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Keywords male 1177504, female 1068072, anthro 210581, furry 117122, feral 90403, underage 16396, story 13711, border collie 4627, feral on feral 4030, feral on anthro 3682, foxgirl 2474, story progression 1938, writing 1880, story series 1856, pitbull 1326, dalmation 1019, ragdoll cat 202, persian cat 134, chow chow dog 111, heist 96, disguised 56

"Kid? Hey, kid. Wake up." My eyes were heavy as I felt something poke against my head, "C'mon, it's time for breakfast." Rolling over a bit I start to stretch before fallong off and landing on the floor. Guess I was closer to the edge of the bed than I thought. Getting up slowly on all fours and shaking my body around a bit, I look down at my paws and they were still the black and white pattern I had set for the illusion. I don't know how long I had the illusion up, but it is holding surprisingly well. "Are you okay kid?" My ears perk up as I realized someone was talking to me. Turning my head to my left and looking up at my roommate Charles. He was a big guy for sure, a saint bernard was what he was and I am so glad that hy the tone of his voice, he is friendly. I nod that I was okay and he looks at me, "Not very talkative are we?" His right paw lifts up and he places it on my head and pats me a bit. "Don't worry little guy, you'll get use to your new home. Now come on, breakfast is ready and it won't stay warm forever." The mentioning of warm food had my attention and I looked at Charles with a smile. He turns around and starts walking out of the room and I followed behind him. Though the moment we got out the door, I remembered yesterday and immediately stuck closer to him. I do not want another rough run in with any of the other three pets.

Charles didn't seem to mind me sticking close to him as we made our way to the dining room. Once we were there, we went over past the table where everyone else was eating and went to the designated area for the canine pets to eat. Beatrice was already sat at the table and eating her breakfast, which considered of chicken breasts, apple slices, and a sweet potato. I looked over at the other side of the room to see the cats eating their food, couldn't get a good look at what they were eating as they were both chowing down on their meals.

Charles sat down at his bowl and started digging in himself, while as I sat down and looked at my food. I like chicken, apples are okay, I however am not a huge fan of sweet potato. Not wanting to be out of the loop, I started digging into the chicken and savored the taste. Much better than the liver from yesterday.

As breakfast continued on, I felt a bit uneasy as I heard one of the kids talking. "So what are we gonna call the new doggy Steven?" Slowing down on my chewing, I look at the table the kids were at. Some of them had already finished their meal and were chatting away. Steven and Laura were looking at me, judging what I am deemed to be called. "He looks like a Henry to me. The was his fur felt when I held him, ooh~"

"Laura, please. We can't call him Henry because of one of the competitors in the competition is called Henry. Some mass confusion will go on if there are two Henry's going about." Steven waves his hand about before getting elbowed by his sister. "Hey, I'm just saying. Besides, he looks more like an Adonis." Adonis... really?

"I wanna call him Sir Kibbleton!" A pained look on my face forms when Charlie screams that out loud. Charles and Beatrice both put a paw on their heads from the comment. Stella immediately scolds the young boy, "Charlie, sit back down and finish your breafast!"

James started going on a tanget of a list of names next which.... nobody was really keen on. Like I said before, James goes into a bit too much detail on these thoughts of his, and yeah. Even Laura was cringing at some of the names. I turned back to my dish and just sunk my face into the food. Beatrice looks at me as I did, "Give it a moment darling. It'll stop in about, three, two, one..."

"Hey! Jasmine, give that back." Jasmine had already gotten up and had grabbed the book James was reading through and stared walking out. Stella was about to say something but Jasmine cut her off, "James, you are being the cringest nerd and you are making the dog regret living. Look at him." Jasmine points over to me with my face in the bowl. "Mom and dad already decided on a name, so for the love of god stop trying to go on a historic run on names." Thank you Jasmine... wait. what the hell are they gonna call me?

When breakfast was considered done and over with, my name was announced to everyone who was present. Some of the family members were not around due to their own personal reasons. They named be Dominic. Not a terrible name to go under, but not the greatest either.

I had immediately left the dinning area once considered done and the one thing I wanted to do was get the sweet potato out of my fur. I stumbled a bit into the nearest bathroom and looked around a bit, but was then lifted up by Laura, "Awe, Dommy wants to have fun already?" Oh good god girl, do not call me that. "Let's get you cleaned up and we can go out and play together, then after that we can get you dressed up to see what fits your style."

Just when I thought I could avoid this girl. I scrunch my face up a bit as she runs the sink and dips a rag into the water to scrub the potato off. Once that was off she carried me away and walked us out of the mansion to place me down on the grass. "Go on Dommy, let's get playing~"

I looked back at her in question of what we are to be doing out here. Do I just run or... what? Laura starts waving her arms forward and ushers me to start moving. Not wanting to continue standing around, I started moving my legs forward and start jogging. She starts following me with an easy jog and tells me to go faster. I'm not sure if this is what I should be doing after had just eaten.

Time went by a bit and I was laid back on the ground. Laura was happy and rubbing my belly, being all cutesy with me and adoring me like I was a young puppy. While I enjoy the belly rubs, her doing those voices was annoying. I honestly enjoyed it a bit more when she was smothering me in her chest.

I do has a sense of dread though as I worry about the outfits she wants to put me in. How ridiculous are they and how many are there? If anything I should think of some sort of distraction for me to get an opportunity to sneak off. I need to find a place to hide stuff and more importantly I need to see what stuff I need to snag.

There is one thing though, as I know the layout a bit of the first floor somewhat, mainly the dining hall, the kitchen, three bathrooms, the pantry, the library, a storage room filled with toys, four pet rooms, two of them are in use for two each. One of the room belongs to Stacy and Amanda and the other room belongs to Charles and "Dominic". The other two rooms seem to be higher quality from what I am understanding. Beatrice seems to be the prize animal in the house as she gets a room to herself. The other room was empty though. There is the thought of Sylvester. I've not seen him at all and I am wondering if he is dead or maybe he couldn't stand this place anymore and found a way to escape. If he did escape then maybe there is a hidden spot that he escaped from? Or I end up finding a grave around here somewhere.

My thoughts are interrupted a bit as I am lifted up by Laura. "Alrighty Dommy, it's time we start picking out your outfits. You are gonna look so cute in what I have in mind!" I was at the whims of the girl as she carries me around. Out of the corner of my eye though catches my attention. I saw someone waving in the distance by the fence, but unfortunately I was held well by Laura.

As we entered the building again and made our way through the first floor, we did pass through the one room that is high on the list. The trophy room for the pets. It's gonna be fun sneaking these out with nobody noticing as there is a slight security system going around at night. A few of the butlers and maids are on the night shift to do what the day shift was unable to cover. Security is one since less activity at night. I need to study their patterns in order to get this going.

My nose twitches a bit as Laura carried me upstairs. Something smelled delicious, but I couldn't tell what the smell was. My train of thought went a bit blurry as I looked around to see what was said smell, but then I realized we were on the second floor. Which means I need to pay attention to what is up here.

My scouting was unfortunately short as Laura's bedroom was not far from the stairs. I can only assume that a majority of the rooms upstairs are the bedrooms and a bathroom here and there. There might be a study or two up here as I bet these kids are home taught by private teachers. At least, I think so? It is the middle of summer so I might be wrong on that.

I was placed down and I began observing Laura's room. Her room was classy. Dark brown walls with a nice blue colored bed against the wall away from the door. A nice looking closet was inbedded in the left wall and I saw her go into the closet. Looking over to my right was a mirror table with some makeup laying about. Despite so much laying out and about, I think the only thing I have seen on her makeup wise was some eyeliner. Which is fine by me, cause Kitsuno and I tried makeup once. Long story short, it did not end well for either of us getting it out of out fur.

Laura claps to get my attention and I look at her to see that she had a few outfits in her arms. "Come on Dommy, let's get you ready." I already know that this is gonna take a while. One of the outfits already looked ridiculous.

A few outfit changes had me quite riled up. Laura first put me in a sporty looking outfit, her thoughts were that I was a bit outgoing in the outfit to what she wanted to see. The next outfit was... a bit big as it drooped over my paws slightly. I tried walking around in it but fell flat on my face a few times. Which was a shame cause it looked like something I would wear normally when Kit and I wandered around in the city. The next few outfits followed the same pattern, and I'll be honest. I thought that this would be more degrading and more fancy.

One outfit though that I did not want to wear, which was a jester outfit. Why would she think this looks good on a dog? Let alone anyone with the right mind? My ears flatten when she puts the bell hat on me. This was when an unexpected guest decides to pop into the room. A meow caught Laura's attention, "Oh, Stacy? What are you doing here you silly kitty witty?" She leaves me alone a bit to pick up the ragdoll and snuggles her against her face before she puts the cat next to me. "Lookie Stacy, isn't Dommy a cutie in this outfit?" Stacy looks at me and sticks her tongue out before batting at the jingly bells on the hat. The slight ringing on the bells already started annoying me since I was wearing the outfit. "See, he's adorable. Now Dominic, stay here for a bit as I run off to the bathroom." The girl skips off out of the room, leaving me and Stacy together.

Stacy looks at the door and then jumps away to go close it. I look at it as it closes and then stare at Stacy. "Uh... why did you close the door?" The cat looks back at me and walks closer to rub against me. "Amanda may be a bit of a stubborn prude, but I'm not like her if you hadn't tell from when we met yesterday." She starts sniffing me more and licks my face, "You smell like a fox. Not only that, you also smell like a lady." Are you serious? Already, I am caught. "Don't worry, I'm not gonna blow your cover girl. You aren't the only one putting up a charade here."

I'm... not the only one? Who else is pretending then besides me, "What do you mean Stacy? Who else would it be besides me, cause I can't think who would be in depth of disguise?" Stacy giggles before getting up on my back, which made me sink a bit because of the sudden weight thrusted on me. "Who said anything about a disguise? You may be in one and fooled quite a bit of the children here, but do remember that not everyone here is stupid. Their father might be, but..."

Shit... she's right. "Ashley." She was the one that I noticed that just stared at me. But, how did she know? "Wait, if she knows then..."

"If you think that she is pretending as well, you would be half correct. Ashley wasn't born into this family but married in, however that doesn't mean she doesn't have her own motives." The cat slides off of me and walks over to my face. "Now I would love to delve into what you are up to, but I know you have to stay in roleplay as the actor you are sweetie, but Laura isn't gonna stay in the bathroom forever." She drags her tongue on my face and I shake my face in response. Giggling, she moves closer to the door, "Just be careful with Laura. She is smitten by pets she likes, and given her thoughts about you that I heard from Charles, you might get lucky."

Lucky? What does she mean by...... oh. Oh boy. "Wait, you mean she might--" Stacy turns her head around to wink, "Yes, she says ferals feel much bigger than the other boys she dated. And given you immediately caught her attention, she might try to make a move when she can." Stacy turns her head back to spring up in her steps and leap onto the door handle. She swings her body a bit to turn the knob and it clicks, she pushed her feet against the wall and the door opens up slightly before flopping on the floor on all fours. "Tata "Dominic", we'll chat later." She makes her way out the door but stops a moment, "Oh, speaking of those that are in the mood. Beatrice is starting her heat cycle it seems. So you and Charles better be careful around her as she gets extra feisty, even more than when she and Amanda start fighting."

As she walks off, my mind begins racking things up of my now current situation. One thing for sure, makes sense of what that smell was earlier as the kitchen was empty at the time. I was getting Beatrice's scent. But that was the least concerning thing. Right now I need to get out of the room and out of this outfit. I sit up on my hind legs and put my forepaws into the sides of the hat to wiggle it off and throw it on the floor. My ears felt a bit more relaxed after getting that dumb thing off. Now though... how the hell am I gonna get this monkey suit off?

My time was unfortunately up as I heard Laura humming and she came back into the room. "Dommy wommy~ it's time for you to get ready for your pose session with Steven." The more she keeps calling me that, the more I die inside. She starts undoing the buttons on the back of the outfit and gets me out of the suit with ease. After which she picks me up again and plants a kiss on my left cheek before snuggling me more as she walks out of the room.

Laura kept hold of me the entire time until we got into a little main show room where Steven was and a couple other siblings. Some harsh judging was done that almost made me blow cover by wanting to say something in return. Especially towards the twins. Those two just get under my skin in the most unfathomable ways possible. Ten years old or not, they act like they are in their thirties and that their opinions trump all others.

Other than those two and some quips from Steven and Stella, it was... okay. Just simple commands and orders so far. I dread when they ask for me to speak cause that's when I know I'll fuck up by saying an actual sentence. I was thankful that my stomach was calling for some personal business to where I was able to leave the room and head into one of the pet bathrooms to relieve myself. I did bump into Stacy again but she was busy following Amanada around chatting whatever nonsense she was going on about in her ditzy act.

I still can't believe her on how she just figured me out like that. But then again, one of these guys was about to figure out. I am still new to this feral form as well but it ain't that hard from doing things normally. Just without hands. And proper clothes. Though now that makes me wonder, since Beatrice is in heat herself, will my own body in this form do the same thing? I don't know so only time could tell and I hope it doesn't cause that'll really screw me over since my roommate is the only other male feral here.

I deicded to head outside a bit before lunch was done, then I remembered a certain someone poking around somewhere. Looking about a bit to see if the coast was clear, I started walking out in the open field and kept close around the fence line. About a good distance away I noticed there was a slight incline where the house started to dip a bit. Moving further out and the last window from the second floor was out of sight. "Good. Now to see where to hide the stuff out here... so long as none of the house keep comes out here often that is..."

Looking at the fence, I began questioning on how deep it was. Lost in my thoughts for a bit of time had me doing some calculations, up until someone on the other side snaps a stick. I jolt a bit only to see Kitsuno hiding in the brush. "Damnit sis, you scared me there." Kitsuno moves a bit in the grass and gets closer to the bars. "I saw you get taken away earlier so that ruined my chances to talk to you earlier. I did some scouting around out here and I already got an escape route ready."

"Well, good for now. But remember, we don't know how well the patrols are here. For all we know they might have a pathway outside that some of the staff follows." Kitsuno waves the stick a bit before tossing it back, "We will figure that out the more we spend here. Now, onto bigger things." I nod and look back towards the house, "So far the biggest target would be the pet trophy room. It's the closest thing to the exit from the back and we can grab some of the stuff when it is high time to bail. The other rooms so far aren't what I want to target. Unless you want to raid the pantry for some food?"

I look back at my sister and she looks off to where the house is. "While I am curious what food these guys have, I think I'll be fine Shade. The fish in the nearby lake has been good enough. Caught a nice catfish yesterday to cook up. But I'll let you know if I want to come in." I smile a bit and place a paw through the bars and she grabs hold of it. "Kit, we need to make this fast. I got six more days before we are heading to the staidum for a mock tournament."

She nods and lets go of my paw. "Alright. So time is precious and we need to act fast. I'll go ahead and head back to see what supplies I can bring back." She starts crawling back into the grass, "Just remember to stay in disguise sis."

"I know Kit, so long as I don't end up speaking near or around anyone else it'll be fine. I just need to work on avoiding a certain few of them. Namely the younger ones and Ashley." Kitsuno was about to ask me more but my ear twitches as I heard my "name" being called. "Crap... alright, that's my cue to head back. Stay safe sis." I back away from the fence and start walking out a different direction before turning towards the house. "I'll let you know if we need to bail or get you in here to cut it faster." And with that, I started sprinting towards the house and my sister retreats further into the grass and into the forest. Hopefully things don't get complicated so easily.

Lunch was kinda similar to breafast. Except Beatrice wasn't present, and some of the older siblings seem to be out. I am fine with this. Less people around as I try to rack my mind on things. Cause I believe this might be a chance for me to snoop around. Charles nudged me a bit, "Hey kid, you not hungry or something? You're hardly touching your steak and liver." I look at Charles a bit and then looked over at the table. Thankfully I think I can keep my voice low enough to speak as some of the others were on the other side of the table. "I'm fine Charles, just on edge a bit."

Charles takes a notice of my low tone and looks over at the table where the kids were at for a moment, then he looks back at me. "Was Laura a bit much to you? I know she was very eager to play with you kid." I look at Charles and turned my attention to my lunch. "Stacy... told me what she wants to do with me. Is that true Charles?" Charles puts a paw on my head to pat me gently and laps up a piece of his liver to eat. Once he swallows the liver chunk he continues explaining, "Yeah. Laura does enjoy sexual act with ferals. If she does make you mount her, she likes it when you bite her shoulder." I immediately look at Charles flabbergasted at him telling me this. "What?"

I just go to my steak and start nibbling on it. I mean I get the girl is probably wanting me to rawdog her deep, but... jeez. A bit forward much are we? "Right... sorry. Just thought we should warn you in advance." Charles looks at his food again and then mine. The awkwardness was a bit much at the moment.

Time passed on a bit before I finished the steak and left the liver. I didn't care for it and just wanted to go relax somewhere to feel alright. After I do some snooping that is. Once I started leaving the dining room I felt something press against me from behind. Said feeling went underneath me and poked her head under my chin. Stacy was being playful again, but as other people were around, she knew I couldn't speak. So in retaliation of the sudden touch, I licked her face. She stumbled onto the floor and looked at me, "Getting a little tongue up on me Dominic? Usually it's the other way around." She giggles and rolls back up to bounce around the room before dissappearing around a corner.

Rolling my eyes, I began to follow her. But as I rounded the corner, there was James. I immediately turned around and sprinted a different direction just so I don't deal with him. I'm not sure which is worse at the moment, him. Or Anna Belle. I'd say Charlie, but I've got the idea on how to avoid the kid.

Laura isn't in sight right now and neither is Steven. Lawrence and his wife said something about heading out for a few rounds of golf with Lawrence the second so they may be gone till dinner. So those left unaccounted for right now is possibly Ashley, Charlie is running around somewhere, Anna and Belle are probably having tea, and Jasmine is more than likely hiding in her room. I already know where Amanda is gonna be. Lazing about in her room. Stacy might join her or she might roam around too. Charles, he said something about running out in the field.

Beatrice, she is hiding in her room possibly. With her body being ready for baby making, and from what Stacy warned me, it's best I avoid her at all costs. Cause if she is ferocious when in heat then I dread to know whay she will do to me. Like will she tear me apart or fuck me stupid? Both sound like it will happen and I kinda enjoy having my bones intact.

Shaking my head I started focusing. "Alright, alright. Find stuff that needs to be marked. And avoid getting caught." In a hushed tone, I make my way up the staircase. I would think that I would not be allowed up on the second floor but so far any butlers and or maids I pass by don't stop me. Maybe they think I am meeting with one of the family members?

Though as I explore the rooms one by one, it all seemed to be the bedrooms up here. Each room had a bit of a unique trait to it that reflects the personality of each person. There was the little showcase room up here but I think it might be am extra room that is used to whatever purpose that deems useful for it. Other than that I just found two more bathrooms and another closet. The closet was locked but I don't think it is worth breaking into.

I did see a ladder that led up further, but I don't know what else would be up there besides the attic and if possible, an observation station. Mostly for stars and such. Stargazing is fun, and I wouldn't put it past for one of these people to be into that stuff. We all done it at some point in our lives, let's be honest about that.

This is weird though. Where the heck is Jasmine? I haven't seen her since this morning and she isn't anywhere upstairs. Unless she is up in the roof section, I don't know where she would be. I started making my way downstairs and wander around the halls. I forgot about the other trophy room which involved all the golf trophies, but with how deep it is in the building, I don't know. It seems a bit risky to try to haul at least two of those trophies. I'd have to get out of my feral form to help Kitsuno carry these. But that would give us away horribly as the flash would alert someone.

The more I think of things, something isn't adding up. There is trophies for sure for both pets and the golfers. But that seems to be the only shiny valuable that has caught my eyes. Where is the jewelry? Don't go telling me this is the random chance where it is a rich family but they don't have anything valuable besides awards.

As I sat still in the golfing trophy room, I hear a skittering outside the room. Turning my head to the entrance I see Charles who seemed to be in a slight panic. "Dominic! There you are. Quick! We need to run." I got up off the floor and walked over to him, "Why, what's going on Charles?"

A strong scent hits my nose, it was that delicious scent from earlier today. My eyes shot open and I was scooped onto Charles' back as he slid underneath me and I clung my front two paws on him as he started running. "Beatrice got out and she is angry. Normally I would be fine pleasuring another woman, but not her! She scares me when she gets this way."

My body clunks around a bit on his back and my hormones started to go a little crazy. Beatrice's scent was strong, a bit too strong now that I think about it. I turn my head a bit and see her at the end of the hallway as two maids chase after her. "Uh... Charles. You might want to step on it man." He understood as he could smell her as well and we turned a sharp corner real hard and he booked it around into the library and dashed through. James was there with Laura as they immediately got up from their chairs as we charged through. "Laura, Charles only runs like that for one reason. Get the door!"

James comes in handy for once as they get the door we left out of shut fast. I don't know if cutting off Beatrice there is a good idea, but hey. Not my book collection. We kept on going until we stopped near the exit out back. "Charles, what do we do now?"

"Beatrice is gonna smell us if they don't catch and lock her back up in her room. We need to hide!" But where is the problem. Our room is one thing, but if she manages to break in, either by a way she knows or by brute force, we would be screwed.

Wait. I've got it! "Charles, follow me!" I jumo off his back and start running down the hallway. "Dominic, where are you going?!? She's gonna find you if you head that way." I round the corner as there is one place that might work. Charles followed behind in order to not be gotten by the sex crazed chow chow.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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Pet Heist: Prolouge
New Plan
The day starts off normal as it was expected, and after a few degrading moments from some of the family members, I did some scouting around to get as much detail as I could. I just wish some things didn't happen when doing this.

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