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We pulled up to the Friday Dog Show Grounds and grabbed a parking spot under the same big oak tree as we had the day before. We grabbed our our chairs and a crate mat for Faz to lay on and placed them at ringside so we had a good spot. While we were setting up Jan came over and placed her chair next to mine. It was comforting that she was going to be here since Barry wasn't gonna be with me the whole day because he had a few dogs to show at the Golden Retriever, German Shepherd and Boxer specialties. None of those clubs had a specialty Thursday which was why he had been able to spend the whole day with me yesterday. Today he was just going to try to head over when I was in the ring with Faz.

I left Faz in his crate so he would be alert when it was ring time. Jan and I sat together and watched the Sweepstakes classes. I learned a lot from sitting there discussing the dogs in the ring and what the handlers were doing. Jan had brought some sandwiches and snacks and we dug into them while they were taking pictures of the Sweepstakes winners. We watched the regular dog classes when they began. The judge was a handsome gentleman who appeared to be in his mid thirties. When they got to American Bred Dogs we went to our vehicles and got Faz and Frank out and let them relieve themselves. When I walked back to the ring with Faz a murmur went around the ring. Everyone was looking at us as we came over to our seats and sat down. Open Blue was in the ring when we sat down, and shortly after it started Barry came back and sat down beside me.

Faz immediately went on alert, his ears sticking up like they were made of steel. He obviously considered Barry a rival for his "bitch". Fortunately Barry didn't know I was Faz's bitch, but he still thought it was funny all the same. He just thought Faz was jealous of him because I was paying more attention to him than to Faz. "This jealousy thing may work to our advantage. We can do a bit of double handling. When you're in the ring stacking Faz, I'll stand outside the ring in his line of sight. I bet he'll stand up trying to look as tall as possible to try to intimidate me."

Soon the judge had made the placements for the Open Blue class and the two Open Brindles went into the ring. Barry got up, walked out from under the tent and waved me over to him. Faz and I got up and walked over to him, it was obvious that he wanted to talk to me in private. When I got there Faz made a point of positioning himself between us and was giving Barry the keep your paws off of my bitch look.

"The judge today is gay. I won't hurt your chances today if you use your body language to flirt with him." Barry said.

"What makes you think he's gay?" I asked.

"For one about half of the guys that show dogs are gay. And for another the guy stewarding is his partner. They're a known couple." He said giving me a "you're so naive look".

We didn't have time to talk much more since there were only 2 Open Brindles in the ring. Soon the ring Steward was calling for Open Fawn and he called our numbers into the ring. I was last in line again but as I filed in you could hear a buzz outside the ring. As I passed the judge I smiled at the judge. He smiled back at me and I trotted to the back of the line with Faz at my side. I got there and stacked him. I got the lead up under his chin and held his head up. The judge came stepped into the middle of the ring and started looking down the line one at a time at the dogs.

Just then Barry moved into Faz's line of sight. Faz got up on his toes, stretched his neck as high as he could and had an alertness and intensity that I had never seen from him before. The judge almost did a double take and a hush fell over the spectators. The judge looked over us a good long time then he sent us around the ring. We waited under the shade with the rest of the dogs that weren't being examined by the judge. Barry had completely disappeared which had Faz scanning the crowd for him.

Frank was the second dog to get examined and soon Jan was running to the end of the line to be in the shade with us. She walked up to me and asked, "What's gotten into Faz today?"

"Why? Does he look bad?" I queried back.

"No he looks even better than yesterday!" She shot back.

"He's jealous of Barry." I said. "Barry and I slept in the bedroom and Faz had to sleep in his crate in the living room." I conveniently left out the fact that we had slept in the same bed and that Barry had had his way with me.

Jan burst out laughing. "Well whatever it is he looks marvelous."

And with that it was our turn to get examined by the judge. The judge was watching the next to last dog go around while I stacked Faz. Right when he turned around to look at us Barry popped out from behind a van. Faz immediately went on the alert. The judge smiled and I smiled back at him. He came up to us and started going over Faz, who didn't move a muscle. His eyes were locked on Barry. He stood back to get the big picture look again then walked to the corner of the ring. He motioned us toward him, at the same time Barry walked behind the judge but where Faz would still be able to see him.

"Please take him to the corner and back." He said politely.

"Yes Sir." I replied and moved him to the corner and back to the Judge. He came to a perfect four square stop in front of the judge, his head up and his massive forechest jutting out. The judge moved to the side to see him in profile again, then motioned us to go around the ring to the end of the line.

By the time we had gotten to the end of the line everybody was already stacked. I didn't even have to stack Faz because as soon as he saw Barry he stacked himself and gave Barry the evil eye. The judge was in the middle of the ring looking down the line. His gaze stopped a little longer on Frank and to my surprise he hardly even looked at me. He motioned us to go around the ring together as a group, which we did. As soon as we got back to our positions he came back to me and pointed me to the middle of the ring. Then he went to Jan and pointed for her to get behind us. He picked 2 other dogs and then he said, "That's how I want them."

I led the group over to the ring steward. The judge handed out the ribbons and I walked out of the ring. As I was leaving several other exhibitor asked if they could go over Faz after Winners dog. I walked over to Barry who was back at our chairs and said, "Man that really worked, I've never seen Faz that intense."

Jan who was right behind me concurred. "Damn Barry what did you do to him, he watched you like a hawk."

"I think he's just very jealous and protective of his master." Barry deftly deflected the question without giving up the fact that we had been intimate.

It was soon time to head back into the ring for winners dog and we were called in right after the winner of the Harlequin class. Barry did his hide and seek routine with Faz again and it really wasn't much of a contest, the other dogs didn't have a prayer. The judge couldn't take his eyes off of Faz. After doing a perfunctory going over of the other dogs he sent us on a go around and half way around the ring pointed to me and said "Sir you will be my Winners Dog." I ran over to the Winners Dog placard near the Steward's desk and waited while he got the purple Winner's Dog Rosette and a battery operated crate fan which was today's prize for Winners Dog. He handed them to me and asked me the same question as the judge the day before did. "Well does that finish him?"

"No Sir. This is only our second show. We won Best of Breed at the specialty yesterday at our first show." I replied.

His jaw just about hit the floor. "Well make sure you crate him up so he'll be rested for Best of Breed." He added as he handed me my prizes.

I walked out of the ring and Barry gave me a big congratulatory hug. "Well you're two thirds of the way there! I've got to run to get my American Bred Bitch to the ring. I'll do what I can to be back for Best of Breed." He said as he rushed off. As soon as he left I was swamped by other exhibitors offering congratulations and asking to go over Faz. I did manage to see out of the corner of my eye that the Open Harlequin won the reserve.

Jan came out of the ring and to my rescue, "Faz still has to go in for Best of Breed so he needs to cool down and get some rest. I'm sure you will be able to go over him after the show." She said to all the well wishers.

I walked Faz to the truck and put him in his crate with some fresh water. I made sure I brought my folder of pedigrees and went back to our chair setup. I sat down beside Jan and she handed me a sandwich. There was a 15 minute break between Winners Dog and the Bitch classes starting so I finished off the sandwich while Jan talked to me. "I really didn't know if Jason was gonna give that to you. He has a reputation of putting up colors."

"What do you mean putting up colors?" I asked my confusion obvious.

"Colors are any color of Dane other than Fawn. Fawns seem to have the best gene pool in the breed so they tend to do most of the winning. Judges that come from other colors seem to hold it against them and tend to put up 'colors'." She explained. "But he just couldn't get past Faz's obvious quality."

"Do we have any chance in Best of Breed then?" I asked.

"Jason may be prejudiced in favor of colors but I know he will not want to look foolish. Your biggest competition is Shadow and he's a fawn also. If you make him look like you did in the classes you have a great chance in the breed. He looked stunning."

We continued to chat about the dogs in the ring. I learned a lot about the breed standard and the breed in general until Jan had to get her bitch ready for Open Fawn. She won the class and came back to our setup while the Open Harlequin class went in the ring. There were a lot more Harl bitches entered today because of the Judge. "You should go get Faz out of his crate and exercise him a bit."

I went over to the truck and got Faz out. He got on his hind legs, put his paws on my shoulders and licked my face. Then he stretched his head as high as he could. It was hilarious how jealous he was of Barry, he was trying to figure out where Barry was. I couldn't help but chuckle. After about 20 seconds of looking he got down and I walked him to a tree so he could "water it". After he was done we walked down to the ring. When I got back Jan was in the ring for Winners Bitch. She did a good job of showing her bitch, but the judge gave Winners Bitch to the Bred By Exhibitor Bitch which today was a Harl and then gave Reserve to the Open Harl. While they were taking pictures for Winners Bitch and Reserve Jan joined me at ringside.

"Sorry you didn't win." I said consolingly.

"I didn't really expect to win under Jason, but I expect you to. Go in and knock their socks off." She said as they started calling the Best of Breed competition into the ring. The ring steward called Winners Dog and Bitch into the ring last and we ran to the end of the lineup. Faz was alert but not as laser beam focused as when Barry was there. Once we were all in the ring the Judge walked to the center of the ring to look us over. Just then Barry popped out of the crowd and waved. Faz's ears went straight up and he got up on his toes, his neck stretched out to make himself appear as big as possible.

"OK leashes up and take them around the ring." The Judge ordered. Barry had disappeared but Faz was still on the alert. He literally strutted around the ring like a badass dog, his eyes scanning the crowd for Barry. We went to the corner of the ring in the shade while we waited for our turn. Shadow was the first dog to be examined and soon he was done and back at the end of the line by us. His handler didn't say anything to us, he just put a damp towel over Shadow's back and grabbed an ice pack from a ringside cooler and held it against Shadow's belly to try to keep him cool.

Jan came up to ringside and I asked her why he was cooling down his dog. "Danes are big dogs and if they are always in air conditioning they can't handle this heat and will wilt by the end of the class."

"But they really aren't doing anything." I said confused.

"They're running around the ring and it's hot out." She said matter of factly.

"But Faz runs beside me and Bouki when I ride him, we go for miles." I continued.

"Well none of the others do, I'm sure that's why Faz is so much more muscular than the others." She concluded.

The last Special was being moved by the Judge so I walked over and stacked Faz and Winners Bitch stacked behind us. The judge turned to look and again Barry popped out of nowhere. Faz of course went on high alert causing the Judges eyes to stay riveted to him. He sent us both around. Everyone else was already stacked by the time we got to the end of the line so we did the same.

The Judge pulled me out and had me stack behind Shadow then he pulled out a black bitch Special to stand behind us. He motioned for us to all go around the ring and when we stopped he came over to us and told Shadow's handler and I to, "Go half way around the ring and free bait them." Out of the corner of my eye I saw Barry meander over to the other side of the ring so he would be in Faz's direct sight line. Shadow led the way to the middle of the back stretch and then his handler made a major mistake. Instead of free baiting him so he was facing forward, he swung him around so he would be facing Faz. Faz was bigger than his dad and more muscular from all the running he did, plus he was one pissed puppy. He got up on his toes, arched his neck and glared at Barry. But I think Shadow thought he was glaring at him and he was totally intimidated.

To his handlers mortification his ears went half way down and he slightly tucked his tail between his legs. He tried to distract him with some bait but the damage was done. The Judge signaled us that we should continue around and back to him. He pointed for me to go to the front of the line, the bitch behind me and Shadow behind her and sent the whole group around the ring.

Half way around he pointed at us and said, "Sir you will be Best of Breed and Best of Winners." Then he pointed to the handler behind me and said "Sir you will be Best of Opposite Sex." We ran over to the Best of Breed placard and the bitch and her handler followed. The judge grabbed the Rosettes off of the stewards table and the ring steward brought the prizes. He handed me the purple and gold Best Of Breed Rosette and the Blue and White Best of Winners Rosette and said, "That is the best Great Dane I've seen in a long time, maybe ever. I'm sure you'll have no trouble finishing him." He then went back to give the red and white Rosette to the handler behind me while the ring steward handed me a shaded folding chair with Best Of Breed Great Dane Club of North Central Florida stenciled on it and a crate mat for the Best of Winners prize.

We walked out of the ring and again the other exhibitors gathered around Faz firing questions at me, mostly about his pedigree. Fortunately Jan came to my rescue answering a lot of the questions about Faz's pedigree. We had to break away to take pictures and Jan helped me carry all of our prizes to the area they were taking pictures. We arranged all the prizes and I stacked Faz up for the photo. I had already figured out that the politics in dog shows was important and that in addition to actually taking a picture of your win, the picture taking process allowed you to schmooze the Judge a bit.

"Was this only your second show or just your second show with this dog?" The Judge asked as I handed him all the rosettes that Faz had won that day.

"Both Sir." I replied. "My Vet's husband is a handler and he thought that Faz might be good enough to be a show dog."

"Might be good enough?'' He said laughing. "This may be the best Dane I've ever seen. I don't normally put up class dogs or fawns for Best of Breed, especially at Specialty Shows but you two didn't leave me any choice. He was head and shoulders above anything else in the ring." He paused and asked, "How many points does he have now?"

"Barry said he has 10 points now." I said unsure of myself.

"So it was a 5 point major yesterday too?"

"I guess. That's what Barry and Jan told me.

"I'm judging Best in Show tomorrow at the All Breed Show, I hope I see you there." He said shaking my hand. I gathered up my stuff and walked back to the where Jan had grabbed us some chairs at the hospitality area. As soon as I got back over there I was mobbed by breeders wanting to go over Faz and asking me things about his pedigree.

I had Jan there with me and she answered most of the questions while I stacked Faz for people to go over. He enjoyed the attention. It seemed like there were at least a dozen breeders that were planning on using him at stud. My mind was reeling with the thought of how much money I'd make if people were that interested in Faz. I mean at $1000.00 a crack I could make a nice supplement to my income. That was until I heard Jan talking to the crowd.

"I'd suggest if you have something to breed to him you should probably do it quickly. Once he has puppies on the ground I would guess his stud fee will go up to $1500.00." She said to the assembled breeders that were going over Faz. I didn't say anything. She knew what she was doing, she was a self made millionaire and had been breeding Danes for 20 years.

Great Dane Club of North Central Florida put on a great hospitality late lunch and Dr. Beverly, Barry, and his assistant joined us. But I didn't have much time to talk with them because other Great Dane breeders and handlers kept coming up to talk about Faz.

Finally when the hospitality was over Barry asked "Would you mind giving me a hand at the Boxer and German Shepherd specialties? It looks like I may have some conflicts."

"Sure. I mean how can I refuse with all the help you've given me." I replied.

"You can probably handle some of the boxers, they're shown very similar to Danes." He continued.

He got one of the Boxers out and showed me how to stack it. I gave it a try and he said. "You really seem to have a way with animals, you're a real natural at this."

"Thanks." I said for lack of a better response. I definitely seemed to be more attuned to all animals since my transformation. I began to wonder what other traits I had picked up from Bouki.

I managed to win my class with the 12 to 18 month dog and took third with the American Bred dog, but only the open bitch that Barry showed managed to get any points. I helped them get all their dogs into the trailer and I loaded up Faz when we were all done for the day. Barry and Dr. Beverly decided to take in a movie and dinner, but I just grabbed a couple of burgers and some fries and headed back to the motel room with Faz.

Faz and I headed into the room and I locked the door safety latch after I closed the door. I took the leash off of Faz and got him a bowl of water. I walked into the bedroom and flipped on the evening news. I had already taken off my sports jacket and hung it up in the closet and was in the middle of taking off my shirt when Faz finished his drink and came into the bedroom. He watched me closely as I put my shirt in a clothing bag, removed my shoes and took off my dockers. He was obviously getting excited as I put the dockers in the clothing bag too.

I had planned on taking a shower so I pulled off my tighty whities. The next thing I knew Faz had charged across the room and jumped on my back knocking to my knees. He hooked my hips with his front legs and started thrusting. I didn't fight it and soon he found his mark. He drove it in in one thrust and then started jackhammering me like I was his bitch. I don't think he'd forgiven me for letting Barry fuck me the night before.

But who was I to complain. He was energetically fucking me and it felt so good. I was as hard as a rock as his huge cock got bigger with each thrust. Each time it went over my prostate my cock oozed precum and I used it to lube myself as I started to stroke myself with my right hand. The only bad thing about it was that Faz was already down to the short strokes, his knot expanding as he tied with his "bitch". The good thing was with a knot his size is that it gave my prostate a good working over and had me on the edge in no time. His huge low hanging balls were beating a rhythm against mine when he finally gave one last thrust and started shooting his seed deep into me.

I was stroking furiously as he continued to shoot deep in me. His huge knot pressed up against my prostate and pulsing with each beat of his heart helped me to go over the edge myself, shooting my load all over the carpet.

Faz was not trying to dismount, he was still gripping my hips possessively with his front paws trying to hold himself as deeply into me as he could as he bred me. After a minute or so he leaned forward and started licking my ear as he shifted his weight from rear leg to rear leg as he milked his knot on my sphincter.

It was obvious that he was still jealous about Barry the night before and he was going to make sure that I knew I was his bitch. Unfortunately a dog like Faz could stay tied for half an hour to an hour, so I was stuck to him. About 5 minutes into the tie he dismounted, lifting his right leg over my back and turning so we were stuck butt to butt. When he turned his fist sized knot twisted against my prostate sending a new flow of pre to start oozing from my dick. I kept milking his knot with my sphincter, rotating my hips to keep a steady massage on my prostate the whole time. Between that and slowly stroking my precum covered 12 inches, I was able to keep myself on the edge for the whole time we were locked together.

But after forty-five minutes I could feel his knot start to soften and I knew he would be soft enough to pull out in a minute or so. When he did he was still big enough that he pulled out with an audible popping sound. There was a sharp pain for a second, but before he could go over to a corner to lick himself I picked him up and put him on the bed. I rolled him on his back and grabbed the base of his knot to try to revive his erection. I grabbed some pre off of my dripping cock and used it to massage the sensitive head of his member. It was working as I felt blood pulsing back into his erection and I could see it growing back to it's full size.

I positioned myself between his legs and put them over my shoulders. I leaned forward until I was chest to chest with him, my erection resting against his. I started to thrust against the base of his huge knot. Just the thought that it was what had just been deep in me, "breeding" me, had my libido at fever pitch. Our balls were together and as I started thrusting, Faz responded by thrusting against me also. I realized then that the stallion traits that I had gotten from our transformation from Bouki were coming to the fore. I started to snort a little like a stallion would when he was jamming himself into a mare. Just the fact that there were two horny virile male animals enjoying each others virility gave our thrusting an intensity that had to be felt to be believed.

To my surprise Faz started to squirt pre again even though he had just bred me. I had been steadily spurting pre ever since we had started. It was just a swampy mess at out junction, which facilitated out frotting, making it slicker than any man-made lube ever could have.

I gripped his chest tighter than ever as I ground my engorged flesh against his urgently. I reached up, pulled his head toward mine and brought his lips to mine. I licked them and when his tongue came out to lick mine I sucked his tongue into my mouth and started to suck on it as we continued to grind. This was the first time I'd really taken the lead when Faz and I were making out. I wondered if it was some of the stallion traits I gotten from Bouki coming to the fore. Faz's knot was fully engorged now. It was hard as a rock and I was rubbing against the base of it with the base of my cock. My foreskin was sliding back and forth over the engorged head of my dick bringing me to the edge. My balls drew up as I could hold back no longer. I felt Faz start to cum and soon rope after rope of thick cum was shooting out of my cock all over Faz's cock and belly. I grunted as I shot each spurt. I let Faz's legs slip off of my shoulders and I collapsed on top of him, both of us exhausted from out exertion.

I rolled off of Faz and turned my back to him. He rolled over so he was spooning me and rested his head across my neck. And that was how we awoke in the morning.