The escape chapter four double trouble
*The escape chapter four double trouble *
It had been a while since Tracy and Emily had gone into heat, I still can't believe I got both of them pregnant.
Just to look at the two bitches they both had that motherly look about them, by the way their bellies were swilling it could be any day now.
As well as bulging bellies both bitches had mood swings, Emily was the worst of the two but she was getting better as controlling it.
For the most part my life was the same, the only real change was me and Ryan were getting along better. He still jumped whenever I snarled or sneezed, but after what he went through in his last home I really couldn't blame him.
Grace was so much happier now maybe the fact she had a child to care for, or maybe she was just enjoying farm life more. When I first arrived she hadn't been in charge for very long.
As the day both bitches would give birth grew closer Grace went through the ritual of shaving both bitches nether regions ready for that day, well it really wasn't shaving their nether regions as that was one of the few places where they didn't have fur it was more like shaving the surrounding area.
Less then a week later Emily started behaving just like before, only this time I knew what was coming. And sure enough less then seven hours later it started.
"I'll phone the vet." says Grace in a panicked tone.
The vet I now know as Adrian arrived in less then half an hour and started his examination making sure all the time everything's ok reassuring Emily as he went.
All of us stayed by her side, at least she wasn't swearing this time but Ryan got too close once or twice coursing Emily to snap at him.
I just stayed by her side rubbing her neck in a loving way, I knew this always helped her relax but she was no where near as stressed as last time.
The hours roll on and on, this was longer than the last time.
Then Emily lets out a long whine and the first of the of puppies appears
"You're Doing well Emily." Adrian says in a calming voice
"THAT'S EASY FOR YOU TO SAY." replied Emily.
More hours pass and another pup appears the vet going to work cleaning it and placing it by Emily, it was a truly beautiful sight but I think Emily would disagree.
More hours go by and more pups are delivered, and by the end of the evening Emily had giving birth to a healthy litter of four puppies, three boys and one girl.
Afterwards while the vet is putting his equipment away I hear him and Grace talking.
"You know Grace if you want to put a stop to his puppy making I can." Adrian says calmly while making a snipping motion with his hand.
"Oh no Adrian he's not a problem he just caught me off guard by getting both of them pregnant." Grace
replied.
I just give Adrian a foul look not wanting to spoil the moment.
But there's nothing stopping me thinking about what a bastard I think he is, and if he even thinks about coming near me with a scalpel I'll take his nuts off the hard way.
Anyway I don't think Grace would allow that, she would miss the fun and games too much.
Over the next few days me and Ryan went about our work, with Emily taking care of the latest
litter and Tracy due any day now it was only me and Ryan, and it would stay that way until one of the
bitches could return to work.
Grace would often joke saying she wasn't sure who was breeding more me or the rams, and if she had two more like me and she could give up sheep farming and take up hybrid breeding.
All I would say back is you can barely handle one of me.
Less then two weeks later it was Tracy's turn to give birth, she made the whole thing seem easy compared to Emily, but with all the pups she must have had over the years it must second nature now.
All of us are around her except Emily who was busy tending to her own pups, even the vet was surprised with how effortless it seemed for Tracy.
I look down at the panting bitch and I just smile at her, well the closest thing I can manage to smile with this canine muzzle.
Then she lets out a small yelp and holds on to me very tightly.
"I see the first pup's nose, keep pushing girl." Adrian says.
"Is.... He... Serious?" Tracy replies
"I know Tracy just keep going."
Just then I see Adrian pick up the new born pup, and he holds it upside down to help clear it airways.
Tracy is still panting this must be taking a lot out of her especially at her age but she bares the pain well, she's just as strong and determined as her full canine ancestors always was.
All of a sudden she let out another yelp
"I see another puppy." Adrian says.
This carries on for an hour or two until the last pup is born, I looked over at the latest editions to the family.
The litter was three males, two big strapping boys and one smaller weaker little male pup, the smallest pup although he was not a runt he was clearly the smallest of the there. but what stood out the most about him was he had my eye colour which on a border collie looked strange.
I stayed by Tracy's side to comfort her, Even Emily pulled herself away from tending to her own pups to see Tracy and her litter.
I was the father of seven, not counting Emily's first litter of course, I knew it couldn't last as the all the pups would be sold as soon as they were ready.
This may have been temporary but it was nice all the same.
With both Emily and Tracy out of action it was down to me and Ryan, and because it wasn't the breeding season and the two flocks smaller size meant the two flocks were made into one again, I feel Grace did this to help make our jobs easier.
For the most part I was enjoying my simple and relaxed lifestyle.
Me and Ryan would arrive back at the end of the day
Then one day while we both me and Ryan were doing our jobs when I heard a noise like a faint scream.
If it was loud enough for me to hear it was certainly loud enough for Ryan to hear it.
I walked over to where Ryan sitting.
"Did you hear that Ryan?"
"Yeah what do you think it was?" Ryan replied.
"I don't know but I think we should investigate."
"Ok Paul."
We leave the field and head for the tree line to investigate the strange noise. The truth is this could be anything from a hiker that has had a fall, or a trained killer laying in wait for me.
If there was a danger in there I preferred to face it head on.
We continued to search for the source of the noise after a few more minutes we found it, a injured child that had come off his bike with the small trickle of blood and the fact his isn't moving I can tell he has
cracked his head badly in the fall.
He couldn't have been much older then nine years.
"He's hurt Paul."
"I know, don't move him go and get Grace, and tell her to phone an ambulance."
The second Ryan was gone I started checking him over making sure he was still breathing and looking for other injures, apart from the gash on his head and a few minor cuts and grazes I couldn't see anything worse.
I reach for his neck and stop.
Wait how the hell am I supposed to check his pulse with these canine pads on my paw like hands?
I've got next to no feeling in them, I know what to do, I push my nose up to his neck and wait.
There is a weak pulse and he is still breathing as I can feel his breath on the fine fur around my muzzle, that followed by the odd moan and groan and I know he is still alive, he opened his eyes for second then closed them again. I've got to try and keep him as comfortable as possible until help arrives.
I lay myself over him in attempt to keep him warm. A few minutes later I see Grace and Ryan come running up.
"He's still breathing Grace but he's going to need medic attention."
"I've already called an ambulance they should be here shortly." she said with worry in her voice.
Grace motioned for me to move while she removed her jacket and wrapped it around him, she then checked his pulse and looked over at me and Ryan.
"How is he Grace?" Ryan asked
"I think he's going to be ok, its lucky you two found him when you did." Grace said.
"That's a relief Grace." Ryan said.
We waited in silence for the ambulance to arrive all time Grace constantly checking his breathing and pulse.
About half an hour later we all heard sirens approaching
"I had better go and guide them in, you two wait here and keep an eye on him." Grace said.
Grace came back a few minutes later with two paramedics and they wasted no time going to work, soon they had the child on a stretcher and were carrying him away.
"He's going to be fine miss, looks like you found him just in time." one of the paramedics said.
"I didn't find him my dogs did." Grace replied.
"Well they saved this child's life." he said.
"Right you two if you're through being heroes you can get back to work and watch the flock." Grace commanded
Me and Ryan both nod our answers before leaving to resume our work.
The rest of the day went without incident except for the odd lamb straying too far away, all we could do was wait until the end of the day. As the day wore on the light started to fail, then we heard a whistle I waved over to Ryan and he waved back. Slowly we started guiding the flock home.
The second we walk in we're met by Grace and you could tell she was proud of us.
Later that same night Grace so happy with both me and Ryan for saving that child's life, she said something about a treat.
later on me Ryan and Emily were in the living room while Tracy was busy tending to both litters, Grace brought a DVD in and loaded it into the machine.
"Right you come with me." Grace said while pointing at Emily.
"But why do I have to leave the room?" Emily asked with a very confused look.
"Never mind why quick march now. Enjoy, you two have earned it." Grace said while leaving the room.
I wonder what she meant by that. I watched as the screen flickered on as the video started, before long I saw the opening credits.
Hybrid Frisbee Semi finials, then I saw some different hybrids appear.
oh its a video of some Golden retrievers, greyhounds and Collie hybrids playing in some kind of Frisbee championship.
It took me a while to notice all the hybrids were female.
Cheeky Grace, very cheeky at least I now know why she had left the room, and also why she made sure to take Emily with her.
While watching this I found myself getting turned on by all the jumping and bouncing,.
I look at Ryan and see he's enjoying it as much as I am.
The second I felt a growing in my sheath I quickly changed positions from a canine style sit to a laying down one.
After an hour Grace walked back in with a smile on her face
"Did my two puppies enjoy their treat?" she asked in a seductive voice.
Both me and Ryan nodded our answers trying our best not to show that we were both sporting fair sized erections.
"Here follow me." Grace said.
We follow her out of the room, she leads us to the bathroom where she starts to remove what she is wearing. Are we going to have a bath together? But normally its just me and her, is she going to have Ryan join the fun?
"Excuse me Grace, but what are we doing here?"
"Well Paul that video was only part of your treat, and by the looks of it you both need some help." she replies.
"What treat? A soak?"
"No silly puppy that's what you get after your treat." she replies.
I think I know where this is going, and this is confirmed when Grace takes off her underwear. I look over at Ryan, he is transfixed on Grace's neither lips probably the first time he's ever seen a human pussy.
"You know its rude to stare Ryan." I whisper.
"I've never seen one like that before." he replies in a whisper.
"It what humans have don't worry it works the same." I reply in a whisper.
We both continue to watch Grace as she folds her clothes and get some towels out. She turns around and looks at me and Ryan.
"Ok who's first?" Grace asked.
Ryan just looked at her confused, even tilting his head in a canine fashion, of course I knew what she meant. Looks like its time for some fun.
"Take Ryan first."
"Ok, here boy." she calls to Ryan
Ryan moves gingerly towards Grace, he's probably not sure what's going to happen. I think he'll enjoy himself with Grace I know I always do.
She starts by running her hands through his short fur working her way lower and lower then she carefully grabs his sheath and starts pumping it. The look of shock on Ryan muzzle quickly turns to one of sheer bliss.
Grace releases Ryan's now swelling sheath and lays down on her back fully exposing herself to Ryan, the confused hybrid just looks at her unsure.
"Well what are you waiting for?" Grace says.
"I don't understand, what is it you want Grace?" Ryan replies.
"She wants you to mate with her Ryan."
"WHAT? I'm not sure about this." Ryan said nervously
"Come on doggy, I know you want to." Grace said with lust in her voice.
Ryan takes to four legs and moves forward slowly sniffing the air as he went. I could see Grace slipping a between her legs and parting herself ready.
Still sniffing he sticks his nose right up to Grace's nicely shaved human pussy and inhales deeply, Grace's hand moves to Ryan's head and she starts rubbing his ear.
I hear the lapping of Ryan's tongue against Grace's folds and the pleasurable moans coming from Grace, I also see how she's twitching from the licking. Then all of a sudden Grace pulls Ryan forward by his collar, he's soon laid on top of her and starts thrusting into her.
By the look on the Australian Kelpie's muzzle he must have thought all his birthdays have come at once. I continue to watch Ryan screwing Grace I couldn't held be feel a bit jealous at this, but as far as I know this was the first time he had mated since he had arrived as both bitches were loyal to me.
Emily more so then Tracy, she was loyal to the point where she would attack another hybrid or regular canine just for getting too close to her when she was in season, but she always had a temper it just got worse during her heat.
After a while Ryan starts panting, he obviously doesn't have my stamina or he's inexperienced when it comes to sex, either way he hasn't lasted half as long as I normally do.
Tried he slumps down on to Grace, she looks at me and holds Ryan tight to her chest and rolls over still holding onto Ryan.
Now she's bent over on her hands and knees with Ryan under her, his knot still lodged inside her.
"Come on Paul I have another hole." Grace says with lust in her voice
She can't be serous, I would never have thought Grace to be that way. I look at her presenting her anus to me in an almost canine way.
"Come on doggy." Grace said with the same lust in her voice.
"Ok you asked for it
I take to four legs move myself to her rump, I lick her all the way up her spine this causing Grace to moan. As I slide up onto her back I lick the back of her neck and with my free paw I aim penis directly at her anus.
I start my thrusting but no matter how hard I try I can't penetrate her.
"Paul its no use I'm just too dry. Wait I have an idea." she says
I watch as she puts her hand to her mouth and spits on it, all the while she skilfully balances herself so not to fall on Ryan. Grace starts rubbing her fingers together and then slips her hand behind her anus. I know what she's doing now without a word I try again and slowly sink my length into her.
"Go... on .... Paul.... Take me." Grace said.
Never been one to disappoint I start to take her hard. I feel Ryan's tail wagging happily between my legs and tickling my nuts, enjoying this I clamp my arms around Grace's hips and speed up and isn't long before I shoot my load in her.
"Oh... oh... you stud." Grace says
"Hey you ok up there Paul." Ryan says
"Yeah."
All that was left to do now was wait as both me and Ryan were still stuck to Grace and would be for a while.
I feel Grace and Ryan moving underneath me I think that maybe Ryan's knot has shrunk to the point he can slip out of Grace, but unfortunately I am still rock hard with no danger of that changing any time soon.
Then I see Ryan wiggle from under Grace leaving just me and her tied together. After a few more minutes I feel my knot start to deflate and with one last pull we're free.
"That was amazing. I have never felt anything like that before." Grace says
"I must admit that was the best its ever been."
I look over Ryan curled up licking his sheath clean and I can't help but feel a little jealous as this is something I can't do.
Grace turn her attention to running the bath. After a few minutes she looks over at me.
"Right the bath is ready." Grace says
She takes the time to guide me and Ryan in first then taking care of herself.
I feel the warm water cover my body and instantly relax I look over Ryan and how unsure he looked about it. In fact he looked terrified his ears were plastered to his head and he wouldn't take his eyes off Grace.
"Aw great I forgot the towels, just give me a second." Grace said with frustrated in her voice.
Grace got out of the bath and walked over to the cabinet, it was at this point I noticed how scared Ryan was.
"What's the matter Ryan?"
"Its nothing Paul." was Ryan's fearful reply.
"Come on we're friends, you can tell me anything."
"Its just that my first master said he should have drowned me when he got the chance." Ryan says in sad tone.
"Don't tell me you're afraid Grace would do that."
"What are you two talking about?" Grace asked while getting back in the bath.
"Ryan's scared you're going to drown him."
"Why on Earth would he think such a thing?" Grace asked with confusion in her voice.
"Maybe because his old master threatened to drown him."
"Is that true Ryan?" Grace asked the terrified Kelpie
The Australian Kelpie just nods his answer like he's afraid to actually say it. I feel sorry for Ryan as he has a real nice personality and no matter what that bastard did to him he never turned.
At least now he wasn't getting beatings, the worst thing that would happened when Grace had a drink was some fun and games in the bedroom, which in itself was rare was as she liked to keep a clear head at all times, anyway we didn't need alcohol for such things.
I watch as Grace pulls Ryan over to her and holds him caring and comforting way.
"Nobody will hurt you Ryan, I promise." Grace says while still holding on to Ryan.
Grace was a very caring person and our welfare really mattered to her, and that was one of the things I liked most about her.
You really had no choice but to respect and admire her, it was no wonder I was having second thoughts about going back with the life I now had.
A few days later it was night time we're all in the living room enjoying the peaceful evening. Grace had her feet up, me and Tracy are laid down by the fire, the puppies are doing the same, I can just see Emily curled around with her head between her legs tending to her hygiene in a very canine way.
That's when Ryan starts edging his way closer and closer until he's hovering really close to Emily, probably trying to see if he can get a sneaky sniff or lick in, ever since that threesome me and Ryan had with Grace he's gotten a lot bolder.
But Ryan did have a bit of a tail hole fetish so you never really knew what hole he was going for.
All of a sudden Emily turns around and snaps at him in an incredibly vicious way that sends him yelping out of the room.
That's when Grace gets up and walks over to where Emily is laid and picks her up by the scruff of the neck and holds like that staring her down with her nose only inches from Emily's
"Right missy we'll have none of that!" Grace says in a very angry tone.
"Let me go!" she replies in an equally angry tone.
"No, I'm sick of your temper. And I'm not letting you go until you can behave yourself." Grace answers.
Just then without warning Emily sticks her tongue out and licks Grace across the lips and most likely inside her mouth as she's still talking at the time, this causing Grace to release her and cover her mouth.
I see Grace wiping her lips and I could hear her spitting in an attempt to clean her mouth.
"That's disgusting Emily!" Grace says while wiping her mouth.
"It gets worse, what was I doing with my tongue a few minutes ago?" Emily says with a canine laugh.
That's when Grace runs out of the room shortly after I hear the water running and Grace retching.
I guess she must be washing her mouth out.
Emily has a real mean streak in her and she can be evil when she wants to be.
Days pass and work continues as it never seems to stop for long. It had been a hard morning and I swear it was getting hotter, but Grace said we take the afternoon off.
This was normal as during the week Grace would always give us a half day or two off to relax, she would keep the sheep in the pens where they were safe and we could spend the afternoon doing pretty much what we wanted.
There was a small garden that Grace had near the house, it was her place to unwind. It was nothing fancy just a few plants a pebble pool, a bench and a patch of nicely trimmed grass, it wasn't much bigger then a children's playground, but it was my and the collie bitches favourite place for lounging on a hot day.
There was rules of course, no digging, no marking, and no eating the plants or drinking out of the pebble pool. But apart from that we could use it.
I laid down on my back with my legs splayed canine style, Tracy, Emily and all the pups were out with us exploring their surroundings, Grace even had Greg playing near by with his toys.
I was enjoying the peace until I noticed something blocking the sun, I look up and see Ryan standing over me with a large rubber chewing ring in his jaws and his tail wagging.
I hear him trying to talk with the ring still in his mouth, I know exactly what he wants and its too hot for that.
"No Ryan its too hot, I'm already sweating like a fat man on a treadmill."
He takes the ring out his mouth and holds it in his paws.
"Please Paul." he said with his tail still wagging.
"No, go bother Tracy and Emily, maybe they want to play."
"Their busy with the pups and Greg, come on Paul." he asked almost pleading.
"Ok you overgrown pup, I know I won't get any peace until I agree."
With that said Ryan puts the ring back in his mouth and takes to four legs his tail still wagging furiously.
I roll over onto four legs and take position facing him
"Ok you ready?"
He nods his answer not releasing the ring for a second, I clamp my jaws around the opposite of the ring and the tug of war begins.
After a few minutes I let go allowing him to win this little game.
"Ok.... You...win.. Ryan."
"Thanks Paul." he replied
I lay back down and no sooner then I have closed my eyes then Greg starts pulling on me.
I couldn't lose my temper with him as he was still a baby, well more of a toddler now. He seemed to have inherited his mothers growth, at this rate he will be full grown in less then three quarters the time it takes a normal human child.
I laid there as he pulled and prodded at me as all children do until he went off to do something else, I continued to watch him, and the more I did the more I couldn't help thinking about his future.
It was unknown territory with Greg, I mean he had a few hybrid features like the lump of skin that formed a stubby tail, thank god Grace was going to have it removed once he was old enough. And his eyes that were a perfect copy of Emily's and now that his teeth were starting to come through that were very canine looking. But the rest of him was very human looking, with a few small changes nobody would every know.
Nearly a year had passed since Tracy and Emily had given birth and all the pups except two had been sold, Grace decided to keep one pup from each bitches litter, something to do with her plan for expanding the farm.
One of the smallest males from Tracy's litter, not that she had much choice as Tracy's litter was all boys, and a female from Emily's litter.
Well she was the only female from Emily's litter, and it was more than likely to keep the balance of three males and three females plus she was a runt so that was probably the main reason for it.
She named the male Eric and the female Jessica
A few weeks later after the working day was over Grace called us into the kitchen and Emily is the first to notice there's no dog bowls ready.
"Where's my, err... I mean our dinner?" she asked quickly correcting herself.
"I'm tried of preparing and cleaning four bowls at a time. And when the pups are older it will be six and that's just too much. So I'm going to feed you all out this to save time and washing up"
That's when Grace pulls out what looks like a casserole dish but she's filled with dog food and table scraps.
"You four will eat out of this from now on, but you and Ryan will have to wait a few minutes until Tracy and Paul have had some first." Grace said.
"Why do they get to eat first?" Emily asked in a annoyed tone.
"Because you two are much faster eaters and would have gulped half of it down before they've had three mouth full's. I've got to be fair Emily and there's plenty for all. " Grace answered.
Just a year ago this would have been revolted and this would have seriously bothered me, but after living this life for well over two years it just doesn't any more.
When I first got here I couldn't wait to leave, I used to check the newspaper every week, then it was every two weeks then every month now its when I can be bothered.
I know from the last time I checked it still wasn't safe to try and leave, of course with Grace using all the newspaper she could find for the puppies I had to be quick anyway.
Grace places the large dish down in front in of me and Tracy and we looked at her for minute.
"Go on its ok." she said.
Both me and Tracy take to four legs and approach the dish, she takes the left and I take the right side and we bury our muzzles in and start eating at our normal pace.
Grace just stands there watching us for a few minutes before she looks at Ryan and Emily.
"Emily, Ryan you can start now."
With that said the two of them rush us sticking their muzzles in the opposite side of the dish and greedily start wolfing down as much as they could.
Muzzles and tongues met inside the dish, it was an enjoyable and a highly erotic experience to say the least.
After dinner Grace pulled me to one side, the concerned look on her face had me a little worried.
She kneels down slightly so she's more level with me.
"Paul I've got something to tell you, do you remember that day at the market when that man walked up to us and asked in you were available to stud?"
"Yes I do, what about it?"
"Well I've been talking to him, he's called Alfred and he still wants you to mate with his dog .It would mean a lot to me if you would do this, and remember I did lose money by not selling all the puppies."
I remember how happy it made Emily and especially Tracy to keep one pup from their litters.
Aw hell I couldn't take that away from them.
"Ok I'll do it."
"Excellent I'll call Alfred and set up a date." she replies.
What I didn't was Grace had been in contact with him since that day at the sheep market apparently he owned a few farms the smallest was around the same size as this one.
A couple of days later I was doing my job in the field when I saw a sports car pull up outside the house.
I couldn't make out the driver at this distance but I could tell he was male, that's when the house door opens and Grace walks out.
She waves me over I walk over and do as she wants, the second I'm close enough she pulls out a muzzle and I just look at her.
"Look you have to wear it." Grace says in neutral tone.
"Ok."
"Good Boy Paul. And here Alfred I've signed the paperwork." Grace says while handing him the papers.
The truth is the only reason I was going along with this was for Tracy and Emily but mainly for Tracy.
It was the only way to make up for the loss of not selling all the pups from both bitches last litters, Grace had kept a pup from each of their litters, this pleased Tracy as the old girl was going to be a mother all other again raising the single male pup Grace had picked out from the others in the litter.
Emily was going to be doing the same with the single female pup Grace had chosen from her litter.
Once I'm muzzled and there's no danger of me biting the other hybrid I see Alfred move to the passenger side of his car and open the door.
I see a female rough collie hybrid been helped out of the car I noticed she is wearing a light blue dress, it wasn't often you saw a hybrid wearing clothes, but from what I could see of her fur the brown parts looked like golden honey and the white parts was brighter then new fallen snow, if Lassie had a better looking sister she was it.
"Come on Jeana." he commanded.
She looks at me for a second and sniffs the air before looking back at Alfred.
"Go on make friends with him he's not going to hurt you." he says in a reassuring tone.
"But he's dirty and smelly, I want to go home." she says in a meek voice.
The bitch! I was a little offended at that comment, I sure as hell wasn't happy with the situation either and if I could talk I would tell her that.
But the tight grip Grace has on me, and this stupid muzzle is preventing that.
I could tell Grace knew I was unhappy by the way she tighten her grip on me.
"That because he's a working sheepdog Jeana. Just walk up to him" Alfred replies.
"I don't want to." she says while backing away.
"Please bare with me as my wife has babied her to the point where she thinks she is her child. "
"Its no problem Alfred take as long as you need." Grace says.
"Look you're going to stop being a bad dog and do as you're told or I will take you over knee in front them, you got it."
I can tell she is nervous be the way she is hiding behind Alfred and her general body language.
Once we were inside he sat down all the time Jeana staying close by his side
"So when do we start this?" he asked.
"You get her ready and I'll deal with Paul." Grace relied.
I watched as Alfred stood up holding on to Jeana as he started to lift her dress up all the time Jeana trying to hold it down with her paws reluctant to be undressed .
"Please daddy no." Jeana pleads.
"Look we talked about this Jeana ." he replied.
"Not in front of them." she begs
Alfred ignored her cries and continued lifting and pulling her dress up over her all the while she struggles to stop him.
The second he had removed her dress she moves her arms to cover herself, I just look at her and what she's still wearing and that is a white bra and panties covered in little pink bones.
God he wasn't joking when he said his wife had spoilt her rotten, at this point Jeana is still trying to cover herself while Alfred folds the dress he has just removed, and Grace is still keeping a very firm grip on me.
"Come on Jeana lets get you out of those things." Alfred says in calm voice
"I don't want to, please don't make me." she replies in a whiney voice.
He moves closer placing his hands on her underwear in an attempt to pull them down, but Jeana is holding on to them very tightly almost as if she's holding on to them for dear life.
The way Jeana is fighting being stripped naked is strange, I have never seen a hybrid with modesty before the very sight is comical to say the least. At this point Alfred backs off a little.
"Ok this isn't working." he says in a neutral tone.
"Do you need a hand over there?" Grace asked.
"No, she's just being stubborn that's all." he replies.
With that said he moves his position behind her and with one swift move has undone her bra and removed it.
Her breasts at this point are fully exposed for a second, the gasp of shock leaving the collie bitch's lips followed by her rushing to cover her naked breasts.
I found the whole thing strangely erotic, and I was smiling behind the muzzle that I was forced to wear.
Just then without warning he unclips the velcro tag above her tail on the back of the panties, and with another swift move pulls then down to her feet in one go, and for a split second her lower half is uncovered before she realizes and quickly attempts to cover herself again.
There she is covering her upper half with her canine like arms and her lower half is covered by her thick collie tail which is firmly stuck between her legs.
Alfred flicks her behind the ear, this getting him her undivided attention.
"Now if you have done performing and showing me up you can do as you're told ." Alfred says in a much harsher tone.
I could tell that Grace wasn't happy with any of this and neither was I.
"Look if she's that set against its she's obviously not ready. We should really just leave it." Grace said in her typical kind manner.
"Oh she's ready all right, should I tell them what I caught you doing last week in my study Jeana?"
Her ears fold flat at the last sentence, I can only take a guess at what she doing but I had a very good idea.
I was starting to feel a little sorry for this brat of a collie bitch.
"The problem is Grace she has been treated as a human all her life and she's not at all happy at being treated like a dog for once. Its my fault for letting my wife indulge her as much as she has." he says in a calm but firm tone.
After what I went through I can certainly relate to that.
As by magic Jeana stands very still and not covering her self with her arms anymore, but her tail is still firmly stuck between her legs.
Alfred guides her to floor and soon she is standing on four legs like a true canine.
He rubs her back and neck until she has relaxed.
"We're ready now Grace you can't bring him over."
"Ok." she replies.
Grace gives my a collar a light pull guiding me over to her, of course Jeana didn't need to wear a muzzle as Alfred was more then capable of holding her.
And if she turned he was the only one that could get bitten so it was his risk alone.
But I was close enough to bite both of them and Alfred wasn't willing to take that chance with either Jeana or himself.
He then takes hold of Jeana's tail lifting it up out of the way giving me a clear view of her anus and vulva.
I noticed it was puffed up like a balloon, way more then either Emily's or Tracy's had ever been.
I also noticed she was closed. Tracy had spent some time telling me about this, when a bitch's vulva was closed in other word not slightly parted it meant she was a virgin, but if the lips were even slightly parted it meant she wasn't, but no she is good and tight.
Grace still holding on guides me over to her, at this point I take to four legs and moving closer I press my nose under her tail nuzzling her most private of areas.
The muzzle preventing me doing anything else but I can still feel the warmth she is giving off, and the twitching and fidgeting she is doing.
"Hold still Jeana."
"But daddy he is..." she replied
"Enough." he said in strict tone.
The bitch stops her moaning and settles down but there's a bad smell now lingering, that's when I realize this bitch was so scared she dumped her anal glands.
I turn my head and look behind myself at Grace and by the way she's wrinkling her nose I can tell she smells it too, but she doesn't stop guiding me into position probably trying to get this over with as quickly as possible.
With Grace still holding on to my collar with one hand, and patting my side with the other I move my head up on to her back and slowly grabbing her by the hips shifting my position.
Inching my way forward trying my best to be as gentle as possible not that this whiney bitch deserved it.
I noticed she smelt of strawberries and the nice smell was coming from her fur, it must have been the shampoo she was washed in or some kind of perfume.
I felt my tip touching her entrance, this is killing me as the swelling in my sheath starts to hurt if I didn't get a release soon I would be stuck like that for an hour, I've held off as long as I can now I have no choice but to bury my knot in her.
I thrust myself forward a few times until I hit my mark and feel her soft folds start to engulf my needy penis, I then throw myself forward coursing her to yelp then whine all the time Alfred swears then starts talking to her softly, I speed up my thrusting all the while I can feel my rapidly growing knot starting to lock us together.
And with one last good thrust we are tied but I continue to hump gently into her until I can't any more.
Spent I lay flat against her back with all of my weigh on her.
Afterwards I wasn't sure if she had been so reluctant because she was uncomfortable with the act its self, or because she was embarrassed and unsure about it as it was her first time, or even just because she was shy.
Whatever the reason I felt really shitty, it was like I had raped her but we were both victims as I didn't want to have sex either but I wasn't in a position to say no and neither was Grace after she had signed that contract.
"So that's the first mating over with Grace I'll phone you to schedule the next one." he says while holding his hand.
Jeana must have bit him that's why he swore and why he's holding his hand now
"Are you sure you want to given how Jeana was behaving? What happened to your hand?" Grace asked
"That's nothing she nipped me. I have being giving that some thought, me and my wife will be away for a few days so they won't be anybody to bring Jeana here. So it will have to be a breeding kennel. It shouldn't take more then half a day" he says
"Its up to you but I do have a condition." Grace says with a smile.
"What is it?" Alfred asks
"That I get one of the pups for myself."
"Ok done."
Grace had surprised me when she negotiated with Alfred to not only let her have one of the pups for free but to also have the pick of the litter. But it wasn't like she could have said no after she had signed that contract.
I thought she said she didn't have the space for any more dogs, with me Tracy and Emily, Ryan and the two new pups Eric and Jessica that was six.
She must want the pup for another reason maybe one of her family or friends was after a pup, and rough collie hybrids were a lot more rare then border collie hybrids.
After he had left Grace praised me, she knew I didn't want to do it and that I found some of the restrictions difficult to say the least.
Also she knew the reason why I agreed without a fight. But there was one thing I had to ask her.
"Grace if you don't mind me asking, why do you want another puppy?"
"Well Paul I have been looking into expanding the farm for some time now and I'll need more dogs.
And to be fair I'm not happy with breeding you like this, I'm even less happy at using one of those kennels but with nobody available to bring Jeana here it's a necessary evil. Plus I have signed a contract promising him four mating sessions, and there is no way of me getting out of it. Also we need to keep Alfred sweet after all I'm going to need a friend like him if I'm going to succeed at this." she answers.
It makes sense, but why dose she want another puppy? And with the way Emily keeps popping them out why would she go to the trouble of getting one from another dog?
"But you already have Ryan and the two new puppies why would you want another?"
"True. Here let me show you something."
We walk to the door and outside then Grace point to something in the distance.
"You see that field over there?"
"Yes."
"I own it now." Grace replies.
I look at the field in the distance that must be nearly half size of this farm. Its no wonder she needs more dogs.
Emily greets me with the typical happy look but backs off after sniffing me, then her ears fold back and her tail sticks directly up twitching slightly, her teeth now showing in a snarl and the fur on the back of neck is also sticking up.
I back off a little trying to give her a little room, I haven't seen her this angry towards me in years.
"YOU BASTARD. HOW COULD YOU MATE WITH ANOTHER BITCH? AREN'T I GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU ANY MORE?" she spits at me
"Its not like that Emily."
"DON'T YOU FUCKING LIE TO ME. YOU HAD BOTH ME AND TRACY AND IT WASN'T ENOUGH FOR YOU."
Without warning she lunges for me teeth fully bared. The next thing I know I'm pinned on my back with the angry bitch on top me with her jaw locked tightly around my throat, I was half afraid to move, but I didn't want to risk fighting back in case I hurt her.
That's when I felt a warm sensation on my lower half and smelt the strong smell of urine, don't say I pissed myself in fear, but wait the wetness is in the wrong place.
That's when I realized Emily had purposely pissed on me in some show of canine dominance.
I see Grace, Tracy and Ryan come running over, just then Emily releasers her grip on me.
"You're mine, and now I have marked you as so." Emily says in a snarl.
"WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU DOING?" Grace shouted
"He's been screwing some new bitch and I have just put him is his place." Emily replied.
Grace slaps her hard across the muzzle and pulls her back by the neck making sure not to get bitten by the pissed off bitch.
"PAUL DID THAT FOR YOU AND TRACY! SO YOU COULD KEEP THE TWO PUPS!" Grace angrily shouts while shaking Emily.
Emily calms down a little but Grace doesn't loosen her grip for a second.
"He didn't want to do it. And if it wasn't for those puppies you would be sleeping outside tonight where you belong. But you are going to be punished for your nasty behaviour mark my words" Grace commended the last part.
Later that same night Grace was making a fuss of me and so was Tracy, Tracy even thanked me for going through with that mating for her and Emily.
Ryan was staying close by and so was the pups, but Emily was keeping her distance and wearing the same muzzle I was earlier as Grace wouldn't even let her in the house without it, but it wasn't going to be for only an hour or two from what Grace said. She mentioned something about how she would be wearing it all night and probably all tomorrow as well.
A few days later and Emily is still feeling guilty about what she did, she would even fold her ears flat against her head and tuck her tail between her legs and quietly walk away in shame every time she saw me.
I wasn't mad at her, no matter what she did I couldn't hate her.
This was also the day that I had to go to the kennels. And how I have looking forward to been poked, prodded and to have a bunch of perv's watching, not to mention I get to see that spoilt brat of a collie again, but there was no way out of it as Grace had signed a legal document and she would be facing a lawsuit if she backed out.
Still it was for a good cause, and its not the worse thing I have had to endure.
At least I got to have a nice relaxing bath this morning with Grace, it must have been her way of softening the blow, although now I am fluffed up and look a lot like a giant stuffed toy, and I also happen to smell like lavender from the shampoo she used on me.
We spent another hour or so getting ready then Grace guided me out to her car and strapped me in.
I knew everything would be ok while I was gone, and this would only take a few hours.
And Grace had Tracy watch the pups and Greg while she was dropping me off, Emily was still in Grace's bad books plus she was still a little pissed off with the idea of me being with another hybrid, but at least she understood why and wasn't going to attack me again.
The drive was a short one as the kennel was only in the next town.
"It won't be that bad, and it will be over soon Paul."
I look over to Grace and see that warm smile of hers.
"I know, thank you Grace."
The truth is I wasn't happy about doing this with all those people watching, and the fact I wasn't doing this with either Tracy or Emily but it would only be for a few hours.
We pull up outside the kennels, it was a large gray building that looked as old police station.
Two men wearing nice uniforms walked up as Grace was opening the door for me.
"I know you don't want to do this but please behave yourself." Grace says.
"You have my word."
"That's all I ask." She replies giving my ear a rub.
Grace talks to the two men before waving goodbye to me, the two of them guide me inside past the reception and into the back room.
I see row after row of cages I felt like an inmate on death row, I hope those two appreciate this because I feel like a prostitute being used like this.
As I am led to an empty cage one of them gently pushes my inside, then I hear the door slam behind me and I know that I am going no where.
I look through the bars of the door and see Jeana in one of the cages at the other end of the room I could tell it was her as she was the only rough collie there. I can't be bothered looking at her she I rest my head and try think about other things.
After a while I notice a black and white husky bitch in the next cage to me but what really stands out is the fact she is nursing a litter of mostly gray and white husky pups.
Then I notice something really strange, all the pups have plantigrade legs much like a human dose and not the canine style digigrade legs like hybrids usually had, even the older husky bitch that was nursing the pups had normal hybrid legs.
The husky bitch looks at me for a second smiling a canine smile with her tail wagging.
"Hello what's your name?"
"Matilda uncut Gem stone is my full kennel name, but everyone calls me Gem. What's yours?." she asked.
"Paul, but I don't know my kennel name. Nice looking puppies you have there."
"Yes their my first litter, this one is Sasha and this is Olivia and the last one is Evan the only male in my litter." Gem says while the pups suckle from her.
"I bet you can't wait to go home."
"This is my home, I live at the kennels." she replied.
I felt sorry for her as I had a home and a family, while all she had was four walls and she was probably used as a puppy making machine.
People can be so cruel I would like to lock those responsible up and make them live this life see how they would like it.
"I'm sorry I didn't know."
"Why I have a good life here. I feel sorry for you having to work long hours tending to sheep." Gem answers.
"How did you know that I work with sheep?"
"I overheard some of the kennel working talking while cleaning out that cage, something about a sheepdog being bred." she replied.
I look at the husky bitch and her litter
"If you don't mind me asking, how come your pups have different rear legs to you?"
"They have been specially bred for some project, something about making stronger sled dogs that can pull more weight." Gem replies.
I remember reading about this years ago, a scientist said if hybrids could be made fully bipedal it could increase the amount of weight they could pull and lift making them far better workers.
Now I'm curious, and I've just got to ask.
"How dose that work Gem?"
"How dose what work?" she asked
"How do they make a normal hybrid give birth to these special puppies?"
"I'm not really sure, I was taken to a lab where they artificially inseminated me, that must be how they did it." Gem replies.
That sickens me how they have violated this husky just to make new and improved hybrids, and what makes it worse she's not bothered by this.
Just then I see another collie brought in, from the look it's a male border collie.
The kennel worker guides him into the cage next to mine, I can help but get the feeling I have seen him somewhere before.
He looks at me and sniffs in my direction.
"Do I know you?" he says in a soft voice.
"I don't think so."
"I never forget a scent and I know yours for somewhere." he says
"I really don't think so."
"Turn around and let me get a good smell of you." the strange collie says
"I would rather not."
"Suit yourself, but I'm sure I know you from somewhere." he replies.
If this is his way of trying to chat me up he's shit out of luck as I'm straight with no danger of changing, if he's a little funny that way I'll have to watch my back around him, thank god we're in separate cages.
I look at the border collie male with suspicion and that's when I notice he is wearing a tracking collar. Now I know where I know him from, he was the cleaner from the hotel, the one that bumped into me and couldn't say he was sorry enough.
God the last time I saw him I was still human, in fact it was just before I did that last job and ended up on everyone's shit list and was forced to go into hiding.
I decide to try and change the subject away from the past and my rear end.
"What are you here for?"
"Probably the same thing you are." he replies.
"Oh of course you're here to get your end away."
"Something like that. Well see that little cutie over there?" he says while pointing across the room to another set of cages one holding another border collie.
"Yeah."
"I'm going to be mating with her later." he says with a smug look.
I see that as bragging and I have never been one to back down, and I do love a good pissing contest as I usually win.
"See that rough collie over there? That's who I've got."
"Wow she's pretty, best of luck." he says in an happy cheerful tone.
I still wasn't happy with the situation but it was unavoidable and the puppies brought so much happiness to the two collie bitches, so it was worth a little discomfort and embarrassment for them.
Ten minutes pass and a man in lime green clothes walks up the cage I am in. I see he has a muzzle and a choke chain in his hand, I noticed them while he was busy reading the chart on the door and mumbling to himself, not that he really makes much of an effort to hide them.
"Ok it says here your name is Paul and that you are to be bred once this morning at nine and again at two to a rough collie hybrid bitch named Jeana, it also say you're in breeding room three. Are you going to make this easy or hard?" he says
"Easy, I don't want to cause any trouble."
"Good boy." he says
He opens the door and reaches inside before walking in, I just stand there and let him do his job.
I feel the muzzle being tightened and the chain placed around my neck, he gives me a gentle pull and I follow him out.
We walk past many rooms until we reach a blue door with a number three on it.
Once inside I see another man holding on to Jeana, no sooner then I see her he tightens his grip on me probably expecting me to jump at the bitch and take her in a frenzy of heated sex, but no I just lay down and let out a very canine yawn comply uninterested in her.
"I think this dog is a dud." the other man said.
"No he's just young." the man next to me said in my defence.
Cheeky bastard calling me a dud, I would like to see him perform in this environment, and to a crowd.
But no I won't lose temper over it he's not worth it.
"Well give him a hand then." the other man said
"Alrighty then." he replies.
What did he mean by giving me a hand? I hear the snap of a rubber glove, I don't want to even look behind me at where the sound came from.
The next thing I know there is a hand underneath me working my sheath.
I struggle against it at first until I feel the usual swelling start.
If I leave it and my knot gets trapped inside my sheath it will be pure agony and I would be stuck like that until it went down.
"I think he's ready now, how's the bitch?" the man holding on to me says.
"She's ready, I can get three fingers in her." he replies.
I see her tail flagging and the glistening of her canine mound, by the look of it her need must be as great as mine.
I slowly move forward walking on four legs like a true quadruped all the while the man next to me kept a very tight grip.
I press my nose up to her mound I can feel the warmth she's giving off even thought the muzzle, I then move forward and slip myself onto her back I try my best to ignore the lewd comments the two kennel workers are making.
I start my thrusting being as gentle as I don't want to hurt Jeana, then without warring she starts bucking backwards onto my penis. This surprises me so I speed up, its not long before I hit my peak and release my load in her.
Afterward I nuzzle her behind the ear as a friendly gesture which causes her to let out a happy groan.
In fear I may be too heavy for her so I step off of her and reposition myself, my knot still holding us together we stand back to back like tied canines do.
After a while of just standing there waiting, I hear her mumble something but I can make it out.
"I think she's worn him out." one of the men said
I let out a growl at that comment but I can't really do anything else about it. Then it hit me, I had let too much slip. I had forgotten who I was, or who I used to be.
Once I was free the same man that brought in took me back to the same cage to wait for the next session.
The hours went by quickly and nobody disturbed me as I rested, even the hybrids in the other cages left me alone.
Then he came back in.
"Are you ready for round two boy?"
"Like hell I am."
"I have a job to do whether you like it or not."
He walks away and comes back with a long poll with a noose on the end of it. Oh god I know what that thing is, and what its used for.
The next thing I know he has the device around my neck and I'm being pulled along by it.
"Look you may not be happy with this, but things would go a lot better if you stopped fighting it."
I just mumble my response and continue to pull against him until he stops in the corridor talking to someone, then without warring I feel a pinch in my lower back and see the other person backing away with a empty syringe in his hand.
"Just to give you a little help boy." The unknown man said.
"Come on we had better get you back in there quick."
Did he just give me an aphrodisiac? After a short while I'm dragged back to same room as before. I see Jeana at the opposite side being held steady by the same man as earlier, she looks happy to see me but then her expression changes from a happy to a more sad one.
Its then I feel another pair of hands from an unknown person touching me and squeezing my sheath rather painfully as I'm still a little tender from the last time.
I feel myself starting to get hard again, To make matters worse I can't see this person as I'm being held in a headlock.
"I've never seen a hybrid this unwilling to mate before, normally we have to hold them back." says an unknown male voice.
"Enough of the chit chat if we don't get these two making puppies we don't get paid." said another unknown voice.
As I am manhandled across the room, I mumble my protest and fight against them as I'm dragged onto Jeana's back, while I'm being positioned one of them grabs my sheath pulling the skin down and aiming it at her vulva I struggle against them as I'm forced to have sex with her.
That's when I feel my tail being lifted and something cold being smeared on my anus, at this point I dread to think what's coming next. I soon get my answer as something long and hard is pushed into my tail hole.
I do my best to fight back but with at least two people holding me in this compromising position its impossible.
"Right that's the probe inserted, you can switch it on when you're ready." says one of the voices.
"Ok, keep you fingers clear." says another voice.
That's when I felt the device in my anus start to get warm, at the same time I felt my penis start to swell and I can help but start to thrust into her.
After a few minutes I came into her and I came hard, tired and sore I collapsed onto Jeana's back, I could feel her soft fur against mine and hear her soft panting.
About an hour later I was back in the same cage laid back staring at the ceiling thinking.
It felt like I had been raped and to make matters worse what they did was perfectly legal as there was no law against it. When it came to hybrids breeding was big business and sadly there were less laws protecting hybrids then ordinary animals, maybe I should tell them my true origins. No that would be a silly move that could cost me my life.
Later that day when Grace came to pick me up I was feeling sore in more places then one, but I couldn't complain from what I saw it had been a lot worse for Jeana.
In the car there was a silence as we left Grace kept looking at me.
"We missed you back home." Grace says
I don't bother answering her.
"How are you Paul, you feeling alright boy?" she asked.
"I was poked, prodded and violated just for the sake of money. So no I'm not alright. And no I don't want to talk about it thank you.
The drive home was quiet, Grace knew I wasn't in a good mood. I was displeased with her for putting me through that but I was more angry for standing by and allowing myself to be put through that.
A few days later the phone rang and Grace answered it.
The truth is I had lost a lot of respect for her over this, even though she had given me some space and didn't try to force the issue and I wasn't ready to forgive.
"Well its up to you, but I must admit I don't like using those places either."
"Right so its settled then."
Grace put the phone down and walked over to me and kneeled next to me, she started rubbing the back of my neck in a soothing way.
"I just spoke to Alfred and he's not happy to put Jeana thought that again, so it looks you won't be going back to that place."
I just roll onto my other side facing away from her.
"Please talk to me, its been days don't tell me you're still upset?"
"Upset? upset? No upset is when someone steps on my tail, this goes beyond upset."
"Look Paul I'm sorry I really am, and I promise I will never put you in that position again."
I turn around and face her
"You promise?"
"I do Paul. There's nothing more important to me then your happiness."
No sooner that she's said that Grace pulls me close to her breasts hugging me. I just can stay mad at her, and after all its not like I have a bad life here.
A few days later I walk into the bedroom and Tracy and Emily are humping each other, but not doggy style but in the same position humans would be doing it.
I was hypnotized by the sight, Tracy is laid on the bottom with Emily on top of her doing most of the work.
I continued to watch as they were grinding their lower halves against each other and kissing or licking each others muzzle passionately, it was a strangely erotic sight even if it was wrong.
I suppose I was partly to blame for this as lately I was busy mating with Jeana, and when I wasn't doing her I was having sex with Grace so the two bitches needs weren't getting met. Still its how they were when it came to sex, really they both behaved pretty much like ordinary dogs.
Emily turns her head and looks over at me for a second.
"Either join in or go away." Emily demands.
"Ok, hold on to something."
I throw myself at the two collies joining in the fun, I started on Tracy's or maybe Emily's breasts, at this close range it was impossible to tell the two apart.
I quickly moved on to their more interment areas in long slow licks all the while the two of them embrace and nuzzle each other in a lustful way, to look at Tracy and Emily you would never guess they were mother and daughter.
That's when I have the idea to try something new, I move myself directly behind Tracy's or possibly Emily's rump and moving the tail out of the way and I start licking the bitches anus, slowly running my tongue over the small orifice. I hear the moans and groans coming from the bitch I'm pleasuring all the while her wagging tail is slapping me across the muzzle.
Tracy and Emily are still humping each other furiously I grab the nearest bitch and clamp my arms around her hips and start some humping of my own. Before long it's a collie sandwich and I don't even know which bitch I've penetrated but that doesn't slow me down, all the growls and moans just encourage to give it my all.
Afterwards I laid in the afterglow of our lovemaking with both bitches cuddling up either side of me contented they rested their muzzles on my chest.
I knew when it came to sex both dogs tended to swing both ways, I wasn't sure if it was normal canine behaviour or if the two bitches were bisexual, either way it was fun to watch and even more fun to join in.
A few weeks later and Grace receives a phone call, I can't quite make out what she is saying but by the smile on her face I don't think its anything bad.
Grace places the phone down and sits back down in her favourite chair, she looks at me and pats her knee.
I move forward and place my head there.
"Good news boy, Jeana is pregnant."
"What?"
"Yeah I just got off the phone with Alfred, he took her to vets today and he's confirmed it."
"Dose he know how many yet?
"No, I'm afraid its to early to tell."
Looks like Jeana's going to be a mother, I'm not sure if she's ready for puppies as mentally she's still pretty much a puppy herself, but I'm sure she'll pick up basics soon enough after all Emily did.
More time passers, and me and Grace are driving to Alfred's house to pick up the pup, I don't know why Grace wanted me with her.
Normally you had to wait longer then six months after the pups were born before a hybrid pup was ready to leave its mother, but with Emily still producing milk from her latest litter and Grace worried about the pup ending up a spoilt brat like its mother, she managed to convince Alfred it would be fine.
Also there was a much greater chance of the pup been accepted by the others the younger it was.
Once we arrived at the house, and I use the term house loosely as this place was more like a mansion or a small palace.
We are met at the door by Alfred, with the look of this place I half expected a butler to greet us.
"Its good to see you again Grace. I didn't know you was going to bring your dog."
"Why, is that a problem?" Grace asks.
"I just don't want any trouble." he replies.
"Paul is very well behaved, and you have my word he won't do anything." Grace says.
With that said he starts to guide us in when Grace stops me and pulls a tissue out of her handbag and begins to wipe my paws, I have to grab onto her for support as canine paws don't have the wide surface area of human feet.
Sometimes its hard enough just walking on two legs with the digigrade legs and small canine paws, it was a real balancing act at times to say the least, but of course the tail helped with counter balance a little.
While walking through the house I was taking note of the shear size of it and the expensive way its been decorated, I never knew farming could be so profitable.
I mean in my profession I had money flooding in but I could never really enjoy it as sooner or later I would have to pack up and run, usually I would end up hiding after a job hence my current situation.
"Ok she's right through here." Alfred says.
That's when I see Jeana laid in a corner wearing just a pair of plain underwear and a baggy shirt.
Then I see them, the four most perfect little rough collie hybrid puppies I have ever seen.
Grace moves closer to get a better look and Jeana gives her a warning growl.
"You behave yourself girl Grace is giving one of you puppies a nice new home." Alfred said in a commanding tone.
The bitches growl turns to a small whimper.
Grace looked at all the puppies picking every one of them up in turn and checking them over trying to decide which one to have.
Grace picks up the last of the puppies examining it and looking at the markings of this one pup very closely.
While holding this one pup, which happens to be one of the largest and nosiest in the litter Grace just looks at me and smiles.
"I'll take this one." Grace says.
Alfred walks over and lefts the pups tail more them likely checking the gender of the puppy.
"Ah its a bitch. Ok I'll sign the ownerships over to you and you can take her, but don't forget she needs her injections soon and you will have to register her when you come up with a name." he replies.
"I can manage that." Grace answers.
"What are you going to call her?"
"Good question Paul."
Grace still holding the puppy lifts and holds her level with her face, she looks at the small fuzz ball squeaking in her hands before smiling that lovely warm smile she had.
"Jenny. She looks like a Jenny to me Paul."
"If you say so."
After Grace signed all the necessary paperwork she handed me the squirming pup, she seemed far more interested in trying to bite me, well gumming me as her teeth haven't come through yet.
Anyway she wanted to be nuisance instead of behaving herself like most puppies do, and I had the lovely job of trying to control her.
Afterwards Grace and Alfred shake hands and say their goodbyes, as me Grace approach her car she stops and looks at me.
"Do you think you can handle her? If not we can put her in the back." Grace says.
"I think I can manage one puppy."
"Ok." Grace replies.
Grace helps me into the passenger seat and straps me in while I hold on to Jenny making sure she's safe, Grace walks around to other side and gets in.
"What do you think Emily will say about this?"
"She probably won't be happy, but she will do as she's told and raise her as one of the family." Grace said with determination in her voice.
I could see this ending badly as Emily was very territorial and didn't always like other dogs, maybe Grace was making a huge mistake by bringing another bitch in, if not now while she was young almost certainly when she grew up.
The first meeting would decide whether the two would be friends or enemies, I knew Tracy would take to her she's the friendly sort and Ryan would too and I'm sure the puppies will love to have another friend to play with and keep them company.
After about twenty minutes or so we were almost home, Jenny had fallen asleep in my arms and she looked just like an ordinary puppy in this position.
"Isn't that sweet, you two look so cute." Grace said while taking her eyes of the road for a second.
Normally I would protest at being called cute but Grace was right it was like I was holding a miniature version of myself, ok I started life as human but she would never know the kind of misery that can come with that life.
"I think she likes me."
"Maybe she knows you sired her." Grace replies.
I had long ago gotten used to the canine terminology, sired meant fathered and many other nuggets of information like that I had learned along the way.
"How can she know that?"
"I'm just saying it's a possibility Paul you never really know." Grace answered.
With a small bump we pull on the farm track that leads up to the house the heavily rutted road having seen better days.
Grace helps me out of the car I try my best not to wake the sleeping pup as I carry her into the house Tracy is the first one to greet us, she sniffs and visually checks the pup out this of course waking her.
"She looks just like you Paul." Tracy says while still looking at the pup.
Ryan walks up a little curiously taking a sniff, then the moment of truth arrives and Emily walks up, if she turns on the pup it can mean endless problems later on.
Grace keeping a constant eye on Emily in case she snaps at the helpless pup, but no she doesn't instead she sniffs and licks the pup like she was one of her own litter, even Emily's tail was wagging so she must have been happy.
"She's got your looks Paul." Emily say's with a smile.
"I don't see it myself Emily."
Grace takes the tried pup from my arms and walks to the bedroom where Emily's latest litter is and sets Jenny down with the rest of them.
So far she seems to fit right in, and surprisingly Emily has excepted her with open arms.
A few weeks later I was checking the paper and saw a coded message from Steven and by the way it was worded I knew it was urgent, I was to meet him in a weeks time at noon on the edge of the farm.
I didn't like this as meeting could only mean bad news, but I had been in hiding a lot longer then expected maybe this was finally it.
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