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Three months.

Three agonizing months.

That was how long it had been since the Tramp agreed to marry Buster and become his personal sex toy/bitch in exchange for him staying away from his family.

Each week since then, he snuck out of the house to meet his 'husband', presented his rump to him like a female dog in heat and let him 'bury his bone' inside of him. Every time afterwards, Tramp was left with wobbly legs, feeling exhausted in the morning and possessing Buster's juices inside of him.

Lately, Buster had been considering starting a family with Tramp and keeping him from Lady forever, even suggesting adopting some pups like he did the day they got 'married'. Tramp started to get worried that he would actually kidnap some pups and make them their kids, then Buster got an even more bizarre idea in his head.

He believed that if he mated with Tramp enough that he would somehow magically get pregnant.

Tramp repeatedly told him it was impossible but Buster wouldn't budge on the idea and said he would fill him up over and over until it happened.

After so many thrusts and climaxes inside of him, Tramp was concerned that it might very well happen whether he liked it or not.

He still felt ashamed that he was lying and betraying his family, most of all Lady. He was cheating on her every time he went to Buster and let him have his way with him, but he continued to tell himself that it was necessary to protect them and as long as none of them knew then it would be ok.

Tramp had a few close calls here and there and he was worried that Lady was getting suspicious of why he was always so tired every morning and why he sometimes canid her from their bed. He tried to express this to Buster, but his 'husband' didn't care and simply got behind him before starting to rut him.

The older dog moved forward and back as Buster thrusted his member in and out of his rectum, or as Buster called it; 'his pussy'. Buster bit on the scruff of his neck tightly, chewing it even and ramming his hips against Tramp's rump so hard and so continuously that he was practically 'spanking' him as the humans would say.

Buster growled and moaned with pleasure as he continued to mate Tramp, while his 'wife' gritted his teeth so tightly that they might break, all this time he tried his hardest not to make any sort of noise when Buster was raping him, not wanting to give him any kind of satisfaction.

He even began to dig his claws into the concrete ground. The pain and pleasure soon became so great that Tramp couldn't but let out a cry and spread his claws.

Soon enough, both dogs raise their heads and howled loudly as they reach their climax, with Buster releasing his entire load into Tramp, filling up his insides.

After a few more spurts and long moans, Buster finally released Tramp's barrel from his grasp and turned around until they were rump-to-rump. Once again Buster had gotten his knot stuck inside Tramp, which the older dog knew it meant they would have to wait a little while before he could pull it out.

Buster chuckled as he rubbed his behind against Tramp's, agitating the gray dog. "Beautiful... I tell you Trampette, this never gets old, you know what I mean?" he remarked.

Tramp growled. "Buster, you know that's not my..."

"You still wanna keep your family safe!?" Buster snapped with a tone that made Tramp flinch and lose whatever anger he had.

"Y-Yes..." The older dog confirmed with fear in his voice. Since he became Buster's mate, he had become much more submissive when it came to making love, much to his shame.

"Then when we're together, your name is Trampette! Got it!?" Buster stated, sternly.

"Got it..." Tramp nodded with a sigh.

Buster smirked as he tugged on his knot a little, only to get pulled back and have his rump bump against Tramp, something the older dog knew he did on purpose. "Good girl,"

Some time passed, and Buster's knot had finally died down enough for the Doberman-mix dog to pull out. Once again, Tramp's hole was left spread open, every time he let Buster bury his bone inside of him, his anus had gotten at least an inch bigger and once again he was struggling to keep himself standing.

Buster on the other hand still looked like he was full of energy and rapidly shook himself as he smiled. "Ah... boy that was good," he said with a long sigh before looking back towards Tramp. "Baby, I always feel like a king when I mate with you. That's why you're my girl."

"I'm not your..." Tramp began to protest before the pain in his anus flared up and made him moan with pain.

"Yeah, you are. You just don't know it yet. But you'll see, once we have kids, adopted or otherwise... then you'll really start seeing yourself as my girl." Buster assured him.

Tramp glared at the dog extorting him. "Buster, I am not leaving my family behind to start a new one with you."

Buster didn't seem fazed by this however and smirked. "We'll see. Now hurry on back home, your 'Lady' is waiting for you."

"Gladly." Tramp huffed as he started to walk, or rather limp, away to the door out of the empty building they were in.

"Wait!" Buster spoke up and Tramp stopped in his tracks almost instantly. "Before you go, mind giving your husband some sugar?"

Buster raised his brows up and down twice with a suggestive smirk. Tramp knew what he meant and responded with a long, tired sigh before making his way back to his 'husband '.

The second they were face to face, Tramp leaned forward and engaged Buster in a kiss which, much to the older dog's horror, he was starting to enjoy. Usually his lovely Lady was the only one who could stir his heart, but now it beats even faster the second that he locked lips with his former best friend. His tail even started wagging, just like Buster's.

When they finally separated, Tramp shamefully felt disappointed that it had to end, something he managed to hide from Buster. A paw slap to the face snapped the Tramp out of his trance.

"Now git." Buster ordered.

"Yes, sir." Tramp nodded obediently before turning and walking away.

As he left, Buster couldn't help but notice something odd about Tramp, something that he had been picking up on but ignoring for the past three months.

Every week since he started ass raping Tramp in exchange for keeping away from his family, Tramp's abdomen has been increasing in size and the Tramp himself was getting slower, practically waddling now.

Buster started to wonder what the reason for that was until it dawned on him and the realization made him gain an evil yet also pleased smirk. "Oh, ho, ho... beautiful."

---

Some time later, after walking for almost an hour, Tramp found himself back in Snob Hill and at the house he, Lady and the rest of the kids called home.

It was probably well after midnight, so everyone was probably still sleeping at this hour, meaning he could sneak into his and Lady's bed without her realizing that he had left in the first place. He had done so before, albeit barely, he never thought this time would go differently.

Legs still shaking and his stamina almost empty, Tramp stepped through the doggie door on the back of the house and took a few steps into the kitchen before freezing up upon hearing somebody clear their throat in front of him.

Tramp looked ahead and saw his true mate and love of his life, Lady, step out of the shadows and into the moonlight shining from behind him. She glared at the gray dog in front of her with a disapproving look.

With a nervous chuckle, Tramp tried to put on an assuring smile. "Uh, Pidge... ha... what-what are you doing up...?"

"I could ask you the same thing." The Cocker Spaniel pointed out, icily.

"I..."

"Where were you?"

"Nowhere...?"

"Then why do you look so tired?"

"Well it is late..." Tramp reasoned.

"Yes, it is and you've been getting late for weeks now without any explanation and because of that, you always look tired! Why!?" Lady demanded.

"How did...?" Tramp began to ask in disbelief.

"You don't think I notice when you try to 'sneak off' in the middle of the night?" Lady questioned. "I'm not stupid Tramp, now tell me what's going on!"

Tramp tried to quiet her down. "Ssh! Quiet! The kids...! You'll..."

"Don't worry, they're asleep. Besides, I don't want them hearing or seeing this." Lady stated, sternly.

"Pidge..." Tramp started to say.

"Enough!" Lady snapped, sternly. "I want the truth Tramp and I want it now. Where have you been going every night!? Why are your pupils so big? And why are you getting so fat and slow lately!?"

Tramp didn't know anything about his sudden weight gain but wanted to tell her about his deal with Buster, more then anything really. But it would break her heart if she found out that he was married to another dog, a male dog in fact and was letting him mate him for protection. So, reluctantly, he held back the urge to tell the truth. "I... I can't tell you that..."

"And why not?" Lady questioned.

"I can't tell you that either." Tramp replied, solemnly.

"Then what can you tell me?" Lady demanded.

"Nothing much... except that I love you. I love our family... and everything I do is to protect you all..." The former stray started to explain.

"From what?" Lady asked, expectantly. "From yourself? Your desire to romance every other dog in town!?"

"No! That's not what I...!" Tramp started to say before Lady gasped sharply.

"Oh my Gosh... that's it isn't it...? You're involved with another dog... aren't you...?" His female mate fearfully inquired as she backed up a little in shock. "You even smell like another dog...!"

"No!! No, it's...!" Tramp tried to deny but Lady wouldn't listen to whatever excuse he came up with.

"Who is it!!?" Lady demanded expectantly. "Rixie? Lulu? Fifi? Rosita Chiquita Juanita Chihuahua!?"

"No! No! None of them! It's nothing like that! There's no other girl I promise!" Tramp insisted and it wasn't a total lie either. "Look, there are things going on right now that I want to tell you about, I really do, believe me. But I can't... the less you know, the safer you'll be. What I'm doing... Let's just say that's all that's keeping you, Scamp and the girls safe. But it doesn't change how I feel about you. It doesn't change..."

Tramp suddenly felt a wave of pain go through his body as she struggled to stand suddenly and nearly collapsed. All of Lady's anger towards Tramp quickly vanished as she came closer to him with concern in her eyes.

"Tramp! Are you alright!?" she inquired.

The older dog just let out a groan. "Yeah... yeah, I'm alright Pidge... just not as young as I used to be..."

Lady suddenly started sniffing him. "Hey... your scent... it's different somehow..."

"I... must be coming down with something. I-I'm gonna go head to bed... meet you there?" Tramp asked as he started to waddle his way out of the kitchen while a worried Lady watched him.

"O-Ok..." she said in response.

Tramp made his way to the living room, where his and a Lady's bed lay, along with bed's belonging to Scamp and the girls before his legs started to give out. He soon collapsed on his side, out of breath and exhausted beyond belief. He knew he was old and just had sex but he didn't think he'd be this tired from it.

As he panted heavily, he weakly glanced at the mirror just across from him and gasped with saucer wide eyes.

His member, which was once as large as any other male dog's, was now a quarter of its original size. It was like it was getting smaller and would probably get smaller until it vanished completely. Exactly what would be left behind, he had no idea, still the thought terrified him.

"What's happening to me?" Tramp asked, bewildered and scared.

---

For the next couple of days, Tramp just didn't feel like himself, like at all. He felt sluggish, ate more then usual and actually started to think that making himself look pretty like his daughters did. He didn't even go on that many walks with his family, which didn't improve things between him and Lady, and they were quite tense indeed.

Things had gotten so bad that they were even sleeping in separate beds, ones that were located in separate rooms. They made sure not to let the kids know and pretended that everything was fine, even making sure they were sleeping in the same bed when Scamp and the girls woke up.

One night, Scamp rushed into the room that Tramp was using as a second bedroom, excitedly barking up a storm which hurt the old dog's ears.

"Hey! Hey, Pop!" The pup piped up.

"What...?" Tramp groaned as he opened his eyes.

"You wanna go out and howl at the moon together?" Scamp inquired, eagerly.

"Oh... not tonight, whirlwind." Tramp smiled weakly. "Maybe some other time."

Scamp moaned in disappointment. "Aw man... that's what you said last time..." he said.

"Sorry, kiddo." Tramp apologized.

"What's the deal, Dad? You said after I came home that we could do some howling sometimes but now..." Scamp began. "Everyday you barely do anything but sleep and eat and you look like you just had another fight with Reggie too."

"What can I say? I guess I just caught something." Tramp shrugged. "But don't worry, I'll be fine..."

"But Pops..." Scamp started to say before Scamp's girl, Angel, came over.

"Scamp. Just leave him alone, let him rest," she urged him.

"But..."

"He'll be ok. But constantly urging him to spend time with you isn't gonna help.

"Yeah, I know, but..."

"Hey, if you'd like, I can do some howling with you."

"Really?" Scamp asked, surprised before becoming happy. "That's... great! Yeah! Thanks."

"What can I say? I know what you like tenderfoot." Angel smiled before licking his cheek, turning and walking away. "Come on."

Both Scamp and Tramp watched her go with smiles on their faces.

"You better hold onto her, son." Tramp encouraged him. "You got a good one there."

"Yeah..." Scamp said before turning around. "You too."

Tramp nodded slowly. "Yeah... I know."

"Then why are you fighting? Why aren't you talking to each other?" Scamp suddenly asked.

Tramp was stunned to hear this, believing that he and Lady had kept such a fact a secret from them, though apparently not well enough. Still, he attempted to play dumb anyway. "Wha-what...? What are you...?"

"I'm not stupid Dad, I can tell you two are avoiding each other." Scamp stated.

"I..." Tramp started to say.

"Whatever your doing... Please don't let it hurt Mom any more." His son told him before he left the room as well.

Tramp's guilt quickly intensified as he lowered his head, gazing at the floor with tears beginning to form in his eyes.

Even if his secret hadn't been exposed yet, his family still suspected something. They knew he was hiding something and just knowing that was straining his marriage and tearing his family apart.

All this had to end. He knew that. He knew it in his bones.

---

A week later, it soon became that time, the time when Tramp gave his so-called 'husband', payment for leaving his family alone and this time Tramp was determined to end the whole thing. He knew the risks, but still he decided to face them. Better to die protecting your family then to live with betraying them.

Once everyone was asleep, he slowly and quietly rose up from his and Lady's bed before stepping out of it, one paw after the other. He soon began to move silently out of the room, hoping not to wake anyone up.

Just as he was about to step out of the room, he stopped and turned to take one more look at Lady and the kids. Once he was absolutely sure that they were asleep, he stepped out of the room.

Unknown to him, as he left, Lady slowly opened one of her eyes.

Stepping through the doggy door, Tramp made his way into the backyard and hurried over to the opening in the fence. He tried hard to make sure that his slipping through the opening was quiet, and despite his increase in stomach size that made him unintentionally bang against the sides, he managed to get through.

Not too long after he left, Lady came out through the doggy door as well and just caught a glimpse of him leaving.

"What are you up to, Tramp?" Lady whispered before heading through the backyard and slipping through the opening also.

As Tramp made his way to his and Buster's usual meeting place, Lady continued to follow him, while making sure to maintain a good distance away from him. The last thing she wanted to do was suspect that he was being followed. When he happened to get too far away, she simply used her sense of smell to track him and with that strange scent he was giving off it wasn't hard.

---

Soon enough, Tramp arrived at the building where Buster was waiting for him. He stepped down the alley and walked until a door opened and he stepped through.

Once he was inside, his self-proclaimed husband was standing directly ahead of him, grinning a pleased and sadistic grin that sent a shiver down his spine.

"Welcome back home, Trampette." Buster said, trying and failing to sound warm and welcoming.

"Buster..." Tramp muttered, struggling hard to surprise his growl.

"Alright babe, you know the drill; give papa a smooch." Buster instructed as he gestured to Tramp to come closer.

Much to his anger, Tramp felt compelled to walk closer to Buster, it was like his body was acting on its own and all he could do was struggle in vain to fight it.

"Buster, we have to talk." Tramp stated, firmly.

"Funny, I don't recall you ever being in a position to be making demands." Buster pointed out, smugly.

"Listen to me! I can't... I can't do this anymo-!" Tramp started to yell before Buster put a paw to his mouth to silence him.

"Sssh," he said before grabbing Tramp's collar with his teeth and practically ripping it off his neck.

"I..." The older dog began.

"Alright. No more talking, just my tongue in your mouth." Buster whispered before putting his paw under Tramp's chin and pulling him in for a kiss. Tramp desperately tried to fight back when Buster's tongue entered his mouth but all his tongue ended up doing was swirl around Buster's.

The doberman released Tramp's lips for a moment and stared into the eyes of his 'wife'. During that split second, Tramp became stunned when he saw that the look in Buster's eyes wasn't that of a predator or dominator, but rather a look of warmth and affection.

Before Tramp could say anything about it, Buster locks lips with him again and Tramp suddenly found himself responding by returning the kiss with vigor he didn't even know he had.

Eventually, with eyes half-lidded and out of breath, Buster pulled away and sighed deeply.

"Ah, beautiful..." he smiled.

"Buster please... I can't... I don't want to do..." Tramp started to say.

"Don't want to do what?" Buster inquires with a raised brow.

"I... I..." The Tramp sputtered out. He tried to tell Buster that their deal was off, that he didn't want to betray his mate anymore. However, his rapidly beating heart and everything else that's going on his head made it hard for him to remember what to say. It became especially hard when he stared into Buster's eyes and started feeling the way he felt around a certain girl whose name seemed to escape him.

The doberman just smirked and leaned in close. "Wanna fuck?" he asked invitingly.

As the Tramp fluttered his eye lashes like a female dog would, he put on a happy smile. "Yes..." The older dog answered in his best girl voice.

"Then turn around, raise your rump and tell me to come and get it." Buster ordered.

As Tramp started to do as he was told, Buster's grin grew larger and larger, especially when Tramp raised his hindquarters while looking back towards him in a dirty way. He was completely under his spell.

"Come and get it, baby." The older dog said in a sexy manner.

"With pleasure." Buster declared hungrily as he approached his mate, his member growing to its full length.

---

Unknown to either of them, just outside of the building, Lady was still sniffing around and getting closer to where her husband was. She was so focused on finding him, that she didn't even notice how dark and creepy the area was.

It took her a little while but she soon caught his scent again. "Tramp! He's close! Right over..." she started to say before locking her gaze on the old building. "There!"

The female cocker spaniel quickly hurried as fast as she could towards the building.

---

As Lady got closer and closer to the building where Tramp and Buster conducted their 'meetings', the two males were already well into their love making session. Buster already had his knot inside of Tramp, he rapidly pounded his hips and bumped his balls against the rear end of his 'wife', the sounds of watch echoed throughout the large room as they rock back and forth.

Tramp moaned and whimpered with pleasure as Buster continued to pierce him with his bone. The Doberman panted heavily with a pleased look in his face, one that his mate shared as he thrusted further and further into him. The sounds the Schnauzer mix made were music to Buster's ears and both of them were drooling and grunting at the same time.

While Buster rutted him hard and faster, Tramp's own member just swung back and forth uselessly between his legs, it seemed to have completely given up on erecting itself and acting more like a lady part then anything else.

As for his insides, after so many fuckings, they had moulded themselves to completely fit Buster's cock and sent waves of pleasure each time it rubbed his walls, which clenched around his 'husband's' member.

"Yeah, that's it! That's it! You're loving it now, aren't you?!" Buster demanded, full of arousement.

"Y-Y-Yes...!" Tramp responded with a big goofy smile on his face.

"Who's my girl?" The Doberman questioned.

"I am!" The Schnauzer mix replied.

"Who's my bitch!?"

"I am!!"

"Who do you belong to!!?"

"You Buster! You, the dog I love! Not Pidge!"

Buster was so pleased to hear Tramp yell these words that his thrusting drastically increased in speed, he was so enraptured by what he was doing that he didn't notice anything around him, now he was closer to reaching his limit. They both were, and Tramp seemed to fully accept his new place as Buster's personal fuck toy and female mate.

When they finally reached their respective climaxes, as Buster stuffed Tramp like a turkey, the two dogs both let out a long howl to the heavens.

Not too long after, even though he just released inside of Tramp, the Doberman quickly found himself rutting him again. The thrusting started out slow, then gradually built up speed, making Tramp grunt and moan as Buster went deeper and deeper inside him, even poking at something deep in his body that he didn't even know was there.

Enough thrusting and a second load was squirted right into Tramp, some of it even dripped out and made a puddle between them. After another long howl, Buster quickly got a third wind and started fucking the older dog once more.

Tramp felt like he was in heaven, what Buster was putting him through was far better then the loving making he and Lady engaged in.

The first time he realized this, he was shocked to his core but now it had finally settled and he wasn't afraid to admit it any more. Even the pain of his prostate, or whatever it was now, being repeatedly rammed and his inner lining retearing was beginning to feel good.

"Bu... Bu... Bu... Bu... Buster!" The gray dog cried.

"That's it, Trampette! Say my name!" Buster encouraged.

"Buster...!" Tramp practically howled.

"Gonna fuck you so good, that you'll assume the position every time you look into my eyes!" Buster promised. "Remember; you belong to me!"

The doberman bit into the scruff of Tramp's neck hard and fast, as a way of making him remember what he just said for the rest of his life.

"Ah... ah... ah! Ahhhhh!!" Tramp started to scream as he reached another orgasm. He suddenly snapped out of it the second he heard a sharp gasp coming from close by.

As his eyes quickly popped open and his jaw became slack, Tramp slowly turned his head, with fear and dread filling his heart. He knew who that gasp belonged to and he hoped to God or whoever was listening that he was wrong. He wasn't.

There, standing at the door he came in through, eyes as wide as his own and gazing directly at him with a jaw just as slack, was the girl he left Buster for, the one he left all the girls for; Lady herself.

Something seemed to break inside of both of them the second they locked eyes. Everything they knew about each other, everything they've been through, their kids and their family, just _shattered _in a second.

Lady couldn't believe what she was seeing; Tramp, her husband, her true love, was mating with another male dog. She suspected, as well as feared, that it was another girl but she never saw this coming. And surprisingly, it seemed to break her heart even more.

As for Tramp, he was just frozen, he didn't make a sound or even breathe, not even with Buster still thrusting into him. All the sexual excitement he was feeling earlier just disappeared and replaced with a sick feeling, upside down stomach.

The two continued to stare at each other and stay frozen in place like statues, with Buster being totally oblivious to it until moments later. He noticed Tramp's stiffness, saw that he was looking at something and turned to see his 'replacement' acting like an innocent voyeur, only with a horrified expression.

"Oh! Hello there." Buster greeted her rather amicably. He looked down toward Tramp, smiling evilly as he looked at the horror stricken expression on his face. "So, is that the prissy Queen of kennel I've heard so much about? This 'Lady'? This your mate and wife?"

After another long moment of silence, Lady finally spoke and it was a word that Tramp opened to never hear.

"Ex." Lady replied bluntly and emotionlessly.

With that, Lady turned and high tailed it out of there.

The second his first mate left the room, Tramp's heart started to beat faster as he began to panic. He had to leave and catch up with her and he has to do it faster.

"No! Wait! Pidge! Pidge, wait!!" Tramp yelled out as he tried to move but Buster's grip around him was too tight.

"Ah, ah, ah, Trampette," he said, smirking and wrapping his forelegs around his mate even tighter. "Not so fast, still gotta stuff ya again."

"Buster, please..." Tramp started to beg before he let out a long cry as the Doberman released a third load into his anus.

"Ah... damn that was good..." Buster sighed while Tramp began to wiggle around and struggle violently to move. "Alright, alright, alright, I'm all empty anyway and you deserve a reward."

Buster released Tramp from his grasp and lifted a leg as he turned around, soon enough they were tail to tail again, a position they were both familiar with.

Tramp tried to move again but quickly found himself unable, he pulled and tugged but Buster's bone was still buried in him.

"Come on... come on..." Tramp groaned intensely, the pain of forcefully pulling the knot out of him was starting to get him.

"Hey, sorry babe, not my fault, gotta wait till it's gone down." Buster reminded him. "If you try to force it, it'll..."

"I don't care!" The older dog barked, struggling even more, which made the pain increase. "I have to talk to Pidge!!"

"Then talk."

Surprised, Tramp stopped moving around and widened his eyes again as he looked to the entrance.

Lady, his love, had returned. She seemed to be much calmer then before but now she had tears flowing down her face.

"Ooh, hello Lady, nice to see you again." Buster said casually with a smile. "Name's Buster. Wish we could have met under better circumstances and not tied to your old husband here."

The two dogs ignored him and continued to stare into each other's eyes. As they did, all their memories, from their first meeting to their spaghetti date as well as the first time they made love on top of the hill. And now, all it seemed to be ending with Buster's knot in Tramp's anus.

"Pidge... Pidge I..." The gray schnauzer mix began to say.

"Stop." Lady coldly interrupted while raising a paw, making Tramp's ears become flat as he lowered his head. "First of all, explain to me exactly what is going on here. Why are you letting Buster make love to you here?"

"I..." Tramp started to say before being interrupted again.

"Well, to put it bluntly Lady, she... is my wife." Buster revealed with a smug tone.

Lady gasped in response while Tramp looked back towards his 'husband' with a panicked expression before turning to his first mate

"Wait! Wait! Pidge! Pidge, it's not like that! I-I-I mean it... kinda is but... but it's only because it was part of his conditions!" Tramp explained, frantically.

"Conditions?!" Lady repeated, incredulously.

"Yes! See... he... he threatened you... and the kids... so... so I made a deal!" Tramp explained. If he were a human, he'd be sweating bullets right now.

Lady squinted at her now ex-husband. "What kind of deal?"

"A deal where... he would only leave you all alone... if I married him and..." The gray dog began.

"Let him treat you like a female and force himself upon you..." Lady finished, slowly.

"Yep! That's right!" Buster confirmed, full of pride. He quickly gave Tramp a rump bump. "And she's been a very good mate to me, haven't you Trampette?"

"Trampette?" Lady repeated with a raised brow.

"Yeah, it's... it's what he calls me." Tramp bemoaned while lowering his head.

"Call you? Ha! It might as well be your new name!" Buster remarked.

Tramp quickly raised his head, turned to the dog he was still attached to and narrowed his eyes. "No, it's...!"

"Shut up, bitch!" Buster snapped, making Tramp turn away with a lowered head.

"Yes, sir," he responded, meekly. Lady gasped, stunned by how much control Buster now had over Tramp. Gone was the charming, streetwise Tramp she fell in love with. Now all was left was a fearful girly male dog completely dominated by the dog he was attached to.

"But Tramp... why didn't you tell me...? About Buster? About... his threats? About...?" The Copper Spaniel started to ask.

"It was part of the deal..." Tramp answered. "I do... this... with him... and he never comes near you, doesn't tell you about it... none of that. Plus... I was afraid... I was afraid of how you would react."

"So, it wasn't just for my benefit, it was for yours!" Lady accused him.

"That's not true!" Tramp denied.

"Seems like it was." Buster remarked.

"Be quiet!" Lady barked at Buster, startling the doberman yet also secretly impressing him. The Copper Spaniel turned to her first love. "Tell me, do you enjoy it? Having him... inside you?"

Tramp opened his mouth slightly with wide eyes before closing it as his eyes darted around, looking unsure of how to answer such a thing. "I..." he started to say.

Buster pulled his rear back as much as he could due to still being hooked into Tramp before bumping his rump against his. "Answer her, Trampette!"

"Ok! Ok! I... well... not at first... I mean... the first time was more like rape..." Tramp confessed.

"Which you began to enjoy." Buster pointed out, smugly.

Shamefully, Tramp lowered his head. "Yes... I did... and... to be honest... I've... part of me has... enjoyed... having a bone inside of me..." he added, unable to look Lady in the eye. "It's actually been... fun."

A smile slowly formed on Buster's face as he looked back towards Tramp while Lady stared at him with a stone cold expression. Then, she asked him the dreaded question. "Do you love him?"

Now Buster's smile grew even wider. "Yes Trampette, do you love me?"

Tramp's widened while his body trembled as both Buster and Lady stared at him expectantly. Both their gazes were so strong, it almost felt like they were seeing right through him or attempting to burn holes in him. Both waited for him to give an answer and while it seemed like they could wait, it was clear that their patience was wearing thin.

"Well I..." he started to say.

"Yes?" Lady responded, wanting more.

"I... I... I... I... I... I..." Tramp continued, stammering now.

"Yeah? Yeah? Yeah?" Buster added, growing more impatient.

The gray dog just stammered some more. "I... I... I... I... I..."

"Out with it Trampette!!" Lady barked before gasping sharply and covering her mouth, shocked by what she said and did.

Tramp was especially stunned by this, including Buster. Even Lady now saw Tramp as more of a female dog then a male one, something Tramp thought she'd never do. Buster sure, but Lady? He felt his connection to her slowly dying inside of him at that moment in time. The emotion of shock shifted from sadness to bitterness in a jiffy.

That's when he made a decision. If everyone, including Lady, was gonna treat him like a girl, like a bitch, then he might as well be one.

"Yes. I. Do." Tramp finally declared. "I love Buster."

Lady and Buster both gasped sharply in unison at Tramp's answer. Both were shocked, though Lady even more surprised then Buster was, appropriately enough and Buster's shocked expression quickly became a pleased one.

"You... do?" Lady responded in a heartbroken tone.

Tramp nodded while keeping his gaze focused on Lady, even while he and Buster started to tug hard before Buster's knotted member finally popped out of him. Now the gray dog was free to step forward and look his now former love in the eye.

"That's right. I do. I love Buster, and he loves me." Tramp stated, seriously while his husband came over and stood beside him.

"Sure do." Buster confirmed smugly to Lady, who just glared at him. He then turned to Tramp, who turned to him in response. "Now come here baby."

Buster reached around and put a paw on the back of Tramp's head before pulling him in for a kiss. As he stuck his tongue down Tramp's throat, he opened an eye to see if Lady was still watching.

Lady's jaw dropped during the first second the kiss happened while her eyes also teared up.

Soon enough, she was unable to watch the former love of her life make out with another male and quickly averted her eyes.

Just then, Lady caught wind of familiar scent, one that made her turn back towards Tramp with slowly widening eyes.

"Tramp...?" she slowly spoke.

The two alpha dogs finally ended their kiss and turned to Lady with slight annoyance.

"What Lady?" Tramp asked.

"Why do you smell... the way I smell when I'm... in heat?" Lady inquired, both curiously as well as confused.

"What are you talking about?" The gray dog questioned.

Buster started to smell him too. "Yeah, she's right. You really _do _smell like a bitch in heat."

"What...?" Tramp started to ask before he suddenly let out a cry of pain and quickly lowered himself down to his underbelly.

"Tramp!" Lady cried out in alarm.

"Baby!" Buster added, equally concerned.

Tramp's whole body started shaking while he continued to moan and scream in sheer agony.

The pain he was currently feeling was excruciating, like he was being ripped apart, and in a way he was, as his body seemed to be changing on its own. While his body's muscle mass decreased, his eyelashes grew longer, he gained extra nipples that were fully erect and he even felt his male parts get smaller and smaller before sinking into his body.

Once the shaking stopped, Tramp let out a long sigh before dropping to the ground fully, both of the two dog's he had mated with the most, stared down at him with worry.

"Tramp?" Lady spoke first.

"Trampette?" Buster added.

Tramp hearing his new name was what caused him to finally start rising back up until he was back on all fours. He kept his head lowered as he stood before Lady.

"Tramp?" she asked. Once Tramp raised his head to look her in the eye, she gasped at her ex's new face, which now looked more feminine, especially his voice when he spoke.

"Actually... it's Trampette." The female dog standing before her stated. She gasped upon hearing her own voice. "W-Wait... is that my voice? Ahem! Is that _my _voice...?"

"Tramp... you... you're... you're a girl" Lady gasped in shock.

"What!?" Trampette exclaimed in shock.

"Huh, guess after so much fucking, your body's changed itself to become a girl." Buster deduced.

"But that's... that's impossible." Lady remarked, stunned.

"You say that and yet... here she is." Buster declared, pleased.

Trampette quickly started to inspect her new body with wonder and amazement. "Wow! A feminine voice, extra nipples and real girl parts! I actually have a pussy!" she commented.

"Still got that chubby rump back there though." Buster pointed out as he walked beside and smacked Trampette on the rear to make her squeal.

"Oh! Ooh, you cad!" Trampette smiled with a tone that reminded Lady of her old acquaintance 'Peg'.

"Hey, now you got the parts, what do you say we... try to make some pups?" Buster whispered to Trampette. "I'm sure we'll get it right this time."

"Oh, I'd_love_ to, but first..." Trampette began before she turned her attention to the distraught Cocker Spaniel nearby. "If there's nothing else, then I suggest you go on back home to Snob Hill, dearie."

"But-But...! But Tramp!" Lady began to protest.

"Trampette. The Tramp is dead." The now female Schnauzer mix dog stated, coldly. Lady gasped in response.

"But... but what about... what about the children...?" she asked, teary eyed. "What about our home and family?"

"The only home and family I _have is with Buster. As for the kids, make up some story, I don't care." Trampette said, indifferently. "If they ever decide to seek me out, don't try to stop them. Besides, even if I _did _come home, it'd be pretty hard to explain to them why they now have _two mothers instead of one."

"Yes I... suppose it would be..." Lady admitted, still crying even though she knew her ex had a point. There really was no way to explain to Scamp and the girls that their father and her had ended their relationship so that he could be Buster's bitch, both figuratively and literally.

It broke her heart, but she knew that this was where she and her former love would have to go their separate ways.

Slowly but surely, she turned away from the two lovers. "Well then... I guess... this is... goodbye." The Cocker Spaniel muttered, sorrowfully.

"Goodbye, Lady." Trampette said.

"Goodbye... Trampette..." Lady replied as she started to walk away with her head lowered.

That's when Buster turned to Trampette with a smirk. "Already baby, it's baby making time! Show me the moon!" he declared.

"Oh, you mean the moon outside...?" Tramp inquired, teasingly as she walked away a little bit before turning around and raising her rump as high as she could. "Or this moon?"

Buster then started howling loudly inside the building and panting with his tongue hanging out.

"Come and get it, baby." Trampette encouraged him in a sexy manner while fluttering her new lashes.

As Buster quickly came over and started to mount his mate, neither he nor Trampette noticed Lady coming over and picking up a torn red collar that used to belong to her ex-husband. With tears streaming down her face, she turned and walked out through the open door once again while the two love dogs started to mate like crazy.

"Oh.... yes! Yes! Oh yes!" Trampette panted happily, greatly enjoying the new feeling she was experiencing from having her new vaginal walls rubbed over and over. "Take me Buster! Take the virginity of my new female self!"

"You got it, baby!" Buster declared as she started to thrust even faster.

"Ooh! And here I thought you were gay." Trampette remarked with a smirk.

"Guess I'm bi now." Buster smirked back.

Trampette moaned loudy as Buster's member pierced her new vaginal opening over and over, unaffected by its tightness, the walls quickly took hold of it.

Soon after Buster bit her scruff and pounded her bum even harder, even getting his knot inside of her again Trampette's claws popped out before letting out a cry of ecstasy. Buster lets go of her neck to do the exact same thing, only with a smile on his face.

The gray female dog panted heavily. "That... was..." she started to say.

"Wait! Hold on, one more thing." Buster spoke up before he reached back towards Trampette's haunches with one of his front legs, stuck out a claw and started to cut through her fur and the skin underneath it just a bit. When he was finally done, Trampette now had a mark in her fur shaped like a 'B'.

"There, now every dog out there will know that you're mine!" Buster proclaimed, proudly.

The female Schnauzer mix turned to Buster lovingly. "I've always been yours, Buster."

Hearing this made Buster smile the biggest loving smile he ever sported on his face. "I love you, Trampette."

"And I love you, Buster." Trampette responded before giving Buster a long lick under his chin, which made him shiver with arousal, which made his penis shake inside of Trampette and aroused her as well.

"Ok! Back to baby making!" Buster quickly announced before he resumed humping his wife while Trampette let out cries of pleasure that grew louder and louder and eventually echoed throughout the neighborhood.