Mama Malamute

1

	Vanessa walks into her studio apartment at roughly twelve thirty at night, and leads a male German Shepherd to her bed. She met the dog at the local bar, and after he bought her a couple of drinks, she insisted on paying him back. Tonight will be the night the dog will never forget. Vanessa is a twenty-nine years old Alaskan Malamute, and she stands roughly seven feet eight inches. Her body is bulky with muscle, but not too big to where it scares off the other sex. Her cup is size DD, or what she likes to call double damn. The dog she brought home is six feet nine inches, and goes by the name of Hexes. She didn’t bother asking him for his age, but figures he’s in his thirties and single. Her status is the same thing. She can never make a relationship last longer then a night; it doesn’t bother her one bit.
	Vanessa wastes no time undressing, and made sure Hexes watched her take off her shirt. Her breasts are pulled up, and bouncing back down as she tosses her shirt on the floor. She watch the German Shepherd struggle with his belt, an decides to help him strip, She giggles as she holds the dog’s shirt up to her breasts. In a little over a couple of minutes they’re both out of their clothes and horny. Vanessa admits Hexes is pretty big for a dog his size.
	“Before I give ya a taste,” the bitch said, sitting on her bed and massages the dog’s cock, “mind tasting me first?”
	“Mmm, I can do that.”
	“Just swell.”
	Vanessa leans against the head board, and spreads her legs: revealing a rather large vagina.
	“Go in as deep as ya like ta.”
	“Was plannin’ it.”
	Hexes crawls between the bitch’s legs, and licks his lips when he leans towards the source of the special sweetness. The first couple of licks he licks the opening, and slowly works his tongue in. Soon his snout is right against it. He growls sexually when his nose is pulled into the vagina, and decides not to pull himself out just yet. He figures the bitch will pull him out. Vanessa plays with her breasts as her vagina pulls in the dog, and spreads her legs a little farther. The German Shepherd moans in pleasure when his head is completely inside the bitch. Surprisingly he’s finding it easy to breath. His fur is getting soaked in fluid. Deep in his mind he’s being told pull himself out before he’s in too deep, but ignores the voice. He’ll let the bitch have some fun and doubt’s he’ll go in any farther. Vanessa groans when her vagina pulls in the dog’s shoulders with ease. Despite the pain, she’s enjoying every minute. Hexes opens his eyes lazily wondering when the bitch will pull him out. He squirms lightly hoping to get her attention, but feels his chest being pulled into her vagina. He tries to pull himself free, but his arms have become useless. Hexes can hear his voice telling him he’s an idiot for not doing anything earlier.
	Vanessa hums quietly to herself, and rubs her growing belly. It’s the closest to feeling pregnant she’ll ever get. Hexes stops struggling knowing it’s useless. The bitch’s heartbeat is making him feel calm as his waist is pulled in. His body is curling up into a ball inside her womb. The one place he thought he would never be in twice in a life time. Ironically enough his life started out in one, and he’s certain this is where his life is going to end. In a couple of minutes the Alaskan Malamute closes her legs when her vagina pulls in the dog’s feet. Hexes shifts his body around, and wraps his arms around his knees. His eyes grow heavy. Not so from the lack of air, but from the bitch’s heart. That’s the only thing that’s making death disturbingly pleasant. Slowly his heart comes to a stop.
	Vanessa rubs her belly and notices the kicking has stopped. In a couple of days the dog will only be a memory. Stretching her legs and shifting her body around, the Alaskan Malamute reaches into her night stands and pulls out a photo album. Inside it is roughly one hundred fifty IDs from previous nights. Most being from teenagers. She flips through it without a sign of guilt. When she first realized she can pull somebody in with her vagina, she was both shocked and amazed. The second and third time she wanted to see if she could still do it. Once she got use to taking a life, she vowed she’ll stop the moment she’s caught. That is, if they’ll ever catch her in the act.
	Yawning, she puts the album away and places a pillow behind her head. The doctor told her she needs as much rest as possible when she’s pregnant. Tomorrow afternoon she’ll add Hexes’s ID card to her collection, and maybe count them to see how many she has.

2

	A lot has happened over the past year. Not only are relationships rocky, but the two rabbits were thrown back into prison for having a cock vore relapse, and that’s where they’ve been for the last couple of months. The two relationships that are in trouble are between Charlie and Balto, and Nick and Jurassic. Roughly three months ago Charlie and Nick had an affair, and since then Balto been staying with Kodi, and Nick and Jurassic been sleeping in separate rooms. So far the only advice Nick told Charlie is to give Balto time to think, which something he’s done with Jurassic is. Despite all the turmoil, the VTF of Burien managed to put away ten voreaphiles and one of the owners to the site. Within the week of arresting the owner; Nick learned the remaining ones brought on an over-weight wolf, and the only thing he knows about him is he’s in his mid forties. So far they’re working on two cases, and one of them isn’t like the rest. They’re both are over a year old.
	On the sixteenth of March, Nick is busy clearing the till when Kodi enters the store.
	“Got ya a package.”
	“Uh, thanks Kodi,” Nick said slightly nervous.
	“Don’t worry, I won’t chew you out,” Kodi said. “Already did that.”
	Signing for the package, the human said. “There isn’t much you can say that you hadn’t already have said.”
	“Yeah, I know. What’re you doing tonight?”
	“Not much. I’m thinking of taking Jurassic out.”
	“You two talking?”
	“Small talk, that’s about it. I’m glad he hasn’t left yet,” Nick said. “How’s your dad?”
	“How’d you expect? He’s still hurting. I’m not sure if he’ll ever forgive Charlie,” Kodi said aggressively, taking his clipboard. “I got other deliveries to do.”
	“See you around.”
	“Got no choice.”
	Nick takes a deep breath as Kodi leaves, and goes back to emptying the till.
	“And I see our slips are here,” Jon said, standing beside Nick. “And I see Kodi didn’t chew you out. Again.”
	“He would’ve if he didn’t leave.”
	“And I’d’ve asked him to leave. Yes, you and Charlie did a dumb thing, but no need to keep throwing it back in your face.”
	“I don’t blame him though.”
	“Yeah, but still,” the mutt said, elbowing Nick. “Go on. Get the hell out of here, and try and patch things up with Jurassic.”
	“You sure?”
	“Yeah, I’m sure. It’s been slow the past hour. Rockie and me got the tills.”
	“All right. I might be in tomorrow.”
	“I know the drill,” Jon said. “One question though.”
	“What’s that?”
	“Why the hell are you still here?”
	Chuckling, Nick clocks out and grabs his sweater. In a little over ten minutes he enters his apartment.
	“Hey Jurassic, you here?”
	“Yeah. What of it?”
	“I’m taking you out for dinner. Come on.”
	“Why?” Jurassic said, walking out of the bathroom.
	“Today marks our first year anniversary.”
	“But we’re not really a couple.”
	“So what? Jon still takes me out on ours, and I plan on doing the same for you.”
	“Meh, I guess I can’t pass up a free meal.”
	“There’s a good way to look at it,” Nick smiles.
	Smiling weakly back, the fox asks. “Before we go, I have stuff to ask you.”
	“If it’s about Charlie and me, you know I didn’t now he had feelings for me.”
	“Shut up. I know. What about you, though? Do you have feelings for him?”
	“No. I only view him as a really close friend, and that’s it. Nothing sexual.”
	“That answer doesn’t surprise me. I know you two are close,” Jurassic said, chuckling lightly. “I think I’d understand it more if it were you and Jon.”
	“And I can’t stop myself for having feelings for him.”
	“I know, and I don’t expect you too. You two known each other for over a decade.”
	“Can’t get over ten years in a snap,” Nick said, opening the door. “Come on. The night’s still young.”
	“Where are you taking me?”
	“To your favorite restaurant: Applebee’s.”
	“It’s been a while since we’ve been there,” the fox said, looking at Nick. “And tonight you can sleep with me.”
	“You have-“
	“Doesn’t mean I forgave you. I feel it’s time to start moving on.”
	“And as I was saying, you have no idea how good it feels to hear you say that,” Nick said. “And I wouldn’t want you to forgive me.”
	“From here on out, no more talking about what happened.”
	“Second.”
	Looking at the human, Jurassic asks. “Working on any cases?”
	“A couple, and one looks like one we haven’t worked on before.”
	Throughout dinner Nick told Jurassic everything regarding the latest voreaphile cases, and how he and Charlie feel they’re close in nabbing Carface. The pair also makes doodles for a game idea Exile is working on. Once they return to their home, they give each other dessert.

3

	Early the next morning Nick is in front of his computer going through the list of missing people. A little over a half are male and in their late teens. The rest are in their mid to late twenties and early thirties. He’s considering labeling one of the cases as a CV, but thinks it’s too soon. The human goes through the list, and puts some of the names in bold. These being the ones they found no remains too. Already he doubts those that aren’t in bold are related to those that are. Nick shakes his head and sighs. He hates being at a loss.
	“Working hard?” Balto asks quietly, sitting beside his partner.
	“Yeah,” Nick said, tapping his screen with a pen. “I’m certain they’re not from the same suspect.”
	“That’s what Steele thinks. Anything else?”
	“I’m not sure if I should consider it as another one of those cases.”
	“One of my favorites,” the wolf-dog chuckles lightly, “but it wouldn’t surprise me.”
	“Same here,” Nick said, looking at his partner. “We saw your car last night. Did you?”
	“We talked, nothing more. We’ve agreed to try and takes things slowly. What about you and Jurassic?”
	“He let me move back into our room.”
	“Good to hear you two are moving on. Maybe some day I will too.”
	Nodding, Nick looks at his screen and asks. “Will Charlie and Steele be in today?”
	“They told me they will,” Balto said, standing. “I’ll let you get back to work. I got some stuff to do as well.”

4

	Vanessa watches him get off the bus, and judging how low he hangs his head, he’s a loser. It becomes confirmed when teens still on the bus throw some paper at him. She keeps her eyes on the teen, and notices he’s a sixteen years old skunk. Once the school bus drive by, Vanessa turns on her car and pulls up to the loser.
	“Hiya,” the bitch said, “you good with technology?”
	“Sort of,” the skunk mumbles. “Why?”
	“I’ma having problems with mine, and I’ma wonderings if you would be kind enough to help.”
	“There’s others.”
	“But I want you,” Vanessa said. “I’ll give you two hundred. Cash.”
	Looking at the dog, the skunk said. “Two hundred?”
	“Yep. And in cold, hard cash.”
	“I.. I guess I can, but I’m not good.”
	“Oh that’s fine. No biggy if you can’t fix it, but I’ll pay ya just the same. Whatcha name?”
	“Jonathan. Yours?”
	“Vanessa.”
	“When should I com over?”
	“Now if you’d like. I don’t live. That is if ya ain’t busy.”
	“Naw, other then homework.”
	“Well, you can do that at my place as well.”
	“Hmm, all right,” Jonathan said, getting into the front seat.

	“Excuse the mess,” the Malamute said, tossing pairs of pants to the side. “I’ma sloppy person.”
	“My room’s messy too.”
	Giggling, Vanessa said. “I see we have a thing in common.”
	“Heh, yeah,” Jon said, looking around. “So where’s it as?”
	“Right here,” the bitch said, pointing and opens her laptop. “How long you think it’ll take?”
	“Can’t say. Five minutes maybe.”
	Nodding, the dog asks. “Ever done it nude?”
	Choking, the dog asks. “What?”
	“Ever been at your comp cloth less.”
	“Uh, no.”
	“Care ta do so now?”
	C.. can’t say I.. I’m in.. interested.”
	“Oh come on Jon. Tis the best feeling,” Vanessa said, taking off her shirt. “Besides, I ain’t interested in sex.”
	“I, uh, I’m not eighteen.”
	“So? What happens here stays here. So what do ya say?”
	“I.. I guess I can.”
	“And while you’re stripping, I’ll type my password.”
	Jon nods as he struggles to unbutton his pants. After several tries he finally manages to drop them. He gulps when he spots Vanessa glancing at him. Taking a deep breath, the skunk pulls off his shirt and drops them by his pants. Jon looks over his body and smiles. He never felt so free. The skunk looks at the Malamute and sees she’s completely nude. The first thing he notices is how big her vagina is.
	“So whatcha think?” Vanessa smiles.
	“I, uh, I never seen one, uh, so big,” Jonathan said, cringing.
	“I’ma amazed too. Want a closer look?”
	“Uh.”
	Walking towards the skunk, the bitch said. “It don’t bite. Or not the last time I checked.”
	“That’s, uh, that’s nice.”
	“Yes, it is.”
	Jonathan gulps as the dog stops inches from him. Deep down he doesn’t want to, but there’s something in Vanessa’s voice that’s getting him to relax. Closing his eyes, the skunk slowly raises a hand and rubs along side the dog’s area. Soon he’s rubbing it with both hands.
	“Stick them in if ya want.”
	Smiling weakly, Jonathan sticks his fists into Vanessa’s vagina and opens his eyes. The first thing that comes to his mind is how disturbingly interesting it is. He pushes his hands deeper into the dog’s opening, and wonders how far she’ll let him go in. Jonathan’s up to his elbows and she still hasn’t said anything. The skunk grunts when he struggles to pull himself free, but stops when a soothing hand rubs across his face. For several seconds he forgets where he’s at. He hardly notices his arms being pulled in.
	Vanessa does her best to keep the young lad from struggling the deeper he’s pulled in. soon she gently pushes the skunk’s head into her vagina, and smiles to herself. She still has it. Then again, it doesn’t take much to coax teen losers into her car. She figures it’s time to go after the horny ones. Vanessa gasps loudly when her vagina pulls in the skunk’s chest. She rubs her growing womb and smiles.
	Jonathan should’ve known it was a trap the moment he got into her car, but it’s too late to do anything about it now. He can hear his teachers from his younger years telling him not to get into stranger’s cars. The skunk sighs. Maybe in his next life he’ll be smarter then what he is now, and maybe not have to deal with bullies. Jonathan figures there’s one good thing about dying, and that is he’ll no longer have to deal with assholes at school. Jonathan closes his eyes as his body curls up into a ball inside Vanessa’s womb. The Malamute’s heart is making the whole thing more relaxing then what it is. The skunk slowly drifts off into a deep sleep as his knees are pulled in.
	Vanessa giggles as he tickles the skunk’s feet before they disappear into her body. She takes a couple of seconds to admire her pregnant belly before kicking up Jonathan’s pants. The bitch laughs out loud when she catches them on the first try. In less then a second she finds his wallet, and pulls out his school’s ID card. Tossing the blue jeans back on the ground, she sits against the headboard and pulls out her album. She opens and lays it against her belly, and sticks Jonathan’s card besides Hexes’. As of now she has a total of one hundred fifty-three spanning over close to two years, and she currently has no intention of stopping now.

5

	Late Friday afternoon Steele and Nick are in their office going over the latest file.
	“Another teen,” the human said. “I think it’s time we start going to their schools, and see what type of students they were.”
	“I’m doubting that’ll give us lead nor a connection,” the Malamute said.
	“It might give us a minor connection. Plus it’s something we should check out.”
	“You’re right, we should,” Steele said, seeing Ramone walk in.
	“Who is it this time?” the fox asks, sitting.
	“A seventeen year old skunk named Jonathan, and it looks like he went to Tyee,” Nick said. “And that’s it when it comes to info.”
	“Hmm, not much to work with. Then again, we rarely do,” Ramone said.
	“Tell me about it,” Steele said, leaning back in his chair.
	“The more I think about it, the more I feel the schools the missing went to will give us our first break. If we get more info about the teens, and maybe follows some of the buses, we might get something,” Nick said, going through the files.
	“What’re you looking for?” Ramone asks.
	“Seeing which schools all the other teens went to.”
	“Once you get those, I’ll try and find the routes,” Steele said.
	“Here we go,” the human said, “and it looks like they were going to Tyee and Hiline.”
	“What you suggest we do? Question all the students as a possible voreaphile?” the fox asks.
	“If we have to, yes. Same can be said with the staff,” Nick said.
	“Why not the bars?”
	“Those are all over the place,” the human said.
	“Come to think of it, you’re right about the schools. Weren’t most of the missing still going?” the dog asks.
	“From the looks of it, yes, and more then half of the missing are teens.”
	“Sounds like we’ll be having a meeting,” Ramone said. “When do we start going back to school?”
	“Once we agree on a plan,” Steele said.
	Through the remainder of the day; Steele and Nick type the schools the missing teens went to while Ramone called all the agents. By early evening they agree they’re finally going somewhere with a case that’s close to two years old.

6

	Vanessa knew him ever since she moved to Canis Village, and now would be the perfect time to give him what he wants. The young, muscular fox she knows as Jackal is one horny bastard. It wouldn’t surprise her if he’s a lady’s man. Tonight she plans on giving him a taste of what a real woman can do. Tonight will be a night Jackal will never forget.
	With his parents out for the night, Jackal couldn’t pass up the bitch’s offer. It been close to a week since the last time he had sex, and his wrist is starting to get sore. He also needs to get some new socks. As for the bitch, he’s been wanting to fuck her ever since he saw her move in. he can’t put his finger on it, but there’s something about the bitch that drew him in. Jackal also figures she’s a slut, and knows what to do. The amount of guys she’s been bringing home should mean something. If not, oh well. Tonight he’ll be sure to show her what he’s made of. He may only be sixteen, but he has experience.
	Vanessa leads Jackal to her apartment, and lets the fox enter first. She makes sure nobody is watching before closing and locking the door. She giggles heartily and shakes her head. The fox is already stepping out of his pants.
	“Ain’t ya gonna strip?” Jackal asks, stopping himself from saying bitch.
	“Give me a sec tough guy,” Vanessa said, pulling off her shirt. “Ya sure do look bigger then the last one I had.”
	Playing with himself, the fox said. “Ya ain’t seen nothin’ yet.”
	Giggling lightly, the dog said. “And neither has you.”
	Jackal looks in awe at how big the bitch is. She’s the biggest he’s ever seen. He’s going to have plenty of room to do his thing.
	“But of course,” Vanessa said, walking towards her bed, “there’s one thing I a ask of ya.”
	“What’s dat?”
	“Ya let me play with ya, and if you win, I’ll do whateva ya want me ta do.”
	“And what do ya want me to do?”
	“Lay down on my bed, chest down, and no peeking.”
	“Dat it?”
	Giggling heartily, the bitch said. “That’s it.”
	“Well all right.”
	Vanessa smirks as the fox does what he’s told. This getting easier every time she does it. She lies on top of the fox and mumbles sexually in his ear not to cheat while rubbing her vagina against his ass. Shifting her body around, she leans back on the headboard and spreads out her legs. To make sure he doesn’t cheat, she puts her heal on the back of his head and lightly pushes down. That should hold him. She rubs Jackal’s calves and slowly sticks his feet into her vagina. Once it pulls in the fox’s knees, she lifts up her foot.
	“The game I’ma playing is tug of war,” Vanessa said sexually and coolly. “And you may look”
	Jackal grins greatly when he props himself on his elbows and looks over his shoulder. His grin quickly disappears when he sees a third of his legs are in the dog’s body.
	“Why ya.. ya.. ya bitch,” he cries.
	He ignores her cruel giggle and taunt as he struggles to pull himself out. The bitch had better hope hoe doesn’t free himself, or she’ll be heading straight to jail. He knows who to call. The only question is will he be able to get out of her apartment. Alive. The fox is able to bench press close to four hundred pounds, but after a minute of struggling, his arms are tiring. Soon his abdomen is pulled into the bitch’s vagina. Jackal pleads to Vanessa to let him go, but all he gets is a cold, hearted chuckle. Even promising not to say anything got him nowhere. The fox whines when the bitch’s vagina pulls in his chest. His arms slowly become useless. Jackal gasps become more quiet as his head, and his snout disappear.
	Vanessa shifts her body around when her vagina only has the fox’s arms to pull in. She rubs her belly and giggles sweetly when she feels Jackal kick. Jackal was such a feisty canine. Too bad he didn’t have more respect for the other sex. She sings softly to herself as the rest of the fox enters her womb. Soon his ID will become part of her collection.

7

	Early Sunday afternoon all the VTF agents are in the conference room.
	After hearing Nick and Steele go over the plan, Linda asks. “And you think going to those schools will help?”
	“It’ll help us know what kind of students they were,” Nick said.
	“But we don’t even know those missing took the bus,” Moby said. “How are we going to figure that out?”
	“That we don’t know, but that’s why follow the routes,” Steele said.
	“This really is the only break we’ll get,” Balto said, going through the list. “The closest one we’ll get.”
	“Yes, but when do we start?” Charlie asks.
	“I called the schools on Friday and they said it’s okay if we start on Monday,” the human said.
	“Nervous, Charlie?” the wolf-dog asks.
	“Aren’t we all on the first day?” the German Shepherd chuckles lightly.
	“What about following the buses? How should we go on doing that?” Ramone asks.
	“We go in pairs,” Steele said, “and Retna is willing to lend us a hand.”
	“And Jurassic is willing to go with me,” Nick said.
	“I guess he doesn’t trust us being alone.”
	“Don’t go there, Charlie.”
	“Let’s avoid going down that road,” Linda said, waving her hands. “Should we check out the bars?”
	“No. They’re too wide spread,” the Malamute said.
	“Sounds like you think they’re all the non-popular students,” Moby said to Nick. “What about the teen from last night? He sounds like he’s rather popular.”
	“If the suspect(s) go to these schools, going after the losers would be the perfect prey,” the human said. “Schools don’t really care for losers.”
	“Okay, but what about Jackal?”
	“That could be a sign of cockiness,” Nick said, “but I also doubt the suspect(s) goes to those schools.”
	“But lets not rule it out,” Charlie said. “Anything else?”
	“Yeah, one. If I have to, I’ll go undercover.”
	“Wouldn’t one of us be a better choice?” Linda asks.
	“I’m more likely to look like a teen. All I need to do is shave.”
	“He would be the best bet,” Balto said. “If it comes to that point.”
	“I’m certain it will,” Steele said.

8

	Within the next two weeks; the VTF found out the majority of the teens were indeed losers, and they all took the bus to and from school. During the time close to a half dozen more went missing. Over half of those were popular. Once the agents got the bus routes, every day and afternoon they’ll follow the buses. So far they’ve got nothing.
	By then end of the third week, Jurassic and Nick are following bus 115. They can’t help but to joke about how they feel like stalkers.
	Slowing down and clearing his throat, the fox said. “I’ve made my mind up about something.”
	“What is it?”
	“Don’t worry, I’m not breaking up with you. I love you too much,” Jurassic said. “It’s about you and Charlie. I’ll be okay with you two being alone when it comes to this kind of work, and if it’s work related. Maybe later one I’ll okay with you two hanging out by yourselves.”
	“Just so you know, the only time we’d really be by ourselves is through work,” Nick said, spotting a teen walking up to a car. “What’s this?”
	“What’s what?”
	“Pull over. I think I got something.”
	Jurassic follows Nick’s eyes and nods as he parks the car on the shoulder.
	Looking through a pair of binoculars, the human writes down some notes and said. “Got the description of the car and what I can make out of the owner, and I got the car’s license’s plate. AUB-215.”
	“And it looks like he’s getting into her car,” Jurassic said. “So much for what we learned in school.”
	“Heh, yeah.”
	“And there she goes. Shall we follow?”
	“No. Let’s head back to the office,” Nick said, pulling out his cell phone.
	In less then an hour Nick tells everybody what himself and Jurassic saw, and that it’s time he goes undercover. Nobody disagrees.

9

	Vanessa has been playing with him for close to twenty minutes. For every ten inches she pulls in, she’ll pull him back out and moan sexually. A battery vibrator is the best way to go. By the time his waist enters her vagina, the vibrating slowly dies down. Vanessa giggles heartily. If she had a dick, she’s certain it’ll be throbbing like crazy. When his knees are inside her, she no longer has the desire to play with him. The bitch breathes calmly as her vibrator’s feet slowly disappear into her vagina. The batteries are dead. One hundred seventy-one.

10

	Nick sighs when a spitball bounces off his head. What he went through his first year of high school floods back into his mind, and hopefully he won’t have to put up with it for much longer. The human shifts his backpack around. His drop off is getting closer. He does a quick check to make sure everything is working. If everything goes according to the plan; Charlie, Linda and Balto should be close behind the bust, and Steele, Moby and Ramone should already be at Vanessa’s apartment. The rest is all up to him. Nick knows he should be use to going undercover, but he still gets butterflies whenever he has to. The bus slows down and comes to a stop. Now he wishes he was just getting off the damn bus. Now is do or die.
	Vanessa spots a scrawny looking human exit the bus, and giggles heartily as he trips over his own feet. If he isn’t a loser, then she doesn’t know who would be. Once the school bus drives by, she stops beside the human and rolls down her window.
	“Hiya,” she smiles. “You good with computers?”
	“Sort of,” the human said.
	“Either you are or ya ain’t.”
	“My comp. teach. Says I’m good.”
	“Well, that’s good enough for me,” the bitch said. “I’ma having problems with mine. Care to take a look? Give ya two hundred dollars.”
	“I dunno,” Nick said, shaking his head.
	“Oh I don’t live far, and I’ll bring ya home once ya’re done.”
	“I.. I guess I can.”
	“Terrific,” the dog smiles greatly. “Name’s Vanessa. Yours?”
	“Michael or Mike.”
	“Well Mike, nice ta meet ya.”

	Charlie, Balto and Linda watch Nick get into the car.
	“Get ready,” Linda tells Ramone. “She’s on her way.”
	“Gotcha.”
	Shaking his head, Balto said. “No matter how often he does it, I still can’t help but be nervous.”
	“Same here. He’s already had enough close calls, and he wasn’t even an agent with a couple,” Charlie said.
	“He’ll be fine. He knows what he’s doing,” the vixen said.
	“Yes, but lets hope she doesn’t know who he is,” Charlie said.

***

	In a little over ten minutes, Vanessa lead Mike into her apartment. Already she feels something isn’t right about the human, but isn’t sure what. For one she never seen him get off of the bus until the past week, and she’s not buying his story of him just moving to town. Mike, if that’s his real name, may very well be an agent. It won’t be too long until they’re one short.
	“Is it password protected?” Nick asks.
	“Uh, yeah,” the bitch said. “If it’s all right with you, I’d like to strip. Can’t stand being these damn things.”
	“If you must.”
	He just said the wrong thing. Now she’s certain he’s an undercover agent. Doing her best not to get violent, Vanessa types in her password before taking off her shirt. By the time the human is sitting down she’s stepping out of her shorts.
	“I’ma certain you’ve never seen one this big,” she said, playing with herself.
	Glancing over his shoulder, the human said. “It’s big.”
	“Yes, yes it is. Now if you want, I can give ya a closer look.”
	“Thanks but no thanks.”
	“Oh but I insist,” Vanessa said, lightly rubbing the human’s neck. “It’s the last you’ll get, liar.”
	Vanessa tightens her grip around the human’s neck, and lifts him off the chair. She knows she won’t have much time to work with. Tossing Michael onto her bed, she get herself into her usual position and shoves his head into her vagina. By the time she pulls in the human’s chest, her door is kicked down.

	The moment they hear a struggle, the three agents jump out of their car and rush to the bitch’s apartment. Steele kicks in the door. For a second they can’t believe what they see. A third of their partner’s body is in where babies come out of. In a heart beat Steele and Moby push the bitch onto her back, while Ramone try to pull Nick free. The fox growls in frustration as the bitch keeps him away. Once Moby managed to hand cuff he hands, Steele grabs her legs and holds them up. Gritting his teeth, Ramone pulls Nick out of the bitch’s vagina. Half his body is covered in fluid but he’s still alive. He helps the human to the bathroom as Steele and Moby pull Vanessa off her bed.
	“What’s going on?” Charlie cries, sprinting into the room.
	“I a almost killed one of yar own,” the bitch giggles happily.
	“Ramone helped him to the bathroom,” Steele said. “Let us know what you guys find.”
	“We will, Steele,” Balto said.
	As the two dogs leave with the suspect, Linda finds a photo album and picks it up.
	“Hey, take a look at this,” she said, flipping the pages. “It’s filled with IDs to those missing.”
	Looking over her shoulder, the German Shepherd said. “And mot of them are school IDs.”
	“Well now we know what she did,” Ramone said. “Whatever the hell you want to call it.”
	“I’m sure Nick knows,” Balto said, going through the closet.
	“And this should help prove something,” Charlie said.
	“All these span close to two years,” Linda mumbles. “At least we solved one.”
	“Now onto the other,” the fox said.
	“I found a couple of trunks,” Balto said, carrying one into the living room.
	Opening it, Charlie said. “I wonder if those belonged to her victims.”
	“Only way to know is have the family point them out,” the vixen said. “How’s Nick?”
	“From what I know he’s fine, but he’ll have a bruise on his neck.”
	“Good thing he knows to bring extra sets of clothes,” the wolf-dog said.
	“I guess there isn’t much to do but grab the photo album, the trunks and her laptop,” Charlie said. “Steele can look at it.”
	“We can stay here and finish things up,” Ramone said. “Once Nick is done, you guys go on home.”
	“Thanks,” Charlie said, looking at Balto. “You want a ride to Kodi’s?”
	“No. I’m ready to go home,” Balto said. “I’m ready to give you a second chance.”
	Charlie smiles at what he just heart, but knows there’s still a long road up ahead before things are back to what they were before he screwed things up between himself and Balto.

11

	It’s been over two weeks since the arrest of Vanessa and her bail has been set to one million dollars. The agents are certain nobody will pay for it, except for one. Throughout the weeks the families collected the belongings to their loved ones the day they went missing. For some they view it as a closure to so much heartache. The only thing that’s left is the trial to the bitch that destroyed so many lives.
	Early in the evening, Nick and Charlie are heading home after another long and grueling day. Whatever happened between them is long behind them. Their lives are back to what they were before the affair. Both Balto and Jurassic gave them permission to hand out, but under strict rules and with a threat of what’ll happen. If.
	Grabbing dinner at Burger King, Charlie and Nick are on 509 heading home when a black car pulls up along side of them. They do their best to ignore it, but they can’t help but to think it could be him. A smoke bomb is fired into the back seat. In seconds the car is filled with smoke. Coughing, Charlie drives his car off the road and into a hill. Even with the windows down, the two agents pass out.
	A black van pulls up to the car, and six dogs jump out. In less then a minute they have the against in the back. As they speed off they hear an explosion. Charlie’s car is nothing more then rubble. By the time firefighters and the reporters are on the scene, the black van stops along side a building. In a little over thirty minutes they have the dog and human in a cell.
	Steele, Balto, Jurassic, and Jon watch the breaking news in horror. There’s only one explanation to what happened: Carface is back.