101 Dalmatians 15 Puppies Novels & Stories

They looked at me—naked, flushed, dripping down Dante's hand—and their eyes darkened with pure hunger. "Gentlemen," Dante said, finally removing his fingers and bringing them to his mouth to suck them clean. "Meet Sophie. She's getting married in two weeks and wants one last wild night. Think we can help her out?" "Fuck yes," the tattooed one growled. "She's perfect," the silver-haired one agreed, already stripping off his shirt. The athletic one just smiled. "Let's ruin her for her husband." My pussy clenched at the words. This was happening. This was really happening.

"We're here to get her first puppy. Mr. Bello decided it's better to adopt than to buy a pet." "Mr. Bello?" His eyes widened in recognition. "They donated the last time. They did tell me their daughter would come to look for a pet. I guess that's her?" He dipped his chin towards Anya, who still couldn't decide among the furry animals. Her eyes widened at the smallest of them with eyes like that of a panda, and she giggled. "That's Anya. She has friends at school who have cats, and she wants to have a dog. It took a series of tantrums and drama to make her parents agree to this. They're busy with work and afraid they cannot care for the animal. I'm the babysitter."

She walks in, and we follow her through the house, she leads us into the garden, my eyes widening and squeals escaping my mouth. "Really, Master?" I look at him, excited. "Yes, kitty, I never forget a childhood wish, so you get to pick one". I nod and walk over to the puppies, opening the pen I walk in and sit down, the puppies climbing on me. "Are they really Tibetan mastiffs?" I look back at Marcus and the women.

when they fell asleep together while Olivia slept in a larger cot and covered themselves with a thick blanket. Early in the morning, they heard noises outside. David got out of bed, changed, and left Daniele beneath a heavy blanket. He quickly hurried to the pet store, where his father was waiting. “What's that noise, Papa?” David is pleasantly surprised when he learns that the mother German shepherd has given birth to six puppies. “What a fortunate day this is,” David exclaims. “Do you have some pellets for those puppies, papa?”

to getting the puppies a new home. “Gin! Look what I found,” I shout. Yeah it’s me being sneaky but I’ll take it. Within a minute there are four giggling little girls rolling around in the grass gently touching the mama as she nurses her puppies, and I can only stare down in approval. There’s no way the Alpha and Luna can evict them now! Dante is curled up in a ball watching the chaos and before I can help myself, I drop both our bags and then myself in front of him. I lean back into his softness and enjoy my new giant wolf pillow.

she asked, turning to her best friend as he watched them with narrowed eyes. Damon counted them as they made their way into the room. He looked up at the clock, seeing that ten minutes had passed as the trickle of wolves petered off. Only half of them had shown up. He stormed over to the computer screens, tapping away as he got angrier by the second, slamming his finger down on the enter button. A predatory grin spread across his face as the alarms started screaming, announcing an attack. It didn't take long for the room to fill up. He counted them as they all poured into the room, weapons ready, fifty of them all together. He turned the alarm off as the last of them arrived.

Madeleine 𓎢𓎠𑄻𑄾𓎠𓎡 The thing about puppies is that they don’t care if you’ve had a terrible week or if your life is a little bit of a mess. They just bounce. All ears and paws and clumsy joy, like they were born with tiny trampolines in their bones. “Okay, Bean, hold still. Nope! Nope, that’s my braid, Bean, please—”

Bosco grinned, “well, Sasha, as I said, I have twelve puppies and overnight they put into the room I call the daycare. Let me show you.” He opened a door at the far end of the room and motioned for her to precede him. The room was lit dimly with nightlights. There were at least ten oversized pet beds in the warm room which smelled of puppies and echoed of snores and the occasional yip. He motioned to a door, “we have them all potty trained now they are ten weeks old. They go through the door there to do their business for the most part though we do have accidents, so watch where you stand.” He giggled as Sasha did a double check of the floors and grimaced.

Even though it would not be like that night, I could be close to him without it being weird or stalkerish. “Meet the gang.” He announced, stepping towards me, the cat who still glared at me in his arms. “This is Bella; she’s the favorite of this house, then there’s Phoebe, Barnaby….” He named each one of them while I counted. So far, he has ten dogs: three Samoyeds, two Huskies, three poodles, and three German Shepherds. On the other hand, there were fifteen cats; most of them Manecoons, while the rest were Calicos. Three bunnies, one horse, and so many birds that flew above my head while cackling. “That’s very….”

Hearing that sound, Ouyashi could not help but hang her head and stir her finger tips together, looking a little guilty. An Taotao smiled sweetly, and could not help looking at Ouyashi. "How many puppies are there? What color are they? I'm curious." Ouyashi was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood. There are no puppies in her family. How do you know how many puppies are? What color are they? Ouyashi pursed her lips, her eyes were a little erratic, and her voice was unconsciously light. "There are four dogs, all of them are yellow, with a little black. They look very spiritual and lovely."