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A - H I - P Q - Z Newest Files
My Life as a Dog, Part 4
Although I realized that we were heading up into the foothills
of the mountains (from the glimpses of the landscape I could catch
between the bars of my dog carrier), I didn't know why. I was
naked and cold, and my water dish was sloshing around on the bumpy
freeway. My kibbles had spilled a bit, and I was tired because
laying on the floor was not comfortable. I hadn't had a break in
the back of the pickup truck after several hours of driving, and
had taken a canine crap in one corner of my carrier. I had been
holding it for sometime, but because of my condition now, I had to
squat down to take a long piss on the floor of my cage. I looked
out the side window of the truck as I did so, and there was a small
child (sucking his thumb) staring back at me from a station wagon
going past, wide-eyed with dismay and wonder -- his father was
driving and simply staring ahead at the road. As the little boy
slumped back into his car seat after watching the last few drops of
urine drip out of me, I thought back to how I'd gotten to this
point in my life.
After the event with Chloe in the bathtub, I had woken up in
the early morning light of a new day in a remote, rural kennel. I
could hear other dogs barking nearby and a rooster crowing far
away. From the cemet-block structure came an overpowering smell of
canine musk that was so thick it made me gag. The scent was so
strong that I could almost chew it. I was sore all over, and could
barely move. After a while, I rolled over from my side to my back
and tried to focus my eyes.
What I saw shocked me. I had the light brown fur of a female
dog covering my stomach. Out of the fur poked eight mottled, soft
brown nipples - teats! - four in a row down either side, to the
inside of my hips. I had two human female breasts about the size
of a teenage girl's, with bright pink, long nipples, that had grown
out of my former male breasts. I pushed myself up on one elbow, to
look down at my crotch.
I no longer had a human penis or testicles. I was staring
down at the dark brown external pussy of a female dog's cunt,
dripping with gooey clear fluid. So this was my new place in
life! The female dog's flesh was sewn onto mine in some sort of
surgery, so that now I had the body of a bitch -- in heat!
Everything was healed in place, so that I now was a female dog, in
all respects.
I didn't know how long I had been in the kennel, but I did
know that I was going out of my mind. I reached down to touch my
new pussy with my fingers, and I stared at my paw. All my fingers
and thumb had been sawed off, and I now had blunt dog nails in the
stumps of my knuckles. I raised and spread my legs as I looked
past my paws. As my legs came into focus, I could see that my legs
had been chopped off at the knees, and all I had remaining was two
blunt stumps. My heart stopped. A lump caught in my throat, and I
started to cry. Tears came running down my cheeks, but no sound
came out. They had removed my voice box completely, too.
No, no, no, no, NO! I couldn't believe this...I didn't want
to believe THIS had actually happened. I was stunned. I was
shaken. I didn't know what to do. I looked out at my new
surroundings, and tried to get up. The stumps and paws were
already healed, as if I had been here for many weeks, kept under
anesthesia. I wobbled as I tried to stand on all fours, on what
used to be my knees and hands. The teats on my front (underside)
were sore when I moved, although they laid fairly flat against my
chest and tummy. I walked over to the chain link gate at the end
of my outdoor run and peered out.
What I saw took my breath away. I was panting from the
exertion, with my warm breath in the cool morning air blowing
clouds of mist. I was looking across a grassy area of fifty feet
or so, at a row of about 40 outdoor kennels, with all kinds of dogs
in them. When I looked closer, I could see that many of the dogs
used to be men, just like me. I had the morning urge to piss, so I
turned my new pussy around to the chain link fence out of
embarrassment (so no one could see my face), and tried to squirt
the urine out of my kennel. I pushed my ass high up against the
cold metal, and it felt really weird to piss like a female dog.
During mid-stream, a human male "dog handler" walked past my row
of dog runs behind me into the stream, splashing urine all over his
boots. He held another dog on a leash on the outside of his other
leg.
"Well, look who's up!" he said. "Doc's gonna be glad to see
you. We was wonderin' when you was gonna wake up," he
smiled. "God girl, you got a damn pretty pussy." He stared at my
wet female private parts mashed against the chain link fence. As
he said this, I turned my head around, and watched him lick his
lips slightly.
The dog on his leash, a beautiful brown and white boxer, was
whining and getting pretty excited, so I assumed he was a male who
could smell me being in heat. I turned my whole body around to
face them, and I could see the raw end of his pink, wet penis
extending out a few inches from his furry penis sheath, which was
covered on the end with long, white whiskers. The male dog was
licking the gooey clear liquid off the end of his doggie dick.
The handler looked at the male dog, and my rapt attention to
the other dog. Then, he fiddled inside the pocket of his dirty
work overalls for a clinking set of keys. He looked worried,
glancing from side to side, looking down my side of the long row of
dog runs. He looked over his back, and then unlocked the gate,
pulling it open with a rusty "creeeak." The male dog lunged
forward on his leash and the handler held him back on a choke
chain. "Whoa, boy!" I instinctively cringed and moved backward on
my haunches, away from them. "Good boy...", and then to
himself: "This is gonna be good," as he closed the gate behind him.
I could see what was going to happen, and I started to turn,
to run into the dog house at the end of my run. As I turned, I saw
the handler slip off the shoulder straps of his overalls, and let
his pants fall to the ground. He had no underwear on and was now
naked down to his ankles. He got down on all fours, and as he did,
dropped the leash to the male dog, accidentally.
The male dog only had one thing on his mind at this point, to
mate with me. The male dog ran past the handler, and mounted me
just before I got to the doghouse door. Never having been
penetrated by a male, I was frightened and immediately submissive.
I didn't try to get away, but let him wrap his paws (with their
sharp claws) around my belly, as he deeply scratched my skin. I
could feel him push the inside of his haunches up against my butt,
and could sense that my hips had widened and my ass had gotten much
bigger than before. I was feeling extremely horny, too, and
guessed that I had been being given female hormone injections for a
long time, because of my breasts. I could smell the heat of sex
around us.
The male was now growling loudly in my ear. As I turned my
head to get away from his noise, his muzzle opened, and he grabbed
the back of my hair with his long, sharp canine teeth. I could
feel my brown hair had been braided into a long pony tail down the
middle of my arched back. As the male clamped his teeth shut on my
fur, he tightened the grip with his paws. He now had me in a
primordial mating position and was not going to let go for anything.
The handler was surprised and said, "Hey, wait a minute...,"
but then decided to watch the male dog fuck me, behind us. The
male's penis had grown quite a bit larger in the last few moments
to five or six inches, and he had pushed the wet tip into my
asshole. He was desperately trying to ram his whole huge doggie
dick up my ass. I shifted the angle of my pelvis between his
thrusts, and the tip of his penis smoothly entered my dog pussy. I
took a deep breath and held it, relaxed my pussy muscles to open
myself as wide as I could, and leaned back into the male. His
entire cock slid up into my wet dog cunt with one thrust. I could
feel the scratchy bristles of the long white fur on the end of his
penis sheath enter my pussy, along with his dick.
The male dog began furiously pumping his member into my
vagina, which had no problem expanding to fit his length and
girth. However, I began to feel his penis sheath pulling back over
the knot of his ballsack at the end of his cock. As his scratchy
reddish balls became exposed, he began to whine and growl at the
same time. I could feel his balls now attempting to pound up into
my dog cunt. His balls felt about four times wider than his penis,
and hurt me when his thrusts would stretch my pussy lips, like a
balloon, each time.
Then, with one long, strenuous thrust, he pushed his balls up
past my outer vagina lips and inside my body. As he did so, I felt
my virgin dog pussy tear, and my fur began to bleed all over his
haunches. The male did not stop moving, but his thrusting and
vocalizations became frantic. All the sudden, I could feel his
whole body orgasm, and his watery doggie sperm began squirting deep
inside my canine uterus. As he came, he dropped my pony tail, and
started barking, "ruff, ruff, ruff," in rhythm with each thrust. I
could actually feel his semen start to slosh around, sagging below
the canine fur of my abdomen. His penis only stopped squirting
after a minute or two.
His penis and balls were covered with some sort of skin tag
that served as a kind of barb. He could not pull away from me, and
I could not pull over the skin of his balls, to pull him out of
me. It caused each of us too much pain to move. We were stick
together like that. My neck was wet with his drool that had run
down, and was dripping from the ends of my erect nipples onto the
dirt floor of the dog run. My sides were dripping with blood. I
would try to move to pull away, but he would take his canine fangs
and grip my neck sideways in his jaws. I knew it would only take
one sharp nip on my jugular for me to bleed to death right there,
or just one quick bite to snap my neck and kill me. We were going
to have to wait for the swelling in his genitals to subside.
Suddenly, the naked handler grabbed the hips of the male dog
and ripped his penis and balls out of me violently, pulling us
apart. The male started making a "Yipe! Yipe! Yipe!" sound. As he
pulled us apart, the male's claws made long grooves in my skin down
the sides of my hips, toward my butt, which started bleeding
profusely. The male went over by the gate, and started licking the
tender, exposed raw skin of his sore genitals. I turned my head to
see what had happened, after feeling the intense shock of pain grip
my pussy, turned inside out. I tried to cry out in agony, but I
could only hear a canine howl come out of my throat. The handler
was smiling at me wickedly, and mounted me from behind.
"I know you can still hear and understand me, cunt. I want
you to remember what you did to that little girl."
With that, he wiped the head of his cock in my own female
fluids, my piss, blood, and the sperm of the male dog, and forced
it into my ass. I could feel his hairy chest and stomach as he
moved up on my body for leverage.
"I'm gonna rape your ass, bitch," he whispered in my
ear, "...so you're never gonna take a reg-lar crap again." He said
this with a nasty leer in his voice. Without warning, he rammed
his dick all the way up to his balls, into my ass. As I began to
feel him push, I attempted to ease the pain I expected by
pretending to take a crap on his cock. His penis actually slid up
into my butthole with little resistance.
However, he immediately pulled his cock all the way out, and
slammed it all the way in. This hurt my asshole terribly. I could
feel the lips of my anus start to rip as I clenched my ass around
his cock. He jammed his penis in and out, in and out,
relentlessly. I felt both my pussy and asshole ripped wide open
now, and blood was flowing down the inside of my legs. I began to
smell the strong scent of my own shit leaking out of my ass and
running down my legs. My legs were shaking from the nervous tension
The handler was beginning to grunt in time to the beats of his
thrusts. Out of the blue, while he was pulling out one time, my
colon involuntarily cramped, my gut squeezed, and diarrhea shit
shot out my asshole, all over his legs. This made him angry, and
he pulled out completely, and scrambled to his feet. He pulled up
his clothes, and got the male dog's leash.
"We ain't done yet, bitch."
He opened the gate, they went out, and the door locked me 'in'
behind them with a "clank." He put the lock back on and snapped it
shut. He looked at me, smiled sweetly, and made one long kissing
sound. The world was strangely quiet, and peaceful all at once,
except for the soft sound of morning crickets in the grass.
As he walked away, he whistled the tune to a song
from "Oklahoma!" -- "Oh, what a beautiful morning, Oh, what a
beautiful day, I've got a wonderful feeling... Ev'rythin's goin' my
way."
I saw the Doctor several days later, and after he had done
some tests on my blood, it was confirmed that I was pregnant. I
was going to have a litter of puppies in a matter of weeks. My
pink nipples were already beginning to grow larger and longer, and
the aerola around them was darkening into a brown, thickening and
becoming puffy. My brown teats were as large as my full breasts
now. My female milk glands began to sag beneath me when I stood on
all fours, and swing side-to-side under me when I walked, full of
dog milk. When I would be hosed down with warm water for my
shampooing, milk would squirt out all over the ground, from my
teats and nipples.
The next day, my handlers were given a large supply of
autoimmune and antibacterial meds for my transplants. Then I was
put in a dog carrier which was placed in the back of this pickup
truck. No one told me where I was going. And, ...I didn't want to
know.
(to be continued...)