Chapter 0 - Scooby and his bitches

There were very few things Velma didn’t know how to deal with. Almost any situation she encountered she could deal with simply by applying any knowledge she had stored up in her brain and its near bottomless well of knowledge. Unfortunately she found herself at a complete loss as to how to deal with the problem facing her at this very moment, boredom. It was a situation unfamiliar to her ever since the founding of Mystery Inc. since they always seemed to have something to do, somewhere they needed to go, but these past two weeks had been surprisingly empty of ghosts and monsters, or rather people in ghost and monster mask but you get the picture.


Fred had taken their rare case of nothing and used it to visit his family for a week having left just this morning for his flight while Shaggy had been left with a bad case of food poisoning from eating a lot of really, really bad oysters for dinner yesterday meaning he had to spend a week at the hospital leaving Velma, Daphne and Scooby (he had tried to warn Shaggy about the oysters but to no success) holed up at their hotel room.


It was a nice hotel room, one of the benefits of Daphne and Fred coming from such rich families was that they could always stay at nice hotels if any were available (usually they weren’t), it was really big and with separate rooms each one possessing a big comfortable bed, one being free now that Shaggy couldn’t sleep there which meant that Scooby did, a big TV with lots of channels, a big shower and even a bath that functioned as a jacuzzi, really there was nothing to complain about.


Except for the boredom of course but that wasn’t really the room’s fault.


Velma and Daphne were currently sitting on the overly large couch watching a movie neither of them were really paying attention to with Scooby taking a nap on a mat he seemed to find comfortable and letting out a content little yawn.
‘At least someone’s enjoying themselves’ Velma thought as her eyes just wandered the room, going from Daphne painting her nails, to Scooby scratching himself behind the ear, to the hero onscreen throwing his shield around and to the big windows overlooking the city.
‘I could go out’ she thought to herself but then immediately turned it down. She didn’t know this town and even if she did she had enough experience from Daphne’s so called ‘girls-night-out’ that she knew that it wasn’t really for her anyway. 
“I’m gonna go read in my room and tuck in early, okay?”
“Sure thing. Goodnight Velma”
“Goodnight” she really couldn’t think of anything else to do, she had just bought a new book and watching Scooby sleep had made her a little sleepy too. She could find something to do in the morning.


As she entered the room she caught a glimpse of her reflection on the full-length occupying one of the walls and for some reason she didn’t really understand she decided to check herself out. One couldn’t really tell by looking at her with her sweater on but Velma had a killer body, one Daphne had repeatedly expressed jealousy over, even though Daphne wasn’t exactly lacking herself. She took of her sweater and stared at her melon sized breasts practically spilling out of her bra as she realised with a sigh that she would have to buy a new one again. She took of her choke-bra as she finally released her babies from their prison, they just seemed to grow and she had no idea when they would stop, with another grunt of frustration she thought about how tight her skirt had felt today and noticed how both her fat round ass and outrageous hips seemed to have grown together with her tits. That was one activity set for tomorrow though, cloth shopping, joy of joys.


She looked at herself in the mirror and couldn’t help but get a little satisfied at what she saw. With her bra off she started groping at the tits that were the size of her head, kneading the bountiful flesh with graceful hands before wandering down her thin waist to her voluptuous hips and her ass that was so large that it made her white and blue striped panties look like a thong. She turned around and with a full view of her ass in the mirror gave it a playful smack, watching it jiggle with a playful laugh leaving her lips. Maybe it wasn’t so bad to check herself out every once in awhile, a little ego boost to cheer herself up and know that along with a brain and a cute girl next door look face enhanced by the freckles adorning her cheeks she had a body that would make most guys cream their pants. Sure, Daphne was more hot than cute and had the confidence to actually show off her body.
‘But does she have these’ Velma thought as she puffed out her chest, proudly displaying her boobs, before blushing red at the thought of walking around in one of Daphne's more outrageous outfits, or even the ones she usually wore. 


Velma sighed, disappointed in herself. She didn’t know why she couldn’t muster up the courage and wear something other than her baggy orange shirt and long unflattering skirt, she knew she wasn’t ashamed of her body, she loved her body, she thought as she gave her ass another appreciative smack. Maybe it was the stares she knew she would get, stares that would size her up like a piece of meat, strangers that would be lusting after her as she walked by, perhaps even a few would be unable to help themselves as they smacked her ass and groped her tits or after having their frustration reach their limit they would press her against the wall and…
‘God damnit’ she didn’t know when but at some point she put her hands down her panties and started stroking her pussy pretty furiously.


She was frustrated, she couldn’t deny that. Her shyness was preventing her from showing off her body, but her desires wanted men to see, buy her drinks and invite her over to their place for some bed breaking all night fucking. The thought of a boyfriend had been in her head long ago but with the constant travel along with her own building frustration, Velma had realised that she’d much rather have some furious, bestial fucking with a man she might never see again, the thought of it was certainly making her pussy wetter.


She laid down on her bed and threw her panties to the side as she fingerfucked herself as hard as she could while biting down on her pillow to not alert Daphne or Scooby. Her thoughts ran wild as she worked over her pussy. Images of men surrounding her on the bus, ripping off her clothes as she was forced to service each and every one of them with her mouth, ass and pussy. She thought of one of the monsters they would chase, trapping her, making her unable to move as he had his way with her and then leaving her for her friends to find. As she worked her fingers faster and faster in and out of her sopping wet pussy her thoughts turned to a man, a man so tall he towered over her with a body telling her he could rip her in half without even trying, commanding her to strip for him, to suck his gargantuan cock and breaking her to be his breeding sow, all without force, all that just using his words and his cock to bend her to his will. She was so close now, her other hand rubbing her clit as her climax came closer and closer.


Then the door opened.
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Scooby’s day had been pretty good so far, sure Shaggy was in the hospital and that was sad but that meant that there was more food for him and less need to share and that was always a plus, and with Fred gone for the week it meant that they could stay in this hotel with the really comfy mat and the really, really comfy bed with Daphne and Velma who fed him Scooby-Snacks and he always thought they tasted better if pretty women fed them to him and there had been no scary stuff happening for a really long time. He tried to think what could possibly make this week any better and aside from maybe Shaggy not being in the Hospital he really couldn’t think of anything.


He let out a little yawn as he stretched his body his whole body feeling relaxed and satisfied, he took a look towards the couch and noticed that Velma wasn’t there anymore and Daphne seemed to notice his confusion.
“Don’t worry Scoob, she’s just gone to bed, no need to be worried” she said with a friendly smile as her eyes returned to the screen while her nails dried. Scooby looked at the screen but realized it was too late into the story for him to make heads or tails of it so he decided to follow Velma’s example and go to bed. He let out a little bark and Daphne giggled, seemingly understanding what he was saying.
“Goodnight to you too Scooby” with a satisfied nod he began to walk towards his room as Daphne blew on her nails to help them dry.


Scooby’s room was right next to Velma’s, usually he had to sleep on the floor but with the room unoccupied the two women had let him sleep on the bed which was another reason this week ruled.


As he walked by Velma’s room the first thing he noticed was that it wasn’t fully closed, nothing weird about that it happened, but there was the second thing he noticed, a smell. He didn’t know what the smell was but it made his whole body burn, it awakened parts of his mind he wasn’t even aware of, desires to mate, desires to breed, desire to dominate a bitch in heat. That’s what the smell was he realised, the smell of a bitch. He pushed the door open and found something inside that made him realise how right his instincts had been.


There was Velma, on her bed completely naked with her ass in the air her pussy absolutely dripping and reeking with the smell of a bitch.
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Velma’s fingers made a complete stop as she heard the door open and Scooby walk in, some part of her sensed that the best thing to do was to get down and shoo him out of her room but her lust clouded mind couldn’t really reach that conclusion.
“Scooby what are you doing here? Out, out now!” it was hard to be decisive and in control when she had to whisper to not alert Daphne and her ass was in the air but she did the best she could.


Scooby made his own decision though. With a few quick strides so fast Velma barely noticed he made them, he had his nose pressed up against her pussy, sniffing and digging his nose into it.
“Scooby, Scooby no, no, n-ooooh fuck” she tried to push him away but he was surprisingly strong and sooner than she could react he was licking her cunt, his long wide tongue dragging itself over her pussy and clit, feeling so much better than her fingers ever did. Every time she tried to let out a protest he would lick her pussy and send jolts of pleasure through her entire body and the more he licked the rougher and faster he got, Velma got the feeling that this wasn’t for her pleasure but rather Scooby getting a taste of his new bitch before he would break her in. That thought along with several more dominant licks from his tongue and she came so hard that she almost bit through her pillow to keep herself from crying out in pleasure.


As she finally let go of her pillow and started panting like she’d just run a marathon the thought of how wrong this was entered her mind. Scooby, a dog, had just given her the biggest orgasm of her life with just his tongue and a wicked little part of her wanted to know what his cock would do while another part of her tried to remind her that he was a dog and how it was sick and depraved to want to fuck a dog. She thought about how intelligent Scooby was, far more intelligent than any dog she’d ever met, seemingly having specific barks for hello, goodbye, goodnight, good morning and for each of his friends names but that other part again reminded her that intelligent or not he was still a dog. Part of her reveled in that perversion while the other part shamed her for it.


All of a sudden Scooby’s giant paws were in her vision and she felt his weight on his back and Velma realised that Scooby was on top of her and for the first time ever actually realised how big Scooby was. He was larger than her by a wide margin, not that that was difficult with how short she was but still, and he was also very muscular, probably from all that running he and Shaggy did and one part in particular forever silenced that part of her trying to convince her that this was wrong. Scooby had what was probably the biggest cock she’d ever seen. It was long thick and red, Velma almost doubted that she could fit him and beneath it was a pair of giant balls that were without a doubt brimming with cum he wanted to stuff her full with. Velma licked her lips and realized she didn’t care, she wanted that cock in her pussy, that cum in her womb.


She looked up at Scooby and could see in his eyes what it was he wanted. He wanted her to beg, to show just how much of a bitch he was, her pussy just grew wetter the more he looked at her like that.
“Please fuck me Scoo-” he growled, he knew that she knew what his new title was, she did know and her body grew hotter from the sheer depravity of it.
“Please fuck me, Master. Make me your bitch and breed me until I’m nothing more than your brainless cumdump” he seemed to smile as she said it, his cock growing bigger and harder. He lined up with her pussy and her last thought before he claimed her was how she was giving her virginity to a dog and how right it felt.


He shoved his cock in with one powerful thrust, reaching all the way into her womb. She’d thought it would be painful, her first time with such a big cock, but the sheer pleasure she felt from being penetrated gave her an orgasm that rivaled the one from his tongue, surpassing it even. She knew then that she could never be satisfied by anything besides his cock, she was claimed by him in one thrust and she never wanted to go back. When he started thrusting it was like a piston, faster and stronger than any human could, the bed rocking in tandem with the sounds of flesh hitting flesh as Scooby held nothing back when fucking his bitch. It was rough and animalistic nothing a human could possibly be involved with, and perhaps none was for Velma had certainly devolved into nothing more than a bitch for her dog master at this point. Her tongue was hanging out of her mouth, eyes rolled back into her head and moaning like the bitch she was.


“Oh my god this feels so good. Why didn’t I surrender before? Why didn’t I just let you rape me and let you show me my proper place? Fuck me Master, fuck me and punish me for not bowing at your feet the day we met, fuck me for every moment I could have spent being your cock sleeve” she was beyond caring if Daphne heard her or if anyone heard or saw her, if her master wanted to fuck her she would let him fuck her, no matter where she was or what she was doing, because she wasn’t a person anymore, she was just her master’s fucktoy. She had another orgasm at the thought.


Scooby had lowered his head and Velma realized what he wanted and stuck out her tongue and started kissing him, a sloppy loud and bestial kiss for him fully establish that she belonged to him. She was rocking her own hips against his, her ass jiggling as she smacked against him, his balls hitting her clit with every thrust making her moan into their kiss every time it did.
“Does my bitch pussy please you Master? Do you want to pump me full of cum and make me crave for it everyday? Please do it Master, make me your cock slave” his thrusts were becoming faster and more powerful than ever before. He was close to cumming, he wanted to fill her and she wanted to be filled.


When he finally came, he came like a fire hose, pumping his bitch so full of cum that she looked pregnant. Even through her orgasm Velma almost panicked, if she was filled any more than this it would spill out and she wanted all the cum her master gave her inside of her. The she felt his cock grew bigger and she realized he was gonna knot her, plug her up so no cum could possibly leak out. As Velma’s impossibly stretched pussy was stretched even further by his knot she had another orgasm and was still being pumped full of cum.
“Thank you, Master! Thank you for filling me with your cum. Oh fuck, there’s so much and it feels so good!” she didn’t think she could get pregnant from a dog but Scooby was filling her with so much that she thought the sheer volume alone would impregnate her. 


Thirty minutes later when Scooby had finally stopped cumming and his knot finally let go with an audible plop and a sea of cum was released from Velma’s pussy.
“I’m sorry Master, let me clean up this mess” she said before starting to lick up the cum from the sheets and floor, reveling in the taste and thanking him for allowing her to taste it with every lick.


Scooby had other things in mind though, he had picked up the smell of another bitch.
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Daphne had of course heard them, the rocking of the bed and Velma’s moans and promises of servitude were easy to hear in the hotel room. She knew why she had checked what was going on, her curiosity was one of the reasons she joined Mystery Inc., she didn’t know why she didn’t stop what was going on, why she started masturbating once she saw it or why her fingers didn’t seem to satisfy her. As she saw Scooby move towards her, she didn’t even attempt to move and as he presented his dick for her to clean she realized exactly why she had done those things.
“Master” and with that she proceeded to clean his cock, another bitch to serve her master.
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A week had passed and Fred had been confused when nobody had met him at the airport to pick him up. He called Shaggy but he was equally confused and stuck at the hospital since no one had come to pick him up there either. Fred got them both a cab which drove them to the hotel.


“Like, do you think they overslept?” Shaggy asked as they entered the hotel lobby.
“Velma oversleeping? Shaggy obviously something is wrong, let’s check out the hotel room and see if we can find some clues there” it was then that they noticed the receptionist waving for them to come over so of course they did.
“Excuse me, you’re the ones staying at room 1969 correct?” she was cute Fred noticed, short but curvy and with short brown hair.
“Yeah, that’s us, how did you know?”
“I was told to give a pair matching your description this” she handed them a dvd with the words ‘watch me’ written on the case. She didn’t tell them that it was a dog who gave it to her along with a photo, how she almost instinctively knew what he wanted her to do, how she was going to meet that dog after her shift so she could be rewarded for a job well done. She licked her lips as her pussy moistened.
“Thanks. Come on Shaggy we’ll watch it in our room.


As soon as they opened the door their noses were assaulted with the smell of sex. A smell so strong that it was doubtful that it could ever be fully removed. There were signs in every room of how it was used for wild animalistic fucking, beds broken by the sheer force of it, the couch being turned over and all over the rooms were stains that both Shaggy and Fred could tell were cum and love juices.
“Like wha- I don- what’s-” Shaggy was at a lost for words, his mind trying to comprehend what could have happened.
“Relax Shaggy, relax. Maybe this DVD will give us some answers” the TV was fortunately whole and sound as was the DVD-player, Fred popped it in and turned on the screen.


The first thing they saw was an ass with the words ‘BITCH’ tattooed onto it’s right buttcheek along with the obvious sound of fucking in the background.
“You like the view?” a voice they both recognised as Velma’s said before smacking her ass, leaving a red imprint on it before turning around, showing them her face along with the dog collar around her neck.
“Do you like the tattoo? I got it for Master, he seemed to really like it, he fucked me so hard when he saw it I almost passed out from cumming so hard. Then he ordered Daphne to get one. Do you like yours Daphne?” she stepped out of the way and the guy’s jaws hit the floor from what they saw.


There was Daphne, collar around her neck, being fucked by Scooby, who they both noticed was missing his own collar.
“Yes, yes, oh my god yes. I love being Master’s bitch, I love his cock and I love my tattoo” her whole body then shivered as she came, her eyes rolling back, her tongue hanging out and her toes curling all the while Scooby had never stopped fucking her and Velma fingering herself while waiting for her turn.
“So we just made this video to tell you that we’re leaving, Master’s idea actually. We’re leaving you the Mystery Machine, we already got another car, because we’re going to travel and we don’t want you to follow. We’re gonna be traveling, fucking and getting some new bitches for our Master and don’t try to find us, Master won’t like it if you do” it was then that the guys noticed Scooby’s stare, a stare that promised punishment and pain if they didn’t obey his orders, it sent shivers down their spine.
“I said it Master, now can I please be fucked by you?” Velma said as she moved towards the camera.
“No way, he’s still fucking me” was the last thing they heard before the camera cut off.


And those were the final moments of Mystery Inc.
