Picked Up Two Stray Dogs (Mild Spice Warning) - 4: "Waaaaaah!!!"
Rehan's wail finally exploded: "Waaaaaah!!!"
Just a second earlier, the pair had been mating like dogs plastered against the narrow studio apartment wall—but that single cry yanked the frayed threads of their reason back together.
"G-Get off!! Kang Hanul!!" Elina, the mother, regained her senses first. She yanked out Kang Hanul's cock, still buried to the hilt in her womb, with a wet schlurp... plop!
"Ooooh...!"
She scrambled onto the bed. (Even now, her moan was so damn sultry.) Her pussy and thighs were utterly coated in semen.
She waddled awkwardly to the bed, scooped up Rehan, and hugged him close. Meanwhile, the state of the 20-year-old musclehead father—still dangling his dick—was even worse.
"My pants...!! Where the hell are my pants!!"
This idiot had forgotten he'd only pulled them down halfway for sex and was now waddling around the studio in a frantic quest for "Pants: The Movie." In short: total clusterfuck chaos.
"Waaaaaah... hueeeeng!!"
Kang Hanul finally found his pants, yanked them on haphazardly, and rushed to Rehan.
"Wh-whoa, why're you crying so much?! Daddy's here!"
"Shut up!! You're scaring him more with your yelling!"
"A-Are you hungry?! I saw milk coming out of your boobs earlier, right? You're the mom, so just feed him that!"
"Y-You lunatic! How can you say that so... so shamelessly...!"
Elina flushed beet red at his words. To be fair, Kang Hanul wasn't wrong—it wasn't about princess pride anymore. She was really a mom now. Biting her lip, she awkwardly hiked up her T-shirt.
"Th-there, good... good boy, Rehan...."
Her posture was awkward and unfamiliar, but as soon as Rehan latched on and started gulping, his fussing mercifully quieted. Slurp...
"Whoa...! The kid's chowing down like a champ."
"......?"
Kang Hanul stared blankly for a moment, then whipped out his phone and started tapping away, searching something up.
"Lemme see... Breast milk... has whey protein and casein in the perfect ratio for super easy digestion and absorption... Hmm... Colostrum's packed with protein and immune boosters..."
"...What?! Protein??!! Oooh!! Elina!! Lemme suck too! Just one sip!!!"
"Wh-what...?"
"We just did some intense cardio(?), right?! I need that milk before muscle loss hits!"
For the record, this guy wasn't horny-horny—he genuinely craved the protein. So the father couldn't hold back, buried his face in the mother's other breast, and started sucking like a beast.
Schlurp—slooooorp...!
"Ahhn...!?"
"You animal worse than a beast!!" Smack-smack-smack!!!
"Yeowch-!"
Elina slapped his cheek three times in a row.
"Waaaah... waah...!"
To add insult to injury, maybe the newbie mom's milk hadn't fully come in yet—Rehan started fussing again right away. Even latching on didn't fix it.
Elina glanced around.
"......"
As expected, this hellhole studio had zero baby stuff.
"...Formula, bottles, diapers, wet wipes... Haa... We need so much..."
"Kang Hanul! Get dressed. We have stuff to buy."
"Huh? Oh, y-yeah..!"
Only after the chaos settled did the realization hit, and the pair headed out immediately.
[Neighborhood Supermarket]
"Diapers—this extra-large size should work, right?! My son's gonna have a special-grade frame!!"
"Pick newborn ones, you moron!!" Whack!!!
Elina smacked Kang Hanul's back every time he spouted nonsense. He clutched the basket, babbling about goat milk protein formula and junk, while she—exhausted and on edge—just grabbed whatever had the most stock traces from other shoppers.
"...?"
But as Elina filled the cart and turned to push it, she froze. She glanced back smoothly... nothing in sight. Yet a faint prickle at the edge of her nose grated on her nerves. A beastly mana drifting in the air—not outright killing intent, more like a thorough, probing scan.
'...Someone's tailing us. But... why...?'
Elina felt uneasy but decided not to poke first. Rehan was in her arms, and there was no real malice—no need to escalate. Even Astraia grumbled 'Foul aura lingering' but didn't pop a warning for Hanul.
Beep— Purchase complete!
Hanul and Elina emerged from the mart with baby supplies in tow. Alleyway back to the studio district. Kang Hanul lugged heavy paper bags in both hands; Elina carried Rehan. She was still hyper-aware of that sticky, trailing presence.
Annoying and intrusive, but too vague to draw a blade over. Meanwhile, oblivious Hanul yapped, "Wanna grill some chicken breast steaks later?"
Halfway down the alley—
Vwoom... vroomvroomvroom...!
A weird noise from behind. Not footsteps or wind—like a helicopter propeller slicing air.
Elina sighed irritably and turned. Hanul caught her cue and peeked too.
"...Huh?"
Under the alley streetlamp, two women sat. Tall, ripped muscular builds. Wolf ears, fangs peeking past lips. Ragged, torn-up clothes scratched and shredded everywhere. They looked like twins.
Fierce predators at first glance. But whirr-whirr-whirr!! Their faces... were ridiculously sunny. Eyes sparkling like stars, massive tails on those plump asses wagging furiously.
Whirr! Whirrwhirrwhirr!!
Elina instantly hid Rehan behind her back, glaring daggers at the twins.
"Haa... scram already...?"
"Gyaang...!"
"Kiiing..."
Her killing intent made the twins reflexively flatten their ears and cower. But the tails? Spinning even faster, like motors. Just like stray village mutts.
These twins hadn't tailed Hanul's group just for his "strong male scent." It was [strong male semen smell] + [fresh postpartum strong female blood scent] + [newborn pup scent], all mixed into a "powerful pack" aroma. For instinct-driven beastkin like them, it hit like pheromones, drawing them in like moths to flame.
"Haaat... smells so good!! That male!!"
The big sis (long hair) stepped up first, sniffing Hanul's scent with a beaming face. High energy clashing with her dangerous muscled look—tail totally out of control.
"S-Sis... there's a... strong female next to him."
Little sis (short hair) was way cagier, clutching sis's sleeve, wary of Elina's vibe. But her tail wagged at the same speed.
Straight-shooter and cautious—personalities differed, but instincts didn't lie.
Elina kept mana leaking, vigilance up.
"Grrr..."
"Grnng..."
The wolfkin twins lowered stances, baring fangs in threat. (Tails still spinning, FYI.) Growling maws of predators... begging to join the pack with wagging butts. Elina was dumbfounded.
"Wh... what?"
Hanul was entranced by the tail-waggers too. Normal folks would think "dangerous otherworld monster! Stay alert!" But his brain? Wired different.
'Clothes all torn... drooling... looks homeless. Why keep following us? Stray dogs maybe...?'
Grrrrowl...
Hanul eyed their gaunt bellies and happy tails, face dead serious. He stepped forward.
"...You two. Hungry, right? We got tons of chicken breast at home—wanna come?"
"Hek! Hek! Heeeek!!"
His pure question lit their eyes brighter; tail motors went berserk.
"Kang Hanul! You think they're strays?! Huh?!"
Elina's forehead vein throbbed as she yelled. Astraia in his head popped a flashing red alert too.
"Stop this instant!!! I absolutely cannot allow another female to join!!"
But the "two bitches" were already Hanul's golden retrievers.
"Hekhek... for real?"
"For real? Really?!"
"Of course! A real man doesn't ignore the hungry!!"
Elina clutched her neck. Tense standoff turned chicken-bait stray pickup in seconds. She pinched her throbbing brow.
'Leave 'em be, and they'll yip after our scent all night. Cops or whatever show up? More hassle.'
Grudging conclusion: Leash and watch 'em.
"Haa... bring 'em. Not my house, but we'll take 'em in for now."
"Oooh!! Knew you were warm inside despite the cold front!"
"Shut up and lead."
Eventually, Hanul and Elina dragged the two mutts back to the studio. Hanul's 8-pyeong dump. Before unpacking mart bags, first chore: shove the filthy wolf twins in the bathroom and hose 'em down.
Shoooo...
"Kyaaang! Hate water! Hate waaater!!"
"Ah, splashing everywhere! You beasts!!"
Elina's roars and wolves' whines echoed from the bath. Soon after, they emerged dripping, in baggy tees from Hanul's closet—heads bowed.
No bottoms, thighs fully exposed like Elina, but droopy wet wolf ears? Just two big mutts.
"Haa, haa... bathing them nearly killed me."
Elina flopped exhausted onto the bed. Day's insanity: battle, fuck, birth, fuck again, shopping, puppy bath. Even dark elf stamina had limits. She tucked Rehan in her arms, pulled the blanket over.
"I'm sleeping. You watch those beasts from the floor proper-like, Kang Hanul—no funny business."
"Y-Yeah..! Leave it to me!!"
Words barely out, Elina crashed deep. Hanul spread a blanket on the floor. Twins pounced to his sides the second he lay down, curling up tight.
"Whoa... always wanted a dog since I was a kid..."
This moron—flanked by naked supermodel beastkin—saw "puppies," and was snoring in under a minute.
"Snooore... pffft..."
Bed: Elina & Rehan. Floor: Hanul & wolf twins. First night of cohabitation. All peaceful.
...At least till dawn.
3 AM. Flicker. In the dark, four yellow eyes gleamed.
Big sis wolfkin (Rine) and little sis (Lian). Sleep? Impossible.
Sniff, sniffsniiiiff...
Sealed 8-pyeong box. Every Hanul breath pumped thick male pheromones. Plus semen from Elina-fuck not fully cleaned.
"Haa... haa..."
"Sis... c-can't... breathe..."
Twins were pre-heat since crossing dimensions. Instincts peaked, ditched pack, chased strong male—now skin-to-skin under blanket? Reason gone.
Gaze drifted to Hanul's lower half.
"......!!"
Vigorous 20yo beast. Pants tented skyward, massive.
This cockhead asserted itself even in sleep. Flapflapflap-!!
Panting twins' asses quivered; tails thrashed blanket, sweeping floor.
Little sis reached tentatively. Shlick—twang! Yanked pants down; huge rod sprang free.
"...Ooo...!"
"...Heee..."
Drool poured from beastkin mouths. Sis poked glans tip with trembling finger. Hot, hard cock + pungent pheromones ignited heat instincts.
"Smells... too sweet..."
Sis mumbled, instinctively parted lips, engulfed the massive glans. Slurp—schlick.
That instant—splurt! Sis's soaked pussy under tee squirted hot nectar down thighs. Male taste/scent triggered spinal reflex.
"Mmmph... tasty..."
Blissed sis mumbled around cock. Watching sis lost it, shoved sis's shoulder.
"Move! I wanna taste too!!"
Shoved sis flopped, rubbing thighs together, squeezing legs.
"Hnnng... Sisss... m-my down there's weird..."
As sis writhed in her slime mess, big sis gripped shaft, tongue-lashed full force. Schlick! Slurrrrp—slurp!
Hot tongue on glans/shaft—precum psshht! coated her mouth.
"Mmph...?!"
Thick male musk flooded. Pfshh! Sis pulled off gasping. Saliva-precum bridge from glans to lips.
"Haa, haa..."
Sis drooled down chin, pawed her crotch. Flooded too. She glanced at bed.
Snooore... Elina out cold from hell-day, clutching Rehan.
"Rine... can't hold back..."
Reason snapped—Rine straddled Hanul's hips. Aligned dripping pussy to huge club. Lowered—
Crunch!
"Eeeek...!! Kiiing...!"
Too big/hard—virgin beastkin slit blocked at entrance. She grunted, waving frantically at sis grinding floor-pussy.
"Lian...! Push down on me from above...!"
"Mmm... got it, sis..."
Lian crawled on all fours, hands on Rine's ass. Leaned full weight to slam hips down.
"...Then you do me next...!"
"Y-yeah, just... haa... hurry...!"
~End of Chapter 4!