My Life - continued
How do i go about writing down the story of my life, i suppose an introduction would be a good start. My name is Girl, that is what it says on the tag under my chin, attached to my collar. I now live as a dog, a doberman to be precise. My owners name is Sam, she works for the FBI. She adopted me about six months ago. I was forced to give up my humanity because i just can't function like one anymore. I now have the job of helping Sam on whatever case she is working on. I have become pretty good at following scent trails, and with my detective brain evaluating the clues, i usually get my man.There have definately been bumps in the road but overall everything is okay.
Sleeping in my own bed, a real bed, is just wonderfull. After having only a blanket for so long, it was bliss. I suppose i should get up, before Sam decides to kick me in the ass for making her late for work. "GIRL get out of bed, it's seven already". Well i guess that decides that. I roll over, get up, and head for the doggie door. I head out for the edge of the yard by the fence and doo my little morning ritual. It's on the way back that i notice the smell of sweat. I pause and wander back a ways, it seems like someone was here recently. I sniff around some and come across another odour, cigarettes. I look through the fence and can barely see the butts in the grass, probably just some kids. "GIRL, hurry up if you want breakfast!" I turn and head back to the house and forget all about it.
After morning rush hour traffic we finally get to work by 9. Sam leads me into FBI head quarters dressed in my usual attire. I have a collar, a harness and a muzzle on, company rules. The muzzle is usually on for about ten minutes, then it gets removed. The harness however stays on all day. I start my day with running erends for people. Sam then grabs me and we head out to do whatever it is she has to do, i'm just along for the ride really. I help when i can but there really isn't much for me to do. We head for home at around 5 or so, and that is my typical average routine. Little did i know that was about to change. When we arrived home, Sam opened the door while i went out back. I had just passed the corner of the house when something went over my head. Suddenly everything was blocked out and i was wrestled to the ground. I tried to fight back but with a bag over my head i was helpless, then everything went black.
I awoke to pitch blackness with a pounding headache, i tried to move but my paws were tied up. I had no idea what had happened but it wasn't good. My head felt like it was all wrapped up, probably still have the bag over my head. I then realise that i am moving, must be in a vehicle of some kind. I start bouncing around as the vehicle hits something rough, probably potholes. I can't open my mouth, it must be tied up with something, don't know what. I try to move around but just can't, with a sigh i just give up. An unknown time latter we finally stop, my captor gets out and slams the door, only to open another one. I suddenly feel hands around my head, then i shut my eyes to the sudden light. After blinking away the brightness i can finally see my captor. He looked like a young disheveled teenager, with dirty blond hair greased back. I notice i'm in some type of van. He then grabs me by the back leg and starts to drag me out. With a whimper i realize he's gonna drop me on the ground. With a huff through my nostrils my head hits the ground and i nearly pass out. Blinking away the haze i look up to see him coming towards me with a chain, a really big chain. He then loops it around my neck and proceeds to padlock it on, he then grabs the other end and starts pulling me towards some kind of shack. Struggling for air we finally get in behind, where he proceeds to lock the other end of the chain to a cemented pole. He then comes over and pulls out a knife, i start struggling like crazy but he just cuts the rope from around my paws, then he just leaves. I watch him go around the shack, then i hear a door slam, an engine start up, then he just drives away. Whitout mentioning a single word.
I am finally able to take stock of my situation, I am tied up behind a shack in the middle of a yard. No water, no shelter, and i finally see the ziptie around my nose, barely. Just great, just fucking great, now what? Other than being a little sore i guess i'm alright, hope he doesn't leave me here too long. I get up and realise the weight of that chain, don't think i could get away even if it wasn't attached to that pole, it was that heavy. I then realise i don't know what happened to Sam, did he get her too? I just don't know, and finally i just lay down and rest, nothing else i could do. It soon gets dark and i end up spending the night out in the middle of nowhere.
Morning comes with a cold chill, spending the night outside without fur is not fun. Now that i can see i try to get the ziptie off my nose, after an hour of trying i finally get it off. I open my mouth with great relief, too bad i can't chew through chain. I start liking the dew off the grass, and finally quench my thirst somewhat. Not soon after i hear a roar approaching, seems i am not going to be left here do die. Blondy finally approaches, with a rucksack in his hand.
He then approaches slowly. "My you are a crafty one, even managed to get that ziptie off your snout". I just back up and start growling. He approaches anyway. "Now if you want to eat something you better behave, or i'll just leave you here to starve, your choice". He then pulls a bowl out of the rucksack and i back off slowly, then sit down. "Thats better, i knew you were a good girl". He then fills up the bowl with dog chow and backs up. "You better eat all of that, don't want you to go hungry". I casually go up to the bowl and start eating, while he watches me eat. After i'm done he drops a bucket on the ground and fills it with water. "Take a good long drink, because you won't get another one til tomorrow". I go over and do as he says. Dragging that chain is getting tiring already, as soon as i'm done he tells me to sit. I sit. He then pulls a muzzle out of the rucksack. "Now you just hold right still will i put this on you". Why is it everybody wants to use a muzzle on me, its demeaning, uncomfortable, and a down right pain in the ass, er nose. I soon have a nose wrapped in leather. The blond guy then upturns the rucksack, letting the rest of the stuff fall on the lawn. I look at the stuff in shock. Laying on the ground is a dildo and a buttplug, the inflatable kind. I shake my head no but he just laughes. I soon find him stepping on the chain under my chin, where he stakes it to the ground. He then puts his knee just in front of my back legs, propping my ass up in the air. He then sticks the dildo up my vagina, roughly, then pumps it up. I try to squirm but to no avail. Then i feel something cold against my asshole, and then a burning pain as he shoves it in, then i feel it expand in my ass. With my nose muzzled tight i can't even scream. Blond guy then just pushes me off, if i could bite him i would. He then turns around and heads for the shack, laughing, leaving me there plugged like a wine bottle. He soon leaves in the van, leaving me there miserable. I couldn't eat, i couldn't drink, and now i couldn't even piss or have a shit.
He left me there until the next morning, and boy was i glad to see him arrive. "Well well well, are we ready to behave?". I just shook my head up and down, i had a terrible need to use the bathroom. "Well, first i want you to beg, then if you do it right you might get lucky". I sat down and lifted both front paws into the air, then i pawed at the air. "Okay lay down and roll over". Damn, what is he going to do, make me do tricks in a circus, come on i got cramps here. I oblige him and he finally says "assume the position, so i can remove those plugs". I urgently turned around and dropped my head to the ground, ass still in the air. He then released the air out of both plugs and pulled them out. I literally ran as far as the chain would let me and whoosh, relief at last. Felling better i turn around to face my tormenter, still holding the plugs. "Okay now, you know what to do, come here and assume the position!" I relunctantly walk up to him, turn around and put my head to the ground, leaving my tail in the air. He then puts the dildo back in my pussy, only it felt different. He then proceeds to stroke himself hard. IT surprises me when his dick touches my asshole. "Stand still and i'll go slow at first". This was a new one for me, never had i been taken in the rear. He then grabs my hips and forces his dick past my asshole. I grit my teeth in shame as he plunges in, then starts to pull out. I suddenly feel a tingling sensation in my pussy, slowly at first but then it ramps up. Blond guy then starts to pump faster and faster, all the while the dildo vibrating like crazy. White balls banging against my dildoed pussy, he finally grunts and cums. Me i just stand there and let him finish, fucking pervert. After pulling out his dick he then putts the buttplug back in. "Can't let all that good stuff out". He then turns the vibrator off, pulls it out, and puts the other one back in, pumping it up, tight. I just stand there, eyes closed, humiliated. After cleaning himself off he comes and removes my muzzle, all the while warning me to behave. I just stand there as he fills my bowl with dogfood and then brings over the bucket of water. "Now eat that right up so i can muzzle you again". I grudgeingly do as he asks. It feels weird eating and drinking while my ass is plugged. He then muzzles me and leaves. I can hear the van going up the road, me i just lay there depressed.
That was my routine for what must of been a couple of weeks. Blond guy would show up in the morning, unplug me, fuck me, plug me,feed me, then leave me. Sometimes he was nice and came back in the evening, fucking pervert.
It seems i was his new sex toy, but not once did he make me cum. I must need to be in heat for that. I awoke that night to a weird glow, but soon realised what it was. It was an alien weird glow, just when i thought it couldn't get any worse, he shows up. No matter how much he helped me the last time, he still gives me the creeps. He ambles over on his short little legs, pulls out some kind of glowing device and slowly passes it over me. "Ahh, now i see why you are in distress, this is not of your choosing?". I gladly shake my head no. "That tracker i put in you showed that your heartrate was elevated, and i can tell from the bump on your head that you've recently been injured". Then came the million dollar question. "May i assist you?". I emphatically nod my head yes. He then pulls out yet another glowing tool, passes that over my head and finally the chain falls away. He then unbuckles the muzzle, lets it drop and then backs away. I get up and move towards him, even if he is creepy. "Thank you, i was beginning to give up hope there. Could you help me a little bit more?". I then turn around and lift my tail. He just passes that tool of his over my back end, and with relief my bondage is finally over. After letting me use the bathroom he says. "Follow me please, we have much to discuss".
He leads me back towards the woods, then reaches for yet another glowing device. The world seemed to blur around me, go chaotic, then blur again. It was almost enough to make me sick. I look around in awe, for i am not in the woods anymore. "Welcome to my home, please follow me". Not knowing what else to do, i follow him through a bunch of corridors. Suddenly it dawned on me where i was, for i had been here before, his spaceship. He leads me to a certain room where i had hoped never to return. "Please come over here, so i may have a better look at that bump on your head". I moved over as requested. "Please get on the table". I still have nightmares about that table. He then turns on something, and i am enveloped in a green glow. With shock i realise i can't move, and i start to panic. "Please be calm, i need you immobile so i can fix the crack in your skull". What?. He starts running something over my head, back and forth. "It's a good thing i reinforced your skull during your transformation, otherwise you would be dead". Did that blond guy really hit me that hard? After a few minutes he stops the glow. "There we are, good as new, the pain should be gone now". It was. "What happened to you?". I then explained i had been kidnapped, and then realised i had forgot about Sam. "Don't worry, let me check". He then leads me to another part of the ship, in a room full of consoles. He then presses a few buttons and an image of earth appears. He zooms down futher and further until a picture of a house appears. "Hey, thats my house, i can see the fence and the back yard". "Judgeing by my telemetry, it would seem she is ok, i implanted the same tracker in her as i did you". "What? Where is this TRACKER?". He then motions for me to come over and places his finger just behind my skull. "It is somewhere around here". Iasked him if he could take it out. "No, it is now sequenced into your genes, making it a part of your genome. Besides how else would i keep track of my favorite terrans. Don't worry, i am the only one who can track you. Should we get ahold of your companion". I just nod yes. I followed him back to the original room we first came in, were he starts pushing buttons again. "I have her triangulated, just need to wait for her to stop moving". Soon Sam finally stops and the alien says "gotcha". Sam soon materializes right in front of me, where she promptly passes out. "Oh dear, probably should have warned her". Ya think.
Sam soon wakes up, were she sees me and smiles. "Where am i, and what happened to you, i was worried sick". The alien then makes his entrance and proclaims. "You are aboard my ship, i rescued your pet here, and now i want more computer chips". Straight to the point, i'll give him that. Sam then wants to know what happend to me, so i end up telling her the same story i told the alien. Sam seems to blow a fuse when she hears it. "We have to get that guy and punish him". "Well i know blondy will be there tomorrow, we should just wait for him and arrest him". "No, getting arrested is the least of his worries. That will come after i shoot him!" Now i know Sam was mad, but killing him wasn't going to teach him anything. That's when i came up with a plan for revenge.
The next morning i was back behind that shack, but i wasen't tied up. Sam was positioned behind some bushes, while the alien was waiting in the shack. Seems the guy had surveilance equipment, but the alien took care of that. Now we just had to wait for blondy to spring our trap. He arrived right on schedule. I hear the van's door slam and not soon after he comes around the corner of the shack. That is when i jumped him. He had time to bring up his right arm just before i plowed into him. I ended up on top of him with my jaws firmly clamped around his troath. Sam then rushes out and points her gun at his head. "DON'T MOVE!". It was a pleasure to see the look on his face as he struggled for breath. We soon had him naked, on his stomach, hogtied. Blondy seriously freaked when the alien come out of the shack. "So, this is the specimen you wanted to give me". Blondy looked from me to the alien in pure shock. I then replied. "So which surprises you more, an alien or a talking dog. Come on answer!". Blondy was just slackjawed. I look at the alien. "Ok you may abduct him, we don't need perverts on this planet. Have fun disecting him". "No no wait, i was going to let you go, honest". I walk over to the chain. "This does not look like you were going to let me go. The only thing i can do now, is devise a way to get even. Aressting you for beastiality won't get you more than a slap on the wrist". I then turn to the alien with an evil grin. "Could you remove his genitals please". Blondy started screaming but the alien just shuts him up with that imobilizing thingy. The look of terror on him was invigorating to me. Sam looked at me a little sadly. She didn't like my lust for revenge. After being beat down for so long its what i wanted, revenge. And that was what i was going to get.
We beamed back up to the spaceship, where we then followed the alien to that ever hatefull room. Blondy still had that look of terror on his face. The alien then prepares blondy for surgery. It is amazing how the alien does surgery. Where our surgeons have scalpels that cut, he has laser beams that do all kinds of crazy things while never letting a single drop of blood fall. Blondy was put on that table still fully aware of all that was happening. The alien manipulated his body with that immobilizer, seems he could make him move any which way. He was soon hovering in the greenish glow, unable to move. "How do you wish to proceed?". I look at blondy and start to think a little bit. "First i want him totally bald, no hair whatsoever". "Temporary or permanent?". " ......Permanent!". He then pushes some buttons and a redish glow appears all around blondy, it seemed like his hair just vaporized. "Next?". I look at blondy's groin. "Cut it all off!".The alien then picks up some kind of device and switches it on. It hummed a bit. He then carefully starts cutting away blondy's dick and balls. It didn't take long before (HE) became an (IT), totally smooth between the legs. All he had was a little hole to pee with. The alien then puts the severed penis and balls in a small container, all the while blondy looking on. Maybe now i should call him baldy instead of blondy. "Anything else you want me to perform?". "Well, aside from removing his genitals, i never thought it through. Although, feel free to make any modifications you think would help". "Alright, but first i'll put him in the regenarating fluid until that is properly healed". Baldy had passed out when the alien had put his jewels in the jar.
The alien beamed us back home, where i was finally able to wind down. "Don't you think you were a bit cruel?", Sam then asked. "Well maybe, but what else was i supposed to do. The guy is a criminal and a rapist, he won't understand anything else. Besides the alien can reverse everything he did. I just want to scare the shit out of him". "The thing is, are you going to be able to let him go after your done with him?". "I never thought of that, and now he knows too much". "You could always let the alien have him, problem is i don't really like that idea. Maybe we should make him go through what he put you through, then let him go with a warning. We could keep him for a pet for a couple weeks, to really drill it home that it was wrong what he did to you". "Yeah, i could go for that, thing is which one of us is going to rape him?".
We latter went shopping, the alien needed those chips. It was the least we could do, after all he did save me from a horrible fate. We went to this big PC wholsale distributer. We picked up a whole bunch of cpu's, motherboards, graphic cards, hard drives and so on. Sam bought all outdated stuff so it was a lot cheaper, but she still spent thousands of dollars. We walked out of there with the back of Sam's SUV full, she just bought as much as it could
hold. Sam then brought all the packages and put them in the front room. When the alien beamed in, we showed him all the goodies we had bought. He was more than pleased. He then asked me what i wanted to do with baldy. I told him we were going to make him our pet for a few weeks, then return him back to the way he was. "Well it might be more than a few weeks, as i have to deliver all this equipment to my homeworld". I asked him how long. "It shoudn't take more than two to three of your months, so he would be your pet for at least that long". "Well hiding him for two weeks might of been possible, but not three months, its just too risky". "Well i can install a repulser field in your back yard, nothing gets in or out without the key. I can have it recognise the traker in your genes, that way only you two could get in. It can also hide your backyard from view, that way nobody could see or hear your pet. I can also make him a special collar that will let you have complete control over him. He will have no choice but to obey, and it is voice controlled". l was beginning to like this alien, even if he STILL gave me the creeps.
When baldy arrived the next day he was still in stasis. The alien had obviously had some fun, for he had made those modifications. For one thing, he was hot pink in colour, i mean he was really bright. I had to giggle a little bit. He had a black collar around his neck, made of some kind of metal. I looked carefully and didn't see any visible seams. "That collar only i can remove, that way there won't be any mishaps while i am away". He then proceeded to go place some kind of device in the backyard. He then turned it on. It then went up about twenty feet in the air, and just hovered. "The repulser field is now active, and will protect this entire back yard. Nothing can get through shy of a nuclear bomb. As a matter of fact, if you are ever attacked again, this should be your place of refuge. The power source should last about ten years". With that he passed Sam a small booklet and a small remote. "Read this, it wil show you how to control your pet there". He put baldy on the ground, then deactivated the stasis field. "He will wake up when you tell him to wake up, so read that first before waking him up. The remote will alow you to open a door to let someone else in, if required. The tracker in him will not let him out". And without further fanfare he presses a button on his controller and disappears from view.
The alien had put a lot of stuff in baldy. We could literally make him any colour in the rainbow. His legs were about a foot shorter, making his ass level with his shoulders. His feet were bent straight with his leg, making him walk on his toes. His hands were just balls of flesh. Its like his fists were all covered up with skin, with no fingers visible. His head
was at about the same angle as mine. He could literally look up over his shoulders while standing on all fours. By the way his hips were shaped i could tell there was no way he was getting up on two legs. He was a true quadruped, just like me. I felt a little bit guilty right about then, but damn it he deserved to be punished. At least he could be restored,
while i could not. The amount of control we had over him was staggering. If we told him to hold his pee, he was incapable of releasing it. His bladder would literally bust first. If we told him to stay, he was incapable of moving. Anything we told him, his collar would literally make him do it against his will. Hell we could even tell him to stop breathing and he would die right there. If we said go to sleep, he would fall down and sleep right there till we told him to wake up. We could tell him he was blind and he wouldn't be able to see. The possibilities were endless. "Well now that we know how to operate our puppet, what should we do with him?". "I don't like his colour, even if he is cute". "Well we could always try some kind of dog species, how about a dalmation. He would look really good white with black spots". So i went over and said "skin colour, dalmation". It took about thirty seconds, we could see the pigment of his skin change before our eyes. He turned snow white first, then the black spots filled out. Finished with our adjustments, we then told him to sleepwalk over to the doghouse. There Sam attached the chain to his collar. We then told him to get into the doghouse, turn around and lay down facing outwards. I then said, "in two minutes, you will wake up. You will not move for five minutes". We then made our retreat so we could watch the show.
He woke up exactly two minutes later. We were watching from the sun porch behind the house. There was an extreme look of confusion on his face. We could see that his eyes were open, but he was a statue otherwise. His mind must of been in overdrive. Five minutes later his paralisis suddenly went away. He crawled out of the doghouse, cursing the whole time. He then tried to stand up, only to fall back on his ass. It's a good thing he had no tail, he would of broken it. Over the course of the next hour he experienced shock after shock after shock. I then decided to go confront him. When he saw me, he pretty much flipped his lid. He actually ran to attack me, then he reached the end of his chain. I am still surprised today he didn't break his neck rigt then and there. Alien reinforcement anyone. I then told him to freeze. Instant statue. I casually walked around him, i could tell he was fuming. I then sat down in front of him. "You will now sit". He was surprised when he sat. I then told him i had complete control over him. He tried to reply, but to no avail. "For the next three months, you are my pet, to do with as i please. You may talk". "Wha eh what have you done to me you f.........". "QUIET! Rule number one, you will respect me or you will not talk for three months. You may talk". "You can't do this to me you f.......". "QUIET! For your information, i have already done this to you. You just broke rule number one. For the next three months, whenever we ask you a question or tell you to speak, you will bark like a dog". He was shaking his head. "SPEAK". "Woof Woof Woof". The look of shock on his face was priceless. "Don't you realise it yet, you are not in control anymore. How does it feel to have our roles reversed?". "Woof Woof Woof". He looked up in shock again. "What is your name?". "Woof". "Woofy is a good name, i guess. I'll have to get Sam to paint it on your doghouse. At least you have a doghouse, which is more than you gave me. Now to prove i have complete control over you, i want you to stop breathing". His eyes just bugged out of his head. I could see the panic in his eyes. I waited about a minute and a half. "You may start breathing again". He gulped huge lungfulls of air, now he was scared. "Doesen't feel good, having someone in control of your life, does it?". "Woof Woof Woof". "Now you know how it feels, don't you asshole?". "Woof Woof Woof!".
I then told him he could do as he wanted, as long as he never ever tried to harm either me or Sam. He just agreed with a nod of his head. "Good, i want you to think about what you did to me. It was wrong. You have three months to learn your lesson. If by some miracle you do learn your lesson, the alien will put you back the way you were. If you don't learn your lesson, the alien will have a new test subject". l then left him there, to explore his new prison. For the rest of the day i simply forgot all about him. Suppertime came, and i went into the kitchen to eat. I could eat anytime i was hungry, i just prefered to eat when Sam ate. Afterwards Sam put some dogfood in a dish and headed for the door. "Time to feed Woofy". He was actually asleep, probably too much information. "WAKE UP". He jumped up with a start. That was one powerfull collar. Sam then asked. "Are you hungry?". "Woof". She looked at me strangely. "What?, he was going to call me a fucking bitch, so i told him he could only bark as a dog from now on". "Well YOU are a fucking bitch, but that was impolite. What does one bark mean?". "Oh, i never decided that yet". She turns towards Woofy. "Well then, one bark for yes, two barks for no". "Woof". She then placed the dish in front of him. He looked at it as if to say, are you kidding? He actually said, "Woof Woof". Sam then said. "You will eat it all NOW". He ate it all. We then wished him a good night, then went inside. He put his head down in shame, his turn to be severely depressed.
It rained last night. I was comfortable in my bed. Woofy was not. Sam had taken vacation time when i went missing. She still had plenty left, but decided to go back to work anyway. I decided to stay behind, just so i could torment Woofy. I went into the sun porch, just to see if he was up yet. He was, but it was unclear what he was trying to do. He was at the end of his chain, moving awkwardly, as if he couldn't figure out something. With a laugh i realised he was tying to figure out how to piss without pissing on himself. I went out the door, i needed to pee anyway. I came up alongside. "This is how its done when you don't have a penis". I went a little ways in front of him, squated, and just let it out. "Ahhhhhh". I turned around."You try". He was shaking his head no but went over a ways, squated, and then peed. If he wasen't white with black spots, i'd swear he was red. "You do it the same way when you need to shit. Don't worry, you will get used to it". I then went back into the house, looking for treats. I found the box of milkbones on the floor, next to my water dish. Sam had left them there per my request, opened. I grabbed it, then went back to Woofy. From what i saw in a pile on the ground, he needed to do a number two as well. He was looking a bit put out having to use the bathroom out in the great wide open, so i offered him a treat. Again he shook his head no. "I want you to sit and beg for it like you made me, NOW!". If we had been side by side on that fatefull day, we would of made a good duett. "Now roll over and speak, then you can have a treat". He rolled over, then "Woof Woof Woof". I took the box in my jaws and turned my head sideways, spilling some. I then picked up one and then dropped it in front of him. I made him eat that milkbone, even though he was adament he didn't want to. I then repeated the process a few more times, going through the whole routine again and again.
I spent the entire day training Woofy. I thought him everything i could think of. I kept saying, this is how you will do it from now on, so he had no choice in the matter. When i told him to do something, he had to do it a certain way. There were things i couldn't teach him, playing fetch being one of them. Maybe i should get Sam to set up a tennis ball machine in the back yard. It would be fun pressing the button and watching Woofy run. Although that could backfire when Sam decides to use the machine on me. Sam arrived later that afternoon. She came out back and watched as i kept giving Woofy instructions on being a proper dog. "Girl, come in for supper". We fed Woofy after we had had ours. He didn't seem too keen on the taste of his dogfood, but the collar made him eat it anyways. That is when Sam came out with a certain rucksack. "Remeber this?". He was looking scared but replied. "Woof". That is when Sam upturned it in front of him. What fell out was his worst nightmare. A leather harness, a muzzle, and a certain inflatable buttplug he was very familiar with. "You will now stand still and not move". She then put the harness on him, adjusting
it to fit. She then did the same with the muzzle. The alien had made it for him. It fit his human face, but made it appear he had a dogs nose underneath. She then gingerly picked up the buttplug. "Do i have to?". I replied. "He shoved it into me with force, so do the same to him". Woofy looked uncomfortable. "Ok here goes". With that done
we turned around and headed for the house. "Ok you can move now".
The next morning we found Woofy...well the best you could probably desribe it is hopping around. We look at each other, and smirk. "Seems Woofy needs to use the bathroom". When we got there he had already assumed the position, without being told. Sam then puts on the rubber gloves, deflates the plug and pulls it out. "Oh that's gross."
Woofy just goes to the end of his chain and voids his bowels. Seems when he had great need, modesty wasn't an issue. He then turned around. He looked at Sam, still holding the plug in her hand. With a sulking walk he returned, then assumed the position, all on his own. Sam then puts the plug back in, inflating it. " Damn he stinks, maybe i should give him a bath, you could probably use one yourself". With that said she unhooks the chain, then drops it. "You two stay here while i go get the tub". I normally take a shower with Sam, it's just easier that way. Today however it seemed like she just wanted to do it the doggy way. She dragged a big metal washtub over, then went to get the hose. She then proceeds to fill it about halfway. "Ok Girl, you're first". I quikly obey and get into the tub. The water was cold. I don't make a sound while Sam gives me a bath, thankfully it was quik. Woofy was enjoying the show until his turn came up. "Ok Woofy, come over here". He shamefully walks over. She then removes the muzzle and harness. "Ok, get in". She then starts cleaning him with the dirty water i had just been in. He was shaking by the time she was done. She told him to get out, where she then rinsed him off with the hose. He was looking cold there for a while, but the sun would soon warm him up. We headed back towards the house. "Didn't you forget something?", i asked. "No, the repulser field will keep him secure, i just want him to become aware of it".
He became aware of it about five minutes later, when he ran into a brick wall. At least that's what it looked like. He shook his head, then got back up. He walked completly around the perimetter, looking for a way out. Then walked it again. He stopped by the fence, looking out. Suddenly someone walked by. He started barking and barking, trying to get their attention. They just kept on walking. Dejected, he walked back to his doghouse. I went out. I wanted to know what was on his mind. "So, what do you have to say for yourself?". "Woof". "Oh, sorry, you may speak to me in english, no swearing. "Why did you do this to me?". "Well, primarily to teach you a lesson. What you did to me was wrong. Why did you kidnap me?". He said one word."SEX". "Why did you want to have sex with me, i'm a dog". He looked puzzled for a moment, then. "I am attracted to dogs, don't know why, i just am". "What made you pick me?". "I don't know, you just seemed to be really smart. I saw you in the window using the computer. Dogs don't usually use computers". I looked at him and decided to tell him a few truths. Not that many people knew about me. To the outside world i looked like an ordinary dog. I had no fur and my head was just a bit bigger. Other than that, it was hard to tell. "Well for starters i am not an ordinary dog. I have a very human brain in my skull. A skull you happened to put a crack in". "Sorry about that, i was in a hurry and hit you too hard". "Well if it wasn't for my friendy alien reinforcing my skull the way he did, you would have killed me". A short pause as he analized what i just said, then. "You have a human brain?". "Yes, i have a human brain". He then asked. "How did the alien implant your brain in a dog?". "Well he didn't implant my brain in a dog, he suplanted the dog around my brain. I still have half my human skull, along with most of my spine. I was once 100% human, and male". That threw him for a loop, and with so many questions i just told him my story. He had a little more respect for me then. Maybe, just maybe, he was begining to understand and learn his lesson.
His atitude changed. He finally seemed to understand what he had put a fellow setient being through. He probably wouldn't have believed me if it wasn't for the fact that he was living it. He knew first hand at just what that alien could do with us puny mortals. He wanted to come into the house, but i explained that it just wasn't possible. "The alien put a tracker in you that won't let you cross the boundary". I then brought him over and showed him the bright mirrorlike machine floating twenty feet in the air. "The alien calls it a repulser field, and only Sam and me can pass through it". "But i saw Sam bring that tub in, how did she do it?". "She has a remote that opens a door, but it won't work for you. The tracker won't let you pass, i'm sorry but you're stuck here". I then asked about his story. Now he didn't want to tell me, but the collar made him do it. "First off i want to know you're name, even if i'm still going to call you Woofy". His name was Walter Smith, and he worked for a software company. His problem was he had a fetish for the canine variety. He would steal them from people's back yards. He would then abuse them for a couple weeks, then drop them off near the local animal shelter. I asked him if he was really going to let me go. He said. "Eventually i would have, but you were my dream come true. You were my favorite, the way you submited to me just turned me on". Great just great, i had a pervert and he was in love with me. "Why did you fuck me up the ass, and not in my pussy?". He then proceeded to tell me he was gay. I then learned he was abducting whatever gender he came across. "I prefer male, but the females have an asshole too. In the end, it didn't really matter". He actually liked having that plug in his ass, just not for so long. I asked him if he had ever tried dating his own kind. He had, but they had all ended in disaster. This guy was fucked up. I then asked him why he didn't have his own dog. Turns out he had a crminal record and wasn't allowed to keep animals, for obvious reasons. Now his fetish had nabbed him three months doggy detention. He had already been caught and paid a $1200.00 fine. It would mean jail if he had been caught again. Trouble was he was caught by an alien.
A month after adopting Woofy, i went into heat. It always drove Sam nuts. We had found out over the years that it was best just to go get a dog from the kennels. This time it was sort of a problem, having Woofy ocupying the doghouse. Unless we got another doghouse, that is. That is when i said stupid stupid stupid. We had a repulser field that would keep the dog in the yard. We had not tied Woofy since having that long conversation. He was behaving so far, having accepted his fate. I had returned him to the barking state i had originally put him in. He didn't like it, but accepted it all the same. With that cleared Sam drove off to the kennels to pick up my date. While Sam was gone, i went out to see Woofy. He could tell i was randy. "We are going to have a guest staying with us for two weeks". "Woof Woof Woof". "Oh i think you will like him, his name is Max. "Woof Woof Woof". "Oh don't worry, he's a doberman". "Woof". "And an attack dog!" He didn't have an answer to that one. "If you thaught we we're bringing a person, sorry for bringing your hopes up". I then had a very naughty idea. Two weeks from now i would kick myself in the ass for even thinking of such a thing, but my hormones took over my brain. "Woofy, i want you to eat me out. Notice here that i'm giving you a choice. I could order you, but i want you to do it because you want to. What do you say?". He was kind of surprised by the question, but he answered all the same."Woof". For the next ten minutes he brought me orgasm after orgasm, he was really talented with that tongue.
Sam arrived a little bit latter, with Max on a leash. She activated the door, and then let him in. "You two have fun". Boy did i ever. The one thing i actually like about being a bitch, is the sexual euphoria. Max was going to have a heck of a workout. Not only was i interested in him, but Woofy was as well. Seems like Woofy liked to take it as well as give it. The three of us had a non stop orgy for two weeks. When Max wasn't fucking me, Woofy was licking me. With Max excited all the time he even took Woofy in the ass. That was a strange sight, seeing Max tied to Woofy while he ate me out. Sam just left us in the back yard, called us a bunch of sex crazed nymphomaniacs. When my heat finally passed, i was a mess. Sam didn't do anything but feed us that whole time. "What's the point in giving you a bath, in fifteen minutes you will still be as rank as ever". That was her reasoning. Dogs only sweat from their tongues and the pads of their paws. Me i still have my human skin, along with the sweat glands. To say i was rank after two weeks of sex was an understatement. I needed a bath. Sam just hosed me off. "I'll give you a bath when i get back from dropping off max". Woofy was just as rank as me. He was sad to see Max leave. "Woof Woof Woof". "What do you want now?". He just kept barking until i let up and said. "Ok, you can speak in english". "Why don't you keep a male dog here, you obviously love sex". "Well, the simple answer is i can't achive orgasm unless i am in heat. And that only happens every six months, for two weeks. I would be pregnant right now if it wasn't for the fact that i have my tubes tied". He paused for a second. "Pregnant, but that would mean?". "Yup, puppies. I have had about a dozen litters since my change, and the average litter was four pups". "So, you mean to tell me you've given birth to 24 dogs". "Yes i have". "Where are they now?". "Well, my previous owner sold off most of them, but since being adopted by Sam i've had eight pups. Four are pets while the other four are attack dogs for the police". "Wow, how do you cope?". "Enough questions already, go back to your barking". "Woof Woof Woof".
Sam gave us each a bath when she returned, then i went into the house for the first time in weeks. Sam followed me in. I was headed to my room for a nap when sam stopped me. "When did you decide to become a sexual nymphomaniac?. Six weeks ago you were raped and traumatized by Woofy, only to turn around a month later and let him eat you out. Repeatedly. Everytime i looked out you were either getting fucked by Max, or licked by Woofy. Sometimes i just can't understand you". That question took me by surprise, then i kicked my self in the ass. What had i just done?. These damn hormones kept turning me into a sexual deviant. Of course trying to explain it to Sam was a little awkward. "I can't help myself, when i go into heat it's like something in my brain just clicks. The only thing i think about is sex. I try to force it out of my mind, but i just can't. The alien did say he operated on my brain. Maybe he fixed it so i turn into a sexual deviant, just so i was sure to act like a bitch whether i wanted to or not. CB used to get extreme pleasure watching me perform, and over the years i have come to enjoy it. Maybe a little too much." That answer took Sam by surprise. One thing was for certain, i was going to ask that alien exactly what he did to my brain.
The next two weeks were uneventfull. Everything went back to normal, well except for Woofy wanting to eat me out all the time. Sam then made sure to tell us that she wanted no more sex between us. Since for Woofy it was a direct command, he couldn't even try. Me, i didn't have the urge anymore anyway. Then Sam's phone rang. She didn't talk long. "Girl, come with me". I followed her out to the back yard, where she led me towards Woofy. When we got there she had us sit down in front of her. "That was the alien calling. He wants to beam us up to his ship, so stand still". I closed my eyes, then the feeling of disasociation came over me. It felt like i was pushed and puled and squezzed into somthing i shouldn't be able to fit into. Woofy hadn't really been awake the last time the alien had beamed us up,
so he promptly passed out. That beaming thing was something to get used to. Even Sam had a bit of a problem, even when she was prepared for it. Me it just seemed to happen a little too often. This alien has been embroiled into my life for the last 7 years. "Ah, welcome to my ship, please follow me". Woofy got up, although he was still passed out. That collar was amazing. He led us into what could only be described as a living room. There was a round table sunk into a pit, surrounded by pillows. Once everybody was situated he got right to the point. "First off, those computer chips were a huge success on my homeworld. But i need more". Sam responded to that. " Well thats all good, but i need money for that. The last load took most of the money a had saved in the bank, it's just not possible right now". He then replied."Money is not a problem. I have several cases of precious stones, i am pretty sure you could sell them for the money that you need". He then pressed a button on his arm. The cases he was talking about appeared on the table. There were four of them, all about the size of an average briefcase. He opened one of them, only to reveal a case full of perfect rubies. He opened each one in turn, diamonds, emeralds, Sapphires. We were looking at a huge fortune in gemstones. Sam was speachless, i was struck dumb. We just sat there, slackjawed.
"I don't know where in the world i could sell that many stones, it could look suspicious". Was Sam's reply.. The alien replied. "You could sell it on the new york diamond exchange, as an estate sale. I have already made inroads on your internet. Just say that your great aunt left them to you in her will". Sam's reply was that she had no great aunt. "Do you have any dead relatives?". Damn that was rude, but that alien has always been blunt. Sam had to think for a second. "My uncle died four years ago, but he died rather poor. I don't think it would look right, again too suspicious". The alien then went over to a console and entered some information, then google appeared on the screen. He quickly closed it, then tapped into something else. He was soon into someplace he wasn't supposed to be in, National Records. He then went and created a fake person, complete with everything. Date of birth, name, drivers license, sosial security number, etc etc. "You will have to go to a funeral, your brother just died. And he had a huge estate". Sam looked at him. "You do realise i work for the FBI, and what you just did was extremely illegal". He just said. "You can quit now, i
just made you richer than your wildest dreams".
Sam decided to go along with it, it wasn't everyday that someone dropped millions of dollars into you're lap. She asked the alien. "Why are you doing all this?". He replied. "My world is more advanced then yours, but the miniaturization of your computers far exceeds ours. One of your basic home computers takes up this much room." He gestured with his hands. "One of our takes up a whole city block. My planet is basically one big computer. With me buying yours over here i stand to make a fortune over there". So that was his motive. "I stand to gain more than i lose by setting you up as my supplier, only problem is writing all that software for the new chips. Our software just isn't compatible". Me and Sam turned to look at Woofy, who was still sleeping on the floor. It was uncanny how we both looked at him at exactly the same time. "I think we have a solution for that, Woofy over there is a software engineer". That really excited the alien. The alien then asked. "Has he learned his lesson yet?". We both replied. "YES, he has". "Well then, i will comence on the reconfiguring of his body. He is of no use to me in the condition he is in. Perhaps
seeing himself as he was he will be inclined to accept my offer for a job". We both stared at him. "Of course i will respect any decisions he makes". With that ironed out he beamed us back home. As for Woofy, he was in for a surprise.
Sam told the FBI that she was going to her brother's funeral, seems he died in an airplane accident. She had to pretend that she was distraught. What she ended up doing was taking me for a vacation. The funeral actually took place, but they buried an empty casket. Seems the body was too burned to show in an open coffin. With that done it was off to the reading of the will. He had left everything to Sam, although the only things he owned were an airplane and a safety deposit box. And in that safety deposit box, you guessed it, were four briefcases. The lawyer of the estate, you always need a lawyer for these things, then put those four cases on the table. "You will have to sign these forms, then the cases are yours". Sam signed, then went and opened the first case. The lawyers eyes bugged. It was
bad enough that it looked like he was going to loose his eyeballs. " HOLY SHIT, WILL YOU LOOK AT THAT". Sam just replied "Oh my, where did my brother get these". She then opened all the cases, the lawyed almost had a heart attack. She then asked the lawyer if they were worth anything. "I'm not sure, but we could be looking at millions here!".
We had the lawyer set up a meeting with the New York Diamond Exchange. When Sam entered the building we were stopped at the door by a guard. "Sorry, no dogs allowed". Sam then flipps out her FBI credentials, "This is a specially trained dog, she comes with me". The guard didn't have much to say about that, so he let us pass. We walked into a spacious lobby, then went up to the information desk. The recpetionist asked if she could help us, and Sam told her that her lawyer had made an appointment for her. She then asked for a name. "Samantha Keller". She looked it up on her computer, then told us to go to a certain room on the third floor. When we got there we found out it was a gemstone grading lab. There was a couple of guards in front of a bunch of glass doors. From what we could see
inside, everyone was in full lab gear. Everthing was white and spotless. "I am sorry ma'am, you can't bring that dog in there, clean room". Sam didn't think her credentials would work this time so she told me to stay there with the guards.She went in after putting on a lab coat, some slippers, and a hairnet. She looked kind of poofy. She placed the cases on the counter in front of a lab tech. When he opened one of the cases, his eyes seemed to bug out. He picked up one of the stones, a really big diamond, and examined it with his jewler's loupe. He then weighed the stone. "Oh my god, it weighs in at 457.83 carats". Sam then asked him if that was good. "Are you kidding, this diamond alone is worth 20 million dollars". He then grabbed another one, and weighed that one as well. "This one weighs in at 52 carats, worth about a million dollars". Sam was starting to get excited. The technician then decided to count how many diamonds were in the case. He then weighed all of them. "Miss Samantha Keller, you have here 150 diamonds, none smaller than 40 carats. The biggest one was the first one i weighed, with most of them being in the 40 to 60 carat range. With all the diamonds appearing to be top quality, and perfectly cut, this case alone is worth about $150,000,000.00. And you happen to have three more". Sam was now looking ready to faint, and so did the lab tech.
They soon had the entire lab going through those cases. Each case had one huge gem in it, with the rest of the gems being of average size. Each case had exactly 150 gems in them. All told Sam had close to three quarters of a Billion dollars in those four cases. Good thing nobody tried to rob us on the way here. Sam was sitting down. She had just found out she was one of the richest persons in the world. It was a lot to take in. "What am i going to do?". The first technician to talk to her suggested she put them in their vault, to keep them safe. "Well i want to sell some, maybe that big diamond". Later on that day, Sam had 20 million dollars in her bank account. The four cases were stored in the vault, ready and waiting.
Sam did what the alien had suggested, she quit her job. She then bought a huge warehouse. The plan was to buy all the latest high tech computer hardware and software, and store it in the warehouse. The alien would then beam everything up, with no one the wiser. He was quite surprised when Sam told him jow much the gems where worth.
"I suspected they were worth a lot, but not that much. My people have no need for such things". We then asked him where he had got them. "I found the raw gems in your earth's crust, they were quite easy to find. Then i simply beamed them up". We then asked who had cut the gems. "Oh that was me". "You, how did you do it. The jewler said they were all perfect". He then explained his laser cutters could cut a lot more than flesh. With the lasers being as precise as they were, it was a relatively simple process. He didn't even need to polish the stones they were that good. We then asked him how Woofy was coming along. "He is recovering in the biogenic fluid, should be just fine tomorrow". "I guess we should probably call him Walter now". I then asked a question i had been meaning to ask for
too long. "What exactly did you do to my brain when you operated on it". That question took him off guard, he had to think for a minute. "I placed an electrical trigger in your prefrontal cortex, which is in the anterior part of your frontal lobes. That in turn heavily stimulates the dopaminergic projections from the limbic system". I looked at him kinda strange. "What?.......... could you explain it to someone who isn't a brain surgeon". He then explained. "When you go into heat, it triggers a little fusion battery in your brain to emit a small electrical charge. That charge forces your brain to dump large amounts of dopamine into the pleasure centres of your brain, making it more pleasurable to have sex".
Well, there was the answer. Dopamine was turning me into a slut. I never did ask him to remove that fusion battery.
We were all there when Walter was removed from the biogenic tank. He looked the same as before except for a complete lack of hair. I got to examine him in the nude, to bad he was gay. He came to with all three of us watching. "We uh wa, uh where am i?" The alien then told him he was whole again, minus the hair. He then stood up, examining himself. He was quite overjoyed that his dick and balls were back where they belonged. "That's a relief, i thaught they were gone for good. What are you going to do with me now?". Straight to the point, maybe him and the alien where made for each other. "Our alien friend over there has a proposal for you". He then looked at the alien. "I find myself in need of a software engineer to supervise the integration of your computer hardware and software into my world". My,
that was a mouthfull. " I need you to come with me and train my people on how to integrate terran computers into our globalwide computer". Walter looked at the alien. "Globalwide computer, what do you mean by that ?". "Exactly what i said, our entire world is one big computer. Think of how powerfull it will be when we miniaturize it with earth technology". Then came the million dollar question. "Would you like to see it?. One big city across the entire globe". He was thinking about it, that was for sure. "Can i think about it, this is an awfully big decision". The alien then clinched it when he said. "You will be richer than you're wildest dreams". Walter then said that his wildest dreams where pretty big. The alien then told him that he had given us almost three quarters of a billion dollars worth of gemstones, and that if he went with him, he would be wealthy beyond measure. Anything he desired would be his. And that, as they say, is history.
The alien and Walter left that evening. I bet Walter had him raid the local animal shelter, but i can't be sure. Sam bought us a condo on Hawaii, it was never cold there. It was fun to just lay back and relax. The alien came and went three times a year, always filling up his hold with several tons of merchandise. Sam always kept the warehouse stocked with whatever he would need, and my life was finally a happy one.
P.S. Sam still hates it when i go into heat, but now at least she understands.