O Dog Novels & Stories

He leaned down slightly, his breath hot against my cold face, and delivered his final, crushing sentence in a low whisper. "Who do you think you are? You're not a god, Danny. You're just a dog."

There’s one door that is shut, that door leads up to the bedroom. "This is my home, there's only one bedroom so ma'am you take my bedroom and Suki and I will stay in the living room." He picks up the small dog which is circling around his leg. "It's cute." She says looking at the dog. "Yeah she's Suki, she's a great companion." He says kissing the dog. She smiles and slowly sits on the couch holding her head. There is a hammering pain in her head, maybe it is because of all the stress and crying. "Do you have a headache?" He puts the dog down. "No um.. yeah a little bit." She looks up at him. "Okay you sit here I will be back." He walks away and disappears in the kitchen area.

She was a futanari, a girl with a penis, and today, her body was crying out for release. Suddenly, a flash of movement caught Eden's eye. There, in the grass, was a small dog, a terrier of some sort, trotting along without a leash. Eden watched as the dog approached her, its tail wagging excitedly. As it drew closer, Eden noticed something peculiar – the dog's genitals were exposed, and it appeared to be in heat.

The dog bared its teeth, growling in a low, menacing tone. Yet the moment it saw Willow, it immediately calmed down. It was wagging its tail at her obediently. "Looks like we've found the real owner."

Hearing that sound, Ouyashi could not help but hang her head and stir her finger tips together, looking a little guilty. An Taotao smiled sweetly, and could not help looking at Ouyashi. "How many puppies are there? What color are they? I'm curious." Ouyashi was so angry that she wanted to vomit blood. There are no puppies in her family. How do you know how many puppies are? What color are they? Ouyashi pursed her lips, her eyes were a little erratic, and her voice was unconsciously light. "There are four dogs, all of them are yellow, with a little black. They look very spiritual and lovely."

He said. I took a bite of my fruit. “Oh?” I was surprised he had brought it up since our last conversation. “Yes!” He hit his fist on the table. I looked at him closely. “O is his name.” He continued. Slowly my brain caught on. “You mean that dog's name is O?” I pointed at the dog, which to be fair, had lost its sickly sight and had gained some weight if that's how dogs worked. “Yes. Isn't it perfect.” He asked and I stared dumbfounded.

I don't know what breed it is but it has midnight black fur all over its body. "Fonsie! What are you doing here?" Melody yells at the dog who whimper in return. "Papa has told you all not to come in here but still you didn't listen to him. Now, he will be very angry with you and will not let you play with your baby sister." Melody says standing in front of the dog who lays down on the floor before covering its eyes with the front paws. Okay, that's a really adorable gesture, I have to admit.

"I... I have them. If you don't believe her, I can—" "No!" Tracey screamed, lunging to stop him, but it was too late. The sharp click of the car unlocking sealed her fate. I threw open the trunk. The stench hit me first. Then I saw it—a small, lifeless dog, its body limp and decaying. Puffy. Peter stumbled back, his face white as a sheet. "Tracey... Puffy... why is... why is Puffy here?" The live stream exploded. Comments poured in, furious and relentless:

A puppy attempted to play with her, but she snobbishly ignored him. "Hey Danny," He wrapped me in a hug when they reached us. I chuckled and accepted it. "Hi, guys this is Kari," The boys said their hi's. Carter seemed almost mesmerized by her. How cute. "Who is this?" I asked, reaching to let the pretty dog sniff my hand. She moved her nose away from me. "This is Dolly, she's a Saluki. I got her for Christmas last year." Cooper answered while petting her back.

He continued: "Dogs eat from dog bowls and drink from water bowls. Dogs do not climb on furniture uninvited. They lay on the floor, or on their bed or in their cage if they are put there. Dogs poop and pee in the back yard, not in the house, except on a pee pad. Do you get the idea Rose? You will do everything the way a dog does things. Dogs only do a few things- they eat, pee, poop, play sleep, sniff, and reproduce. Now, what are your questions?"