She woke up, in the back of the garishly painted van, her nose by the door. The taste of his semen was in her throat. Drool was pooled around her snout. She was sore and groggy.

Dixie could feel she was still tied to the big dane. She couldn't bear to look at how much he'd filled her up. It felt like even more than last time. Her belly rubbed on the floor and pushed on her legs as she briefly shifted her weight. How had she not popped? Her belly felt as large as a boulder. She still couldn't bear to look. She was too sore to stand, and hoped the Singing Strays concert wasn't for a while yet...then remembered that didn't matter anymore. She sighed.

Dixie noticed Scooby hadn't moved, lying opposite her. Was he still sleeping, or waiting for her to wake? Dixie coughed to see if he responded. Scooby Doo shifted and stood up, his knot tugging on her. She let out a yelp.

"Morning, sleepy" Scooby said. "You've ben napping for about two hours now". He tugged again, lightly, on her snatch with his knot. His balls rested on her rear, flopped up. Dixie knew how virile those were. Even now they felt hefty and full.

"...mornin'..." Dixie said. Scooby moved again, and she could feel his seed slosh around in her womb. She let out a small whimper.

Scooby smirked back at her. "Damn! I filled you up good. Real good", he said, chuckling in his odd manner. Dixie could only roll her eyes, body still sore, tired, and limp. "I know. I can't bear to look at what you've done to me this time" she said. Scooby only kept smirking, eyeing just what he HAD done this time. He was proud of himself, in a funny way. He liked Dixie a lot...more than any other bitch he could think of. He knew that he had certainly given her puppies this time. (<scene depicted>).

"You...you ain't no good for me, you stupid big lug", she said. Dixie sighed, wondering what would lie ahead for her. Scooby's people had finally found what they were looking for; a 'monster' who'd been terrorizing the fair the Strays were singing in. It was some asshole in a costume of course. Dixie couldn't remember what the motive was and frankly didn't care. All she cared about now, was the dog who was currently inside her. She recalled the events that led to her current situation... almost, but not quite regretfully.

It had taken them mere moments to hit it off, right after they met. It was barely thirty minutes since he stepped out of the Mystery Machine until Scooby was lusting for the cute Saluki, and Dixie falling head over heels for the silly Great Dane followed within seconds. Because he respected the alpha/beta dog code, leader of the Strays, Cash, couldn't do much but let Scooby have his fling with his then-girlfriend. He expected Scooby and his group to solve their little mystery and get on their way quickly.

But one day turned into two, then five, then ten, and Scooby stuck around. Dixie's singing was being affected by her relationship with him, and not for the better. She would miss their practices because she was with Scooby. She would forget the words to their songs, distracted. She would claim her throat or jaws were "too sore" to sing. Nobody asked for an explanation there, but all assumed how her maw kept getting injured. Dixie knew they knew, anyway. She would show up on stage, disheveled and clearly just having mated. The Strays' show suffered for it.

This annoyed Cash even worse than his girlfriend being stolen- their breakup occured day six of Scooby's stay, and it was more than mutual. He understood the alpha code enough to know, these are just things that can happen when a bigger dog moves into town. But when her performance on stage was affected? That wouldn't stand. Particularly, Cash was afraid of Dixie getting pregnant. He didn't want her up on stage performing while gravid; this was an issue he and Dixie had argued about many a time before. He had managed to avoid giving her a litter. But, with a big virile stud like Scooby giving it to her every night, pregnancy was clearly a possibility. So, for this and all the other reasons, Cash gave Dixie an ultimatum: break it off with Scooby Doo, or never sing with the Strays ever again. She said she would stop seeing him. Mere hours later, Scooby's people anounced they had solved their mystery, and would be leaving in the morning.

Cash considered the matter settled. Everything would be back to normal. But only an hour after that, Dixie made the decision to leave the Strays anyway.

She left with Scooby and his gang. The humans all quite liked her too, they hadn't minded when she tagged along. The two dogs behaved themselves until the gang parked the van, and went to sleep in a hotel for the night, leaving the dogs to spend the night in the van. When they finally had the privacy, they had fucked like there was no tomorrow.

And that brought them to now. Dixie smiled. "To new beginnings" she said, quietly.

"What was that, darlin'?" Scooby said, affectating a southern drawl for her amusement.

"Nothin' hon. Come here... cuddle me".

Without a word, the great dane sidled next to her, still tied inside her. She squirmed as his huge dick shifted in her bloated belly, showing no hint of softening. "Damn", she thought, "I have gone and found myself a stud". It was a thought that came to her on a daily basis at this point.

Scooby gently lay down next to her, and pulled her close. Belly to belly. They nuzzled affectionately.

Scooby grunted as he spurted just a bit more cum in her, without warning. She squeaked in surprise. He thought it was the cutest thing he'd ever seen. "Sorry" he said, smiling.

Dixie finally looked. Yup, boulder was an accurate desription.

"I'm gonna pop if you're not more careful" she said.

Scooby smiled at her. She smiled back.

"You're gonna make a great momma" Scooby said. He reached down and felt her belly with his forepaw.

"Really? You think I'm really gonna have puppies?" Dixie asked.

Both dogs looked at each other. Then, they looked down between one another at Dixie's rotund womb.

"Uh...yeah. I think you will" Scooby said.

They both burst out laughing. Dixie knew then she'd made the right call to stay.

*Aftermath:
Dixie and Scooby committed for the long haul on this one.
Scooby, by his nature, didn't exactly stay monogamous, but both truly loved one another until the bitter end.
Dixie didn't mind his swinging ways- she needed a break sometimes too.

Dixie eventually gave birth to a litter of four, and managed to give her mate another eight litters before her days of bearing children were over.