Smile Dog Novels & Stories

Those two worked harder to please them, so it seems. Sitting on the beach chair, leaning one elbow on the table, coffee sloshed from his cup. Smile immediately placed down the cup and slightly bowed at them. Sleepy followed suit. “Greeting–” “Drop the formality.” The lion's mother dismissed any kind of formality. “If you say so.” Abruptly, he sat back. “As we all know, we are not bound by your formality.” “You’re so good with your mouth.” The lion's mother walked up toward Smile and gave him a small kiss on his temple. “You too, my big baby.” She extended her arm toward Sleepy,

signaling another customer walking through. Smiling awkwardly, I said in a hurry. “Hello, welcome. Come in.” to a plus-sized man who was carrying what was most likely a restless pitbull. "Hey there, you're here for the....” I said calmly to the dog. The man was quite annoyed and his dog restless. “This fucking dog is pissing me off so much! She hasn't stopped whining and panting.” He complained. Still, I did my best to keep it professional. "Let's take a look at her,” I said. “Can you put her on the table?"

[One Month Later] “I’ll have one large, classic coffee, please!” exclaimed a woman customer with captivating large brown eyes. Her bright childish smile lit up her face as she stood there, holding a small, impeccably groomed, white furry puppy in one arm. With her free hand, she lovingly rubbed the tiny head of her adorable canine companion.

The old woman lay on her bed, unable to move a single muscle. Slowly and painfully, she turned her head. A brown dog, of no particular breed, was sitting by her bedside, looking at her with sad, brown eyes. When he saw her turning her head, he moved a little closer, touching her cheek with his soft, cold nose. Slowly and with some difficulty, she smiled, which accentuated the wrinkles on her thin face. She tried to raise her hand to pat him, but her strength gave way, and her hand fell limply by the bed.

Sam held up his hands. "Easy there. We are just trying to help." She did not relax. "Do you think that easy smile will always make everyone go easy on you?" Her voice was sharp. "Put your stupid smile away. And step back." Sam lowered his hands. He did not smile. But he did not argue. The woman gathered her dog into her arms. The dog whimpered. She held it close. "Papa Sam," Maya whispered, "she is scary."

Now, I just had to wait for the right moment. "What do you think, Bumina?" I ask my dog. A Border Collie with black fur, some white streaks, and she tilts her head to the side, letting out a low and sharp squeak. "Do you think she'll like it?" Okay, I sound like an idiot asking an irrational animal about my gala attire. However, Bumina is a temperamental girl and my companion since I left my parents' house to venture into the life of a single adult. So yes, we ended up creating a kind of true and close relationship. One bark is a pretty round no, and two barks... Bumina lets out two barks, and that makes me smile. Did you understand what I meant? I turn to face the mirror and gaze at my pet

So, perhaps she was glad I had asked her those questions. Could Mani help me determine if the sensations were from pack members or my imagination or what? I felt and saw Mani laying down wagging her tail in excitement and giving what I could only describe as a wolfy grin with her tongue lolling out the side of her mouth. I actually had to smile a bit at that. “What is that smile for?” Killian was smiling in response and I also acknowledged that he did that a lot, when he saw me smile at all, he smiled back.

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.

Simon Walsh grinned to himself, watching the chaos unfold on the television screen in front of him as he sipped his coffee slowly. “Look at that, little guy,” he said as he nudged his small dog that was lying beside him. “The whole world is going to hell now thanks to that fucking whore. Good job, Elena. You finally did something right.” The dog gave him a small bark in response before continuing to stare at the television, his head tilted slightly to one side as if confused by what was happening around him.

No, the smile was indomitable. Ugh! Leigh grunted. "Uh... I'm here to see you, I haven't lost my as you put it, freaking mind, Again, I came to see you, I would refrain from answering the fourth question and finally, I was laughing because you look so damn cute Sunshine." Cute? She so did not look cute! She opened her mouth to tell him just that when the screen door burst open again and the dog streaked out in a blur of black and brown aiming for her.