Synopsis: A female slave forced to live life as an outside dog. The following story is COPYRIGHTED. The author, Kaja_m, reserves all rights to this work. It may be freely distributed online, posted and archived electronically, only in its entirety, including all header material. Rarely, it was treated with such affection as to be called dog or mutt. Usually these days, it was simply referred to as beast, animal, or sometimes if its Master was feeling particularly giving... pet was its name. But, while being talked about or discussed, it was always IT. Thats what it even learned to call itself, in its own mind and thoughts.

Date: Wed, 13 May 2009 18:08:37 -0700 PDT From: Lee vtboy69_2000yahoo.com Subject: Dog Days Inn, Part 1 Dog Days Inn Disclaimer. The people, dogs and events depicted in this story are completely fictional. All people are over 18 years of age, all dogs have reached adulthood! Dont read if it offends you, otherwise, enjoy! The snow was falling so thick, it had turned Lee said stopping mid sentence as the dog sniffed his crotch. Easy boy! Ramon said to the dog, which stopped sniffing. "You would like a room"" "Yeah, just tonight, until the snow clears" Lee said. "No problem." Ramon said, starting to type into his computer.

Date: Mon, 25 Sep 2006 21:10:50 EDT From: KERRIGANishot699cs.com Subject: cassidys-adventures-as-a-dog chapter one revised This story is based on a book I read called Little Pet Shop of Horrors by Betsy Hanes. The story is that a girl, Cassidy, 12 or 13 years old, drinks a potion that turns her into a female golden retriever. No one, including David and her best friend, Suki, knows that the dog Cassidy is actually the once human Cassidy. Immediately after reading this story I saw the possibilities, and decided to write them down and send them to Nifty. I dont have permission from the author to write this, but all names and the book is Copyright Betsy Hanes, etc.

Date: Wed, 28 Jan 2009 08:58:58 -0700 From: Jay roberts diplomat1501msn.com Subject: "Dog Orgy, Part Two" by Jay Roberts Bestiality Chase kept grinning at me as he sat on my bed and began the big job of unlacing those impossible high boots that the paratroopers wear. His were as shiny as they require. It was hard to believe that my slob of a brother learned to polish his boots. Oo, now one boot was off. But now that he had seen me in the act with his dog, there was no use pretending that I was an innocent boi. He stood up; he wiggled out of his tight pants. Underneath were dark green boxers. Not too sexy, but I knew that all would be revealed in its glory.

And so was Liz, who was unaccustomed to any kind of dog and quite intimidated by one this size -- even if he werent jostling her, and growling, and shoving his snout between her legs. So she was already near panic when Hamlet seized a mouthful of her dress and began playing tug-of-war, complete with appropriately histrionic growling. Neighbors down the street have a bitch thats in heat, and its been making him horny as hell." Liz shrieked and staggered about, as the dog pulled her to and fro. Claire thought, "And I guess all bitches smell pretty much alike." She chuckled, and then The Idea came to her, dazzling in its perfection.

Date: Mon, 26 Jan 2009 07:55:15 -0700 From: Jay roberts diplomat1501msn.com Subject: "Dog Orgy, Part One" by Jay Roberts Bestiality ++I can see the wheels in your handsome head turning, trying to figure out what could possibly interest you in hearing about dogs having sex with themselves. BUT, add me, and you have something going. You can enjoy this trip to canine passion if you are over 18. If you accumulated less years not in dog years you will have to go away. The rest STAY! But dont play DEAD.++ We are a three-brother family. Eldest brother Chase is a paratrooper; Hes out of the country now, location a secret.

Date: Mon, 05 Dec 2005 20:41:20 -0700 From: john m karls_babydoghotmail.com Subject: My Dog Trip to Maine Part 4 My Dog Trip to Maine Part 4 4th installment of Dog Trip to Maine, completely fiction. None of these events didnt take place, only in the mind of the author. With that she left me in my kennel to let me rest. Then, I remembered the Saint Bernard. She pulled out a pink collar with a new tag on it saying: Jessica, Dog Slave. It was pretty plain and simple. She put the pink collar around my neck and locked it with a small lock. She put the key in her pocket, then pulled out my leash and clipped it to my collar.

Date: Sun, 14 Aug 2005 00:32:57 -0600 From: john m karls_babydoghotmail.com Subject: My Dog Trip to Main Im an 18 year old boy who lives with my father. Its been 3 months since I started talking to a guy on the internet who was interested in the same thing as I was. Even my sexual obsession with dogs. I left my home and made the long trip to Main on the best flight I could get on, with But I always wanted to live my life as a dog. Even if it was for a few weeks. The plane landed and as I got off with my two bags I was rushed by the person, Ill name him Carl, who I was talking to over the internet. He was a bit larger than I thought, but it was ok.

Old Digger,the family dog had his nose between Dawns legs sniffing her pussy and butt. Digger was a big dog and a right horny one too; he would hump a leg in a heartbeat. Yvett stopped at the door to watch and laugh as Dawn tried to shoo the dog away. But old Digger could not resist this opportunity, he continued to sniff and bury his nose in Dawns ass. Yvett watched as Digger became more excited as his dick began to emerge.

Date: Sat, 28 Aug 2004 14:57:53 -0700 PDT From: Jimmy Storie jimmy97_97yahoo.com Subject: Adopting My Own Dog I hope this will turn you on as much as I got writing it. It was as if some guy was actually calling me names as I enjoyed myself sexually and I love being called names when taking cock in my ass and down my throat. "Okay." I said but wondered why would he want us to go down his basement with his dog. Hank called out. "Shanks come on boy. Come on good dog. I have a surprise for you boy." A huge Rutweiller came running up to Hank from the back yard as moved in the house and toward a door I followed him and Shank.