horny + stoned

first chapter if you missed it

second chapter if you missed it

You are a dog and you want to be a Good Dog, so there you are on the floor in the kitchen waiting for your final treat after a day of eating and eating and eating til your belly swells and aches, so that you can finally get your release

The bowl slides in front of you

It's filled with half a large brownie, diced into perfectly edible chunks, it almost looks like kibble. Your owner pours a bit of heavy cream around them so they're a little easier to lap up and tells you to dig in if you want your reward

So you do

And you growl and moan and whine as you try so hard to finish it all despite how full you are, how much your belly is protesting every chew and swallow. But if you stop eating then you are a Bad Dog and you get a swift strike of the crop to your ass, and of course you want to be a Good Dog, you are a Good Dog right? So better to just eat up

You're so close to being done

Cream and crumbs stain your face, your brain has completely quit on telling you to stop. You're all mouth and belly at work now. "Just four more bites," your owner whispers. You feel a rush of power in you, a need to impress... to contradict them in a way that won't get you spanked. "Less," you growl and swiftly finish the remaining chunks in two big bites

It's done

POV: You take me out on a brunch date & the dish I order looks like slop in a trough when it comes out. 😇🍳

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They step away to the kitchen, perfectly aligned in your view, and lay out all the ingredients they're going to put into the shake that will soon be resting heavily in your belly, turning you into a big balloon of calories

Chocolate ice cream, heavy cream, peanut butter, chocolate milk. They move it all over to the blender, just out of your vision, so that you can't quite see the amounts of any one ingredient before they're all blended together into smooth creamy, fatty heaven to slide down your throat

The blender stops buzzing and your shake is brought over to you, a hand teasing over your belly before the jug is lifted to your greedy lips. You part them, you let the chocolatey bliss coat your tongue and you swallow. And swallow and swallow and swallow

It stretches you so good, so full, so big and fat and laden with empty calories. You whine, whimper and moan, feeling beyond full as you get teased and poked at more, your feeder determining you still have room so you must finish it all

And in time, you do