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Amy, my boss, the vet just hired a new technician. Bernicia. Bernicia will take my place, eventually. Oh my She has a way to go. We are working at a vetrinary clinic. Amy told me to bring her along as I was brought into voluntary submission to radical experimentation and dog sex. On the first day with the dogs, I jacked a tethered dog and explained that this was to be her assignment for now. She sort of shied away, but she wanted the job and, after all, it was only handling a dog. When I told her to take over, she reached for a latex glove, but I immediately asked her if she had some sort of revulsion towards dogs? I acted a little upset. This had worked on me when Amy trained me.So B. began jacking dogs. I let her work on different animals all morning, and in the afternoon, I joined her again. As she reached under the dog and gently massaged the sheath, I coached her. Slow and gentle. Let yourself open to participation so the dog feels relaxed, welcome, accepted, wanted. As I watched her I saw her facial expression getting tense. Just relax and accept. Make him feel wanted. Relax and accept your feelings.Bernicia began to blush. Its OK. I know what you are thinking. Under the circumstances it is perfectly natural. Go ahead, its only in your mind. Its not as it it really happens. She bit her lip and continued. Imagine it entering instead of being in your hand. She looked up, shocked. and then we grinned at each other. She lowered her eyes. I’m not going to do that, if you try to make me. I am not going to try to make you do that. I paused a while. Unless you want to. I don’t. Never. That’s right. You do not really like dogs. Right? I like them OK, but I’m not going to become one.Wait we are on 2 subjects here. You can get bred if you want. If you do not want, forget it. But to do this job right you have to get into the dog’s mind and begin to think and feel like a dog. Can you do that? I’ll try. How do I do it? I’ll work with you on it. We tethered a new dog to the table. As she began to massage the sheath, I told her to think about how the animal felt, and how the bitch would react. Soon I was coaching her on feeling like a bitch. She was getting very agitated and when the dog was finished, she had to take a break. When she returned to the operating bay, I had another dog ready. I met her at the door with a depressor on which I had collected the secretions of a bitch in heat. Go back to the bathroom and press this up inside yourself. What is it? Bitch scent. The dogs will respond more quickly, but get it deep. It will give you some of the bitch feeling. Like what? A sort of dry itching. I was not totally truthful here as is caused a LOT of deep remorseless itching and over lubrication. You tried it? Yes, it helped me to understand and identify. Gets you over the shyness. Way up inside? Yes, way up, please.She was soon back and as she approached the dog he became very aggitated. She shied back. Its OK. He wants you. He;s trying to pay a compliment. Well, OK. This was a very fast clamax for the dog. I took the dog back and brought in another young German shepard. She was writhing against the table. Are you OK? NO Ah Do you think I could . . .?Oh You poor thing I understand. Strip and get up on the table. THe dog I brought in was now tethered but going nuts. B. made it to the table top in seconds. I put a collar on her and tethered her to the post, with her face on the table. Hurry Damn it I got the dog up behind her and helped him in. She let out a howl. The Clinic was closed by now so I let her carry on. I held the dog. I knew he had been well trained, so he was quite stable and businesslike. When the time thrust were deep enough I helped them into a knot.The next morning, when Bernicia came in, She administered herself another scenting, and paraded down the line of kennels agitating all of the dogs. She said it was ego building, but there will be no more of that.
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Comment by Fasthumper — 28, 2005 @ 8:50 am
Fantastic…..
Comment by grouse — 28, 2005 @ 1:46 pm
Fasthumper Grouse Thank you so much. Here is page 2.For a few days, I was a little worried about Bernicia. She had “the bit in her teeth”, and was behaving wildly. The bitch secretions had a vile effect on her. I could smell it on her skin. It seemed to have imbued her entire system, and when I talked to her and tried to calm her down, she would bare her teeth at me. She was really acting like a bitch. She would even scream and swear while being bred. She was insatiable until she became too sore to accept anymore.Finally, Dr Amy and I did use force on her. We were not going to, but it was too outrageous. We got her down on the table and I held her and spread her legs while Amy gave her a tranquilizing shot in the inner thigh. We had a little scene from the Exorcist, then she calmned, smiled and said, Thanks, I needed that. We laughed like a corral ful of donkeys. Now get dressed, Bernicia.But she lingered in the exam bay naked, poking around and asking questions. What are we going to do. Well, FGS (Female German Shepherd) 218 has great papers, but a damaged uterus, so can’t deliver. Rose is going to take her ova and implant it up into the fallopian tubes of FGS 33 A very strong and healthy girl. You can watch on the monitor if you like.But I was in front of the monitor and there really was not room. So Amy got Bernicia up onto the next table and turned on the monitor there and powered up the same type of machine that I was using. Bernicia seemed to have dozed from the sedative. I blocked the bitch’s leg up and prepared to enter. Amy blocked up Bernicia’s leg and said, I’m set to go here, we can procede together. B mumbled, are you going to lay some eggs in me? Amy answered, well I have to put 33’s eggs somewhere. B. said, no don’t, but did not struggle nor say anything further. Amy asked her if she could see the screen. Yes, she growled. We are entering now. I also entered the canine with my fiber optic probe. That’s the inside of your vagina. B. perked up with interest. You are Effing me? No, just implanting. Then I’ll be Effed Yes, after a couple days wou will be Effed. Here’s your cervix, and now up this tight space. Are you ready to emplant, Rose? Done I answered. Done. Amy echoed. Then we backed out of our animals. B’s eyes were wide. You didn’t she whispered. Amy came back to her with a large syringe.What’s that. Canine hormones and something to bring your temperature up. She slid the needle into Bernicia’s inner thigh. Bernicia, do you want the plunger down. If I inject this you will become pregnant as soon as you breed, in about 3 days. We will monitor to get the right time. Bernicia said No. Don’t. Amy said, Ok I’m withdrawing the needle. You’ll lose the eggs in normal menses. Wait. Give it to me. I want to do it. Do it slow so I can feel myself changing into an animal Amy very slowly depressed the pluinger. Bernicia made a grgling sound and went to sleep.Love to all, Rose.
Comment by Rose1 — 28, 2005 @ 7:37 pm
Great story Rose1,looking forward to the rest of this great story. A Big 10.
Comment by hilltopper — 29, 2005 @ 1:25 am
Thanks for the kudos, Hilltopper. You are very supportive to the writiers here, and that is great. It helps a lot.Part IIIThis is Bernicia. When I came to my senses, I was very confused. I recognized that I was locked in an Isolation cage in an off limits room used for quaranteen. I tried to get up, but was jerked back down. There was still a collar on my neck and it was snaffled to a short rail. No problem I’ll just unclip it. I reached for it and found my hands locked into mittens formed into the shape of animal paws.Ah I remember. Dr. Amy and Rose dressed me in “Body Armour” sort of olive brown like a mutt’s pelt, and then they locked up my hands and feet in these booties. The butt part had been removed. They are neat. I even have sort of a hood on with floppy ears and a brute of a tail. OK. Party’s over. I gave out a yell. Oh oh The party is NOT over. They used that damned dumbcane spray and I can’t talk. It is used to stop barkers from disturbing the whole kennel. I remember Rose telling me if it was used too much the vocal chords would atrophy and the effect would be permanent. I thought for a minute and then shook my head. My ears flopped against my face. No They were not my ears they were the costume ears. I must remember that.I did not feel well. It was the injections, I’m sure. I laid back down on the straw pallet and curled up. I wanted water, but lap from a bowl? Not me. I lay in a feverish half sleep. I worried about my voice. I could not even bark. but could manage a chesty growl. I could not tell what time it was. No windows, but my water bowl and dish were full. NO Dammit They were not MY food and water bowls. No No No. I tried to yell No, but nothing came but tears. Would they take my voice? I think Rose has had too much of the dumbcane. Her voice gets real scratchy, like when she gets excited. I remember ingeniouosly picking on my nipples in front of her and her voice would get like a strong whispering wind. I considered it fun at her expense. I am sorry Rose. I have been really changed here. I had to pee. Damn. At the end of my tether was a floor drain with a pail beside it. I got over to the drain on hands and knees, squatted and after getting my tail out of the way, I let loose. NO It was NOT my tail. It was . . .my tail. I went over and sampled some of the dog food and chopped vegetables. Maybe I shouldn’t eat the veggies. Do dogs ever eat veggies? Shit We eat anything. I sucked up some water then laid down on the pad. I remember Rose telling me I was a good girl. I was a good doggie. I wish I had something to do. The door unlocked and someone entered. I could not see who. They were veiled. She leaned over me and sprayed more dumbcane down my throat. Just a dab will do ya. They she unhooked my leash and I stood and tried to pull away. A blast of pain rent into my neack and out the soles of my feet. Shocking collar. OK. Play the game. Good girl came the low whisper. I was walked down the dark and vacant halls and out into the exercize pen. There she set me loose. The fence was not high, but with the mitts, I could not get over it. In about a half hour she took me back in. I was roughly bounced on an exam table, and geven another hormone and fever shot. This one really hit me, and I almost puked. I was washed and changed, and taken to the dark lounge. A drink had been poured and I could lift it with my front paws. Smart doggy. I sat watching TV for hours. maybe all night, then I was again locked down in quaranteen.Hope you enjoyed. Want to continue? Love, Rose
Comment by Rose1 — 29, 2005 @ 3:53 am
acctualy one of the best stories keep going
Comment by vedr — 29, 2005 @ 5:17 am
Yes Rose1 great story getting better all the time.ty for all your posting hun.
Comment by hilltopper — 29, 2005 @ 5:29 am
heyFantasticthanks again rose
Comment by Fasthumper — 1, 2005 @ 6:48 am
Tell me that you remember me. I am Bernicia. I am a woman. Tell me that I am a human woman. I used to be. Now I sometimes think that I was dreaming. Maybe I used to be a human, but then? Now I think that I am a dog that has been having dreams that I was a human. I am CHX3 in the record. Canine Human Experimental 3. Rose is 2. She is HC. She said I am C H because I am more predominately Canine.Dr Amy and Rose are not giving me the dumbcane treatments to stop my voice anymore, but I do not feel like talking anyway. So what What do I have to say? How many days since I have seen the sun, or anyone besides my Doctor, or Rose? It has been some time, and they purposely disoriented me on this issue. They have been good to me, but always in the roles of They, human, Me canine. Always a little friendly roughness and play. As one would act towards a large dog. It seemed just right.I was confused and feeling sick, but then I was givrn antinausea pills to offset the side effects of the fever and hormone pille. The Dr. had to raise my temperature for the bitch’s eggs to survive inside me. That was all disorienting too and it seemed to last forever. Then, 2 days ago, I was up on the exam table, and I heard conversations sayng that I was ready. It was after the clinic had closed, and I was ready for a sleep. Instead, I was put into a cage with a German shepard. My mitts were still locked on and the height of the cage was such that I had to stay on my hands and knees. I didn’t protest. I sort of imagined this happening and had expected it. The bitch eggs had caused a new hormone to appear inside me and it would cause the eggs to adhere to my womb if they were fertilized. Maybe, if I could avoid the breeding here, until the window of fecundity had passed. I felt that I would then loose the eggs and become human again. If I became pregnant with puppies, even one, I would never again be human. I backed into a corner and crouched down to make myself ubavailable.The dog sniffed me inquisitively, then just sat back, waiting. I new I was scenting, My traitorous body was emmanating a call to be bred. And he had picked it up. His pink cock was extended a couple inches, and seemed to glow in the dim light. We waited for what seemed hours to me, but probably just minutes.Then I caught his scent, and I began to crawl forward, but not under my own volition, It just was irresistible. I did not knnow how to stop it. Soon I was out in the middle of the pen, and he arose and moved behind me, sniffing. I was trembling. I was on the verge of a real breeding. In minutes, I could be pregnantHis tongue entered me Another automatic response. I dropped into the knee chest position. I felt terrified, but the need was too great. It was primal. He had to breed, I had to mate. I let out a moan as he crawled up onto my back. I had no will. He poked around, searching and spraying. I could not bring myself to help nor resist. Then he plunged in.It must have surprised him because he slipped out again, only to reenter at once. Then he danced forward, driving deep and hammering, humping fast. I pressed back against him and moaned again as the knot entered. He was pushing with a strength of a demon, and I knew I probably had enough semen in me to fertilize the eggs already. Tears were rolling from my eyes, but were they tears of sorrow or jubilation? I felt him swelling inside me and pressing deeper. I had an orgasm of welcome to his seed, soon to flood into my fertile womb and bring life to the eggs within me. At the dwindling end of my orgasm, his heat pumped into me, and again I was elevated to bliss. YES This was what I had been waiting for, all of my life We were welded together. When he finished, he laid on my back and we breathed together. I remained there for a while, after he dismounted, but then I went and drank some water from our bowl, and laid down. He woke me twice during the night to add to the swimming mass that I was hugging inside me.It was still dark out when Rose took me out, washed me and put me into a human bed. She kissed my face and stroked my ears and told me that I was the sweetest doggie ever. I didn’t care about any of that. I was imagining the sperm pushing into the eggs and trying to feel them slide down thru the slime and embed in my womb. It was my will. I swalloed the sleep pill and closed my eyes.
Comment by Rose1 — 1, 2005 @ 7:12 pm
You are a great writer Rose1,love it loooking forward to more of this wonderful story keep up the good writing hope to read more in the future. A Big 10.
Comment by hilltopper — 1, 2005 @ 9:36 pm
Big fan Love you and your story
Comment by imlostinphx — 1, 2005 @ 10:55 pm
Great story rose.
Comment by bobbyjo — 2, 2005 @ 2:43 am
Great story. Would really like to know how she feals with puppies growing inside her.
Comment by chris2412 — 2, 2005 @ 7:17 pm
Amazing story, its very deep and shows so much, I love those types of stories that go into detail about being in the puppy role after all submitting in that form to a dominant I’ve always loved for its amazing and I wish you luck with the story as well as everything else:)
Comment by LockedAdvantages — 2, 2005 @ 7:27 pm