Marcy Wu
Here's the first chapter of amphibia n be doing requests,this is a au human fanfic of amphibia
Enjoy
One fateful day, as Marcy Wu, the fifteen-year-old protagonist of the animated series Amphibia, was going for a stroll through the picturesque town she lived in, she stumbled upon an unexpected sight. There, in the middle of the park, was a large dog, panting heavily and sporting an erect member that seemed to be beckoning for attention. Without a moment's hesitation, Marcy, her curiosity getting the better of her, approached the animal. To her surprise, the dog didn't growl or snap at her; instead, it seemed to welcome her presence. And so, Marcy Wu, the fearless and adventurous teenager, decided to take matters into her own hands.
She knelt down before the dog, feeling its warm, furry body against her own, and before she knew it, the dog's member was pressed against her lips. Without any prior experience or knowledge of how to proceed, Marcy began to suck on the dog's cock, moving her head up and down as if she'd been doing it for years. The dog let out a low growl of pleasure, its hind legs trembling as it began to thrust its hips forward, further pushing its member deeper into Marcy's mouth.
Meanwhile, a small crowd had begun to form around them, onlookers watching in shock and awe as this peculiar scene unfolded before their very eyes. Some giggled nervously, others covered their children's eyes, but no one dared to interfere. Marcy, oblivious to the spectacle she was causing, continued to pleasure the dog, her own body beginning to respond to the sensations flooding through her. As she sucked harder and moved faster, the dog let out a series of high-pitched yelps, its body tensing as it climaxed, filling Marcy's mouth with its hot, salty cum.
Finally, the dog seemed to regain its composure, its member softening in Marcy's mouth. With a satisfied sigh, she released it from her grasp and stood up, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. The crowd, still in shock, began to disperse, leaving Marcy and the dog alone once more. As they both caught their breath, Marcy couldn't help but wonder what had just happened and whether or not this strange encounter would change their lives forever.
Marcy Wu's breath came out in ragged gasps as she leaned in, her tongue darting out to lap at the salty mixture of dog cum and her own juices that coated the broad head of her lover's cock. She couldn't believe she was doing this, but she couldn't help herself. The primal urge to be with her dog was too powerful to resist. She licked and jacked him off, feeling the heavy weight of his balls against her palm as she stroked him, her other hand braced against the rough fur of his hindquarters. As she tasted his cum on her tongue, she felt a shiver of pleasure course through her entire body.
She sat up, still holding his cock in her hand, and looked down into his adoring eyes. The muscles in his haunches were taut, his entire body trembling with desire. She smiled at him, feeling a warmth spread through her chest. "You ready for round two, baby?" she whispered, her voice husky with lust. He whined in response, his tail wagging furiously against the bed.
With that, she swung her lithe body around, straddling his hips, and lowered herself onto him. The head of his cock nudged against her wet folds, and she moaned as she felt him stretch her open. She began to move her hips, slowly at first, then faster and faster, their skin slapping together in rhythm. Her breasts bounced freely against his chest, her nipples hard and aching. The room was filled with the sounds of their passionate lovemaking: the slapping of their bodies, the wet sucking noise of their lips and tongues, and the deep, animalistic growls that tumbled from their throats.
As she rode him, Marcy couldn't help but marvel at how natural it all felt. It was as if she had always been meant to be with him, as if their bodies were designed specifically for each other. She threw her head back, arching her spine, and felt a powerful orgasm build deep within her core. "Oh god, I'm gonna cum!" she cried out, her voice muffled by the pillow as she came, her body shuddering with pleasure.
Her orgasm seemed to fuel him, and with a final, powerful thrust, he released himself deep inside her, his hot cum spurting out against her cervix. Marcy moaned loudly as she felt him pulse inside her, her body tensing around him in the aftermath of their passionate union. They collapsed together onto the bed, panting heavily, their bodies slick with sweat and love. For a moment, they just lay there, savoring the closeness, the intimacy of their bond.
Then, with a contented sigh, Marcy leaned in and licked his nose, her tongue leaving a wet trail across his fur. He responded with a soft growl, nudging her gently with his nose, as if to say, "Not quite done with me yet, huh?" And with that, she laughed, her breath warm against his fur, and began to move her hips once more, ready for another round of their lustful, passionate dog sex.
As they continued to make love, Marcy found herself becoming more and more lost in the sensation of being so intimately connected to her canine companion. She felt as if she were his equal, his partner, and nothing else mattered in the world except the two of them and their shared desire. She reached down between them, finding his cock still hard and ready, and began to stroke it in time with their movements, feeling the familiar tug and release as he came inside her once more.
Their lovemaking went on for what felt like hours, their bodies moving in perfect sync, their breath and hearts in rhythm. And as the sun began to rise outside their window, casting a warm, golden light across the bed, they collapsed together in exhaustion, their limbs tangled and their fur matted with sweat. Marcy nestled her head into the crook of his neck, her body still trembling with the aftershocks of their passion, and felt a contented peace wash over her. For the first time in a long time, she felt truly connected to something, truly at home in her own skin.
And as she drifted off to sleep, she knew that this was how it was meant to be. This was the life she was meant to lead. This was her destiny with her dog.
When Anne woke up, her best friend Marcy Wu was already sitting on her bed, wearing nothing but a pair of black lacy panties and an impish grin. The two sixteen-year-olds had been inseparable ever since they were little, and their adventurous spirits had only grown stronger with age. Marcy looked excited, almost giddy, and Anne couldn't help but feel a thrill of anticipation running through her veins.
"Hey, Annie," Marcy said, her voice barely above a whisper. "You know that time when we talked about doing something really wild and crazy?" Her eyes gleamed as she glanced meaningfully at the two mastiffs lying asleep in the corner of the room.
Anne swallowed hard. She knew exactly what Marcy was talking about. They had often fantasized about having sex with the dogs they had rescued together, but neither of them had ever seriously considered making it a reality. Until now. Something in Marcy's expression told Anne that this was no longer just a fantasy; they were really going to do it.
Taking a deep breath, Anne nodded slowly. "Yeah," she managed to croak. "I remember."
Marcy grinned wider, revealing a row of perfectly straight, pearly white teeth. "Well, today's the day," she announced, her voice full of mischief. "I say we give it a shot. What do you say, Annie?"
Anne felt a mixture of fear and excitement coursing through her veins. Despite her initial hesitation, she found herself nodding in agreement. "Okay," she whispered. "But only if we do it together."
Marcy clapped her hands gleefully. "Deal!" she exclaimed. "I knew we could count on each other." With that, she climbed onto the bed and straddled one of the sleeping dogs, positioning herself over its erect member. "Here goes nothing," she muttered before guiding the dog's penis toward her waiting mouth.
Meanwhile, Anne knelt down beside the other dog, taking its massive member into her hands. She stroked it gently at first, teasing the tip with her tongue, before slowly beginning to bob her head up and down, taking more of the dog's length into her mouth with each passing second.
As she felt the dog's tongue flick out to touch her own, Anne closed her eyes, lost in the sensation. She could hear Marcy moaning softly nearby, the sound muffled by the dog's fur, and she knew that her friend was enjoying herself as well. The thought of doing this together, of sharing this intimate experience, only served to heighten the intensity of the moment for both of them.
Marcy glanced over at Anne, their eyes meeting for a brief second before they both looked back down at the animals beneath them. "Tell me when you're ready," she whispered, her voice hoarse with desire. "I want to feel you inside me."
Anne nodded, her grip on the dog's penis tightening. She reached down with one hand, squeezing the dog's balls gently, and began to suck harder, feeling the muscles in its body tense in response. "Now," she managed to croak, her own desire rising to the surface. "Do it now."
As if in response, the dog buried its length deeper into Anne's throat, while Marcy's dog began to thrust violently into her friend's waiting mouth. The two girls moaned in unison, their bodies moving in perfect sync with the animals beneath them. The room was filled with the sounds of their pleasure, muffled grunts and wet sucking noises echoing off the walls.
As they continued their wild and uninhibited coupling, Anne reached out to stroke Marcy's hair, her touch gentle and reassuring. "I'm so glad we're doing this together," she whispered, her voice hoarse from the exertion. "It feels so good." Marcy nodded, her eyes closed tightly as she focused on the sensations coursing through her body.
Time seemed to stand still as they lost themselves in the animalistic passion of the moment. Sweat beaded on their brows and dripped down between their breasts, mingling with the dog's saliva and the evidence of their arousal. The air was thick with the smell of sex and desire, but neither girl seemed to mind. Instead, they reveled in it, letting it fuel their lust.
Finally, with a deep, throaty groan, Marcy's dog erupted inside her mouth, spurting its hot seed onto the back of her throat. She swallowed greedily, savoring the taste as she collapsed onto the bed, panting heavily. Anne followed suit a moment later, feeling her own orgasm wash over her as her dog's penis throbbed inside her mouth, filling her mouth with its essence.
As they caught their breath, the two girls looked at each other, their eyes shining with a newfound understanding and intimacy. They had shared something truly special, something most people would never even dare to imagine. And despite the mess and the smell, they knew that they would always remember this day, this moment, as one of the most intensely passionate experiences of their lives.