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© 2014 by Arnold Puttwyn
Note: All characters and situations are fictional. Any similarities
To any persons {or canines} living or dead is entirely coincidental.
Part 1
Prologue
Suwannee County, Florida
Antje squinted in the afternoon sun, as she pushed her red and silver bicycle slowly along the sidewalk in front of the traditional-style, red brick, high school. She was the only girl in the senior class who still rode her bicycle to school and she just knew she was the only virgin in the entire country too. She wasn’t afraid of the boys in her class. Like many small-town kids, she had known most of them for years, some all her life. The boys just didn’t really do much to make her want them.
At seventeen Antje still looked barely 14 years old. She was only 5 feet tall and weighed just 89 pounds. She didn’t appreciate her hard, flat belly, but agonized daily over the tiny, pale pink nipples and small breasts on her slender chest. Linda Wallace and Cara Streffener already wore 34C bra’s, she saw their boobs in the shower after gym. They had boyfriends from the Varsity Football team, too. The only boy who even asked her out was Mel Cort. A chubby boy she had grown up with. They had been in the same classes since the 3rd grade.
She wore a white blouse with a rounded, lace trimmed collar and a dark green/light green/white plaid skirt, almost to her knees. White Nike’s and knee socks with a matching green plaid band around the tops finished her outfit. Her mother loved prep schools and their uniforms, so she got them for Antje, and made her wear one every day.
Antje’s mother, Brigitta Mokker, grew up in Germany and moved to Suwannee County in north Florida, with her parents just after she graduated from a high school near Stuttgart. She went to work in a convenience store at the local I75 exit.
Most of the customers were tourists heading to Orlando, Tampa and Miami. She was especially popular with German speaking tourists. The business was busy and Gitta soon became the shift leader, just by showing up on time every day.
Young Gitta was very smart and quickly earned the position of manager for the convenience store, and area manager, over five stores, soon after that. She dated often, but her strong will and stronger work ethic drove most men away. Antje’s father stayed longer than anyone else, he finally left her to raise Antje alone.
Antje had few friends and fewer social skills, her responsibility was her school work, her mother required all A’s. Gitta was very busy at work so Antje had to do all the house work, too. Her best friend was Samson, their large black and rust Doberman pinscher.
She tied her thick, curly, mass of deep brunette, shoulder length hair back for her ride home, with a green plaid hair scrunchie. Mom had blue plaid and red plaid ones, to match her other skirts too.
Antje felt the car slow before she saw it out of the corner of her eye, as she was just starting to get onto her bicycle.
“Hey, Annie,” she heard from the red VW Beetle convertible in the street beside her.
“Antje, Wait.” It was Mel Cort. Antje stopped and smiled carefully. As she slipped off the seat to stand straddling the light blue bikes’ frame, she saw he wasn’t alone.
“What!” She glared at Mel. Sitting right beside him, in the middle of the front seat, was Elaine Moss and beside her was Linda Wallace. Elaine was a junior, and on the cheerleading squad with Linda. She wanted to be ‘in’ with the other girls, and did everything Linda wanted done. Today she was sitting in Mel’s car hanging on his right arm and smiling at him. Elaine’s beautiful, straight brown hair fell over the shoulders of her white sleeveless top as she sat turned slightly toward Mel, ignoring Antje.
Linda sat looking around absently, but she nodded silently to the beat of the music from her iPod headset. Antje could see the white wires, through Linda’s bleached blonde hair, to the little white mp3 player in her left hand. Both girls had changed after school and wore tight shorts and tops. Elaine’s were soft, brown spandex and Linda wore shiny light-blue latex shorts, with a pale pink top.
Antje stood over her bicycle with her mouth open and tried as hard as she could to keep from pushing her glasses up on her nose. Cool kids didn’t have to push stupid glasses up. She couldn’t help it, she looked around and when her head was turned she quickly pushed the offending blue plastic frames in place. She was amazed last week, when Mort asked her to the homecoming dance. Mort was the secret name Antje made up years ago for Mel Cort.
“Well?” she said softly. She looked at Mel and tried to smile, he was just about the only boy who stopped to talk to her. He was definitely the only one who ever asked her out. Elaine stroked his right thigh and stopped when her left hand reached the outline of his penis. She grasped the end through his black trousers and squeezed firmly.
“I can’t make it to the dance,” he tried to shrug, but Elaine’s hand made him gasp softly.
“Sorry,” his breathing labored now. When his cell phone rang, he ignored it and looked over at Elaine.
“Gotta go.” He looked up the street and drove away, without looking back.
“But,,,,,,” was all she got a chance to say, before the tears started running from her dark brown eyes.
Chapter 1
My Life Changed That Day!
I guess it did! I got home from school and found a big long list of stuff I had to do. Mom was the area director of the convenience store company she had worked at since she moved with my grandmother and grandfather from Germany. They moved to North Florida and bought this big, old, house, and my mother went to work at a convenience store, up by the highway. They passed away when I was just 8 years old.
She did real well ‘cause she worked hard and showed up on time. In just a little while she was in the company management and then ran several stores. It takes a lot of time, so she’s at work a lot of the day. So I have to do most all of the housework, and keep all A’s in school and take care of Samson, our Doberman.
After I got my homework and the laundry folded and the housework done, I finally got to take a shower. I worked hard enough that I wasn’t mad any more, I was just disgusted with myself for thinking anyone would be interested in going out with me and my period was coming in a couple of days; I had that tender feeling in my tummy.
After my shower was done, I was walking down the hall drying my hair with a towel. I’m a brunette with really thick and curly hair, so it takes a lot to get it dry. It’s so curly that it falls in long ringlets down past my shoulders, if it was nice and straight it would go down past the middle of my back. I was home alone so I walked along the hall naked, and I had the towel around my head dryin’ my hair. It also sorta hung over my face and I didn’t see Sam sitting in the middle of the hall floor. I walked right into the end of his cold, wet, nose with my pussy. I yelped and jumped back, but he just sat there licking his lips. I stepped forward expecting him to move out of the way, but he leaned forward and when I stepped closer he licked me right in my pussy, I almost fainted, and it felt really good!
I went into my room and sat down on the side of my bed. I touched the outside of my pussy, and then laid back and started to slowly rub my middle finger in the center, between my outer lips. My hood was always so sensitive just before my period, it felt sooo,,,,,, I jumped when the phone rang, right by my head.
It was my mother; she wanted me to give her a complete run-down on all my work, and homework. I hemmed and hawed a little until I got my mind together. Then she told me to take Sam for a walk, and not just around the block, and that she would be late because she had to drive all the way to Lake City for some store problem.
My mood was broken so I got dressed in a pair of really short faded, blue denim shorts and a red, sleeveless top and my white Nike running shoes. I took Sam outside through the backyard onto the little alley behind our block and the next one. I walked along to the next block, ‘til I got behind Mrs. Monteith’s big, gray house and garage.
I’d always wondered what she had in that big, two car garage. I didn’t think she had a car, cause Mom always took her to the store and I had to run errands a lot. I decided to look and tried the side door, it wasn’t locked. When I led Sam in the lights came on, it had one of those automatic switches, and I saw it right by the door.
The inside was nearly empty; the floor tiles were beige with light blue, green and tan spots. The walls and ceiling were covered with white acoustic panels, with all the little holes. The inside of the garage door was paneled over too. On the outside it looked like a garage but inside it was a finished room. The front, toward the house had a green tiled counter with a sink, and cupboards above, on one side of the door and Mrs. Monteith’s washer, dryer, and a big, white, laundry sink was on the other side. In the middle of the floor was a carpeted, raised platform, about a foot high and about 5 feet square. Three sides were open and one side had a low rail along it.
I sat down on the edge of the little “stage”, with my feet on the floor. Except for Sam, I was alone and still feeling kinda horny, and my pussy was all wet inside. I started touching my pussy through the outside of my shorts. I didn’t want to get them all wet so I decided to take them off. They were tight and my panties came off too, I took off my top too, because I didn’t want to wear just a shirt. I wasn’t wearing a bra; my boobies are pretty small anyway.
I laid back and cupped my right hand over my pussy. Oh, it felt sooo good! Sam walked up and started licking me. He licked the back of my hand and the insides of my thighs. It felt really good when he got to the lower part of my pussy.
Nnooo. The idea was too weird. I turned over onto my hands and knees to try to get away from that tongue. He ran around the outside and jumped up in front of me. He stood cross ways and my head and face came right up to his dick. About an inch of it was sticking out of the skin under his belly. When I saw it before it was kinda pink, but now it was red. I stopped and looked more carefully; I didn’t have my glasses so I had to get closer to look. When I did he jumped off the platform and ran around it, then jumped back up in front of me. I tried to look again, this time more was out, and he let me look longer. When he jumped off this time he went around behind me and got up on the platform. He stretched his neck out and sniffed my pussy again, and licked some more. This time I moved my knees apart a little and arched my back so my pussy lips were right there for him.
Oh Man! It felt so good. He stepped forward so his feet were between my knees, and raised himself up over my back.
I said “Sam what’re you doin’?” The next thing I knew he shoved half his dick inside me. It kinda hurt a little when he tore through and took my cherry.
“Oww! Stop that!” I yelped. He pushed again and I felt him pushing against the end, all the way inside. Almost immediately the base of his dick started expanding until we were “locked up”. We couldn’t get apart until he was done.
He started pushing and relaxing, pushing and relaxing, I tried to get away, but I couldn’t pull off from his dick. It began to feel real good and, well,, I,, pushed back.
I could feel the soft hair of his belly on my back and the thick, coarse hair on the fronts of his legs scrubbing my thighs. I got so hot that I thought I was gonna pass out, my pussy throbbed, and I could feel each throb through my head and face too.
All of a sudden, the most intense orgasm I’d ever felt rushed through me. I could hardly breathe, I moaned and gasped. I felt like I was looking down at us kneeling on the little platform.
I wanted to stop and savor the feelings, but Sam kept going. In just a couple of minutes he spurted really hot cum, dog semen, inside me. There was a lot of it, too. His dick filled me right up, and blocked my pussy so that not very much of it ran out; it felt like it was under pressure.
I only waited for a few seconds and Sam started again. I kept sayin’ “Oh, No, no.” and begging him to stop.
That lasted about 2 minutes, and I wanted more, too. I put my head down on the carpeted floor and kept my back arched up so it didn’t pull on my pussy. It musta looked pretty bad, but I wanted more, a whole lot more. I had another gentle orgasm right away. It was real sweet and satisfying, it felt so nice. Sam kept on pushin’ against me.
I just relaxed and waited for Samson to finish, but I didn’t know that I would start getting all worked up again. I did though. I got hotter and hotter as he pushed into my pussy.
I remember funny things about that afternoon; my pussy made so much “juice” that it ran out and dripped onto the floor between my knees. I could see it when I looked back, from where my head was laying on the floor. I thought about the mess, and who would have to clean it up.
When I came again in a few more minutes, I held my breath. When Sam finally pulled out, I just fell over and laid there. I almost cried, I was so satisfied, I just knew it couldn’t happen again like that. I shivered a little and then just laid there.
After a few minutes I started to nod off a little, I was so relaxed and felt so nice….
I opened my eyes and tried to sit up, but there was something around my neck that held me close to the floor. I looked up and saw Mrs. Monteith sitting in one of the folding chairs, right beside me.
“Wakee, Wakee, little girl!” she said when she saw me look up at her. “You had quite a time. Fun, eh? I have it all recorded.”
She pointed out at least a dozen built-in mini-cameras all around the little stage, and in the ceiling. She told me her husband had built the studio, because he was a retired movie cameraman and wanted his own studio, but died (she crossed herself, and looked upward) before he could use it for anything. She had twelve versions of Sam an’ me recorded, all four sides, above, and down low.
“I have at least 6 hours of you two going at it, I can make up a bunch of shorts,” she told me.
I musta looked at her funny, ‘cause she told me shorts are movie talk for little movies. I said “like music video’s?” She nodded slowly, like she didn’t really understand.
“I can have a whole movie in a few days,” she almost whispered. “Bet Gitta would like to see that, she’d be so proud!!!!”
I stopped pulling on the collar and little dog-chain and just looked at her, I knew I had to do what she wanted, but she never said she wanted anything.
I said “What do you want from me?”
She Wanted Me.
Mrs. Monteith introduced me to her daughter, Cécile, who turned out to be Dr. Ford, the veterinarian Mom uses to take care of Samson. Dr. Ford told me she was working on a project to compare human and canine endocrine gland secretions. All I had to do was agree to help her.
Course I did, I didn’t think my mother would let me work like that. I had to do all the housework, and take care of Samson.
Dr. Ford took four DNA samples from inside my cheek, and gave me a shot. I started to ask what it was, but Mrs. Monteith just put her finger up to her lips and shook her head. I didn’t say anything more.
Mrs. Monteith unlocked the tiny padlock on the collar and let me up. My clothes were in the dryer, she washed them while I was asleep. While I was getting dressed, Dr. Ford told me to meet her at the Ford Veterinary Clinic at 6:30 in the morning, and to call her Dr. Cécile. It was just a block off from my way to school. I went home and got there about half an hour before my mother, so I was all washed up and in my pajamas, ready for bed when she came in.
She told me that Dr. Ford had called her cell while she was driving home, to thank her for me. She said I had helped Mrs. Monteith take care of getting some laundry baskets up the steps and into the house. She wanted me to work part-time for her in the clinic; of course Sam would get all his care free, as an employee benefit. The free care did it; I was working for Dr. Cécile.
Chapter 2
Doctor Cho
Patel Bio - Research Facility.
Mangalore Province, Western India.
Dr. Cho Xinxa smiled slowly as she studied the printout of her latest test results. The new DNA profile and matrix was almost a perfect match for the matrix of a known canine DNA, in this case a Chinese Crested. She would have several grams of DNA matched canine/human estrogen serum within 24 hours, and a good supply of both Gland Re-profiling sera within 3 to 4 days.
Dr. Cho and husband Dr. Vilim Patel had been studying the similarities of human and canine endocrine systems for many years. Originally it was to find a way to make endocrine glandular secretions for human use, then later to make replacement glands. The male components were unsuccessful. The male use of extra gland secretions just caused glandular atrophy, aberrant behavior and then death. The female tests were more successful, not only could they make synthetic hormones, but could also re-profile glands to produce a combination of human and canine hormones.
During one of their tests Dr. Cho found that she could make human/canine estrogen that gave the subject temporary canine characteristics. Since that day she has been working to find the combination that would also re-profile the subject’s glands to secrete the new hybrid human/canine estrogen. Success here would make the glandular secretion permanent.
Just six months ago she made the critical breakthrough, she found that if she made the glandular secretions with a canine DNA matrix, but based on the human donor/subject’s DNA, the compatibility quotient was very high and the natural ability of humans to adapt the very minor (in the millionths) variations worked well. Her subjects began to secrete the human/canine hormones permanently, and quit dying.
The Humine Bitch
Antje stopped at Dr. Ford’s clinic each morning and afternoon on her way to and from school for a hormone shot. She didn’t care what the shots contained, she was afraid her mother would find out about her escapade with Samson.
After a few days Antje noticed that the shots were different, Dr. Cécile said that these new doses were made from her DNA samples. After the first week she didn’t concern herself about it, she was just very obedient to Dr. Cécile.
There were several changes that Antje saw and felt. Frist was that her period was much lighter and less uncomfortable, after just two months she barely had a trickle for a couple of days.
Like many young women, Antje had very uncomfortable cramps during her menstrual periods. The shots Dr. Cecile gave her relieved the cramps completely.
The second was that all her body hair stopped growing and over the course of two weeks, fell out. Her mother noticed most of the hair on Antje’s pussy was gone one day when she came into the bathroom as Antje was finishing her shower. She picked up a few hairs and took them to one of her friends who worked at a dermatologist’s office. The doctor looked at them and found that nothing unique had happened, the hairs had just died. She wanted Antje to come in for an examination, but when Gitta found out that it was elective and not a medical necessity her insurance wouldn’t cover it, she would have to pay the bill herself. Well some of the girl’s hair fell out, it’s wasn’t like it was it was life and death.
Much of Antje’s ‘work included the study of canine anatomy and reproduction texts and video’s.
Excerpts from Dr. Cecile’s Canine textbooks
Warning Scientific Stuff
The anatomy of female dogs is similar to that of many other mammals. They have two ovaries located caudal to the kidneys in the abdominal cavity. They have a bicornuate (or two-horned) uterus which ends at the cervix, a short canal which connects to the vagina. The cervix is muscular with fibrous tissue support, and its opening closes in a stellate pattern. The vagina and urethra opens into the vestibule. The clitoris lies under the hood inside the vulva. The hood extends down and forms the outer boundaries of the vestibule as the labia minora. Bitches often have a vaginal stricture or hymen, which is a remnant of where the vagina and vestibule fused together during embryonic development. This structure is often asymptomatic and generally is not complete leaving an opening from the vagina to the vestibule. It is forced open further during mating.
Proestrus
One or several follicles of the ovary start to grow. Their number is species specific. Typically this phase can last as little as one day or as long as three weeks, depending on the species. Under the influence of estrogen the lining in the uterus (endometrium) starts to develop. Some animals may experience vaginal secretions that could be bloody. The female is not yet sexually receptive.
Estrus
Estrus refers to the phase when the female is sexually receptive ("in heat"). Under regulation by gonadotropic hormones, ovarian follicles mature and estrogen secretions exert their biggest influence. The female then exhibits sexually receptive behavior a situation that may be signaled by visible physiologic changes. A signal trait of estrus is the lordosis reflex, in which the animal spontaneously elevates her hindquarters.
In some species, the labia are reddened. Ovulation may occur spontaneously in some species.
Metestrus or diestrus
This phase is characterized by the activity of the corpus luteum, which produces progesterone. The signs of estrogen stimulation subside and the corpus luteum starts to form. The uterine lining begins to appear. In the absence of pregnancy the diestrus phase (also termed pseudo-pregnancy) terminates with the regression of the corpus luteum. The lining in the uterus is not shed, but is reorganized for the next cycle.
Anestrus
Anestrus refers to the phase when the sexual cycle rests. This is typically a seasonal event and controlled by light exposure through the pineal gland that releases melatonin. Melatonin may repress stimulation of reproduction in long-day breeders and stimulate reproduction in short-day breeders. Melatonin is thought to act by regulating the hypothalamic pulse activity of the gonadotropin-releasing hormone. Anestrus is induced by time of year, pregnancy, lactation, significant illness, chronic energy deficit, and possibly age.
After completion (or abortion) of a pregnancy, some species have postpartum estrus, which is ovulation and corpus luteum production that occurs immediately following the birth of the young. For example, the mouse has a fertile postpartum estrus that occurs 14–24 hours following parturition.
A section about male dogs
At the time of penetration, the canine penis is not erect, and only able to penetrate the female because it includes a narrow bone called the "baculum", a feature of most placental mammals. When the male achieves penetration, he will usually hold the female tighter and thrust deeply. It is during this time that the male's penis expands and it is important that the bulbus gland is sufficiently far inside for the female to be able to trap it. Unlike human sexual intercourse, where the male penis commonly becomes erect before entering the female, canine copulation involves the male first penetrating the female, after which swelling of the penis to erection occurs, which usually happens rapidly.
Male canines are the only animals that have a locking bulbus glandis or "bulb", a spherical area of erectile tissue at the base of the penis. During copulation, and only after the male's penis is fully inside the female's vagina, the bulbus glandis becomes engorged with blood. When the female's vagina subsequently contracts, the penis becomes locked inside the female. This is known as "tying" or "knotting". While characteristic of mating in most canids, the copulatory tie has been reported to be absent or very brief (less than one minute) in the African Wild Dog, possibly due to the abundance of large predators in its environment.
When the penis is locked into the vagina by the bulbus glandis (when the stud is "tied"), the urgency subsides and the male will usually lift a leg and swing it over the female's back while turning around. The two stand with their hind ends touching and the penis locked inside the vagina while ejaculation occurs, decreasing leakage of semen from the vagina. After some time, typically between 5 and 20 minutes (but sometimes longer), the bulbus glandis disengorges, allowing the mates to separate. Virgin dogs can become quite distressed at finding themselves unable to separate during their first copulation, and may try to pull away or run. Dog breeders often suggest it is appropriate for handlers to attempt to calm the mating dogs if they show anxiety once this stage is reached. Similar mounting behavior, which may include pelvic thrusting, is common to canines of both sexes. Mounting, with or without thrusting, should not be confused with "copulatory mounting", in which thrusting continues only until a "tie" is achieved. The familiar thrusting action is in reality simply the dog seeking the bitch's vulva with his penis. Many dogs and of course inexperienced domestic ones don't really know what they are trying to achieve and are simply acting on basic urges, and are often unsuccessful during many attempts. As soon as the penis does enter the vagina however, the dog feels an overwhelming drive to push in deeper as much as possible, and will often engage in a frantic climbing action with their hind legs, which they have to do because the swelling or erection of the penis takes place very quickly. Failure to do so often results in a slipped mating, which is not as reliable because not enough prostatic fluid passes from the male to support the sperm in the female’s uterus for long periods. As soon as the bulbus has swelled and the female has locked on to it, the dog becomes much more passive, and even sometimes apparently uninterested, despite the fact that a lot is going on out of sight. Thrusting becomes unnecessary, because the female muscles undergo contractions, which stimulate ejaculation of sperm, followed by prostatic fluid until the muscles eventually release, allowing the male to withdraw.
Dr. Cécile discussed the texts with Antje and answered any questions that the girl had. She also sent books and videos to Mrs. Monteith for Antje to study there, too.
Antje noticed that cats were very wary when she walked past. She rode her bicycle past an orange tabby on the way to the clinic; the cat hissed and ran away.
On weekend mornings, Antje went in to work; sometimes she cleaned a kennel or mopped the floor in an examination room, but usually she did her homework at Dr. Cécile’s desk or studied canine behavior in books and on videos, which Dr. Cécile assigned. When she read about canine mating behavior she understood what was going on when Samson stopped in front of her that first evening and why he got so excited when she tried to get a closer look at his penis that time.
She met Dr. Cécile’s staff at the clinic: Jennifer Lake, the Veterinary Technician, (Vet Tech) and the receptionist Maggie Capes, and the night man/Vet Tech student, Bernie Wince. Bernie wasn’t there every night, only when Dr. Cécile had animals to tend overnight. In the office also were three helpers; one each for Dr. Cécile and Jennifer, and a file clerk/ assistant receptionist. Dr. Cécile was usually the only one there when Antje came in each morning for the human/canine hormone shot; on Wednesdays Jennifer was also in the office. Wednesday was the day for planned surgeries, spaying, neutering, tails and ears.
When she asked Dr. Cécile how long the tests would last, Dr. Cécile could not be certain, but expected good results in 3 months but no longer than 6 months.
The ‘End’ of the Tests
School was over; all I had left was Commencement and Graduation ceremonies. I passed all my finals last week and only went to school to mess around with the others. I went to school for the last day, even Linda Wallace was even nice to me. I still wouldn’t talk to her or the little slut friend Elaine Moss.
On that morning before school Dr. Cécile tested my saliva for hormone level and smiled. She told me that I may not need any more shots, this afternoon we would do the final, and be done. Her phone rang just as I asked her, “The final what?” She waved me off and gave me thumbs up; I left and went to school.
We got off early and I got a ride to the clinic from Cara Streffener, when I got there I saw two trucks and a big van with lots of windows and a black limo with dark windows. One of the trucks was backed up to the big door at the side of the clinic and the limo was parked in the shade behind the clinic.
I went in and met Jennifer, she was just inside the door. She took me to the locker/ dressing room; as soon as we were in the door she pulled a brown nylon collar out of her pocket. I just looked at it and sighed. I reached up to my hair and pulled it up out of the way so she could buckle it around my neck.
Dr. Cécile came in just as Jennifer finished buckling the collar. She told me that Dr. Cho was here to see me and finish up everything. I was all right with that, I had wanted to meet her, but I was a bit anxious too. She was so smart, to think up all this. I really liked that my period was not so bad any more, actually I hadn’t even had a period for two months, but all my pubic hair and body hair fell out, too.
Dr. Cécile left us to finish up, in a little bit I was naked and Jennifer had to pull me out of the locker room and led me down the hall to the last examination room. I could hear voices inside, speaking Chinese and another language. When I heard both men’s and women’s voices, I stopped, but Jennifer pulled me on to the door.
We went in and I saw all the stuff they were doing. There were two new stainless steel topped exam tables. The nearest one had a thing high over the whole top, mounted to the ceiling. It had lights that showed down onto the table, but a bunch of wires and cables on it too, and two computer screens were mounted on the wall in front of me. One was real large, right directly in front of the table, and a smaller one just to the right of the big screen. There was so much going on, that I kinda forgot, or at least, didn’t think I was naked! A small Chinese woman, in a doctor’s white lab coat, was sitting on a tall stool at the end of the new table, there was another Chinese woman sitting at a computer console in front of her.
Jennifer led me to the table and had me get up on it. Jennifer introduced me to Nurse Lin; she took my collar as I got up on the table. She had me lay on my side, with my back to her and my knees drawn up toward the other side of the table. Nurse Lin told me she had to take my temperature, in my butt. I hated to do it that way; Dr. Cécile always did it that way too. When I told her I didn’t want to have the thermometer in there. She told me had at least three dozen thermometers out every day. She couldn’t keep thermometers special just for me. Even though each one was sterilized and sanitary, I’d have to put it in my mouth after it had been in a dog’s ass. I didn’t mind so much after I thought about it.
Nurse Lin carefully applied some lubrication gel stuff, to my butt and the end of the thermometer, and then gently inserted the end of the thermometer into me. She pushed it about halfway in to me.
There were four or five men working on the second overhead console thing over the other new table, beside the one I was on. It wasn’t real close, there was room enough to work around both tables. The wires were in place for two more screens on the wall in front of this table too. Jennifer told me this whole examination room was Dr. Cécile’s new canine OB\GYN set-up. I laid there with the thermometer in my butt and watched them installing the parts over the top of the next table. Nurse Lin took my pulse and in a few minutes she touched my hip, and then pulled the thermometer out and read off my temperature.
It was really loud in the room; the technicians were mostly Indian guys. They were working on the equipment and talking to each other, and didn’t pay much attention to me. Jennifer pointed out Dr. Cho; she turned out to be the small Chinese woman. She was bigger than me, but she didn’t have to real big to be bigger than me. Dr. Patel was supervising the installation of the second overhead console – thing. Dr. Cho said something in Chinese, and everyone quieted down a bit. In a few minutes she had to say something again, so Dr. Patel made everyone leave. Then things didn’t seem so hectic. Nurse Lin had me get up on all fours, facing the screens, so my pussy was toward Dr. Cho and the technician sitting at the console in front of her.
The screens in front of me lit up. The smaller one showed a close-up of canine bitch’s pussy and the bigger one showed mine. Then my pussy got bigger, and bigger. I felt something touch my pussy, and the screen went dark. Then something was inside me, pushing into my pussy. Jennifer told me it was a fiber optic camera lens, and lights came on, we could all see the inside of my pussy. The computer moved the image of the inside of the dog pussy, just the same as my real time image.
Dr. Cho and Dr. Cécile discussed the similarities and differences between our vaginas. The camera stopped and showed my cervix, the opening of my uterus; Dr. Cho said that my cervix was open, much like a canine cervix during estrus. The canine cervix has a flap of muscle that opens when she’s in heat, mine was still circular, but was not tightly closed, I sagged open. Dr. Cho asked if I had mated since the first time. Before I could answer, Dr. Cécile said that I hadn’t, but I said that I did last month. I told Dr. Cécile that I tried to tell her how I was really in heat, but she was busy. I went home and Samson was there, he could tell I was in heat, too. We mated in my room, twice that afternoon, before my mother came home from her office. I said I was sorry, but I couldn’t help it. Dr. Cécile said it was all right, and she knew I ‘had’ to do it; Dr. Cho just looked at me.
Then the camera went inside my uterus, it felt funny, like it was way up inside me. I whispered to Nurse Lin, “How far is that up in me?” She told me it was about 17 centimeters, that’s about 7 inches. I didn’t think my pussy was that long, or deep, course that was up into my uterus, too.
Dr. Cho started talking real fast, in Chinese; she got up and walked closer to the screen where she was looking at something inside me. Dr. Cécile stepped closer to look at the screen too. Dr. Cho changed to English, and explained that I was developing bicornate or two-horned uterus, like a canine one. That’s why a bitch can have puppies from several different sires; she can have puppies that all look different.
They talked a bit and then a tiny wire thing went past the camera, and went up inside one of the little openings in the top of my uterus. Dr. Cho said she was getting a specimen sample of my ova, or egg cells. When she said she had to push a little wire loop up my fallopian tube clear to one of my ovaries, I felt a little sick. I felt a little sting, by the time I said “Ow”, it was over.
The next thing I felt was a small tube going into me too. The tube came into the view of the camera, and then some dark gray stuff started coming out.
The camera was pulled out as I was filled with the gray stuff. I asked Jennifer what it was, Dr. Cho answered that it was the last hormone treatment I would have, and the gland re-assignment was finished. When I knew it was the last time, I didn’t feel so bad about being naked on the table with the camera up inside my pussy. The nurse was holding my collar, and petting my head and shoulders while Jennifer held my leash and whispered to be a ‘good girl’ in my ear. The screens both went dark as the camera came out of me. The stuff filled me up, and the tube was pulled out, too. All of a sudden I didn’t feel very good. I felt like I was going to throw up, but couldn’t. I actually thought I’d feel better if I could.
Dr. Cécile came over and picked me up in her arms and carried me out the door and down the hall to the kennel room. I didn’t realize just how strong she was until then. There was a kennel open with a big soft dog bed in the center of it. She put me down just inside the gate and I crawled over to the bed and climbed up on top.
After about half an hour Dr. Cho came in to see me, Jennifer left, and just Dr. Cho and Nurse Lin were there. Dr. Cho asked me if there was anything I wanted to ask her. I asked about all my pubic and underarm hair, why it all fell out. She explained that my DNA matrix most closely lined up with the DNA matrix from a Chinese Crested dog breed, it was hairless, except for its head and feet. All the hair on my body fell out, too. I didn’t have any hair follicles on my hands and feet none grew there. So I said, “It’ll all grow back when this is all over?”
Dr. Cho looked at me funny, and told me it was permanent, it would never grow back. She had tested my egg cells and they were alive, but couldn’t be penetrated by human or canine sperm, I was permanently changed, Human and Canine. I just laid there for a while, Dr. Cho finally left. She said she would check back with me in a while. Nurse Lin stayed until Jennifer came back. I just laid there for a while, I felt really icky and finally fell asleep.
I woke up later, Jennifer was sitting on the floor, on a folded up blanket, leaning against the wall. She was asleep right beside my kennel. Jennifer woke up too, and asked me if I needed to go out to pee. I just nodded; she took me to the door outside and opened it. I paused ‘cause I didn’t want to just go outside naked, but it was dark out so I went on out to pee on the ground. After I was done she had a little towelette, I wanted to wipe my own pussy, but she wouldn’t give it to me, I had to let her do it. When we came back in, I saw that it was like 3AM. I had been asleep for a long time, and I still didn’t feel very good. I got back in the kennel and went back to sleep.
When I woke up, Nurse Lin was sitting there, Jennifer was gone. She told me Jennifer was getting breakfast, but she would stay with me until Jennifer was back.
Jennifer came back and brought me a sausage, egg and cheese breakfast sandwich, but I only ate about three bites and I’d had enough. Jennifer took me outside again, this time to pee and poop on the ground. I didn’t think twice about it, and it was daylight out, too. It was early, and no one was around. I came back in and let her wipe my butt and my pussy. Bernie was there and arguing with Nurse Lin about giving me a bath, neither of them wanted to do it. I thought a guy would kinda like to wash up a naked girl. Jennifer didn’t say anything to them; she just took me into the utility room where the four stainless steel dog bathing tubs were all filled with hot water, two with soapy water and two with clean water. She had me get in one of the soapy tanks; I just kinda stood there while she washed me all over. She washed my pussy and my butt and everything. I was surprised that I didn’t mind, too much. She got me over into the clear water tank to rinse off; she ran her hands all over me again.
Jennifer gave me a ride home about noon. I sat around the rest of the afternoon and went to bed early. I felt better the next morning, and was starting to go into proestrus or pre-estrus. I didn’t feel much like seeing Dr. Cécile so I didn’t go by the clinic, she called me to see if I felt all right, and I told I was ok.
Monday was also a short day at school, and our last one. Cara and I went to lunch after we got out. I didn’t wear one of my mother’s uniforms today; I knew I wouldn’t have to wear that stuff ever again. Today I had on a pink top and a short dark blue skirt. Cara dropped me at the clinic to see Dr. Cécile, after we were done with lunch.
Dr. Cécile checked my eyes and my pulse. She made me take off my panties to get my temperature checked. I laid on one of the tables and pulled my knees up so Dr. Cécile could put the thermometer in. She put a little bit of lube on my butt-hole and pushed the thermometer into me. In a few minutes she took it out and checked my temperature, she asked me if I was in proestrus yet. I just nodded. Dr. Cécile asked me if something was wrong. I said I didn’t like talking about it like that; my privates are private.
Dr. Cécile kinda smirked a little and said, “You’re a Humine bitch now.”
She said Mrs. Monteith wanted to see me and had something for me. I went by her house on my way home. She made chocolate chip cookies, and had a glass of cold milk to go with one. It was the last time for me to go by there after school. As I finished up my cookie, she had a dark green nylon collar for me. I sat there while she put it around my neck. After I swallowed my last bite, I stood up and started to take off my top.
I looked at her and said, “Do I really have to do this?”
“Yes, you must.”
I took a deep breath and took off the rest of my clothes; she folded them up as I took them off.
She had a big kennel in the corner of her bedroom; I had spent a lot of time there. I studied and watched videos of canine behavior. She put me in there, but this time she had a little padlock that she put on the gate.
“I’ll be back in a little bit, I need to go see Gitta, for a few minutes,” she said as she put on her hat. She picked up an envelope and put it in her purse, as she left. I sat down in the middle of the kennel. There wasn’t much else for me to do.
I started to think about all that had happened this weekend. The thing about it that seemed strangest to me was that I didn’t really mind too much, I guess I was starting to begin estrus. When I thought about it I should have been furious that Dr. Cécile had done this to me. I still really liked her; she was the head of my little group, the leader of my pack.
I heard a really big crash, it seemed to shake the whole house, and then in a while I saw flames being reflected from the windows of the neighbor’s house. It was coming from the direction of my house. Then I heard sirens and trucks going by. I sat there for a while and it started to get dark outside, and I had to pee really bad.
I heard someone coming up the stairs, I hoped it was Mrs. Monteith; I had to pee so bad! It wasn’t Mrs. Monteith it was Jennifer. She knew where to get the key for the kennel. She got it from the top of the dresser and unlocked my kennel and put a leash on my collar. She led me outside, so I could pee on the ground. I looked around but couldn’t see much, just the clinic van in the yard.
“Where’s Mrs. Monteith?” I asked but Jennifer didn’t answer. She asked me if I was in heat.
I just said, “Yeah, I think so.”
She got me into the kennel in the back of the clinic van and we headed to the gate, Bernie was waiting and opened the gate for us. He closed the gate and got in. I was in heat for real now; all I thought about was mating with Samson. I don’t actually remember the ride, but they took me to Dr. Cécile’s place. She had a ranch or farm, out in the country. I’d been there a couple of times, but not like this. The barn was converted into a kennel and a sort of clinic. She didn’t have all that much equipment there, but she had enough to do some vet stuff on her own dogs. Jennifer took me to a kennel in Dr. Cécile’s barn, and I went right in for her.
In just a few minutes, Maria, that’s Mrs. Garcia, came by. She runs the kennel portion of the place for Dr. Cécile, schedules the kennel workers and everything. She got me out of the kennel and took me out to pee again. When I’m in heat I have to pee a lot. When I was done she led me to a part of the place I’d never seen before. There were two large open kennels, the kennels each had a dog inside. I smelled their heady male pheromones before we even got close. The dogs were waiting for me; they could smell my pheromones too. Maria unsnapped my leash and opened the first gate.
I didn’t hesitate; I went right inside with the black and rust Doberman. I had to get on my hands and knees to go through the gate, so I stayed there on all fours. The dog was fairly young, about two years old, larger dogs like Dobermans mature a little bit older. He was very interested in my pussy, he sniffed and the put his nose right against me. He moved even closer and finally rose up over my back on his hind legs.
I felt his dick at the top of my pussy, so I arched my back so my pussy was higher. I wanted to make sure he didn’t go into my butt that thought really scared me. Almost immediately after that, his dick touched my pussy lips and he pushed inside.
Dogs have a thin bone in their dicks, so they can push inside and then get a kind of canine erection. Their dicks get a bit bigger and the base swells so they get locked into the bitch’s pussy. I was seriously into the estrus part of the cycle. It felt good when he pushed in, but it felt great when he swelled up and the knot formed. I didn’t feel like I was trapped, I had him and he couldn’t get away. I had an orgasm almost immediately. He spurted into me right after that.
It seemed like we mated for a long time, it was probably about half an hour really. I had three or four more orgasms and he spurted a lot too. When we were finally able to part, he went over to the corner and lay down and just looked at me. Maria came back and got me out right away, to take me out to pee.
I could feel the dog sperm dribbling out of my pussy as we walked out to the fenced yard behind Dr. Cécile’s barn, or kennel, or whatever she calls the place. After I finished peeing Maria had a moist towelette, she kinda hesitated, like she didn’t want to touch the dog sperm dripping out of me. I started to reach for the towel, but she pulled it back and then wiped my pussy. I guess she decided she could wash her hands when she was done. I had to hold my mouth shut to keep from snickering.
She led me back in and to the next kennel; this one had a Rottweiler in it. It was pretty much the same, but this dog was a bit older and he got right to it and we were locked together right away. This dog made me feel like I was trapped this time and would be done when he was done. It still lasted for half an hour. After I was taken out to pee, Maria put me into a kennel by myself so I could rest a bit.
I woke up in just as the sun was starting to make the sky gray. Maria wasn’t there, some guy who said his name was Adan. He looked at me, almost stared, until I told him I had to pee. He had a leash, and clipped it to my collar. We walked outside, he told me that Maria, and he called her Senora Garcia, told him to treat me like any other dog living here. He said it funny like he didn’t speak English very much at all. Then he asked if that was what I really wanted. I just looked at him and then I nodded. I thought about it as we walked and realized that was what I wanted.
I felt kinda funny when I squatted to pee, and he just stood there and watched. He didn’t say anything and didn’t seem to care; he just waited until I was done. As I stood up I realized he was going to wipe my pussy. I didn’t turn around; I just stood there with my back toward him. I waited while he blotted my pussy and the opening to my vagina. When he was done, I realized it felt the same as if Maria, or Dr. Cécile, or Jennifer had done it. He was the first stranger to ever wipe my pussy, but it turned out that he was not the last, stranger or man. He took me back in and put me in with the Doberman again. Everything got lost for me; I remember I was in with the Doberman and then the Rottweiler. There might have been in mated with another dog, too.
Then it was over and I didn’t so much wake up as I slowly became aware. I wasn’t really completely over my estrus yet when Maria came up to my kennel, and said she had to leave so she had someone else to get me bathed. Just then a small Spanish looking man came in, I was laying there naked so there wasn’t much to say or do. She told me his name was Adan Jiménez; he would take care of me and not try to do anything he shouldn’t. She turned to him, and spoke in Spanish.
“Adan, por favor, lavar la perra.”
“What?” I said.
“I asked him to give you a bath, we’ll take you outside to pee and then I have to go.” They took me out on a leash, and after I finished peeing, she showed him how to wipe my pussy. I almost cried, I was so scared and embarrassed and all that. Actually he was quite businesslike about it, and very careful, and gentle to me. Everything was still kinda foggy and I didn’t remember until later that he had already taken me out to pee, before. It didn’t bother me when I was in heat.
Dr. Cécile has a separate room set aside for baths; it has six medium size tubs for baths. Two of the stainless steel tubs were already filled, one with hot, soapy water and the other with warm clean water.
He led me to the soapy water and took off my collar, before I got in. I got on all fours and it felt so nice. He started at the top of my head and worked all down my back and over my butt. He had a small, soft brush, it actually felt good. I kinda forgot, or at least didn’t think it was someone I didn’t know washing me. When he was done with my back, I turned around so he could wash my front. He started with my face and just washed right on down my chest and reached up under me to wash my boobs and nipples.
Next he washed right down my legs to my feet. Then last he started to run the brush between my legs and over my pussy, he stopped and waited for me to move my legs apart so he could get to my pussy better. I looked back over my shoulder at him, but he didn’t say anything, he just waited for me to get ready. It took me a couple of minutes and I just spread my legs apart a bit. He ran the soft brush over my pussy and then gently worked the brush around to wash between my pussy lips.
I said, “Oohh.” He looked up at me quickly, but I just smiled and said, “It’s okay.” I think he really understood me, but it kinda tingled when he scrubbed inside my butt, too. Then he pointed toward the plain water to rinse off. While I was rinsing Jennifer came in and asked me if I was done, I just nodded.
“Okay, we’ll get your hair combed out,” she held up a wide comb, with the big teeth for thick hair. She also had some spray stuff to make my hair easier to run a comb through. It was “Doc Foster’s, Main and Tail Relaxer and De-Tangler”. It was in a brown spray bottle with a sort of drawing on the front, like a man on a horse, from the back. The drawing was just done in black, but the horse’s tail was raised and painted bright gold color. She let it sit in my hair for a bit and then she combed it out without any trouble. I was starting to feel better, more human and less canine. The estrus feelings were pretty much gone now.
I looked up as I thought I saw something move near the door.
Oh My God!!
It was Cara, I was naked, and I didn’t even have any clothes to put on. There wasn’t much I could do, so I just froze in front of Jennifer.
“She knows all about it,” Jennifer said softly. “She cares for you too, as much as I do.” Cara had tears in her eyes when she came over to us, and then hugged me. Jennifer handed Cara a collar, and she buckled it around my neck. Jennifer snapped a leash on and they took me up to Dr. Cécile’s house.
Jennifer opened the door just as we got there and I went right in. It was dark inside and kinda creepy. Jennifer took the leash off me and we went into the living room. Mr. Hires, Jennifer’s boyfriend and Cara’s step father, was sitting on the couch watching the TV. When I saw the story, I stopped caring who saw all of me.
On the screen was a news reporter, Eloise Carrera, she graduated from my school two years ago, now she was reporting the news on TV. She was talking about the plane crash and fire and around her were pictures of four people who died in the fire.
There was a man who was piloting the plane that hit the house, Mom, Mrs. Monteith, and, Me!!!!!!!!!!!
End of Part I
Epilogue
Over the next few weeks Antje had to meet with FAA investigators and all the friends who thought she was killed when the plane crashed into her home. She stayed some and Dr. Cécile with Cara too. Jennifer was there also, she moved in with Drew Hires.
Her house was rebuilt by the pilot’s widow, Mrs. Handy, she felt terrible for Antje’s loss of just about everything in her life. Mrs. Handy was the president of the Suwannee County Historical Society, and had the house rebuilt as originally in 1904.
Mr. Hires had his crews finish the inside, very technically advanced. Antje could lock, unlock, set the alarm, and turn on and off the lights with her cell phone.
Cara got Antje a car, a Camaro like Jennifer’s, but a black hardtop. She knew Antje didn’t care for convertibles.
The principal at the high school and Eloise Carrera came over to Cara’s and presented Antje with her diploma. Eloise wanted to interview Antje; she asked why it took two days for Antje to come forward.
“I was just so upset, that I didn’t really care,” Antje said carefully. “I’m sorry if anyone worried, but I lost everything, my mother, my home and all my clothes.” Cara helped Antje with her statement, it made sense and there wasn’t much anybody could ask.
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