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Archive-name: Bestial/musthief.txt
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Archive-title: Mushroom Thief
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"Grip! Fang! Wolf! That's it, good boys!" called Farmer Maggot as he
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came down the dirt path. "That's it, don't let 'im move!" The ruddy-faced
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halfling walked up, carefuly, to the three hounds. They all stood in a
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circle, growling and snarling at the prone figure on the ground. Maggot
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scowled. This was the third trespasser in as many days. First that black-
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cloaked Big Folk from foreign parts, then the visitors from Hobbiton, and now
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this. The figure tried to move, but stopped immediately when Grip gave out a
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loud "BARRK!!!Snarrrrrrllllllll!!!!!", barring his shiny white teeth.
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Maggot looked down at the intruder, and noted the dress. She tried look up
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at him and Grip barked again. "Grip! Heel!" shouted the farmer. "Well, well,
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well, if it isn't Miss Dora Goodbody." The young halfling, in her tweens,
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definitely deserved her last name. Pretty enough in the face, with long brown
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hair, and a well-padded, "pleasingly plump" figure, the kind most halfling
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males lusted after. Her facial expression was one of obvious fear, for Grip
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had only backed off a little and still had his teeth barred. The other dogs
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also faced her down, just slightly less close.
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"Please don't let him bite me, Farmer Maggot!" Dora begged. Maggot smiled;
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he had already noted the stolen mushrooms scattered on the ground. His best
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"love mushrooms", the rare aphrodesiacs that Maggot grew and sold quietly,
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mostly to rich dwarves visiting the Shire for "a little fun." Probably a
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"little fun" like Miss Goodbody.
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"And what about my mushrooms, young lady? They's spoilt' now, they don't
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keep long once ya pick 'em. You're gonna have ta pay me back for those."
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drawled Maggot, grinning. He knew Dora wouldn't need much prompting; from the
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talk he'd heard the girl had "rolled in the hay" with most of the local male
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population, at one time or another. After thinking about it for a moment, she
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started to crawl on hands and knees towards him, but stopped when all three
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dogs started barking and snarling all at once.
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"Heel! Fang! Wolf! Down, Grip! Heel!" ordered Maggot. The dogs backed away,
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and Dora resumed her crawl, stopping when her hands touched Maggot's feet.
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She reached up and pressed her palm against his crotch. As she did so Fang
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pushed his snout underneath her dress and started sniffing. Dora paused just
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a moment, then started rubbing up and down on the bulge in Farmer Maggot's
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pants. A grin broke across the farmer's worn face. Suddenly she moaned hotly
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and pushed forward. Maggot could hear Fang licking and slurping between the
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girl's legs. Rumor had it that Dora usually didn't wear anything underneath
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her dress, and it looked like the rumors were true. Dora tried to push the
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dog away, but couldn't. Maggot waited and watched as Fang's red penis
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extended from its furry sheath. Then he placed both hands firmly on Dora's
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shoulders and smiled. "Fang! Mount!"
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Dora mouthed a "No!" and tried to get up, but Maggot held her down as Fang
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moved around behind her. The dog raised his forelegs up and rested his body
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on Dora's back, shifting around to position his penis correctly. She gasped
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and squirmed when it found its target. Then Fang started thrusting, pushing
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his penis deeper with each stroke. With each one Dora moaned loudly, the
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large male organ (far bigger than most halfing penises) stretching her
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again and again, a pain and a pleasure at the same time. Soon Dora's sex
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was wet enough to let Fang's shaft slide in and out freely, and the dog
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pumped his bitch with eager abandon. Both were panting, though Dora's tongue
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wasn't hanging out like Fang's was. By now Farmer Maggot has his trousers
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down around his legs and was stroking himself, watching the show with a
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perverted leer. Dora's eyes squinted tightly shut as she squealed and bucked
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underneath the wildly-humping dog. Fang's thrusts quickened in pace. Every
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so often Dora's face would contort and she'd gasp or moan or wimper softly.
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Then Fang pushed all the way in and held there. Dora threw her head back and
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let out a long "Ooohhhhhhhh!!!" as she felt warm spurts of dog-cum flowing
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into her. Maggot followed his dog's lead and left a puddle of semen in the
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dust of the path. Fang licked Dora's cheek. She tried to get up but he
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growled in her ear, instinctively wanted to hold his penis inside her and
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tie with her.
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"Fang! Heel!" shouted Maggot, pulling up his pants. "Heel, I said!" Fang
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reluctantly pulled out of Dora's sex and trotted off. The girl lay there for
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a minute or so, then got up herself and walked away wordlessly, still gasping
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a little from her ordeal. Farmer Maggot watched her leave as he gathered up
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the love mushrooms, grinning. Time to dry them and get them ready for sale.
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They worked much better that way than when they were fresh. While he gathered
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up his almost-stolen wares, one of Maggot's sons walked up.
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"Was that Dora Goodbody walking off?"
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"Yep. Had to set the dogs on her."
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"Again?"
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"Uh-huh. Sixth time in the last month. I'm beginning t' think the little
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hussy likes it!"
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