Chapter 1

“Today feels like a good day!”

Peanut smiled as he acquired another perfect score on another video game. He had spent the last few weeks preparing to beat Joey at “Ultra Negima Zetta Fighter 2”, and the all the late nights of caffeine and playing until three in the morning finally paid off. The hound grinned and arose from the beanbag chair he was sitting on and stretched, ready to prove his gaming skills.

But before the master gamer could defeat the worthless n00bs who challenged him, he would need to stock up on energy drinks. Peanut sighed, he remember that ever since the Milton ferrets visited the cul-de-sac, energy drinks weren’t allowed in the house. And since Grape wasn’t around, he couldn’t ask her for money. The hound paced and paced until he concluded that Joey probably had drinks already stashed at his house, so Peanut decided to leave a note before walking out the front door.

Peanut walked at a slightly hurried pace. Looking up, he noticed that the sky was turning grey. “Hm, it’s gonna rain soon. I hope Joey doesn’t cancel…” He was about two houses down from Joey’s house when he noticed a relatively young male human with long, wavy, black hair unloading boxes from a dark-red van. The man looked over his shoulder and formed a warm smile. “Hey there.?” He said. “Would there be a chance you could give me a hand? I’ll pay you.”

Peanut hesitated. He knew Mom and Dad told him several times not to talk to strangers, but he then thought over the fact that he could make a few bucks before clobbering Joey at his favorite game. “Sure!” the dog replied cheerfully, ignoring the raindrop that landed on his shoulder.

“Thanks.” The man replied. Peanut approached the man and helped him unload more boxes from the van. As they unloaded the boxes, Peanut explained to the man about Joey and how he would make him cry like a sissy once he showed his skills. “I bet that’ll teach him a lesson.” The man said with a laugh. Peanut laughed along with him, his tail wagging rapidly. “Well.” The man said, rubbing his neck.” Would you like to have a drink in my van?” He asked.

Peanut froze again, his tail stopped wagging. Something felt very wrong. He suddenly felt very nervous, and shook his head. “Um. N-No thank you…” He said. The man smirked and began to approach him. “Really? After all that work you don’t want a nice, refreshing drink?” The way he said those last three words chilled Peanut’s spine. His body shivered and he began to back away from the advancing man. He stopped when he felt his body hit the cold metal of the van. “Not really. I-I have to see my friend. He’ll wonder why I’m late and-“

Peanut stopped as the man slammed his hand on the side of the van, inches away from Peanut’s head. “I’m sure he wouldn’t mind.” He said, his other hand cupping Peanut’s muzzle. Peanut’s eyes darted in all directions. In his mind, he begged that someone saw what was going on. That someone would walk up and go, “Hey whaddya thing you’re doing?” But no one was outside, no dogs, no people, nobody. Just Peanut, and the man.

The man needed little effort to shove Peanut into the back of the van, despite the canine’s struggles. He instantly removed Peanut’s collar and used it to bind his hands, before he pressed his mouth to Peanut’s muzzle, forcefully kissing him. “Don’t try anything.” He whispered with a slight laugh. “You can’t escape.”

He instantly drove a hand downward and began touching his groin. Peanut began to feel sick, he certainly did not want this to happen to him. “P-Please stop…” He muttered, trying to hold back tears. The man merely smirked and continued to molest the pitiful dog. When Peanut was finally erect, the man took a moment to admire it. “Huh, 7-inches. Very nice.” He then pulled down his pants and revealed his own erection. “So, are you ready to get on your knees?” He asked.

Peanut constantly gave out muffled screams of protest as his muzzle was wrapped around the man’s member. The man forced Peanut’s head to bob up and down on the man’s rod. “Say what you want.” The man said. “Your screams will only bring me closer to climax.”

The man began breathing hard as his hand gripped Peanut’s head, pushing him faster and faster. Peanut did his best to imaging this wasn’t happening, but the man constantly shattered any mental diversions he had. Suddenly, Peanut’s head was stopped, and the man suddenly began pushing his hips unto Peanut, basically fucking him in the mouth.

Peanut continued to protest. Tears were rolling down his cheeks as he tried to push the man away as hard as he could, but with no avail. “Uh.” The man groaned. “You ready? Hear it comes…”

Peanut’s eyes widened in shock as he felt the man’s hot seed enter Peanut’s muzzle. He gagged as the horrid fluid entered is throat. “Swallow.” The man commanded. Peanut gagged for a few moments before swallowing. The man pulled out of Peanut’s mouth, a strand of semen being the only connection between the two before disappearing. “Huh.” He chuckled. “You’re pretty obedient. Figures, since you’re a dog…”

Peanut coughed, wiping his mouth with his arm. “P-please, I’m begging you, let me go home!”

The man sighed and looked at Peanut with a pitiful grin. “Fine then, let’s get this over with.”

Peanut started to get up, but it only led to the man forcefully slamming his head unto the floor of the van, gripping his tail with the other. He didn’t even give Peanut a second before pushing himself into the canine’s tailhole.

Peanut’s mind exploded. He screamed as loud as he could to the point of screeching. He kicked and kicked, but nothing seemed to work. He almost brock his back trying to push the man off of him. But he soon realized all he could do was beg.

“PLEASE! IT HURT’S! I WANNA GO HOME!” He began sobbing loudly and continued to struggle against the man who was above him, pushing himself deeper inside of Peanut. Peanut cried and cried, he never felt so much pain, humiliation, and fear in his life, and he would continue to suffer like this until the man was finished.

The man’s grunts grew louder. He slid in deeper with each thrust, which brought immense pain to Peanut.

It wasn’t long before the man was finished, shooting seed into his tailhole, inside him. At that moment, Peanut stopped crying. He stopped struggling altogether and simply laid there, his mind shattered into pieces, his innocence lost.

His body felt numb. He didn’t feel the man pushing him out the van. He didn’t hear him drive off. He didn’t feel the cool rain falling above him or the warm asphalt below him.

He didn’t feel anything.

A single tear fell down his cheek.

His mind drifted to blackness as he heard his name called out to him.

“PEANUT!”