The Bioaug - Part 1

Brandon's tail hung loose, devoid of emotion compared to his tail as a bernese mountain dog. the position felt far from silly though as he probed around her rear with his erect penis.

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X. Draw me close to you

_As told by Nina_ I had taken my sketchbook and pencils with me, so I could try my hand at some drawing until Trisha was done with her dinner preparations. Unlike Milo, I could actually draw a face that resembled my subject - although since he...

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IX. The game is up

_As told by Nina_ As the game progressed, my suspicion were more or less became confirmed. I caught Trisha multiple times allowing me to jump her - either that, or she must have been _really_ bad at checkers. Eventually, I had three kings, making...

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VIII. Practice makes perfect

_As told by Nina_ Finally Friday. I had not only made good progress on my artwork for Milo's theatre play, but also managed to finish an assignment I had to turn in at the end of the next week. Furthermore, my queue of commissioned artwork I owed...

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XIII. Call and response

_As told by Milo_ The theatre event had been tiring, to say the least. I spent the entire evening waiting for my turn, since some moron had decided it would be a good idea to end the event with my play. Who ends a night like this with a tragedy?...

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XII. Planes of Existence

_As told by Nina_ Two full weeks had passed since I had first shown Trisha my inner puppy. In the meantime, we had 'practiced' once more, after which she had taught me how to sew. The old Indian appeared to be a real expert in the craft, and she was a...

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XI. Foreshadowing

_As told by Milo_ There are days on which I miss being a puppy, because I have no time to regress. On other occasions, I just don't feel like it, because it's a feeling that can come and go. The worst option is when I know playing puppy would do me...

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IV. This is it

_As told by Nina_ Later that night, I crossed the street in the suburbs of Northshore. Mrs. Larkin lived in an apartment building that was built for elderly people that were still healthy enough to live on their own. It had all the necessary basics...

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I. Give me a break

_As told by Nina_ Spring break. I was pleasantly woken up by the breaking dawn as the rays of sunlight fell into my room. As I came to my senses, I felt the soft material of my pink pawed sleeper all around me, and the fluffy fur of my stuffed White...

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V. But wait, there's more!

_As told by Nina_ "There's more to it than just hugging a fluffy toy. The idea is that you play pretend, so you make yourself believe that you really _are_ a puppy. And with 'puppy', that generally means a three-year-old, for me and Milo." "To...

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III. Two's a company

_As told by Nina_ I knew that I needed someone else to properly prepare Milo's birthday party, but I did not want to burden my friend with another powerful secret. When Margaret had finished her meal, she offered to do the dishes with me, but I...

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VI. A present for the future

_As told by Nina_ "You're probably wondering why I told you all this, right?" She nodded. "I assume that you have a firm reason to tell me something this personal. Care to elaborate?" "It's about Milo's birthday. I told you over the phone that...

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