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Breeding Grounds (Savvi and Legion)

Savvi

Super-Earth
Joined
Jan 15, 2009
Location
In your basement. o.o
Jeanette was roughly 20 years old. Her hair was red and curly, and her eyes were green. Her frame was fairly small, and she was pale with freckles. She was unaware of how she'd gotten into the room she was currently in. The padded walls were not inviting. She had woke up here, and had assumed that it was just a prank that her older brother had made happen. She was beginning to think that wasn't the case. She'd been in the room for almost an hour. She wasn't sure where her watch was because she wasn't in her regular clothes, and didn't have her watch any longer.

She was dressed in a simple white-see though and thin gown, with nothing underneath it. She had paced the room for a long time before sitting down on the only thing that was there. A small bed with a thin sheet. She'd noticed that there was a bar code on her wrist, with the number 13 listed above it. No matter how much she tried to scratch it off, it didn't come off.
 
Roughly an hour after subject HuF-13 woke up a few of the facilities researchers began discussing possible pairings with the subject. Camera's inset in the walls, behind small one way white mirrors that blended with the padding, we used by the data archivists to observe her mental and physical state, and physical features. They had everything they needed, and through connections had a dossier on her, medial records, dental records, and anything else they'd need to determine her past mental states and medical history. After sifting through past information and what they observed, they had determined she would be best set in with the rest of the control group since her personal stimuli met the control groups qualifications.

The other study groups varied with mental states, physical states, past substance abuses, and drug involvement placed on them by the facilities staff. Everything that could effect the outcome they desired to find, they would venture into.
"Everything cataloged on this one?"
"Yes sir"
"Alright set her in as CoGHuF-13. For now pair her with CoGCaM-21." Her subject title would stand for "Control Group Human Female - Subject 13"
"Sending word to transport CoCaM-21 to her room sir."

Another hour would pass, for processing, final observations on subject 21, and transportation, before Jeanette's room door would slide open. However when observing the opening she would only see another door, which swung out from her point of view. A low panting sound came from the opposite side of the door as a fully grown dog walked into her room, a young Labrador, well kept brown fur and a healthy build. It had a tag on its right ear, a red tag that had a bar code on it and the number 21 right above the bar code. Once the animal was all the way in the room the door to his transport cell shut, followed by her door.
 
Jeanette sat in the room for what felt like hours. She'd walked around the perimidor of the room in hopes or means of a way to get free. She was beginning to grow uneasy, because this seemed like a lot of work for just a prank to be set up, and her brother just didn't have that type of patience. She walked back over to the bed as a shiver ran down her spine. She wrapped the sheet around her, which smelled anasepticy, like a doctors office.

After what seemed ages Jeanette noticed that part of the wall had slid open to allow another looking door to open. She walked towards it curiously, wondering if that was an exit from this place.

When the dog entered the room she stepped back. He was a cute dog, but she still wasn't sure why he or she was there. She noticed the tag on his ear that was much like the imprint on her wrist. She stared at it. Maybe it was a key? She thought, but chances aee it wasn't, it looked like it was something that was merely scanned.

She turned attention back towards the dog as she held her hand out towards him. She wondered if he was dangerous.

"Hey there, buddy." She said to him.
 
The creature was curious about its new partner, wanted to get familiar with its scent as well as the others. It was trained in what it needed to do, as were most of the animals. The Labrador walked forward and sniffed her hand, and walked forward more right between her legs, lifting his head and sniffing her privates, inner thigh, and then lowered his head to sniff the rest of her legs while licking her calves. Most people would chalk this up to a dog overly curious of a new person.
 
Jeanette smiled at the dogs actions as she stepped away from him.

"Stop that, you silly dog." She told him.

She hand her hands down the dogs back as she petted him. Scratching at his ears before she turned away and looked around the room again. She walked the room once more.

"Do you know where we are?" She asked him, just trying to mostly comfort herself.
 
The rest of the dog's training would kick in after she walked away. It had become familiar with her, and she had a kind scent about her. Her actions obviously kind to dogs. He followed behind her and sat down wagging his tail back and forth waiting for her to get across the room facing a wall. The dog's instincts started kicking in, and a red tip began to protrude from its sleeve. Right when she was in front of one of the walls the animal got up and made a very quick pace across the room and pushed up onto his hind legs, forcing his front paws on her back pushing her against the wall, and making an attempt to lower its paws and wrap them around her front to get a good firm hold of her. 21's red tip began to come out more, he had to do this as his training told him to or he would not be fed today.
 
Her eyes went wide as she felt paw on her back and then wrap around her waist. She was pushed roughly against the wall as he tried to mount her. "What are you doing? Get off! Bad dog!" She cried out as she tried to push him off her.
 
She managed to knock the dog away from its grip on her, causing it to fall backwards on its back. Giving off a little yelp from the shock of being knocked off he quickly rolled back over and back up on all fours, red member still on its protruding venture. This is what it was taught, it had been trained that these creatures were what it was to mate with, and its instincts said not to let its mate get away. It waited for a moment with a low growl in its voice, a sign of dominance and authority. To another dog this would be his way of demanding the bitch submit. It would keep up its advances until he locks himself with the species he had been told was his mates since being a pup.
 
Jeanette turned as she looked towards the dog, its sweet nature seemed gone, and the dog now seemed agressive. She stepped back towards the bed in fear as she looked around. "Uhh, nice doggy?" She said as added. "Somebody, help me!" She was getting more and more scared as no one seemed to rush to save her. She wasn't sure of the dogs exact intentions, but she knew she didn't want to be eaten.
 
It made another attempt as she backed up to the bed, rushing forward and lifting up again to push her down against the bed. It would dig its claws into the flimsy night gown in an attempt to rip the top portion of it apart. It wouldn't worry about the bottom since it new the bottom was short enough to allow him to get through.
 
She fell onto the bed as he tried to mount her again. Her gown ripped as she felt her back land on the thin matress. She tried to push the dog away again as she began to get up off the bed.

"Hey, get off!" She exclaimed in fear.
 
The pup gave her a bit of a harder time, it brought itself closer to her waist as his member came farther out of its sheath. Her actions began to make him more aggressive, growling and snapping his teeth when she tried to push him off again. He had lengthened out enough that the dogs thrusts sent the tip of his penis touching the lips between her legs, each thrust an attempt to find the hole in which he would violate. It would be a matter of time before he found it and ensured his stay inside her after the bulging knots on each side slid inside. Dogs were smart and his curiosity had payed off in the past enough to where he started sniffing her breasts with his cold wet nose and began licking each one.
 
Jeanette began to struggle less in fear that she would be bitten. Her body tensed as she tried to turn and crawl away. Her panic was getting worse as she felt the dog getting close to entering her.

When he began to lick at her breasts, she blushed. Had this dog been trained to do such things? Her nipples started to harden as she was licked.
 
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