So here I am, chilling in my apartment all by my lonesome. That job yesterday left me with a pretty hefty sum of Souls, so I'm good for a long bit. I managed to organize my haul from the Spring break beach massacre as the news decided to call it, pretty funny name. I pick up one of the pills and go to pop it, but my phone rings. I groan a bit and answer it.

Y/N: Hello?

Ace: Y/N, it's Ace.

Y/N: What you need bud?

Ace explains the situation to me and I nearly drop my phone.

Y/N: For real!?

Ace: Yes! We didn't get a warning, signs, or even a valid reason!

Y/N: Fuck getting high, I'm on my way there. Give me an hour!

Ace: Al-wait, why an hour?

Y/N: Trust me, I'll need the full hour, but I need some pictures.

Ace: I hope you know what you're doing, I didn't think it would get this bad.

Y/N: Just let me cook bro.

Timeskip
3rd pov
The males of the Succu-bitches were with a depressed Vortex, who was bundled up under his covers. Yesterday, Vortex talked to Y/N about blowing off his girl a few times to do bodyguard work for Verosika. Being the bro he is, Y/N suggested surprising her with flowers and a date. All of the boys helped Vortex in any way they could: Y/N got the flowers, Ace and Josh booked the restaurant, and Kat even convinced the owner to let them work there to make sure the date went well. Unfortunately, Vortex caught his girlfriend cheating on him with a random demon. An argument ensued and she admitted to having been cheating the moment he landed a bodyguarding job for Verosika. Her excuse? Vortex would be around Succubi and Incubi all day so he obviously cheated. He kept pleading his innocence, but she just blew it off and left him, but not before admitting the rando from the streets was more of a man than he was. That hit the Hellhound close to home and he's been depressed ever since. 

Josh: Did you call Y/N? I know we've been with Tex longer, but I think he can help better than we can.

Ace: I called him and he said give him an hour. I don't know what he's planning, but I hope it works.

Right on cue, Y/N kicks the door down.

Y/N: Get yo ass up Vortex and stop crying over a cheating hoe! She was no good anyways!

Vortex: I loved her man...I....I was gonna ask her to marry me...

Y/N: Vortex, get the FUCK up. We big dogs around here.

Kat: Uh...Hellhounds-

Y/N: Same thing!

Y/N throws the blanket across the room, revealing a curled up Vortex who was only in his boxers.

Y/N: Plus, I brought bitches! I can say that because they're Hellhounds.

Right on cue, two Hellhound girls wearing rather revealing clothes come in. One is a white Poodle with a pink crop top, blue jean booty shorts, and black boots. The other is a Labrador Retriever with blonde fur, a blue shirt with "Pin me down" in white writing, and blue shorts. Both of them are curvy, much more so than Vortex's ex.

Poodle: You never said he was this cute~.

Labrador: Shame on her for breaking this good boy's heart ~. Do you wanna lay on my chest cutie~?

Vortex starts to perk up a bit and his tail even wags. The Incubus boys are shellshocked with dropped jaws at Y/N's technique, making the hybrid laugh.

Y/N: I told you to let me cook Ace. I ain't burn SHIT!

Ace: How....?

Y/N: I hit up Loona about a place I could take Vortex and she told me a killer place for Hellhounds. So, I went to one of my bosses and she got me tickets, but then I saw these bad Hellhound bitches and thought "Why not?", but I had to get some more. She had no problem but I have to help her film videos and shit for her social page.

The boys jokingly bow down to Y/N, who accepts the praise.

Y/N: Tex, but your best shit on. We're going to The Pound with Loona and some friends of hers.

Vortex: You sure man? That place is hard to get into-

Y/N: Tex, I have to record videos for one of my bosses, who so happens to be a MASSIVE social media sensation. You are going to this club if I have to DRAG your furry ass there. 

Timeskip
Y/N and Vortex arrive at a house belonging to a friend of Loona's. They decided to pick up everyone and drive them to the club. They also brought the clothes they would change into in extra bags but Loona told Y/N one of the guys coming along already changed. 

Vortex: How many people are going?

Y/N: There's us, Loona, and her two friends.

Vortex: Lil Goth Hound got friends?

Y/N: I know right? She said it's a gal pal and this one guy she knows. Apparently he and the girl know each other.

Vortex: Think they're dating?

Y/N: Might not be. I had a girlfriend and a guy friend who acted like them based on what Loona said, but you never know.

The Hellhound boys walk to the door and knock on it. A few minutes later, a Hellhound girl answers the door. She's a fairly tall gray-furred wolf with bright yellow eyes. Her hair is long and silver, with a bright green streak. The insides of her ears, chest, muzzle, tail, and hands have white fur in contrast to her normal gray. She's decked out in golden jewelery and makeup: black streaks on her cheeks, black lipstick, and purple eyeshadow. Her jewelry consists of a gold bangle and golden bead bracelet on her left arm, two golden bangles on her right arm, a golden necklace, and a golden stud, clamp, and hoop on her right ear. She's wearing a red shirt that shows a generous amount of cleavage and black yoga pants with white stripes on the sides. 

Girl: You Loona's friends?

Y/N: Yup. I'm Y/N and this sad sack is Vortex.

The girl has a pang of sadness on her face, something Y/N catches.

Y/N: You good?

Girl: Yeah..yeah no I'm alright. You just have the same name as a guy I miss is all.

Y/N: Damn, but I know how you feel. There's a girl I miss everyday and I'll never forget her.

Girl: Well look at us, a couple of depresees.

Y/N and the girl chuckle and giggle as they walk into the house. In the living room, Loona was texting on her phone until the trio came in.

Loona: Finally, you drive like a grandma.

Y/N: I gotta be careful. I let Millie drive my car once and she got me in a 5 star GTA police chase.

Loona: That's your fault dickhead.

Y/N: We literally went to get food at a fast-food restaurant! And where's this other friend of yours?

???: Right here big guy.

Y/N and co turn to see another Hellhound walking down the stairs. 

???: Ethan's the name chuckle fucks.

Y/N: Damn, you act just like my old friend who happened to be named Ethan.

Ethan: One of me is already enough. Two is-

Y/N and Ethan: -the end of the world. Three is just straight pandemonium.

Ethan: Hey! That's my catchphrase!

Loona: Have you assholes met before? You act comfortable around each other.

Ethan: I've never met this guy a day in my life. What's your name anyway redwood?

Y/N: Y/N.

Ethan's eyes go wide, confusing Y/N, Vortex, and Loona. He holds up his wrist, which has a crude tattoo on it. The tattoo is three stick figures with a defining feature: the one on the left is the shortest, the one in the middle is the tallest, and the one on the right has a bottle in its hand. Under the stick figures are the letters R, (Your first initial), and E. 

Y/N: Wait...

Y/N shows his left wrist, which has the same tattoo. His middle figure, however, has a gun while the other figures aren't holding anything. Roxanne shows her tattoo as well, which had the shorter figure holding a guitar. Tears well up in their eyes as a realization hits them like a freight train.

Y/N: Ethan...? Roxy...?

Ethan and Roxanne: Y/N....?

The three Hellhounds engulf one another in a hug and ball their eyes out, confusing Loona and Vortex. After what felt like half an hour, the pack of Hellhounds was sitting in the living room, the atmosphere tense yet relaxed.

Vortex: So you three grew up together in a cult.

Roxanne: Yes.

Loona: That believed they were the only ones worthy of being saved by the big man upstairs.

Ethan: Yup.

Vortex: And they did all sorts of weird shit like pedophilia, incest, rape, torture, sacrificial rape, cannibalism, and sacrificial cannibalism.

Y/N: Right on the money.

Loona: And you two fucked?

Roxanne and Y/N: Yup.

Vortex: Am I missing anything?

Y/N: She got raped by like 6-

Roxanne: -10

Y/N: 10 fat and old guys because she was supposed to marry this ass-kisser of....didn't he call himself the High Archbishop?

Ethan: Voice of God. Remember there was the Hands of God and Eyes of God?

Y/N: Right because there was that weird 2-2-1 pyramid that went Hands at the bottom, Hands in the middle, and Voice at the top. Not gonna lie, the food was good.

Ethan: Right? I miss Grandma Sarah's Apple pie.

Roxanne: Don't forget my supposed-to-be husband's chili. Hate the guy but he made some bomb ass chili

Loona: Aren't you....y'know....t-

Roxanne: Traumatuized? Don't get me wrong, that shit fucked us up, but-

Ethan: I'm not tryna be a bitch that's 13 pushing on 30 that brings up bad shit from when I was 6.

Y/N: What this dumbass is trying to say is that we got over it. You can't use trauma as an excuse for everything, you have to get over it eventually. No, I'm not talking about those people who saw life-changing shit like war, been in genocide, got tortured, had to kill someone, or almost killed for someone's own fun, you can't get over that easily. I mean people with daddy issues, girls who had "toxic relationships" even though they're the common denominator, anyone who says they're afraid to tell someone how they feel because their parents didn't let them speak out, or any other bullshit that can be solved just by talking to someone.

Vortex: Wow that's....deep.

Loona: Heavy...

Y/N: Sorry for trauma dumping on you guys. We let that whole experience in the cult shape us into rebels with out own opinions. Most people we've told assumed we didn't like any religion that worships God, but we just don't care.

Ethan: It made me stronger emotionally. When Y/N and I ran away to start our own lives, I did have some PTSD when it came to Churches or places of worship. My boyfriend helped me through it after 2 years of therapy and Y/N making me do the Overnight challenge with him in an abandoned Church.

Roxanne: I....did have misandrist, feminist thoughts when I came to Hell, but I got over it when I realized all men aren't assholes. The thing that kept me going was my memories with Y/N and Ethan.

Vortex: Dang, I'm glad you three had each other growing up. Can't imagine what it would've been like if you never met. Y/N's a W friend.

Ethan and Roxanne agree with Vortex, making Y/N smile a bit.

Y/N: Heh, this was a blessing in disguise. If we were never in that cult, then we wouldn't have met.

Roxanne: And you never would've got to fuck this fat ass.

Ethan: LALALALALALA NOT GONNA LISTEN TO YOUR SEXCAPADES!

The Hellhounds chuckle before Y/N looks at the time.

Y/N: We still going to The Pound? The line might get hella long and I don't wanna deal with a mob because of our passes.

Loona: Yeah. You two brought clothes?

The boys nod and Roxanne points up the stairs.

Roxanne: Bathroom's the first door on the left. Me and Loona are gonna shower and look like sexy bitches. You boys can shit, shower, and shave or whatever. 

Y/N: Oh fuck you.

Roxanne: Did that already, since we were 14 in fact till I was 17.

Ethan: SHUT-

Timeskip
The Pound, a notorious club for Hellhounds in the Pride ring. The Pound is almost exclusively for Hellhounds with a few exceptions here and there. Vortex decided to go blacked out with a sleeveless black shirt with a red wolf head on his left pectoral and black ripped jeans. His girls are blacked out as well - the Poodle went with a black backless bodycon dress while his Labrador Retriever has on a black tube-top with booty shorts that have pawprints on her ass.

Y/N decided to be a little classy with his outfit. He has on a red dress shirt, with a popped collar of course, and black dress pants. His shoes are black loafers with silver buckles not unlike his belt. He has jewelry as well in the form of an iced-out silver chain, a Rolex with the same motif, a silver bracelet on his left wrist, and a pair of silver bands on his fingers.

(A/N: So you may have noticed Bitch was used a lot in this chapter. In this world, Bitch in Hell usually refers to female demons based on carnivorous animals like a Lion, Dog, Wolf, Tiger, or Otter. Using it on another Demon like Millie or Vaggie would be an insult because Millie is an Imp and Vaggie is a Moth)

Loona and Roxanne however...

(Take off the shoulder pads)

Y/N: Damn you two look nice.

Roxanne giggled and wrapped her arm around Y/N's, sandwiching it between her breasts.

Roxanne: Get a good look, it's ALL yours~. Right Loons~?

Loona: Y-yeah....a-all for you big guy....

Loona was nervously blushing, which got worse when Y/N wrapped his arm around her. Loona, despite her don't give a shit attitude, was a hopeless romantic, but not in the traditional sense. She's anti-social due to years of isolation before Blitzø adopted her, which causes her to fall in love VERY easily - especially with caring bad boys like Ethan, Vortex, and Y/N. Even after having heartbreak after heartbreak, Loona continues to fall too hard for someone who sometimes doesn't even notice her. For one of her big crushes to claim her like a gentlemanly rebel is enough to make her break down, especially with a friend like Roxanne.

Y/N: Look at me. A badass Hellhound with two of the boys and two bad bitches on my sides. Afterlife is pretty sweet.

Loona: 'OHFUCKOHFUCKOHFUCKOHFUCKOHFUCKOHFUCKOHFUCKHEREALLYWANTSMETOBEHIS!!!!'

Roxanne giggles at Loona's blush. The pack of Hellhounds make it to The Pound, where a long line of Hellhounds almost wrap around the building. The girls of the group look a little worried, especially with how carefree the boys seem.

Roxanne: Hey Y/N...you sure we shouldn't wait in line?

Loona: I'm with Roxy on this one.

Y/N: Don't worry your pretty little heads, I got this.

Y/N pats their heads and gives them ear scratches, making them blush but lean into them. He stops, much to their chagrin, and confidently walks up to the bouncer, who stops him in his tracks.

Bouncer: Back of the line pal.

Without saying a word, Y/N took out several black tickets, making the bouncer's eyes go wide. He moves aside and opens the door for them.

Bouncer: Right this way sir!

The pack walks into the club, ignoring the complaining Hellhounds in line. Inside The Pound, the atmosphere was electric. Demonic beats pulsed through the air, mingling with the scent of smoke and brimstone. Hellhounds of all shapes and sizes danced and mingled, their primal energy filling the club with an intoxicating aura.

Y/N: Welcome to The Pound!

Roxanne hears the DJ playing Peaches and Eggplants, making her a little giddy.

Roxanne: I didn't think they'd play this song! We HAVE to go on the dance floor!

Poodle: Yeah, come on Texy~.

Vortex's tail wags, making the guys laugh a little. The pack goes onto the dance floor with other Hellhounds and dance without a care in the world. A few minutes into dancing, Y/N noticed Loona twerking, surprising him in a good way.

Y/N: Damn Loona. When did you learn to shake ass like that?

Roxanne: You really think I'm gonna be friends with a big booty goth bitch like Loona and NOT teach her to throw that ass back?

Y/N: I wouldn't put it past you Roxy!

Roxanne: She has a fat ass alright and a quick learner. But....

Roxanne shows off her own twerking skills.

Roxanne Twerking link

Roxanne:....she still has a long way to go to match this~.

Y/N gives her ass a firm slap.

Y/N: Be nice. I'm sure Loona worked hard to get as good as she is now.

Roxanne: You're right. Loons, show him how you throw that ass back!

Feeling confident, Loona had no qualms about twerking on Y/N, who put his hand on her back like one would expect. After about 10 minutes of dancing, the pack found a booth to sit in. they mostly did this because the big and bad male Hellhounds tried to get their girls and some bitches tried to get with the boys. Roxanne even butt bumped a Chihuha Hellhound and started twerking on Y/N before she could get to him. A worker comes and lights a candle for them with a green flame. 

Worker: Can I get you all something to drink?

Y/N: Can I get a Demon's Kiss?

A strong potion made with dark rum, blackberry liqueur, and a touch of absinthe, garnished with a flaming orange twist for added drama.

Loona and Roxanne: 2 Doomsday Daiquiris

A tropical delight made with rum, coconut cream, pineapple juice, and a hint of lime, served in a sinister-looking glass with a rim of toasted coconut flakes.

Poodle: Blood Moon Sangria monsieur.

A hauntingly beautiful sangria made with red wine, brandy, blood orange juice, and mixed berries, served with a garnish of blood orange slices and edible flowers

Laborador: Oh oh, a Hellfire Margarita!

A spicy twist on the classic margarita, featuring tequila infused with jalapeño, fresh lime juice, and a splash of triple sec, served with a rim of chili salt.

Vortex: Good ol' Shadow Punch for me.

A potent punch bowl filled with rum, black vodka, cranberry juice, and a splash of ginger beer, served in a smoky haze with dry ice.

Ethan: Netherworld Negroni

A sophisticated blend of gin, sweet vermouth, and Campari, infused with black licorice syrup and served with a twist of orange peel.

The worker nods and leaves to get their drinks. The pack takes the time to relax and take in the atmosphere.

Roxanne: I fucking love this place.

Loona: It's wild, just the way I like a nightclub.

Ethan: Still doesn't beat the amount of drugs, sluts, and anarchy at Woodstock 31'.

Y/N: Dude you went there too?

Ethan: Hell yeah! I stayed the whole week.

Roxanne: You two went to a hippie festival?

Y/N: Yeah, but it was total anarchy. The amount of drugs they had there made Mexican cartels blush. I'm talking weed, crack, cocaine, angel dust, acid, horse tranquilizer, heroin, fucking fentanyl, and some new shit you ain't never heard of before. What made it worse was they had this shit called "God's Spit" punch, which was some STRONG ASS jungle juice laced with damn near every drug they had there. Now that shit had every fucker there tripping off the balls of Zeus, Jupiter, God, Odin, and Ra. 

Ethan: And the hookers, don't get me started on them. Those bitches were freaky as fuck, and I mean freaky with a capital FREAK.

Y/N: There was this one girl who had...

Y/N starts counting on his fingers, making the pack cringe a little.

Y/N: .....pleasured like 9 dicks. There was 2 in her mouth, 2 in her ass, 2 in her pussy, 1 in each of her hands, 2 rubbing against her nose, 1 getting a titty fuck, 2 fucking her feet, 2 using her knees as pussies, 1 fucking her cheeks, 2 fucking her thighs, like 4 fucking her hair, and 1 fucking each of her nipples! And what makes it worse is she was one of those skinny white hippie chicks with dreads!

Vortex: Bro that's 21, you said like 9!

Roxanne: That's....wow I don't know....did she have ass at least?

Y/N: Not really. It had a little jiggle but nah.

Loona: Are we gonna ignore the fact she made 2 guys cum with her nose?

Roxanne: I didn't want to think about that. I know that shit burns when it goes in.

Luckily, the worker came with their drinks. He managed to notice the rather dreary mood and looked around before speaking in a low tone of voice.

Worker: You guys wanna party?

Y/N: Hell yeah we wanna party, you know somewhere better than this club?

Worker: No, but I got something that'll fuck you guys up more than shrooms infused with horse tranquilizers.

The worker reveals a fanny back under his apron. He unzipped his fanny pack and took out 7 bones about the size of a mini-sized piece of candy vacuum sealed in see-through plastic squares. There are 3 blue ones and 4 pink ones.

Worker: This is something called "Dog Treats", a drug made especially for Hellhounds. 

Poodle: Is there a difference between the colors?

Worker: Blue is for the boys and pink for the girls. It has shit in it to send your instincts into overdrive. Because male and female Hellhound instincts are different so the drugs have different shit in them.

Y/N: You guys up for taking it?

They all look at each other before nodding. Y/N nods and looks at the worker.

Y/N: We'll take it. How much?

Worker: First hit is free.

The worker gives them their drugs and drinks as well as a free round of Inferno shots, which consist of cinnamon-infused whiskey, habanero pepper, and a splash of grenadine for a devilishly sweet finish. The Hellhounds lift their shot glasses for a toast.

Y/N: A toast to our pack.

Ethan: You're really going to call us a pack huh?

Y/N: Hell yeah. We're a group of Hellhounds hanging out and getting shitfaced, so why not be a pack?

The pack clink their shots and down their drugs before drinking. After that, they feel nothing notable.

Y/N: Huh, did that guy just give us some blue raspberry flavored candy?

Loona: We got bubble gum-oooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhh

The effects of the Dog Treats him like a freight train, turning their sclera blue and pink. It's apparent that almost all of the people in The Pound are under the effects of Dog Treats. Y/N was laughing like an idiot, Ethan was contemplating the secrets of the universe, and Vortex was just a potato laying on the Poodle's thighs. 

Y/N: Oh shit, I'm soooooooo.....tingly. Hehehehe

Loona: I wanna twerk some more. Roxy, come shake ass with me......now.

The girls go onto the dance floor and dance the night away. Colors seemed to intensify, sounds became distorted, and time lost all meaning as they surrendered to the intoxicating effects of the drug for Hellhounds. Y/N looked up and saw Hellhounds, both male and female, throwing money at Loona and Roxanne, who were twerking on a table. 

Ethan went to the DJ and slipped him some money. Said DJ nodded and got on his microphone.

DJ: Clear the dance floor party people, we got some bold dancers tonight!

The Hellhounds do so and Ethan gets his boys. Y/N was still laughing but slapping Loona and Roxy's asses while Vortex was slumped at the booth. They stood together with Y/N in the middle, Ethan on his left, and Vortex on his right. The DJ then played the song Ethan requested and the three boys started dancing. 

https://youtu.be/Ijgssts6bVQ

The club patrons laugh and cheer as the boys finish. The DJ then plays a second song courtesy of Ethan once again. 

https://youtu.be/ee07862R3qs

Y/N feels Loona and Roxanne grab his arms. Roxanne was breathing heavily while Loona gave him a predatory smile. 

Lemon
Y/N and Loona burst into a room in a heated makeout session. His hands explored Loona's curves and plump assets, mostly her fat ass. As they made out, they started taking off their clothes to feel each other even more. Loona breaks the kiss, leaving a trail of saliva as she growls sensually. Before she can say anything, Roxanne arched her back and pressed her luscious ass against Y/N's growing member, giving it a massage as she poured oil on her ass.

Loona: Back off, I get his dick first!

Roxanne: It's not my fault I got a little ASSistance~.

Loona: My ass is bigger than yours anyways!

Roxanne: True, but I know how to work mine better~!

The girls start squat twerking after Loona pushes Y/N to the ground.

(Here's the original link if you want to see it uncensored)

Roxanne: Not bad Loona, you even learned to make it clap~.

Loona's mischievous smirk deepened as she locked lips with Roxanne, their tongues intertwining in a heated kiss. Her hands wandered boldly, cupping and squeezing Roxanne's generous curves, igniting a fire of passion between them. Roxanne returned the favor with equal fervor, her own hands exploring Loona's curvy form with a hunger that matched the intensity of the moment. As their bodies pressed together in a dance of lust, their shared focus turned to Y/N, whose throbbing member stood proud and eager for their attention.

Roxanne: Poor baby, he must feel so lonely~.

With a wicked gleam in her eye, Roxanne licked her lips in anticipation, her gaze fixated on Y/N's arousal. As she pressed her ample rear against his left side, the sensation sent a shiver of pleasure down his spine, earning her a low growl of satisfaction from the Hellhound Incubus hybrid. Not to be outdone, Loona mirrored Roxanne's actions, pressing her own enticing rear against Y/N's right side.

The girls give each other devilish smiles as they stroked Y/N's dick with their asses, Roxanne adding more edible oil. They seem to have fun jacking him off with their asses, even going as far as to twerk on and bump his erection with their asses. Y/N's eyes rolled back in ecstasy as he struggled to contain his moans, his hands instinctively tightening into fists. The feel of two sinfully curvaceous asses grinding against his aching length was nothing short of pure pleasure, yet he wouldn't have traded the experience for the world. Little did he know, the delight he was experiencing was only the beginning.

Roxanne: See Loona, told you he'd love that fat ass of yours~. How about we take it up a notch~?

Loona nodded as the girls stopped their double buttjob. Y/N groaned in slight annoyance, but that was quickly replaced with a moan as the girls gave him a double titjob while making out with his tip in the middle. The girls made out with listful abandon, Y/N's precum covering their lips like lipgloss. Their tongues danced with one another, stimulating his tip as they massaged the shaft with their breasts. After a bit of making out, Roxanne engulfs Y/N's entire member into her maw. With a pout, Loona starts sucking on Roxanne's perky nipples.

Roxanne's lips slide up and down Y/N's shaft, her tongue flicking at the tip and exploring every inch of his member. She moans hungrily, her body shaking with pleasure as she takes him deeper and deeper. Loona rubs her dripping pussy, watching Roxanne's skilled mouth work its magic on Y/N. As Roxanne increases her pace, Y/N lets out a low groan, his hips thrusting upward to meet her mouth and throat. Y/N's gritted his teeth, tension building within him as Roxanne's mouth slipped up and down his shaft. Her moans were music to his ears, mingling with the sound of Loona's soft touches on her chest. She continued to massage her clit, her mind lost in the sight of Roxanne's skilled lips wrapped around his cock.

Suddenly, Roxanne pulled away, her eyes filled with mischief. She grinned at Loona, who barely managed to tear her own gaze away from Y/N's throbbing dick. With one swift motion, Roxanne straddled Y/N, positioning his shaft at the entrance of her tight pussy. She glanced at Loona, a challenge gleaming in her eyes. She didn't say a word, but the unspoken dare was clear: if Loona wanted to top Y/N, she had better be prepared to play rough. Loona's eyes widened at the dare, her heart pounding with both excitement and fear. She had always been the more reserved of the two, while Roxanne reveled in her promiscuous nature. But tonight, something in her ignited, a fiery determination to prove herself to Roxanne, and maybe to herself. She sat on Y/N's face, staring at the bouncing Roxanne.

Loona: I'll show you who's better fuck meat you bitch~!

Loona grabbed onto Roxanne's shoulders to stabilize herself. Y/N was skillfully lapping her pussy like a hungry dog while squeezing her ass. Roxanne let out a challenging laugh, her eyes gleaming with excitement. Loona's competitive spirit was just what she needed to push her own limits. And if Loona could prove herself as a dominant force in the bedroom, it would only make their bond stronger. With a newfound sense of determination, Loona lowered herself onto Y/N's erect member, her hips throbbing in rhythm with Roxanne's bounces. As the girls fucked him with abandon, Y/N let out a primal growl and flipped the girls over, making Loona lay on top of Roxanne. The scent of their arousal filled the air, mingling with the tang of the oil they had used earlier. Loona's pussy was soaked with need at Y/N's dominance.

Y/N: I'm taking control!

He didn't give the girls any time to react before thrusting into Roxanne like she was a bitch in heat. 

He didn't give the girls any time to react before thrusting into Roxanne like she was a bitch in heat. Roxanne moaned loudly as Y/N claimed her body with ferocity, his hips slapping against her flesh with a primal rhythm. Loona bit her lip, watching the scene unfold as if in slow motion, her own body trembling with desire. She felt every thrust of Y/N's cock, the way it pressed against her inner walls, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her entire body.

Roxanne: Fuck yeah, punish me, make me yours~!

Y/N's growls became more guttural, his possession of Loona's body ever more intense. Loona watched, a grin forming on her face as she realized this was exactly what she wanted. She wanted to be taken, wanted to surrender to Y/N's dominance and let him claim her just as Roxanne was being claimed.

Loona: Please, Y/N, take me~! Make me have your puppies!

Y/N kept pounding into Roxanne faster and harder, his grip tightening on her hips. Loona could feel her own arousal building, her own body craving Y/N's touch. With a low groan, she reached down between her legs, rubbing herself in time with Roxanne's thrusts. The sight of Roxanne being dominated by Y/N only made her even more aroused, her desire growing with every passing moment.

Loona: Take it, bitch, let him have you, and know you're only second best~.

Roxanne: Are you serious? You actually want him to fuck you, too?

Loona: Fuck yes, I want him to fill my tight little pussy with his cum~! But now I'm gonna watch him make you a cock slut.

Roxanne whimpered and arched her neck, her body trembling with anticipation. Loona could see the fire in her eyes, the same fire that ignited her own soul. She was finally ready to accept her place as second best, to be the one who served and submitted to another. And she knew that deep down, it was what she had always craved. Y/N's thrusts became faster and more erratic, his growls turning into primal roars. Roxanne's body arched against his, her moans filling the room with a cacophony of pleasure and pain. Loona's own desire was nearing its peak, her heart pounding in sync with Roxanne's body. She knew that the moment was approaching, the moment when she would take her place at Y/N's side. Loona's fingers found their way inside herself, rubbing her clit with lustful vigor, waiting for her turn. Eventually, Y/N cums deep into Roxanne's wound and he bit the back of her neck like a dog would his mate. This sent Roxanne over the edge as she squirted, hard. 

Y/N pulls out, letting his cum leak out of the lust-drunk Roxanne. Before Y/N could even recover from his previous orgasm, he sees Loona shaking her ass from side to side in the doggystyle position.

Loona: "I want it too, Y/N. Fuck me rough, make me your slut. Show me just how much you want me."

Y/N doesn't need to be asked twice. With a powerful thrust, he sinks into Loona, filling her completely. Loona's eyes roll back in pleasure as she feels his cock stretching her tight pussy. Roxanne watches, her own desire still pulsing, as she strokes her fingers through her juices, savoring the smell of their combined arousal.

Loona: Fuck, Y/N, you feel so good in me!

Y/N pounded into Loona, his thrusts getting faster and harder. As Y/N thrusts harder, his grip tightening on her hips, Loona felt her instincts speaking to her. They kept telling her to submit to Y/N, be his mate, all sorts of canine desires. Loona starts barking and yipping with each thrust, shaking her ass to get his dick to rub every inch of her walls. It was like a driving force within her, a deep primal need to submit to this powerful male and become one with him. Loona let out a piercing howl, her body arching and shaking as the pleasure washed over her. Roxanne watched, her heart swelling with pride for her friend. Loona was finally embracing this new side of herself, her submission to Y/N. And as much as she wanted to be the one taking control, Roxanne couldn't help but feel a strange sense of peace in this moment, knowing that both of them were finding their true selves. With a loud howl, Loona's body convulsed as she came. Her pussy clenched around Y/N's cock, milking his shaft as she bucked her hips against him. Y/N roared, his own release imminent. He plunged into Loona one last time, filling her pussy with his alabaster seed. He pulls out and admires his work of "taming" Loona.

Roxanne: Congrats Loona, you've officially become a woman. But....

Loona and Roxanne look at Y/N's throbbing member, still standing tall despite breeding the two bitches.

Roxanne: ...big guy wants more~.

The night was filled with Y/N breeding Loona and Roxanne thanks to the Dog Treats.