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- Bestiality Dog 1: Breeding The Neighbor's Dog
- Bestiality Dog 2: Mind Controlled By The Dog
- Bestiality Dog 3: Knotting My Daughter
- Bestiality Dog 4: Fucking The Pastor's Dog
- Bestiality Dog 5: My Dog Swallowed A Free Use Pill & Fucks Me Whenever He Wants
- Bestiality Dog 6: Mind Controlled To Fuck Daddy's Dog
My 18-year-old daughter, Sara, was really into dogs. I don't mean just walking, petting and feeding them. Ever since coming of age, she'd professed that she wanted to know what it felt like to be knotted and bred by a dog.
As her father, I was appalled by this behavior. I couldn't sit idly back and let her fuck a sweet, innocent dog.
No, I had to take matters into my own hand...
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My 18-year-old daughter, Sara, was really into dogs. I don't mean just walking, petting and feeding them. Ever since coming of age, she'd professed that she wanted to know what it felt like to be knotted and bred by a dog.
As her father, I was appalled by this behavior. I couldn't sit idly back and let her fuck a sweet, innocent dog.
No, I had to take matters into my own hand...
Scouring the web, I looked for anything that would help me out. My wicked idea? Become the dog - or at least turn my cock and balls into one. Why? Well, if I could pull it off - and there was no guarantee that I could - I could fulfill two fantasies at once.
That of fucking my daughter - and my daughter's fantasy of fucking a dog.
It was a sick, twisted, perverted thought. But Sara deserved it.
READ MORESara was a short, blonde-haired cutie. With a rack that would make an elk blush and the nicest, curviest hips I'd seen on a woman, she was jerk-off material. Especially now that she was 18.
God, the sick, evil stuff I came across on the dark web was enough to make me realize humanity was doomed. But I ignored all that evil shit. I just wanted a dog dick so that I could knot my daughter with it and knock puppies in her fertile womb. Was that too much to ask?
The preferred payment of the dark web was bitcoin and it was a good thing that I'd bought in when the getting' was good. I had a nice little stash that I was saving back for retirement.
I wanted this to be a complete surprise. I knew Sara didn't want to have anything to do with her old man - but if I had the one thing in the entire world that she wanted, she'd be all over me like bears on honey.
I'd been longing to dick my beautiful daughter and this was my best - and perhaps only - chance to do just that.
It took a LOT of sleuthing to find what I was looking for. Drugs, hits, weapons, you name it was readily available - but god forbid if you wanted to turn your dick into a dog rocket.
Fortunately, money talks. And that I had plenty of.
The discreet package came the next morning.
Was I really going to do this? Turn my healthy daddy dick into a red dog rocket? I mean, forget ever using a urinal in a public restroom again. I wasn't going to be the next Bat Boy. Fuck that shit.
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