Up. Down. Slap-slap-slap. Tits bouncing wild. Hair sticking to her sweaty face. She ground her clit on me like she was trying to start a fire. Nails raked my chest bloody.
“Harder, boy. Your daddy never fucked me like I needed. You gonna leave your mama aching?”
“No ma’am,” I said, and flipped her over.
Slammed in from behind. Grabbed two fistfuls of that big ass and pounded. Balls smacking her clit loud enough to wake the dead. She buried her face in the pillow and screamed into it. Kept pushing back, greedy for more.
I reached around, rubbed her button slick and fast. She went stiff, pussy clamped down like a bear trap, and came so hard the bed shook. Juices ran down my nuts. I kept going, deeper, meaner, chasing my own.
Second time she came she bit the pillow clean in half. Feathers everywhere.
I pulled out, flipped her again, threw her legs over my shoulders and drilled straight down. Her eyes rolled white. Mouth open. Drooling.
“Give it to me, Travis. Fill your mama up.”
Couldn’t hold it. Shot so hard my balls hurt. Rope after rope, pumping her full till it leaked out around my dick and soaked Pa’s sheets.
She milked me dry, thighs shaking, then pulled me down on top of her. Both of us panting like we ran from Comanches.
Outside, Old Yeller started barking at nothing.
Ma laughed, low and filthy. Stroked my hair sticky with sweat.
“Dog’s jealous,” she said. “Reckon he wants seconds on whatever you just fed me.”
I looked down at the mess we made. Cum and pussy juice and blood from where her nails tore me open.
“Tomorrow,” I said, “I’m shooting that dog.”
Ma kissed my forehead, tasted the salt.
“Do it after breakfast,” she said. “Ain’t polite to kill on an empty stomach.”

I groaned, grabbed fistfuls of her hair, tried to lose myself in it.
Then the door banged open.
Old Yeller trotted in proud as a peacock, Jumper stumbling behind him on the end of the rope he’d somehow dragged in. Mule still leaking, eyes wild. Dog hopped right back up, mounted her ass this time, and started round two right there on Ma’s rag rug.
Slap-slap-slap. Bray. Yip. Squirt.
Ma popped off my dick with a wet gasp. “You gotta be shitting me.”
Dog was grinning ear to ear, humping away, knot swelling again.
My cock shriveled like a salted slug.
Ma stood up, face redder than a branding iron. “Ain’t no damn dog ever stopped me from making my boy cum and he ain’t starting today.”
She ripped her dress off over her head, naked as Eve, and shoved me flat on the table. Plates crashed to the floor. Climbed on top, grabbed my half-dead dick, and stuffed it back in her pussy like she was loading a shotgun.
“Get hard, Travis. Get hard right fucking now.”
She slammed down. Once. Twice. Pussy so wet it sounded like boot in mud. I felt blood rush back south.
Old Yeller barked like he was cheering her on. Jumper farted in terror.
Ma rode me like the end of the world. Tits slapping my face. Ass bouncing so hard the table legs screeched across the planks. She reached back, shoved two fingers up her own asshole, and growled.
“Cum in your mama, boy. Do it before that dog finishes in that mule again.”
Couldn’t fight it. Shot so hard my vision went black at the edges. Filled her till it bubbled out and ran down my balls onto Ma’s best tablecloth.
She kept grinding, milking every drop, then collapsed on my chest, both of us soaked in sweat and sin.
Old Yeller finally popped loose with a wet slurp, turned around, and licked Jumper’s bloody cunt clean like it was ice cream.

Yeller hits the yard and every hair on his back stands straight up. Lips peel off them big teeth. Low growl rolls out his throat like thunder in a barrel. Them coyotes freeze. Scar-eye’s ears flatten. Snowflake takes one step back. Even Deuce stops mid-stride, tail droppin’ a little.
I damn near laugh. That’s it boy. Sic ‘em. Tear these motherfuckers into lunch meat.
Yeller circles ‘em slow. Once. Twice. Sniffin’ heavy. Coyotes bunch together whinin’ low eyes dartin’. They know the stories. They know what that big yeller sonofabitch does to trespassers. Scar-eye tries to square up but his legs shake. Deuce’s balls damn near crawl back inside him.
Arliss slides off Yeller’s back grinnin’ ear to ear. “New doggies come to play!”
I’m waitin’ for the kill. Waitin’ for blood and screamin’ and coyote guts on the grass.
Yeller stops right behind Snowflake.
Sniffs her ass once.
Then hops up and slams that big red rocket home in one brutal thrust.
Snowflake yelps tries to bolt but he’s already knotted humpin’ like the world’s endin’. Slap-slap-slap-slap-slap.
Scar-eye’s jaw drops. “What the fuck—”
Deuce stares like he had never seen his own sister get violently dog raped before.
Yeller don’t give a shit. He’s jackhammerin’ Snowflake so hard her front paws leave the dirt. She goes from snarlin’ to moanin’ in three seconds flat.
“Get off me you— oh sweet fuck yes right there!”
I stand there axe hangin’ loose starin’ at my big tough dog turnin’ the enemy into a bitch in heat. All that intimidation gone in one horny lunge.
Arliss starts jumpin’ up and down clapin’. “Go Yeller! Give her the special hug!”
Scar-eye finally snaps out of it. “Get that mutt off my sister!”
He lunges at me instead teeth flashin’. We crash together—fangs axe blood. I bury the blade in his shoulder he rips my ear clean off. Hot blood pours down my neck. I shove the handle up his ass and twist. He howls claws open my belly guts peekin’ out like pink rope.

Arliss runs over to me and Scar-eye who’re rollin’ in the dirt bitin’ chunks outta each other. Little bastard starts throwin’ rocks at my head.
“Leave the doggies alone Travis! You’re bein’ mean! They just wanna play!”
One rock cracks my temple. Blood in my eye. I swing wild at Scar-eye take half his face off—eye cheek tongue floppin’ loose. He screams through the gore claws rakin’ my ballsack open.
Arliss cheers for the coyotes. “Get him new doggies! Bite his pecker off!”
Ma’s over the barrel gettin’ the fuckin’ of her life pushin’ back on Deuce like she’s tryin’ to take his soul. “Harder boy! My husband never filled me like this!”
Deuce knots her full pumps cum so hard it squirts out around his dick and splashes the dirt. Ma cums screamin’ legs buckin’ pussy clenchin’ like a fist.
Yeller finally pops loose from Snowflake with a wet slurp. She collapses leakin’ whimperin’ happy.
Scar-eye sees his pack gettin’ bred instead of breedin’ us. Half his face hangin’ off blood pissin’ everywhere he whistles shrill and broken.
“This ain’t over you freaks!”
They limp off—Scar-eye leavin’ a trail of teeth and jizz Deuce swaggerin’ proud Snowflake walkin’ bow-legged and still twitchin’.
I drop to my knees in the blood and shit and feathers missin’ an ear guts hangin’ balls bleedin’.
Ma stands up slow naked coyote cum pourin’ down her thighs in thick ropes. She wipes a streak off her tit licks it clean smiles sweet.
“Arliss quit throwin’ rocks at your brother. Travis stitch yourself up. Supper’s gonna be late… Mama needs another bath.”
Arliss runs to the gate wavin’. “Come back tomorrow doggies! We’ll play some more!”
Old Yeller flops down licks his red rocket clean and belches.
Reckon that’s how you run coyotes off this ranch—scare ‘em half to death then fuck the other half senseless.

I don't have the original fanfic text
this is the only version I could find:

Star Butterfly was experimenting with a new spell from an ancient Mewni tome, but the energy spiraled out of control. The portal tore through the fabric of reality, and she plummeted into the abyss—onto a gore planet, where the very ground breathed agony and hungered for flesh.The red sky throbbed like a ruptured artery, spewing black clouds that writhed like entrails in torment. Star crashed onto the earth, which was no soil at all, but living flesh—warm, slick, veined with tendrils that squirmed beneath her feet, straining to coil around her ankles. Towering all around were trees—gigantic fused veins as thick as sequoia trunks, studded with razor-sharp teeth that chattered hungrily, dripping thick, black ichor. Waterfalls of blood cascaded from cliffs formed of rotting organs, rivers of crimson sludge bubbling with gases of decay, in which chunks of meat still twitched in convulsions.The planet was alive. Everything was alive. The ground heaved with ragged breaths through its pores, oozing pus. The air hummed with moans—billions of voices merged into one endless scream of pain. Star tried to stand, but her foot sank into the soil, and a geyser of blood erupted from the hole, splattering her face. The taste was metallic, salty, laced with rot. She screamed, but her cry drowned in the planet's chorus.Suddenly, a nearby tree stirred to life. The veins swelled, and teeth plunged into her thigh with a crunch, shredding skin. Blood sprayed in an arc, mingling with the nearby waterfall. Star yanked out her wand, desperate to conjure a shield, but the wand... had changed. It had become alive—a writhing intestine that slithered into her mouth, choking her with slime and feces oozing from its tip. The intestine-wand fucked her throat, tearing vocal cords as Star hacked up blood and shit in a frothy mash.The ground beneath her split open like a maw. Tentacles burst forth—thick, pulsating veins with suckers lined in barbs. They wrapped her arms, yanking them apart with the crack of joints. One barb hooked into her eye, gouging it out by the root; the pupil burst like an overripe fruit, spraying vitreous humor.Another tentacle invaded her vagina—not gently, but with a ripping crack, shredding tissue and erupting through her abdomen in a fountain of entrails. It throbbed inside, pumping her full of seed—viscous, black as oil, laced with worms that devoured her from within.Star writhed, but the planet wouldn't let her die. Her body regenerated—slowly, agonizingly, so the pain could stretch on forever. Nearby lay a corpse—a former inhabitant of this world, half-rotted with guts spilling out, yet still jerking. The corpse reanimated: its cock, decayed and ulcerated, stiffened, weeping pus. It lunged at Star, thrusting into her torn vagina with dead meat. Skin sloughed off in flaps, mixing with her blood; worms from its body crawled into her, gnawing at her womb. She felt its seed—cold, necrotic—flood her, triggering spasms that made her expel her own organs.But that was far from all. The planet forced her to eat. From the soil erupted a mouth—a colossal maw with vein-teeth that seized her by the hair and shoved her face into a mound of excrement: mountains of shit mingled with blood, bones, and semen from prior victims. It was alive—a coprophilic monster that slithered into her mouth, nostrils, ears. Star gagged, swallowing feces that burned her esophagus with acid. The monster fucked her anus with its own body—a fat, throbbing lump of shit that ballooned inside, rupturing her intestines. Gases exploded outward, drenching her face in a jet of liquid filth, in which eyeballs and fingers bobbed.The planet itself raped her. The red sky descended, black clouds coalescing into a colossal phallus—clots of blood and flesh the size of a house. It impaled her from above, piercing her skull and bursting through her mouth in a cascade of brain matter and spinal fluid. Simultaneously, blood-falls surged into her body, inflating her to bursting: her belly ruptured, inn

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I own Dagger ama

>>38
he meant
>what's it all for in the end? why bother?
I feel blessed to not worry about such things because my latent megalomania forces me to believe in my own grandeur and purpose