by GoodGrrl(goodgrrl.wordpress.com)
If you have not read any of these stories by her please catch up by checking out the links below. A story not to be missed if your into any type of fantasy pet puppy play erotica. This is my all time favorite puppy play series and hope she continues to make more. If you enjoy them as much as I do please visit her page and show some love…wruff!
- Chapter 1 – goodgrrl.wordpress.com/2010/10/18/chapter-one
- Chapter 2 – goodgrrl.wordpress.com/2010/10/19/in-which-we-meet-a-kitty
- Chapter 3 – goodgrrl.wordpress.com/2010/10/22/havent-i-read-this-before
- Chapter 4 – goodgrrl.wordpress.com/2010/10/26/bath-time
- Chapter 5 – goodgrrl.wordpress.com/2010/11/03/dont-you-dare-spit
- Chapter 6 – goodgrrl.wordpress.com/2010/11/11/walk-walk-fashion-baby
- Chapter 7 – http://goodgrrl.wordpress.com/2010/12/06/im-back-bitches/
…and now for story time! _____________________________
Chapter 8
After I thanked Vivian properly, Ana offered Norton some coffee. He accepted, so the four of us ended up in the kitchen.
While our owners sipped at their mugs and chatted, Vivian and I huddled up on the large pet bed in the corner. I was still bashful and
confused, unsure whether it was the hormones making me feel this way or if I really was attracted to Viv. She ran her fingers along my skin absentmindedly, raising goosebumps in her wake. It felt really nice. I curled closer, tucking my head against her chest. She let out a quiet laugh, tugging gently on my ear. I dozed off there, nestled up against the only person in the house who wasn’t a stranger to me. She made me feel safe. No, she couldn’t stop Ana from doing anything she wanted to me, but at least I knew Vivian. At least I didn’t feel so alone anymore. She wasn’t stiff and cold like Harper, and even though she’d hurt me, I trusted her. I didn’t feel inferior to her.
“Puppy, time to say goodbye to Charlie.” Ana brushed her fingers along my cheek. I lifted my head, confused. I forgot that Vivian would have to leave. I would be alone again. The husky smiled at me, then leaned in and kissed me lightly. I went for more, pushing my lips against hers. Her mouth opened just slightly, inviting me. My tongue slipped inside; Vivian pressed against me, running her hands up my neck and into my hair, tugging just enough to make me whimper. I expected Ana to pull us apart, but both owners just let us finish. As Norton clipped the leash to Vivian’s collar, I looked up at my owner, who was just grinning at me. “Puppy really really likes Charlie, doesn’t she?” I blushed and looked back at Vivian, who licked me on the nose, her tail wagging. I could feel my own tail wagging away behind me, and I felt that confusion again. I thought that I got wet around 
Ana because all of my orgasms came from her, either directly or by proxy. I thought my body was just being conditioned. But there was a part of me, however small, that enjoyed every single thing that was happening to me. I knew I was starting to feel a form of affection towards Ana, even though I shouldn’t have been. And I definitely felt something towards Vivian… And thinking about it, I’d always admired her and looked up to her. I’d felt the desire to be good enough for her. I was certainly not pulled to these women just because of sex. I didn’t know what to do with myself. I’d only ever had boyfriends, but perhaps I hadn’t realized that I was even attracted to women. That was possible.
Ana walked Norton and Viv to the front door, but I stayed curled up in the bed, trying hard not to cry. I didn’t want to be here. Everything from the past week felt like it was catching up to me. How many dogs had I fucked? How many of them had been sentient? Not all of them had been, Ana told me. She enjoyed watching me squirm as I tried not to get turned on by what was no more than an animal. A few tears were rolling down my face, and I struggled to keep myself from breaking down and sobbing. I heard the pad of
feet in the kitchen. I looked up, not surprised to see Harper hovering at the doorway, looking nervous as usual. Once he realized I was crying, his tail twitched and he bit his lip. “Ana requests that you join her in her bedroom.” I nodded and wiped my face with the backs of my paws, then crawled off of the pillow.“On two legs.” Harper added. It took me a moment to stand. The past week had had me on four legs constantly. I wobbled, but shook my head when Harper offered me a hand. I would do it myself. I was still enough of a human to do that. I had to be. I teetered my way to Ana’s room, standing hesitantly in the doorway. “Come in, Puppy.”
She was sitting on the bed, still wearing only her robe. “Come, sit here.” She patted the comforter. I swallowed and climbed onto the bed, then started to take up my sitting position. “No, girl, sit like a human.” I nodded and awkwardly brought my legs around, sitting with one folded under me and the other dangling off the bed. “I had plans for you. You were going to fill almost the same role as Harper is: serving me and occasionally being my pet. A slave, really. But I like the idea of you as just my horny little puppy so much more.” I didn’t want to be like Harper, used only for service and occasionally rewarded. But at least Harper was treated a little more like a human. At least he could speak and walk like a person and wear shorts. I frowned. She grinned and ran her hand along my thigh, coming very close to my pussy, but not quite touching it. Teasing me. It was nothing new, but it had the same reaction every time. I whimpered and pulled away slightly. She
laughed and reached for the drawer in her bedside
table. I craned my neck to see what she was pulling out. A harness and a dildo. I couldn’t
help it; I was getting wet again just thinking about getting fucked. “Stand up.” She slid off the bed, holding the toys in one hand. I stood up,
facing her and waiting for her to pull on the harness. I could feel the familiar slick stickiness on my thighs. But she didn’t pull on the harness. Instead, she told me to stand still as she fitted me with the strap-on. I bit my lip, very confused. Was she planning on me fucking Harper? She certainly wasn’t going to bottom for me. I couldn’t think straight, though. The pressure of the base of the dildo against my clit was already maddening. She lay down on her back, opening her robe as she did so. “Come on then, Puppy. Let’s see how well you can fuck.”