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Lisa was a young, 19-year-old college student in braces. She lived alone in a small, cozy apartment with her beloved German Shepherd, Max. Max was a loyal and loving dog, but lately, there had been a noticeable change in his demeanor. He was more aggressive than usual, and his cock, normally semi-erect, had become fully hard and painfully throbbing, jutting out from his furry sheath with a mind of its own. His K9 balls were swollen to the point of overflowing with potent, canine cum.
One afternoon, Lisa was working on an assignment, her nose buried in a textbook while Max lay on the floor beside her, panting heavily. His enormous, engorged cock rubbed against the floor with each thrust of his hips, leaving a trail of precum in its wake. Lisa's concentration was fading due to the incessant sound of Max's state of arousal, but she knew better than to touch him there. The last time she'd tried, he'd growled ferociously at her.
Suddenly, Max's dog tag clanged against his collar, drawing Lisa's attention to the giant, red growth between his hind legs. It was then that she noticed something engraved on the tag she'd never seen before. Squinting, she read the message aloud: "In case of emergency, call 1-800-FU-CK-ME-DOG."
Lisa gasped, her face flushing with embarrassment and arousal as she realized what the message implied. Max sensed her change in demeanor and looked up at her with pleading, lust-filled eyes. Lisa's mind was in turmoil. As much as she loved Max, the thought of having any sort of sexual contact with him was both wrong and taboo. Yet, she couldn't deny the growing wetness between her legs as she stared at his pulsing, throbbing cock.
Max seemed to sense her inner turmoil and, as if to seal her fate, he inched his way closer to her, placing his head in her lap and rubbing his hard, hot length against her thigh. His hips thrust uncontrollably, leaving a trail of sticky precum on her jeans. Lisa's resolve crumbled. She knew she should call the number on his tag, but the temptation was too great. Slowly, she reached out a trembling hand and gently wrapped her fingers around his swollen cock...
...and moaned. His cock felt hot in her hand, the veins pulsing with pent-up lust. Lisa couldn't believe she was actually doing this, but the taboo thrill of it all sent shivers down her spine. Max whimpered with pleasure as she stroked him from base to tip, her fingers barely able to encircle his girth. His precum coated her hand, making it easier to pump him off.