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Let's do some math. The average male German Shepherd is around two and a half feet long in freedom units, from the withers - his shoulders- to his group - the base of his tail. The average male German Shepard weighs around 80 pounds. A large one can be upwards of one hundred. Head to toe, you've got some more bodyweight, and two and a half feet on the animal.

Except, your legs - and that extra 2.5 feet - won't be part of the equation when he fucks you. You will be bent over a bed, or on all fours, or on your back with your legs spread, whatever, and all he's worried about is your cunt, and getting inside of it. Once you're down, your legs are functionally out of the equation.

So. Your legs are around 3 ft long. Once you are on the floor or bent over, we're now just comparing your torso to his; comparing the 'active' areas of your bodies when the Shepard claims you. When he's mounting you from behind, or looming over you as you lay on the floor, his torso is longer than yours. This means that, if he is on your back his head will extend easily beyond your shoulders. He could- and will- kiss you. You're his mate, after all.

Now, weight. You weigh more, barely, but being on your back or standing over you, the Shephard will have an advantage in leverage. Pound to pound, you have him beat... but once he has you where he wants you -as in, beneath him- he wins. And given that it's just ten pounds.... He wins anyway.

Here's basically what this all means: you crawl around, put your face to the floor while raising your ass, wave your hips side to side. The Shepard will approach, smell and lick you, and then attempt to mount you. You will have a short window here, as he's clawing your skin and clambering on top of you. Once he's nearly in place, he will begin thrusting, trying to find your pussy. Your ass crack and inner thighs will get slimy with every wild thrust, and his precum will begin to drool from the tip of his cock. The room will start to smell like saccharine protein powder. Your window is closing.

This is your best chance to shake him off. Every thrust gets him closer to finding his mark, and his cock is growing more stiff - if he finds your cunt, he will penetrate you. And, If he gets his cock inside of you, he will get more aggressive and desperate because he is now trying to knot you.

It takes anywhere from 30 seconds to 1 minute for an average dog's knot to completely engorge - meaning, once he has penetrated you, you have 1 minute max to get him off of you before it's too late.

However, nearly all of his weight will be on your middle and upper back, and he will have placed his front paws either over your shoulders or along the V in your abdomen to keep you in place, depending on his angle and how steep your back was when he mounted you.

Additionally, at this point, he will scratch the fuck out of you, both to mark you as his and to adjust his position. It will hurt. At this point, you'd probably be too shocked to really try to throw him off, and you'd struggle to do so anyway- because of his leverage, it'd be like doing a body weight pushup with an extra 50 pounds.

But, most importantly- German Shepherds are selfish, very rough lovers. They will bite the back of your neck- or your throat, if you're facing him- as they mate you. So, even if his knot hasn't claimed you yet, once those teeth are on your neck, he thinks that you belong to him. Those jaws close, and you are straight up his property, and he will lash out at anyone that tries to intervene, and at you if you try to escape. And, if you do get away, he will chase and bite and hurt you, attempt to bring you down. Even if his cock hasn't laid claim to your cunt yet, he- as a dominant animal- has laid claim to you- as his human, female mate.

But let's assume you're a smart and good girl, and accept your new place in the order of things. You wince and gasp and tremble, but your womanhood belongs to a dog now, and you allow your master to take it however he likes.

Bu now, his knot will have swelled and you are now tied to him. Your inner thighs are glistening with his cum, because dogs continually cum, even before you've taken the knot. Small, cloudy pools and threads of it dot the floor between your knees.

Now that you've taken the knot, however, there is no escape. His knot- a pink, gnarled, veiny bulb- is a thick as a child's fist; it is thick enough to cause a slight but visible bulge in your lower abdomen. He is now continually pumping cum into your sex, none of which can leak out from your body.

He knows that he's won now, so hell probably lick you, and you can't get away. He'll do this for a minute or two, then he'll whine and turn off of you. His knot will still be firmly rooted in your cunt, and he will awkwardly turn around, until his ass is against yours.

He does this because it creates a tighter seal in your pussy, and this is important, because he's still cumming inside of you, and faster than your cervix can carry his seed into your womb. *Your pussy is legit filling with doggy cum, and your womb is quickly becoming a reservoir for a German Shepherd's writhing sperm.

He will maintain this position for 5-8 minutes. You will start to feel full, because you are full, and now one of two things will happen: the shepard will remain calm, and his knot will shrink, and he'll plop out of you effortlessly.

Or, more likely: he will feel uncomfortable and try to pull away. Having climbed off of your back, You have the weight advantage now, so he will try to pull out, but he can't- you are functionally a dead weight within which he's buried his cock. He is to firmly tied to you, and this will stress him out. He will get upset and try to run, start to snarl and bark, and he may drag you a few inches backwards along the floor. You'll instinctively counteract this and try to lean forward, and the Shepard will feel his knot slightly sliding from you. He'll take this as a sign to keep running, so he'll keep trying to run.

And you will feel your pussy grip and stretch beyond anything you've ever imagined. It will probably make you cry and cum at the same time. It will feel like giving birth.

A few more minutes of this, and with a sloppy pop!, you'll lurch forward onto the floor, released from his knot, and canine cum will spill from you like from a faucet.

But, this is all just overflow. Your womb is already a sea of doggy genetic material, that will briefly fertilize you, before your hybrid embro is terminated by biological incompatibility... but he doesn't need to know that. All he needs to know is that he owns you - and he does. The semen spewing from your dog-mating cunt is the proof.

And then the Shepard will slink away from you, unceremoniously lick his cum - and yours- from his cock. When he's done, he'll saunter over to you, lick your cunt clean and, in a show of affection, lick your face and mouth.

Now you're less than human; the type of creature that instinctively obeys every time he mounts you, regardless of the hole; the kind of creature that will let a dog knot her as deeply as he can, even it makes you sick.

And it will - as sick as it gets you wet. But as soaked as you'll be, remember... You're not allowed to cum.

Because you ceased being human the moment his jaws clenched around your fucking neck...

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I know that turned you on. It's okay. Admit it.

And now that you're soaked, fantasizing about taking a dog's knot, let's talk about it. Either from the beginning, before all of this. Or maybe we get right to it, and skip the pretense, and talk about all that you might experience, submitting to my German Shepherd.

Or anything else. I'm open. But in the end, you're going to take dog cock. And you're going to cum all over one. Whether you admit that you want to, or not.

You ever fantasize about what it'd be like to be a prostitute? Of course you have.

And let me guess. You also imagine having no say in it; having an abusive pimp; being made to fuck men who are deranged or hideous, or both.

Your body and dignity sold by someone else.

I get it. Or maybe, you secretly crave to be degraded and used, but you need someone else to take the choice away and give you a firm, hard push into a stranger's lap.

Doesn't matter. Today, I want to give you what you want.

We'll agree on an amount that you "owe" me. And then from there, I'll be both your pimp, and the men I whore you out to. Depending upon how much I like how you handle and describe each risky fuck with a stranger in a filthy cheap motel, I'll "pay" you. Or maybe I won't.

Make enough to pay off your debt, and you're free. Until you come back, at least. And you will.

Once a whore, always a whore.

Alternatively, I'm open to whoring you out to other members on DPP instead. Meaning, I'm your pimp, but I then send you out to other people to roleplay with - and reward you depending upon how much they like you.

The pretext doesn't matter much. I get off on control, and on making good women do bad things for my perverse satisfaction. So however we get there, is fine with me.

Either way, put on your knee high boots, your fishnets, your little skirt and crop top. Do your makeup and hair, and then get at me you pretty little prostitute. **With a description of what you look like** and your absolute limits.

It's time to put your ass to work. I hope it's nice and tight - guys pay more for that.

*I get a lot of responses to this like, "I've chosen my number" and that's great... But boring. To set yourself apart, and prove that you read this, describe yourself, give me a brief example of your writing, and most importantly - call me, "Sir." With a capital 'S'.*

You: A pretty girl with a breeding kink, with a bad habit of sharing intimate details with people whom have no business knowing them. Details such as, "I'm ovulating right now", with people such as internet strangers like me.

The idea: You reach out to me, telling me about yourself; as much info as you're willing to share. What you're in to, what you're not, what you look like, all that. And, most importantly, you pick out a number between 1 and 5. Keep that number a secret.

*Do not tell me this number!*

I then will write about five different men fucking and inseminating you. After each, I will randomly guess a number between 1 and 5. Once I guess your magic number, we get weird, writing about that man making you a mother, down to describing his sperm fertilizing your egg. From there, we take it as far as you want to go.

As an example:

4. A 350 lb, 57 year old man wearing a hat that says, *Make America Great Again*, a guy who has to take Viagra just to get it up. And now, he's on top of you in a cheap hotel room, his tongue in your mouth, his arms hooked beneath your back while one hand clenches your shoulder and the other pulls your hair. Your thighs are spread uncomfortably wide beneath the doughy heft of his waist, and you're helpless beneath him as he violates you. His tongue in your mouth, his mass crushing you, his pubic hair like a forest at your clit, his presence threatens to overwhelm you - but doesn't stop you from intimately feeling his testicles slap against the lower curve of your ass, or every strained thrust of his average sized cock.

Nor does it prevent you from feeling his dick pulsing inside of you as he ejaculates into your unprotected pussy.

Now, if *4* were your magic number, you follow up with the consequence of that encounter; something like this:

*His semen swirls outward from the throat of your cervix like milk, tinged yellow with fat, expanding in water. Like a cloud, it grows and thickens and moves as though directed, expanding outwards until the mass reaches the slender mouths of your fallopian tubes.

They are weak, unhealthy, weighed down by the unhealthy lifestyle of their producer. So many have now been left behind, but millions of his sperm yet remain, coalescing at the passages to your ovaries - half at each, before continuing their journey onward.

First at the starting line; jostling, fighting, pushing the weakest and the less worthy aside.

Then - soon - deeper, a quarter way through your fallopian tube now. Hundreds of thousands of sperm are leading, each determined to be the one, as the rest struggle to catch up.

Soon, now halfway, the lead widens, a string of the strongest two hundred thousand of your mate's gametes trudge deeper through the passage, single mindedly surging towards their prize.

Three quarters, now. The strongest have nearly reached your ovaries, but they too have slowed. Weakened and far from virile, they yet creep along, shuddering like a coughing smoker....

It would be a while yet before you knew. Of the innumerable sperm that pig man had spilt within you, few were healthy enough to even make the trip. Fewer still survived the contest for your ovum, and less than one hundred remained to try and fertilize it.

And yet, unworthy as his genetic material was, your ovum submitted to it anyway. Just as you had submitted to this man, your egg had surrendered its incalculable value to the deformed head of a dying sperm cell. Soon the single, roiling cell is in stasis within your right fallopian tube, and soon it would break; split into new cells. Soon, they would become four and then eight and then sixteen and then...*

I've got a breeding kink, bad. But the thing about the breeding kink is that something is lost in translation when talking about it online. I need a lot more meat, more gravity, than just, "oh, you got pregnant by the guy lol".

I need it to be - to feel - real, ya know? Consequential. I've spent a lot of time trying to figure out how to make that happen. I think I have.

Anyway, I'm looking for a woman who wants a dick to hit deep enough that it feels like he's stopping her heart, before pumping rope after virile rope of genetic material inside of her.

One that gets off on sending and reading messages like...

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My semen swirls outward from the throat of your cervix like milk, expanding in water. Like a cloud, it grows and thickens and moves as though directed, expanding outwards until the mass reaches the slender mouths of your fallopian tubes.

Some are weak, unhealthy, weighed down by mutation and defect. Others are stunning in their elegant form and unnatural athleticism. So many have now been left behind, but millions of my sperm yet remain, coalescing at the passages to your ovaries - half at each, before continuing their journey onward.

First at the starting line; jostling, fighting, pushing the weakest and the less worthy aside.

Then - soon - deeper, a quarter way through your fallopian tube now. Hundreds of thousands of sperm are leading, each determined to be the one, as the rest struggle to catch up.

Soon, now halfway, the lead widens, a string of the strongest two hundred thousand of your mate's gametes trudge deeper through the passage, single mindedly surging towards their prize.

Three quarters, now. The strongest have already reached your ovary, and have begun to assail their precious target: your egg.

It's only a matter of time....

It would be a while yet before you knew. Of the innumerable sperm that I had repeatedly spilt within you, millions were healthy enough to make the trip. Millions entered the contest for your ovum, and the right to try and fertilize it.

And just as you had submitted to me, your egg had surrendered its incalculable value to the bulbous head of an arrow-like sperm cell. Soon, our combined cells become a single, roiling cell in stasis within your right fallopian tube. Soon it would break; split into new cells. Soon, they would become four and then eight and then sixteen and then...

You ever fantasize about what it'd be like to be a prostitute? Of course you have.

And let me guess. You also imagine having no say in it; having an abusive pimp; being made to fuck men who are deranged or hideous, or both.

Your body and dignity sold by someone else.

I get it. Or maybe, you secretly crave to be degraded and used, but you need someone else to take the choice away and give you a firm, hard push into a stranger's lap.

Doesn't matter. Today, I want to give you what you want.

We'll agree on an amount that you "owe" me. And then from there, I'll be both your pimp, and the men I whore you out to. Depending upon how much I like how you handle and describe each risky fuck with a stranger in a filthy cheap motel, I'll "pay" you. Or maybe I won't.

Make enough to pay off your debt, and you're free. Until you come back, at least. And you will.

Once a whore, always a whore.

Alternatively, I'm open to whoring you out to other members on DPP instead. Meaning, I'm your pimp, but I then send you out to other people to roleplay with - and reward you depending upon how much they like you.

The pretext doesn't matter much. I get off on control, and on making good women do bad things for my perverse satisfaction. So however we get there, is fine with me.

Either way, put on your knee high boots, your fishnets, your little skirt and crop top. Do your makeup and hair, and then get at me you pretty little prostitute. **With a description of what you look like** and your absolute limits.

It's time to put your ass to work. I hope it's nice and tight - guys pay more for that.

You ever fantasize about what it'd be like to be a prostitute? Of course you have.

And let me guess. You also imagine having no say in it; having an abusive pimp; being made to fuck men who are deranged or hideous, or both.

Your body and dignity sold by someone else.

I get it. Or maybe, you secretly crave to be degraded and used, but you need someone else to take the choice away and give you a firm, hard push into a stranger's lap.

Doesn't matter. Today, I want to give you what you want.

We'll agree on an amount that you "owe" me. And then from there, I'll be both your pimp, and the men I whore you out to. Depending upon how much I like how you handle and describe each risky fuck with a stranger in a filthy cheap motel, I'll "pay" you. Or maybe I won't.

Make enough to pay off your debt, and you're free. Until you come back, at least. And you will.

Once a whore, always a whore.

Alternatively, I'm open to whoring you out to other members on DPP instead. Meaning, I'm your pimp, but I then send you out to other people to roleplay with - and reward you depending upon how much they like you.

The pretext doesn't matter much. I get off on control, and on making good women do bad things for my perverse satisfaction. So however we get there, is fine with me.

Either way, put on your knee high boots, your fishnets, your little skirt and crop top. Do your makeup and hair, and then get at me you pretty little prostitute. **With a description of what you look like** and your absolute limits.

It's time to put your ass to work. I hope it's nice and tight - guys pay more for that.

You ever fantasize about what it'd be like to be a prostitute? Of course you have.

And let me guess. You also imagine having no say in it; having an abusive pimp; being made to fuck men who are deranged or hideous, or both.

Your body and dignity sold by someone else.

I get it. Or maybe, you secretly crave to be degraded and used, but you need someone else to take the choice away and give you a firm, hard push into a stranger's lap.

Doesn't matter. Today, I want to give you what you want.

We'll agree on an amount that you "owe" me. And then from there, I'll be both your pimp, and the men I whore you out to. Depending upon how much I like how you handle and describe each risky fuck with a stranger in a filthy cheap motel, I'll "pay" you. Or maybe I won't.

Make enough to pay off your debt, and you're free. Until you come back, at least. And you will.

Once a whore, always a whore.

Alternatively, I'm open to whoring you out to other members on DPP instead. Meaning, I'm your pimp, but I then send you out to other people to roleplay with - and reward you depending upon how much they like you.

The pretext doesn't matter much. I get off on control, and on making good women do bad things for my perverse satisfaction. So however we get there, is fine with me.

Either way, put on your knee high boots, your fishnets, your little skirt and crop top. Do your makeup and hair, and then get at me you pretty little prostitute. **With a description of what you look like** and your absolute limits.

It's time to put your ass to work. I hope it's nice and tight - guys pay more for that.

Let's do some math. The average male German Shepherd is around two and a half feet long in freedom units, from the withers - his shoulders- to his group - the base of his tail. The average male German Shepard weighs around 80 pounds. A large one can be upwards of one hundred. Head to toe, you've got some more bodyweight, and two and a half feet on the animal.

Except, your legs - and that extra 2.5 feet - won't be part of the equation when he fucks you. You will be bent over a bed, or on all fours, or on your back with your legs spread, whatever, and all he's worried about is your cunt, and getting inside of it. Once you're down, your legs are functionally out of the equation.

So. Your legs are around 3 ft long. Once you are on the floor or bent over, we're now just comparing your torso to his; comparing the 'active' areas of your bodies when the Shepard claims you. When he's mounting you from behind, or looming over you as you lay on the floor, his torso is longer than yours. This means that, if he is on your back his head will extend easily beyond your shoulders. He could- and will- kiss you. You're his mate, after all.

Now, weight. You weigh more, barely, but being on your back or standing over you, the Shephard will have an advantage in leverage. Pound to pound, you have him beat... but once he has you where he wants you -as in, beneath him- he wins. And given that it's just ten pounds.... He wins anyway.

Here's basically what this all means: you crawl around, put your face to the floor while raising your ass, wave your hips side to side. The Shepard will approach, smell and lick you, and then attempt to mount you. You will have a short window here, as he's clawing your skin and clambering on top of you. Once he's nearly in place, he will begin thrusting, trying to find your pussy. Your ass crack and inner thighs will get slimy with every wild thrust, and his precum will begin to drool from the tip of his cock. The room will start to smell like saccharine protein powder. Your window is closing.

This is your best chance to shake him off. Every thrust gets him closer to finding his mark, and his cock is growing more stiff - if he finds your cunt, he will penetrate you. And, If he gets his cock inside of you, he will get more aggressive and desperate because he is now trying to knot you.

It takes anywhere from 30 seconds to 1 minute for an average dog's knot to completely engorge - meaning, once he has penetrated you, you have 1 minute max to get him off of you before it's too late.

However, nearly all of his weight will be on your middle and upper back, and he will have placed his front paws either over your shoulders or along the V in your abdomen to keep you in place, depending on his angle and how steep your back was when he mounted you.

Additionally, at this point, he will scratch the fuck out of you, both to mark you as his and to adjust his position. It will hurt. At this point, you'd probably be too shocked to really try to throw him off, and you'd struggle to do so anyway- because of his leverage, it'd be like doing a body weight pushup with an extra 50 pounds.

But, most importantly- German Shepherds are selfish, very rough lovers. They will bite the back of your neck- or your throat, if you're facing him- as they mate you. So, even if his knot hasn't claimed you yet, once those teeth are on your neck, he thinks that you belong to him. Those jaws close, and you are straight up his property, and he will lash out at anyone that tries to intervene, and at you if you try to escape. And, if you do get away, he will chase and bite and hurt you, attempt to bring you down. Even if his cock hasn't laid claim to your cunt yet, he- as a dominant animal- has laid claim to you- as his human, female mate.

But let's assume you're a smart and good girl, and accept your new place in the order of things. You wince and gasp and tremble, but your womanhood belongs to a dog now, and you allow your master to take it however he likes.

Bu now, his knot will have swelled and you are now tied to him. Your inner thighs are glistening with his cum, because dogs continually cum, even before you've taken the knot. Small, cloudy pools and threads of it dot the floor between your knees.

Now that you've taken the knot, however, there is no escape. His knot- a pink, gnarled, veiny bulb- is a thick as a child's fist; it is thick enough to cause a slight but visible bulge in your lower abdomen. He is now continually pumping cum into your sex, none of which can leak out from your body.

He knows that he's won now, so hell probably lick you, and you can't get away. He'll do this for a minute or two, then he'll whine and turn off of you. His knot will still be firmly rooted in your cunt, and he will awkwardly turn around, until his ass is against yours.

He does this because it creates a tighter seal in your pussy, and this is important, because he's still cumming inside of you, and faster than your cervix can carry his seed into your womb. *Your pussy is legit filling with doggy cum, and your womb is quickly becoming a reservoir for a German Shepherd's writhing sperm.

He will maintain this position for 5-8 minutes. You will start to feel full, because you are full, and now one of two things will happen: the shepard will remain calm, and his knot will shrink, and he'll plop out of you effortlessly.

Or, more likely: he will feel uncomfortable and try to pull away. Having climbed off of your back, You have the weight advantage now, so he will try to pull out, but he can't- you are functionally a dead weight within which he's buried his cock. He is to firmly tied to you, and this will stress him out. He will get upset and try to run, start to snarl and bark, and he may drag you a few inches backwards along the floor. You'll instinctively counteract this and try to lean forward, and the Shepard will feel his knot slightly sliding from you. He'll take this as a sign to keep running, so he'll keep trying to run.

And you will feel your pussy grip and stretch beyond anything you've ever imagined. It will probably make you cry and cum at the same time. It will feel like giving birth.

A few more minutes of this, and with a sloppy pop!, you'll lurch forward onto the floor, released from his knot, and canine cum will spill from you like from a faucet.

But, this is all just overflow. Your womb is already a sea of doggy genetic material, that will briefly fertilize you, before your hybrid embro is terminated by biological incompatibility... but he doesn't need to know that. All he needs to know is that he owns you - and he does. The semen spewing from your dog-mating cunt is the proof.

And then the Shepard will slink away from you, unceremoniously lick his cum - and yours- from his cock. When he's done, he'll saunter over to you, lick your cunt clean and, in a show of affection, lick your face and mouth.

Now you're less than human; the type of creature that instinctively obeys every time he mounts you, regardless of the hole; the kind of creature that will let a dog knot her as deeply as he can, even it makes you sick.

And it will - as sick as it gets you wet. But as soaked as you'll be, remember... You're not allowed to cum.

Because you ceased being human the moment his jaws clenched around your fucking neck...

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I know that turned you on. It's okay. Admit it.

And now that you're soaked, fantasizing about taking a dog's knot, let's talk about it. Either from the beginning, before all of this. Or maybe we get right to it, and skip the pretense, and talk about all that you might experience, submitting to my German Shepherd.

Or anything else. I'm open. But in the end, you're going to take dog cock. And you're going to cum all over one. Whether you admit that you want to, or not.