The Bestiality Triplets – Day 1: Barbie Fucks a Dog by barbielez
3 sisters. 1 dog. And lots of sex!!! , —Prologue—
Many people believe that siblings who have shared a womb have a special, almost supernatural bond. While it is true most are quite alike in personality, it does not mean they can communicate telepathically. It only seems that way because of the staggering amount of time they spend together. How could they not know every single detail about each other’s lives when they spend every second of every day with one another? At least that was the case for the Lez sisters. Barbie, Candy and Nikki were so alike that most people were unable to tell them apart. Even their parents occasionally mixed them up. But the sisters didn’t mind. They had each other and that was all that mattered. Or so they used to believe, but that all changed when they turned eighteen.
The triplets’ parents had gone all out and booked them a three-day stay at the fanciest spa resort in the country. Unfortunately, a mix-up with the reservation led to them spending their birthday vacation at a deserted farm in the middle of nowhere. By the time this was discovered, their ride was already gone. With no landline and no cell coverage, the sisters were stranded. According to the note they found pinned to the front door, the owners of the farm had left for the week and would not return until the day after their vacation was scheduled to end. With nothing to do, the triplets had no choice but to rely on their imagination to keep themselves occupied.
They played card games. They gossiped. They even went for a walk. But within an hour, they had run out of ways to pass the time. Or so they thought until they remembered the birthday game they used to play as kids. It was quite simple. They would take turns being the birthday girl and, for a full hour, this unlucky sister would have to do everything her siblings asked of her. But given the amount of time they had to dispose of, they chose to alter the rules of the game. Instead of lasting one hour, each round would last a full day. Hopefully it would keep them busy long enough to keep from going completely insane from boredom. Little did they know, this small alteration would make for an unforgettable vacation.
—Barbie Fucks a Dog—
Hi there! My name is Barbie, Barbie Lez. You won’t believe what happened to me and my sisters. We were supposed to spend our eighteenth birthday at the most relaxing spa in the country. Instead, we ended up stranded miles from civilization with no means of contacting the outside world and no way to pass the time. But that isn’t the worst part. Nikki—my eldest sister—suggested we play the game we invented when we were kids. Being the youngest, I was the first one to be bossed around. Only, instead of being at my sisters’ mercy for a mere hour, I would be their bitch for the entire day. Hopefully their requests wouldn’t be too malicious.
Candy and Nikki took turns ordering me around. As humiliating as some of the request were, I completed them without question. I knew that I could get back at them when their time came. Still, I could not help complaining when I was asked to drink the entire bottle of apple sider vinegar my sisters had found in one of the kitchen cupboards. I was about to try and talk them down to a single mouthful when a scratching sound filled the air.
“What is that?” asked Candy.
We all glanced around, but none of us could figure out where the sound was coming from.
“What is that?” asked Candy again. She always did this when she was agitated. Instead of thinking things, she would speak them aloud.
“Just shut up!” shot Nikki.
“You shut up!” retorted Candy.
I considered telling them both to shut up, but instead chose to investigate. I stood up and slowly spun around. The sound seemed to be coming from the front of the house. I crossed the living room, where my sisters and I had been playing our game, and found myself standing in the corridor. My new vantage point allowed me to identify the source of the noise. It was coming from the front door.
“What is it?” asked someone. I turned to find Candy and Nikki standing behind me.
“Something’s scratching at the door,” I explained. It was the only logical explanation. But the identity of the animal remained a mystery. More curious than afraid, I headed toward the door. I grabbed the doorknob and slowly twisted it.
The scratching stopped. I froze. Should I open the door or assume whatever creature had been making that noise was gone? Before I could decide, the animal in question pushed the door open. I released the knob and jumped back, slamming into my sisters. They grunted, but said nothing.
The door slowly swung open, revealing the noisemaker. It wasn’t a raccoon or a porcupine as I had secretly been fearing. It was a dog. A massive golden retriever with long, silky fur and floppy ears. He stood there, perfectly still and stared at us. His tongue hung from his mouth and his head was cocked to the side, as if he were trying to figure out who we were or what we were doing in his house.
“He’s so cute,” squealed Candy as she rushed forward and began petting the golden canine. I half expected him to bite her, but he barked excitedly and began wagging his tail. Encouraged by this, Candy started playing with him. Within seconds, the dog was on his back, whimpering joyfully as my sister rubbed his belly.
“I guess they have a dog,” said Nikki after a while, referring to the owners of the farm. I had nothing to add, so I simply nodded.
Candy rubbed the dog’s stomach for a while. Watching my sister play with an animal wasn’t exactly my idea of a good time, but the thought of drinking an entire bottle of vinegar kept me from speaking. Unfortunately, Nikki wasn’t as patient as me.
“Are you done?” she asked. It sounded like a simple question, but her tone was full of reproach.
“Why can’t you ever let me have fun?” demanded Candy.
“We’ve got a game to play,” reminded Nikki.
“What about the dog?” asked Candy.
“Bring him along,” suggested Nikki.
Candy broke out into a smile. Moments later, we were on our way back to the living room. I made sure I was the first one back and managed to hide the vinegar bottle under a couch cushion. Hopefully the dog’s arrival would keep them from noticing its disappearance.
“Whose turn is it?” asked Nikki.
“I’m not sure,” admitted Candy, who seemed more interested in the dog than in the game. “Why don’t you go?”
I considered pointing out it was actually Candy’s turn, but I feared that would remind them of the vinegar. So I just sat there and waited for my next command.
Nikki seemed to consider her options for a while, but I could tell she already knew what to ask of me. She was simply putting on a show, though for whose benefit I knew not.
“I need your help,” she told Candy. “Do you think you could get your hairy friend to come and sit in front of Barbie?”
“Of course,” assured Candy. Moments later, the golden retrieved sat before me. Since I was also seated on the floor, our heads were level. My sisters sat on either side of us. I couldn’t help wondering what Nikki would ask of me. All I knew was that the dog was involved and that did little to reassure me. In fact, my hands were shaking.