at you. "Hmm. Guess I should have seen this coming, huh buddy?" She gives her hips a playful wiggle. Movement in the corner of your eyes. You turn your head to see Mittens, formerly unnoticed, staring down at you from the bookshelf across the room. Her expression is hard to read, though her eyes are wide with surprise. ~[[Ignore Mittens]]. ~[[Shoo the cat away]].

<<set $location = "Penny's bedroom">>Location: <<print $location>> [img[https://www.dropbox.com/s/vlrtfriacvgs0ru/Bolt%20superbark.jpeg?dl=1]] Huh. I don't remember doing that. You're still on the [[information terminal|Computer]].