Doggy Arch Novels & Stories

Dylan looked at Archie. Archie stood up and pointed at his abdomen. Dylan frowned in confusion. Archie cracked a smirk and pointed at Dylan's cock. Dylan was super erect and dripping. "Huh!" Dylan blushed. "Now turn on your back!" Archie was already reaching for the pot on the bed. "What are you going to do with it?" Dylan watched Archie open the pot. "Just turn… and get on all fours… at least you know what it's like to get down on all fours don't you?" Archie asked in an ironic tone.

Grace burst from the bushes, “Are you ready to test the eidolon, whelp.” Archon created a picture of a man punching his palm, and Warren smiled, “We both are ready to send these dogs to the pound.”

Back indoors, energies apparently exhausted, the dogs collapse in a heap and peace reigns. Mac, having claimed prize place in front of the fire, lies eyes closed, upside down, all four legs in the air; doing his best 'Dead Bluebottle' impression. Archie nudges up beside him trying, unsuccessfully, to ease him to one side. Richard regards the pair, expression neutral. "Is that a natural position for a dog?" "It's his favourite," I say. "When he's chilled out." Mac's tail twitches and his lips pull back in an up-side-down canine grin.

Archer received the familiar barking before the dog bounded towards him, dragging the person behind him. The figure stopped in the doorway, her long golden hair fell gently yet poker-straight down her back.

"Troy and I were in my room when Archer went out because he said he was hungry, so I let him go to our kitchen. But then we heard whimpering coming from downstairs, and I realized it was Marley, our dog. So I told Troy that something was wrong because Marley appeared to be in pain and told him that I needed to exit our game and checked Marley, and he didn't mind; in fact, he even went with me to see what was going on and if Archer was now helping our dog with whatever he was suffering from." George stopped, crossed his fingers, and stared at us intently. The way he stared at us suggested that he was about to say something upsetting to us. When we got down to the kitchen, we noticed Archer ki

I looked at the dogs and they looked at me blankly "Oh come on.. You know the sexy sound effect in movies right? Victon maybe feel it too when he sees Lacey" He stated and I found myself laughing "This is stupid , why do you relate them to humans?" I asked "They're man's best friend" Archer stated ruffled my hair "I'm not Victon" I stated flatly and he laughed "Of course I know , you're just being cute.. oh we're here" My eyes widened when I saw a lot of dogs running around in this big empty park. There's a food stall and a playground where we can let the dogs play.

She turned back and saw the dogs rushing towards her "Argghhh!!! "She passed out

Instead, a stranger was standing in front of her. He wears the entire Met team uniform. An orange-green bottle cap was worn backwards on his head, where some of the tightly locked blond locks had escaped. He wears a Met shirt, jeans, and sneakers. He kept an orange leash on his arm, and then she saw the Old Yeller sitting right next to him with a rather serious expression that showed he wasn't some stupid hybrid. The dog wore a colorful Met scarf around its neck. One of its ears folded down where it had been damaged. Its tail is still not wagging. But his eyes no longer contained the haunting look she used to see in her traumatized dog. Leaning in front of the dog's legs was a cardboard box

Jake asked. “Yes.” Aeden said trying not to laugh. She thought about her two Neapolitan Mastiff’s. A male and female, Apollo and Artemis, they were both pitch black with wrinkles all over their faces and bodies. They sleep on a huge dog bed at the end of her bed and followed her around the house until it was time to go outside and walk the perimeter with her Team. The new guys didn’t quite understand this yet.

Where we were now, it was the only area large enough, that was close to them, that allowed Archer to be in his dragon form with enough room. “Just in the nick of time. For a second there, I figured you would have decided to run. Can’t say I am not happy to see you, but I kind of wish you would have taken longer. I was so looking forward to making an example out of a few of these dogs.” Mavis said with laughter in her voice.