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Date of first publication in Mr Double's Palisade :
Monday, January 14, 2019

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Filename: butterf8.txt
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story_codes: F, dog/g(6) Female/dog, bestiality, non-cons, semi-cons

story_intro: Olivia loves being a Butterfly Girl. Just in her first year, she already has a couple of badges and today is a perfect day to collect leaves for yet another one. At the park, she meets the nice lady who also happens to be a Butterfly Girl leader. And Olivia will learn how the nice lady also likes all kinds of interesting toys and doggies and little girls. Especially little girls who play with her doggies - whether they want to or not.


story_language: English




Butterfly Girls - Butterfly Doggy

Written by madvlad


	Laura heard the honk of the car horn in the driveway and gave her little sister an impatient look. With their parents away, the sixteen year-old was supposed to watch after her. But Laura had better things to do than to play or do nauseatingly nice Butterfly Girl activities with the brat while her friends were waiting outside.

	When she was her sister's age, she had done the Butterfly Girls thing for about a month before refusing to attend anymore. But Olivia, her oh-so-good sister, was a hopeless twerp and loved everything about it since starting first grade two months ago. Well, it was a Saturday and sweet little Olivia would be on her own again - this wasn't the first time Laura ditched her. Laura knew her parents wouldn't be back until around eight o'clock so she had nearly eleven hours to hang with her friends.

	"But what about lunch?" Olivia whined.

	Laura smiled and then grabbed the little girl's dark brown pigtails to pull her close to her. Olivia winced as her scalp was stretched but then she was nearly nose-to-nose with Laura.

	"Just get some Butterfly peanut butter and Butterfly jelly," Laura said. (There was no such brand of either - she was making fun of her sister's Butterfly Girls obsession.) "Then smear them on some Butterfly bread and have yourself a fucking Butterfly peanut butter and jelly sandwich."

	Olivia flinched at the foul language and felt her eyes watering. But she did not cry as Laura let her hair go.

	"And keep your ass in the house until I get back," Laura warned before exiting.

	After the door slammed, Olivia allowed herself a few sniffles. She didn't know why Laura was so mean to her. And how could she not like the Butterfly Girls?

	Running her hands over the seat of her skirt, Olivia wondered why her big sister wanted her to keep her bottom (she didn't use Laura's naughty word in her thoughts) in the house. It would have been silly (imagine leaving her bottom behind!) if Laura hadn't been nasty when she said it. Laura had used that phrase with Olivia before and Olivia wondered why Laura would be so concerned about her backside. Little did the first grader know that there were several people who enjoyed ogling her bubbly, panty-packaged ass when she was running and playing and her skirt or dress offered a good view.

	Well, of course Olivia was taking her bottom with her. While she knew she was breaking Laura's rules, she justified at since she was going to do Butterfly Girl stuff. In her backpack, she slid a binder with note paper and plastic pockets and her Butterfly Girls tree guide into it. After some work in the kitchen, she also added a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. And it was a very nice sandwich - not the kind that Laura had said.

	So there!

	With the leaves changing color, Olivia was going to have a pretty collection of leaves. Using her tree guide, she would identify each type of tree from the leaves. When next week's meeting rolled around, she would be sure to earn her leaf badge!

	Shivering with excitement, Olivia slid on her backpack and walked proudly (while carefully looking both ways before crossing the street as every Butterfly Girl with the safety badge knew how to do) toward the athletic fields. The baseball and softball diamonds were empty but the soccer pitches were teeming with players and observers. Beyond the playing fields, there were some woods with plenty of leaves to choose from.

	After diligently collecting twelve different kinds of leaves, Olivia was ready to go. She checked her Butterfly Girls official wristwatch and saw that it was only eleven o'clock. While it wasn't quite time for lunch, she was fixated on the sandwich she had made and decided to eat. After all, leaf-collecting was hungry work.

	Taking her sandwich from her backpack, Olivia munched on it as she started to walk toward the baseball fields. There was only one car parked there but there were water fountains from which she could drink. As she neared the car, the driver's door opened and she saw the nice lady step out.

	"Leaf collecting?" Miss Norton asked.

	"Yes, I got some real pretty ones!"

	Olivia had met Joan Norton (of course, the girl would only call her Miss Norton) before at the park. To her delight, Miss Norton had been wearing a Butterfly Girls t-shirt and they started up a conversation. Olivia knew she shouldn't talk to strangers but she was pretty sure that only bad men were the troublemakers. Those were the kind who did bad things to little girls. Olivia didn't know what that meant, exactly, but was afraid it meant that they would say bad words like Laura did. It certainly wasn't a nice thing to do to a little girl.

	Besides, Miss Norton had been a Butterfly Girl herself.  Not only that, but her two sisters who lived far away were also Butterfly Girl leaders. The last time they met, the woman had shown Olivia a photo of her niece, a three year-old named Mia, wearing a "Future Butterfly Girl" shirt. Olivia had liked that - she had worn one of those herself in previous years before graduating to the big time of official Butterfly Girldom.

	"I'm seeing a leaf badge in your future," Miss Norton mused. "Say, are you thirsty? I have some juice if you want."

	Olivia almost replied but finished chewing her sandwich before she spoke. Juice was certainly better than water. As the autumn day was overcast and breezy, Miss Norton let the girl sit in her car while she finished her lunch and they chatted. It was very nice in the car - kind of warm and it made Olivia sleepy.

	Olivia would have been mortified to make a mess in the car when the juice bottle fell from her drugged fingers but Joan deftly grabbed it as it started to slip. After buckling Olivia in (after all Butterfly Girls always acted safely), Joan drove away for an activity that wasn't found in the Butterfly Girls manual.

	Olivia blinked as the room came into focus and found herself in a basement. Aside from her head, she couldn't move. Looking at her arms, she found her wrists clamped to the floor slightly in front of her. Her rear was raised, however and she saw how her legs were strapped to a frame of chromed metal tubing. As if this wasn't bad enough, she was also completely nude.

	"Oh good, you're awake."

	Olivia jerked her head forward again and winced before she looked up. The sudden movement made her head throb. Joan looked down at her with the same friendly smile she used at the park.

	"Are you alright?" she asked the girl.

	"My head hurts and I'm tied up and I'm all naked. Are you going to rescue me?"

	Joan laughed.

	"Of course not; I'm here to help you with your pet care badge. That's why you're tied up and naked - something cute little girls like you should have done on a regular basis, if you ask me. As for your headache, I have the perfect cure."

	None of this made sense to Olivia and then Joan disappeared from view as she walked around to get behind her. Olivia swallowed hard as she knew that Miss Norton could now see her bottom and her kitty.

	Hands clutched her bottom, fondling the ripe little cheeks. Olivia could only wriggle a bit but it made no difference as the woman pawed her compact yet luscious rump.

	Joan could have spent hours playing with the first grader's ass as it was so well-formed with springy flesh. It certainly looked tasty, too, but there were other things she wanted to lick. With Olivia bent over, a smaller crack, just as smooth, but smaller and gracing a tiny mound of little girlishness was waiting between the child's legs.

	Using her thumbs, Joan spread the hairless labia to reveal pink perfection inside. The six year-old's hymen was intact - something that was going to be remedied shortly and Joan pressed her mouth to the little vulva and began to feed. Olivia's mons was perfectly tender as it was lightly chewed and her outer lips gave no resistance to the tongue that pushed in to arouse and taste the fruit of this illicit harvest.

	Olivia mewled as her cunny was orally violated. This was something she could have ever imagined and she knew this certainly wasn't nice. Little girls wore panties so that no one could see their private places, let alone touch them or put their mouths there. Oh no, this was not nice at all! Well, except for the odd feelings there. They were making her feel hot and kind of itchy between her legs.

	But for Miss Norton to put her mouth there wasn't nice at all. Okay, maybe a little bit nice because she certainly felt good. Actually, she sort of felt swollen in the area that her panties usually protected - like someone was filling a balloon with warm water. That was very nice and so of course she had to be naked to feel nice that way. Definitely more nice than not nice...

	Oh! The water balloon might be leaking.

	Joan tongued the child harder, chafing the erect clitty with her upper front teeth as she slurped the flow of nectar from Olivia's twat. The kid squeaked as her pussy kept reacting and Joan knew she could break her now. Drinking the Butterfly Girl juice (something that would surpass their cupcake sales if they ever started bottling that), the woman attacked the dainty little twat with lustful fury until Olivia jerked abruptly in her bonds. It was starting.

	Olivia didn't understand what was happening to her but her only focus was on the explosions in her loins. She was squirting more and more into the woman's mouth as the first orgasm in her young life tore through her.

	Once it tapered off, Joan stopped sucking at the little girl's cunt meat. Using her fingers, she smeared the liquid from the cleft all over the mound. Then she went to the door and let in her pets.

	There were doggies everywhere! Although still a bit high from her climax, Olivia felt embarrassed that they were seeing her without clothes on. Several wet noses touched her back there before Joan tied all but one of them onto wall-mounted leashes.

	The dogs whined and scratched at the floor, wanting to get back to the little female who was presenting herself to them. They could smell her arousal from the juices Joan had wiped all over Olivia's crotch and they knew how to address that.

	They were all "mixed breeds" - a polite term for mutts. But Joan had them trained well. Taking the one free one by the collar, a tan and white critter named Charlie, she walked him to that he was in front of Olivia and showing exactly was his body thought of her. Squatting, she directed the girl's attention to the red cylinder of flesh protruding from the pouch on Charlie's underside.

	"Do you know what this is?" she asked Olivia.

	Flustered, it took a moment for the girl to put voice to her words.

	"It's a doggy's boy kitty."

	Joan snorted with mirth - so dear, young Olivia was too innocent to even know the term for a cock. No matter if she couldn't say it - she would soon feel it.

	"Yes, I suppose you could call it that. Do you know what he's going to do with it?"

	Olivia wrinkled her nose and shook her head. She supposed he would pee with it but she didn't want to see that.

	"He's going to put it inside you," Joan sweetly informed the bound tot.

	As Joan walked Charlie out of view, Olivia was scared and puzzled. She didn't want that thing inside her - but how could that happen anyway? Then she yelped when the dog leapt on her. One of his front paws pushed into her back, nearly driving the air from her before he straightened out. She could feel his fur brushing over her rear and, with a cold pit forming in her belly, wondered what was to come next.

	Joan didn't mind helping Charlie out as she guided his dick to Olivia's tiny twat. The dog was frantically hunching and the tip of his member easily slid through the hairless lips of the child's lubricated pussy. Seated against the small portal, the dog instinctively knew this the right point and, with another fierce push, finished mounting his little human.

	The animal's cock plowed through Olivia's hymen, making her scream as her virginity was ripped away. Under the lustful assault, the six year-old's innocent cunt was stretched and filled with thrusting dog meat. Rivulets of blood leaked out over the white, bulging lips of the little girl's bald twat, signally her unwilling change from a virgin into a canine sex toy.

	Enjoying the show, Joan frigged herself as she watched the tyke's defenseless little snatch get pounded by the sliding red prick. When her phone rang, she almost ignored it until she saw it was one of her sisters.

	"Hi, Erica," she said. "I have a guest right now. Uh huh, that's the one. Charlie just popped her cherry and she seems very excited. Sure, let me put her on."

	Joan walked around to Olivia's front and put the phone near her mouth.

	"Tell my sister how you like having a doggy in your kitty."

	The first grader squealed helplessly as her formerly virgin cuntlet was cock-reamed by the hound.

	"What a lucky girl you are," said the voice on the other end.

	Joan promised some photos and video and then ended the call so she could keep watching. Charlie was deliriously happy as he mated with the little girl, slamming her snug, prepubescent cunt with his hard prick. Unrelenting, he humped Olivia until he reached his goal, dumping puppy-making fluids into the first grader's unready sex organs.

	Having cum, Charlie was content to lie down and relax. The other dogs were eager but they had to wait as Joan knelt down behind her captive again. Charlie's copious jism was leaking from the defiled snatch and Joan caught it with her fingers and then slathered it all over the little girl's adorably round ass cheeks. After taking a few pictures of Olivia's cum-painted ass, she licked it clean and then sucked the remaining mix of Charlie's wad and Olivia's nectar from the child's heated twat.

	Olivia moaned with relief....and a little something else. Joan felt the reaction in the girl's pussy and ate her to another orgasm before unleashing the next sex partner. With her tiny quim lubed with her own fluids, Olivia was once again forced to take a dog dick inside her body for another round of humping that left her weakened and with another load of animal semen in her fresh little snatch.

	Once again, the woman dined on the trapped first grader's hairless twatlet. Reacting to the now familiar pleasure, Olivia rolled her hips as much as she could to try to stimulate her needy sex. Joan knew the action was instinctive; still, it was hot to see a prissy little girl moving so lasciviously to get a thrill in her sodden kiddy cunt.

	But Olivia still had much to learn and when Joan had her on the brink of another climax, the woman stopped. She set the next dog free, helping him mount the human puppy so he could plow away in the child's tight and gooey fuck socket. With her cunny achingly sensitive, the six year-old came after a few strokes, her compact body shaking as her tiny hole was crammed with pounding canine dick.

	The experience of having cum with a dick impaling her left Olivia panting and drooling. Joan looked at the glassy-eyed little girl as she lay with a small puddle of saliva under her protruding tongue.

	"Why, you look just like a doggy!"

	But the end of her orgasm brought the girl no respite as the hard red meat made her bubbling juices squelch out and coat the fleshy bulge of her bald snatch. Secured to her child-sized bondage rack, Olivia moaned weakly while her canine lover kept at her until his jism flooded her undersized body.

	Now the process became the same as Joan sucked the sex cocktail from the little girl's pussy and got her excited again for the next horny beast. Weary and broken down, Olivia accepted each prick as it slammed into her juicy twat with no further complaints - only small noises from her drooling mouth that might have been from discomfort or pleasure. One after another, the hounds rode the smooth body of their mate, inseminating her and transforming the innocent child into a gang-bang slut for animals.

	"Alright, Shorty," Joan said as she unleashed the final, impatient mutt.

	She had given his name because of his malformed penis; shorter in length and slightly twisted. From her own experience with him, she knew how well that twist in the hardened flesh worked inside her. And for Olivia, there would be another benefit her small body had known received from her other lovers.

	From the first thrust of doggy dick in her fuck-pounded snatch, the first grader squealed at a higher pitch as the kinked hard-on grated along the clasping pussy walls. Shorty went to work, bulldozing his entire length into her again and again until he stopped as Olivia let out a screech.

	Gabbling incoherently, she looked at Joan with wide, beseeching hazel eyes that leaked tears that mixed with her drool on the floor. Joan knelt and slid her hand under Olivia's tummy and through the stickiness of dog jism.

	There, just above the girl's soft pubis - she could feel the spherical hardness. The six year-old had been dog-knotted. With her helpless pussy literally plugged Olivia whimpered from the discomfort of this extra stretching and the surge inside her sex as Shorty pumped his canine seed into her and pressurized her tiny womb. As Nature intended, nothing could escape.

	Shorty slowly worked around, his knot maintaining a coupling inside the child's hairless, sperm-saturated cunt until he was standing facing the other way. They remained that way, interlocked until the knot finally retracted about twenty minutes later. Shorty's load washed down in the insides of Olivia's thighs in a lewd gush of liquid.

	The poor girl looked like she could use some rest, so Joan let her stay bound like that for another hour. When she finally released her, Joan had a warm bath waiting and Olivia nearly melted inside the comforting water.

	After the bath was done, the little girl stood nude and shiny in front of her new mistress. Joan hungrily surveyed the six year-old's body, imagining other things to do, but that would have to wait for another day because Olivia was truly spent - almost.

	"It's too bad that the Butterfly Girls don't have a badge for being a canine cum bag," Joan remarked. "But I have the perfect award for you - something much more prestigious."

	Laura would still be out for several hours when Olivia was let out of the car in front of her house. Walking was slow and careful work but she got inside without incident. Olivia's bedroom was upstairs and she found that taking the steps was impossible to do upright in her condition. So she climbed on her hands and knees like a dog. She stayed that way until she made it to her bedroom where once more she managed to stand.  Her legs were shaking and she had to keep perfectly still for a minute to ensure her balance wouldn't fail.

	Now for the thing she had earned for her day's forced labors...

	Facing the mirror, Olivia raised lowered her saturated panties and raised her skirt. Joan had tucked the small controller into the waistband of her skirt and the girl's eyes followed the wire from the slim box before it disappeared between the once-more primly clamped lips of her hairless pussy. Trembling with a myriad of emotions and a burning arousal, the child contemplated on how to deal with the vibrating egg that was agitating her drooling little cunt.



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This story is a work of fiction.  Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously.  Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.


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