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LittleStarr

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Aug 13, 2009
Out in the woods in the middle of nowhere was a shack. Okay, well, maybe it wasn't a shack per-say, but rather a small house amidst many trees. But if you were to peer around the house to the backyard, you would see another house-like building. It was long and narrow with many small squares cut out of the sides. The squares were about six inches off the ground and lead into individual chain-link fenced pens. It was clearly a kennel operation - the dead giveaway being the sound of barking and two dogs running about in their confined spaces outside.

Inside looked much like a barn. Each dog had their own segregated area, blocked off by short, wooden stall walls. They were just tall enough to keep a dog from jumping it's way over, but short enough for a tall enough human to look down in. The floor was poured concrete, and heated from below. There was a single foam pad in each kennel, along with a food and water dish. Overall it looked very decent.

However today they received a new 'dog' to take care of. At first glance she didn't look anything like a dog at all. She was a human girl. A human, naked girl. With not a hair anywhere else but her head and small plump b-cup breasts that were currently pressed against the concrete. Looking closer though, two floppy golden ears protruded from the sides of caramel locks of hair, and a matching tail draped over and down between her legs. She was on her belly on the concrete of one of the kennels, apparently sleeping. She looked to be just under 5' tall if she were to stand up. But just like all of the other full-fledged canines, this pup had a collar around her neck too that jingled slightly when she started to stir. One of her sapphire eyes lazily opened, "Aruu…?"
 
James knew he shouldn't have agreed to this, running his own kennel with just straight dogs was enough of a challenge but taking in a puppy girl was something entirely else. Kennels that accepted puppy girls and boys were often given a reputation of being run by perverts by people who really didn't understand what was going on, people who insisted you should put clothing on something that would just try to take it off most of the time.

The only problem was that the twenty seven year old man was a little bit of a pervert. True he had never acted on it but it had always been a private little kink of his, he had found the puppy girls hot and now he had one all to himself, taken in because her owner had a last minute emergency and had offered him triple his usual fee to watch her for a few weeks.

With a sigh he stood up from the rerun he was watching on tv, he needed to do something to clear his head and taking a walk might help a bit. As he stood and stretched a little bit he took a leash hanging on the wall next to him and walked over toward the cages.

Closing his eyes he played his normal game of blindly pointing to see which dog would accompany him on his walk as an extra bit of exercise. He almost groaned though when he saw that he had pointed at the cage holding the naked puppy girl, he realized he didn't even know her name. Well fair was fair, he had picked her so he would take her. “Come on.” He said softly as he walked over to her cage, opening it and slipping the leash on her collar. “Lets go for a little walk girl.”
 
||sorry for the delay! sorority recruitment has started on our campus and I'm part of it. my posts will be a little sporadic over the next few days.||

The young pup had fallen asleep in the car on her way to the kennel. So she didn't even exactly know where she was or why she was here. Her master's words of 'Just a few weeks' was lost in the back of her mind. So it was a little bit of a surprise to wake up in the surroundings which she found herself in. The floor was warm against her bare belly, but the air was slightly cool around her. There was lots of barking. And it wasn't her kind of barking, but rather full-fledged canine barking. Real dogs. Some of them sounded angry, and some of them sounded sad. She pressed her small hands against the concrete and forced herself up onto all fours. Looking around her space, she noted the food and water dish, and the crappy excuse for a bed. How unfair. Her master certainly had more than a dime to spare. In fact, at home she was quite pampered. But considering the lack of places that would take in puppy girls, this was the best choice her master had.

The latch of her cage being open made her floppy golden ears twitch. She looked up as the man opened the door and crouched down to latch onto her collar, and resisted every urge to bite him. Instead she did the opposite - whimpered innocently, her tail in between her legs. "I don't wanna go for a walk..." The girl whined, "And I'm not 'girl' - my name is Sammi, mister. And I'm kinda cold, and thirsty, and a little hungry too actually...."
 
He was a little bit surprised by the fact that she spoke up, saying that she didn't feel like walking and then stating what else she would prefer. From her body language James got the feeling that she might snap at his hand so he quickly removed the leash and set it down beside her. He didn't know why he was so surprised that she was speaking, he knew that puppy girls could talk and were just as bright as humans but having never encountered one... well it was a little bit unexpected when it actually happened.

“Right, cold, hungry, and thirsty... well you are naked so that one is easy to solve.” He said, trying to sound cheery as he unzipped his hoodie and being very careful not to touch her in what might be an inappropriate manner slipped it onto her. It was quite large on her and covered her quite well, the only problem was that he was a little chilly... but he wasn't the paying customers property so his opinion didn't matter so much.

“Now about the food, I got some left over baked chicken that you can have if the food isn't to your liking.” This could be problematic, normally if a dog didn't like the food they still ate it, but if she didn't she could get more vocal. Moving quickly he went to get the Tupperware with the still warm chicken and a bottle of water, setting them down before her. “This better for you Sammie?”
 
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Sammi's blue eyes lazily looked down at the leash as he set it beside her. She then sat back on her knees as James removed his sweatshirt. When he reached down to slip it on her, she was pretty obedient in letting him do so. Her eyes watched him zip it up and she blinked innocently as he spoke to her. When he walked to get the Tupperware, she crawled her way out of the individual kennel into the hall. She looked both ways, but before she even had the thought of trying to slink off, he was back with the chicken.

When he set it down before her along with the water, she lowered her head and sniffed at it curiously. Then her small hand reached out and she grasped a piece of it, bringing it to her mouth. She munched in satisfaction, eatting a bit of it before she was happy. Once done, she picked up the bottle of water and stood up. She stared at the cap with a furrowed brow and then held it up for him, "Open?" She certainly had some intelligence. She could speak decently. But she looked like she had the stereotype of your typical blonde human. Her tail swayed from side to side slowly as she waited for him to open the bottle. "Lots of doggies here." She commented, her hands reaching up and pressing her palms over her floppy ears, blocking out the sounds of the barking.
 
As she ate he knelt nearby and watched her curiously, a combination of curiosity about her and lust in his gaze. He couldn't help himself, it had always been something of a kink of his and now that there was visible, right in front of him, a living example of what he had long lusted after without ever admitting to anyone. He wondered why anyone owned a puppy girl, if there was a legitimate desire to own one or was it all just the sort of thing that he had on his computer hard drive?

As she asked him to open the daughter he shook himself clear, literally trying to focus rather then drift off to the last place he needed to go. “Yea I take care of dogs when their owners go out of town.” He said as he opened up the bottle of water and tried to ignore the growing bulge in his pants. “I really am used to dealing with normal dogs though, don't get many puppy girls in here so you are going to need to help me out... how does your owner normally care for you?”
 
Taking the bottle back from James, the pup slurped up the water from the bottle with satisfaction. She figured out how to put the cap back on her own after watching him, setting it on the top and twisting it until tight. Her nose even scrunched a little with concentration. It was cute. Sammi looked at the kennel owner and smiled a little sweetly. She then turned over her shoulder and started to walk along the kennels. She was too short to see in over the wooden gates, but she could certainly hear the dogs barking. And smell them. The pup stopped at one and stuck her nose right to the gate as if trying to sniff right through it.

"He works durin' the day, so I have to stay in my crate. But when he comes home he takes me out and everythin'. I sit at his feet when he makes his dinner, and then after he's done he makes mine. I try to help out too, but I'm not very helpful. And we play fetch, and he gives me baths though I dun't really like the water. Uhm...he doesn't usually let me wear clothes, and he pets me a lot. And sometimes he has friends over and they pet me too." She turned her head and looked back to James, "You've been nicer to me than him so far. I think I like you." The pup grinned.
 
God above she was fucking adorable. James tried his best to think of anything he could to get his mind off of her but it didn't really work, as she moved around he was able to glimpse her bare backside and even a little bit below. How tempting it was to right then and there pin her head down against the floor and take her like a wild animal. As small as she was it would probably feel like a velvet fucking glove was gripping his sizable dick.

Keeping his brain clean wasn't really working and his body was reacting on its own, despite what he was trying to think of instead of fucking her.

What she said next made it worse, being kept naked and her owners friends coming over just to pet her. He knew just what that meant and now everything was being thrown to the fucking wind... he wouldn't be able to help himself, before long he would have her nice and rough. “Really, well if your owner likes to keep you naked then maybe I should as well.” He mused to himself. “But its a little bit cold here... so if I did that I would have to keep you with me.” Reaching out he began to scratch behind her ears. “You like that idea, my bed is probably better then the floor... if you would be willing to earn it.”

(sorry, busy at work)
 
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