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 Soo-bin knew it was her own fault she couldn't get laid.  She was too picky
about men.

   Every morning she would step out of the shower, wipe the body-length
mirror on the bathroom door, and stare at her naked, glistening body, her
nipples perked from the chill.  She'd look for any sign of flaws -- flab,
wrinkles, poor curves, blemished skin.  She had none of it.

   She was 30 and beautiful, a Korean immigrant to America and blessed with
a knockout body, a firm ass and apple-sized breasts.  Not to mention dark,
round eyes, creamy olive skin and a great smile.  The stuff of magazines.
Yet she had a basic, carnal yearning for sex that was going unfulfilled,
tripped up by her own personality.

   She was a graduate student, although from the looks of things she'd be a
student forever.  There were too many distractions in her life, chief among
them her struggles with English.  Because of it, everything was a task. 
So, with the exception of a few fellow Koreans, she tended to withdraw from
society in general.  Her inability to get a man was a puzzle amongst the
local Korean community, where she was known for her beauty and resented by
wives everywhere.

   No, she wasn't the giant-breasted, big-lipped and big hair type that
American men seemed to go for -- at least in the pornos she rented in order
to learn more about what men wanted -- but she knew there was also a
certain population of men who went for the lithe, Asian type, with
well-shaped breasts instead of the sloppy things that were bigger than
coffee cans.  She knew because she'd seen the way men looked at her.

   Her dilemma, however, was that whenever she met someone she'd search for
their quirks until she found them, and then it would play large in her
mind. She'd be completely unable of looking past it.  And as for Asian men,
well, she had come to America to escape the crude and sexist ways of male
culture in the Far East.  Asian men were completely out of the question.

   So her desires went unsatisfied, a victim of her obsessive compulsive
nit-picking.  She experimented with porn and masturbation, which achieved
weak orgasms and left her feeling empty.  She'd discuss her problems with
her friends, who would shake their heads.

   "You're too picky," they kept saying.  "You need to settle on a man and
just try it.  Stop thinking about whether they shaved or how they've got
gaps in their teeth or how they respond to your English, or whatever it
is."

   But Soo-Bin never could get over the details and make the jump to bed.
To complicate things, there was also this: She was a virgin.  Like all
self-respecting females, she wanted her first time to be special.  It made
her search for adequate cock all the more weighty and, hence, frustrating.

   It got lonely.  Much to her friends' amazement, she got a dog.  She knew
nothing of dogs, but one day, in the mall, she wandered through a pet store
and was charmed by a little fur ball that looked up to her with big brown
eyes.  She bought it for $400.

   "What kind of dog is it?" Her friend, Greg, asked the next day, at the
university.  Greg, by the way, would have fucked her in a second if she
only gave the word -- he would have stripped her naked in the student
lounge and bent her over the chair -- and he was a good-looking man, but
she didn't like how he didn't cover his mouth when he sneezed.  He also
tended to leave bits of food at the corners of his mouth after lunch.  But
he was funny.  Good enough for a friend.

   "I think it's a, uh, German something," she said, uncertainly, of the
breed.

   "A German Shepherd?"

   "Yes!  That's it!"

   "Oh boy," Greg said.  "I hope you've got a big yard.  They get big."

   Soo-Bin was surprised to hear it.  She didn't know it would get so big.
She knew nothing of dogs.  She started asking questions.  How big will it
grow?  And what did you feed it?  The darling little dog seemed so sweet
and innocent when she saw it, and like a fool she hadn't even considered
the nitty-gritty details of raising him.

   So she rushed to the library, got a book on dogs, and looked up her
breed.  She found a pet store on her bus line and struggled home with a
giant bag of dog food.  The little dog, nearly driven insane by a week-long
diet of rice and rinsed kim-chi, gobbled up the food as quickly as she
could dump it into its bowl.  And, indeed, the puppy began to grow.

   "So what did you name it, anyway?" Greg asked one day a couple months
after she bought it.

   "Name it?"

   "Yeah," he said, looking at her like she was crazy.  "You have to give
it a name!"

   Soo-bin hadn't considered this either.  A dog was a dog.  Why did it
need a name?  Americans were so strange.  That night as she watched TV the
little pup snuggled up to her.  Relieved of the prospect of starvation,
their relationship at last had grown amiable.  She smiled, basking in the
puppy's affection.

   "Snuggles," she said.  "That's what I call you."

   He turned out to be the most inappropriately named dog in the
neighborhood.  Snuggles grew like a weed, and by the time it was a year old
he was enormous, outweighing her.  Someone told her she should give it some
exercise, so she would open the door of her apartment and simply let it run
loose through the parking lots and streets.  He would always come back, but
she began to notice her neighbors casting her angry looks.

   "Hey, lady," someone said one day.  "Your dog fucked my giant poodle! 
Now she's gonna have a bunch of mongrels!  She's an award-winner and now
she's gonna have mutts!  I outta sue your ass!"

   Soo-bin had no idea what he was talking about, but she got the basic
idea.  She bought a leash and started walking him.  Snuggles yanked her all
over the neighborhood, nearly dislocating her shoulder.  Someone leaned out
a car window and told her she should bring him to obedience classes. 
Soo-bin looked into it, found a trainer and then convinced the bus driver
to let her take Snuggles on the bus so she could get there.

   The classes became a project for her, and after a couple months, by the
time Snuggles was almost a year old, she could walk him without difficulty.
Neighbors started waving to her again.

   "Hey, lady," the man with the collie said one day, in the parking lot.
"Sorry about our confrontation earlier.  Glad you got him straightened out.
But unless you plan to breed him you really outta get him neutered."

   "Get him what?"

   "Uh, neutered," the man said, meekly.

   "What is that?"

   "Well," the man said, rubbing his neck and growing red.  "It's, um,
surgery.  They remove ...  things...  so the dog can't get another dog
pregnant."

   "They chop off his penis?" She cried.

   "No!  No," the man said.  "They, well, remove his, well, testicles."

   "Oh my!" She said.  "Good bye!" She tugged on Snuggles' leash.  The dog
growled at the man and followed Soo-bin home.

   "Don't worry, Snuggles," she assured him that night as she watched TV
with him.  "I won't chop off your testicles." Snuggles whined
appreciatively.

   At the obedience classes she met Sung-Kyung, another female Korean
student who owned a golden retriever, Harry.  They got along -- though the
dogs were filled with too much testosterone to get along -- and before long
the women were eating meals together and going out together.  In some ways
Sung-Kyung was her opposite because she had no problem with men.  When they
got to be really good friends, Soo-bin joked one day that Sung-kyung could
save a lot of time if she wore a mattress on her back.

   One night after finals Soo-bin went out with Sung-kyung to a restaurant.
The conversation went to men, to Soo-bin's continued frustration with them.

   Sung-Kyung listened to Soo-bin's problem and shook her head.  "You
really shouldn't be so--"

   "Picky, I know," Soo-bin said.  "It's not so easy."

   "Believe me," Sung-Kyung said, her voice dropping.  "Sex is so great
that when you're in the middle of it, really in the groove, you don't care
WHO you're fucking."

   Soo-bin let out a burst of laughter.  "You're so heartless sometimes."

   "Well, it's the truth," Sung-Kyung said.

   They made their way back to Soo-Bin's apartment, a little woozy from
alcohol.  They played with Snuggles and talked about their pets.

   "I can't believe I got a dog," Soo-bin said.  "I mean, in Korea I never
even looked at dogs as a pet."

   "I was the same way," Sung-Kyung said.  "I remember seeing restaurants
in Korea that served dog.  But you know, I think the Americans have the
right idea, being so crazy about their dogs.  I love Harry."

   Soo-bin nodded.  "I feel bad for Snuggles, though.  All locked up here.
No females to chase.  He must get so frustrated."

   Sung-Kyung laughed suddenly.  "That reminds me.  You'll never believe
what I saw the other day.  Harry's...  thing."

   "What???"

   "Harry has been looking at this labrador for the past few weeks, and he
finally got loose one day and went to find it," Sung-Kyung said.  "I got a
call from the owner so I rushed over there, and there was Harry, chasing
the labrador around, his...  penis hanging out."

   Soo-bin shrieked.  "That's disgusting!"

   Sung-kyung laughed.  "Yeah, well, it's all big -- you'd be surprised how
big it is -- and red.  I could see it, like, pulsing."

   "Ugh!" Soo-bin remarked.

   Sung-kyung just smiled.  "It's not as dirty or disgusting as you think.
In fact, I did some looking on the internet, because I was just curious,
and it turns out three percent of women have had sex with a dog."

   "Oh no!" Soo-bin cried.  "You're a liar!"

   "No, it's true.  I don't know how they measure that.  Anonymous surveys,
I guess.  But I guess it can be really nice."

   "Yeah, if you don't mind fucking a DOG," Soo-bin replied, dryly.

   "Yeah, that," Sung-kyung said.  "But you know, they don't come with
annoying habits or strings attached, like a man, and they're always ready
to go.  Kind of like a dildo with a dog attached."

   "But they're DOGS," Soo-bin said.  "Are you crazy?  You sound like
you're endorsing it."

   "No I'm not.  But I can see the logic.  You know," Sung-kyung said with
a wink, "they say German Shepherds are one of the best breeds to fuck. 
They like to keep themselves clean.  And they're about the same size as a
man.  And they're soft and gentle."

   "Sung-kyung, stop," Soo-bin said, with a frown.  "I don't want to think
of dogs like that anymore."

   Sung-kyung waved her hand and looked away.  "I'm just having fun with
you.  Stop being so serious."

   Soo-bin tried to save some face.  "So," she said.  "What about the other
dog's owner?  Did you get a look at HIS thing, too?"

   "Soo-bin-ee!" She cried, slapping her playfully.  "He's married!"

   "You didn't answer my question!"

   Sung-Kyung looked away.  "Well," she said.  "Just once, I let him."

   "I knew it!" Soo-bin cried.  They laughed.  Sung-kyung spent the night
and left in the morning.  Soo-bin, with a light schedule, took Snuggles out
for the day.

   She kept thinking about what Sung-kyung had said.  It astounded her. 
Women having sex with dogs?  It seemed unbelievable.  She watched Snuggles
running through the park, striding effortlessly across the grass, dark coat
shining, and she shook her head.  Yes, he was a good-looking dog, but to be
turned on by such a thing?  And who knew what diseases such an act could
bring, no matter how "clean" his cock was supposed to be.  What happened if
the woman got pregnant?

   Weeks passed.  Her general frustration about sex grew as her 31st
birthday passed without a significant man in her life.  She was too old to
be a virgin, she told herself.  One night she finally decided to take the
plunge with a fellow graduate student named Dylan, who had been asking her
out for a few months.  He was good-looking, but the bigger part of her
decision was the desperate desire for a hard one stuck in her twat.  It
would end in disaster, however.

   Dylan drank too much on their date, and then he drove her home.  Despite
these transgressions she was determined to go ahead with it.  Enough was
enough.  But when they got inside he forced her onto the bed, unzipping his
fly and pulling out his penis.

   "Suck it," he commanded, waving the flopping member in his hand.  She
was appalled and cried out.  Snuggles, who Soo-bin stuck in the bathroom so
she could lose her virginity in peace, snarled from behind the door.

   "Suck it and then let me fuck you, your hot little body, that sweet
piece of Asian snatch," Dylan slurred.  "You been strutting around all
over, wagging that smoking ass, just begging for it.  I'm gonna give it to
you.  Hard."

   She gasped at the brutish look in his eye, and froze.  He held down her
shoulders and started to grind his midsection between her legs.  She could
feel his hot rod swelling against her, and even as she pleaded "No, no..."
she didn't fight quite as hard as she could, because part of her wanted to
be raped, to be abused and violated by Dylan's cock, which she could feel
probing against her clothing...  so this is how it was going to happen, she
thought...

   Just as Dylan pulled down her panties, Snuggles lunged against the
bathroom door, somehow breaking it down.  The only thing that saved Dylan
from being eaten alive was that he tossed a chair, knocking the dog back
for a second while he escaped.  Soo-bin broke down and cried, holding
Snuggles.

   More days passed.  The incident with Dylan made her feel more isolated
than ever.  She was suspicious of all men, but that little nerve deep in
her pussy still cried out for a good bone.  You were so close, it said
irrationally.

   She got into strange habits.  She would strip naked and surf the web for
porn.  Snuggles would watch on with interest.  One link led to another, to
another, and one night, on one of the pages she saw a link: Dog fucks girl.
She followed it impulsively.  She wasn't willing to pay any money, so all
she saw were promo glimpses of dog penises going into vaginas, but
eventually she went to Google and typed in, "dog sex women disease."

   "Dogs are clean," one authoritative web site on doggie sex declared. 
"Doctors say their penises are cleaner than human penises, so enjoy your
hot nights with Fifi with no worries!  P.S.- You CANNOT get pregnant from a
dog.  All the more reason to enjoy!"

   Images flashed through her head and she felt a dampness between her
legs. Suddenly she was repulsed by herself and turned off the computer. 
She caste a mean glance at Snuggles and went to bed, filled with shame. 
What possessed her to even contemplate such things?  When Snuggles tried to
join her -- she had been letting him sleep in her bed ever since the
episode with Dylan -- she drove him away, cussing sharply at him.

   She awoke feeling much better, and fresh.  She apologized to Snuggles
profusely, scratching his ears.  He seemed to have forgotten all about it.

   "If only all males were as nice as you," she said.

   She met Sung-kyung for lunch.  Their relationship had cooled a bit since
the discussion about dog sex, and Soo-bin feared it was because Sung-kyung
thought she was too uptight.  So she told her about her discovery the
previous night.

   "I heard that dogs are clean," she said, when no one was around.

   "What?"

   "Don't be all shocked," Soo-bin said.  "You're the one who brought it
up. So I looked it up.  Dog penises are cleaner than human penises."

   Sung-kyung looked at her incredulously, then she began to laugh.  "You
looked that up?  Didn't I already tell you that?"

   "I was curious."

   "Really?" Sung-Kyung said, with a laugh.  "Why?"

   "Get that look off your face.  I just couldn't believe what you told me,
so I looked it up.  Can you believe there are women who allow themselves to
be photographed having sex with animals?"

   Sung-kyung laughed and laughed.  "Soo-bin, you are a peach," she said.
"You'd be amazed what women will do.  If only men knew how desperate we
are. All they have to do is hit the right buttons and they can turn us into
animals."

   That night was Snuggles' bath night.  On a whim beforehand, Soo-bin
pulled out a bottle of wine and drank a couple of glasses.  She began to
feel a familiar warmth in her belly.  Her nerves began to tingle.  Wine was
her aphrodisiac.  She picked up the phone to call Dylan, thinking of asking
him over.  This time she'd put Snuggles in the bathroom and prop a chair
against the door so he wouldn't interfere with the love-making.  Then she
shook her head.  The wine was speaking too loudly.  Dylan was a creep, and
Snuggles was right to chase him off.  But it would have been nice to
scratch that itch...

   She went to the bathroom and started the water to wash Snuggles.  She
looked at the mirror and stripped herself naked, and gazed at herself. 
Snuggles came in and looked up at her.

   "What do you think, boy?" She said.  "Do I look okay?"

   He woofed.  She patted his head and threw on a pair of old boxers and a
tee-shirt.  She tied back her hair.

   "Alright," she said.  "Into the tub with you." Snuggles complied.

   She went through the paces of washing him, but then what happened near
the end took her by surprise.  A part of her mind told her that she had
never washed his penis.  Another part of her was curious what it looked
like.  She remembered Sung-Kyung's description.  Bigger than expected.  So
she took a spongeful of soapy water and slopped it onto his midsection,
onto his furry sheath.  She knew a little bit about dog cock now, and she
knew she'd have to draw it out.  Snuggles looked around, surprised.

   "Don't worry, boy," she said.  "Just giving you a thorough cleaning."
She rubbed at his crotch with the sponge.  She rubbed the sheath of his
penis patiently with her fingertips.  Snuggles whined and shifted his
weight.  He wasn't used to his master touching him like this.

   "Oh!" She said, after a moment.  The red tip of something was poking its
way out of his sheath.  "Is that your penis?" She laughed.  Snuggles
whined. She shrugged and wiped at it.  He let out a little growl, a happy
one.

   "You like that?" She said, with a smile, and rubbed it again.  "I'll bet
you do, you poor frustrated thing.  Cooped up all day.  No females in
sight. I'm such a bad master."

   More and more of the penis crept out of its sheath until a good seven
inches of it dangled there.  Sung-Kyung was right.  It was kind of pointed
at the end, with a hole, but a couple centimeters down it swelled to a firm
shaft thick as a banana, bulky.  She poked at it, seeing something leaking
out of it, and then grasped it.  The penis was hot in her hand.  She gave
it a few pulls.  Snuggles let out a long, growling whine.  He was hard as a
broomstick.

   "What's the MATTER with me," Soo-bin said, suddenly, standing up. 
"Sorry, boy.  That's it.  Sorry to lead you on, but thanks for satisfying
my curiosity.  You've got quite a piece of equipment there.  More than
enough to make some female happy."

   She tried to lead him gently out of the tub, but Snuggles was pumped
full of hormones.  He leaped out and then stood on his hind legs against
her, thrusting his penis into her thigh enthusiastically.  She let out a
shriek of laughter and felt his cock slide up her thigh, under her boxers.
It was spewing liquid.

   "Snuggles!  Down, boy!  Down!" Soo-bin cried.  "That's enough!"

   With a mighty effort she pushed him away, then pushed him out the door.
She shut it and locked it, and heard Snuggles whining on the other side. 
She shook her head.  That was incredibly mean of her, she conceded, to
leave him literally hanging like that.  She'd have to make up for it
somehow.  She figured she'd give him a bone or something.

   She took a long, hot shower and masturbated, imagining a long cock
slipping into her pussy.  For some reason the fantasy was particularly
intense and she moaned as a sweet orgasm rose goosebumps up her arm.

   She stepped out of the shower and looked at herself in the mirror.  Any
male would love to have her, she concluded, and then dried off.  She
slipped into a thick, pink robe, enjoying the fuzzy feeling against her
bare skin.  She walked out and looked for Snuggles.  He had calmed down by
now, and he gazed at her from his usual spot in the corner.

   "Hey, buddy," she called, and grabbed three mint biscuits from the
pantry.  She tossed them over to him.  Hardly believing his luck, Snuggles
gobbled them up.

   "Now drink some water.  Rinse that mouth," Soo-bin said, flopping onto
the couch and folding her legs.  He drank half his bowl.

   "Good," she said.  "Now you can sit with me, as long as you're not horny
anymore!"

   Snuggles leaped up onto the cushions and curled up next to her.  His
penis had receded, but his hormones were still running.  He kept trying to
nose under the folds of her robe, to get a whiff of her sweet-smelling
pussy.  Her feromones were particularly strong tonight, and combined with
the bathtub incident, he was hot to trot.

   "Snuggles!" She scolded, pleasantly, over and over as she pushed his big
head away from her crotch.  She giggled as his nose pressed against her
inner thigh before she was able to push him away.  There was nothing wrong
with enjoying that feeling, was there?

   Soo-bin watched TV, but her mind was elsewhere.  She found herself
thinking of that three percent figure -- the rate of women having sex with
dogs -- and it seemed a little low, actually.  Of all the single women she
saw with dogs, many of them were likely as frustrated as she.  And if their
dogs were anything like Snuggles, the women would often come home to have
their furry friends suddenly mount their legs and start humping them at any
given moment.  How much of a stretch was it -- given the way people fell in
love with their dogs -- to imagine some of these lonely women caving in to
the dog's desires and letting him have his way?  It was supposed to be
nice. She bet that figure was more than three percent.

   Slightly buzzing from the wine, she got up and went to the pantry.  She
dug out a couple more mint-laced dog treats she'd gotten from the vet.  She
tossed them to Snuggles, who could hardly believe his fortune.  He gobbled
them up.

   "Drink some more water," she said.  He did.

   "Good," she said.  "Now you can come sit with me again if you want."
Snuggles bounded over and onto the couch.  Dogs are good at sensing mood
changes and he sensed something new here.  Something exciting.

   She sat back to watch more TV, but she eyed Snuggles out of the corner
of her eye.

   "You can put your head in my lap if you want," she said, patting her
slim thighs.  Snuggles whined, cocked his head, and then, at her urging,
rested his head on her thighs.  She looked at the couch.  It was wide, she
saw.  Big enough for her to spread her knees and accomodate a man between
them.  Snuggles was big as a man, she thought.  That warm feeling in her
gut intensified.  Her head buzzed.

   Why not jerk him off until he came?  She thought suddenly.  Who would
know?  Oh jeez!  Her mind was at war with itself.  But curiousity was
winning the day.

   She parted her thighs just a bit, knowing that the odor of her pussy
would reach Snuggles' sensitive nose.  Sure enough, his ears perked and he
shifted his weight.  This time when he nosed through the folds in her robe
she let him proceed.  A pleasant jolt went up her spine as his nose pressed
against her cunt.  She made a sound in her throat and pushed him back, not
because she didn't want it, but to prevent the feeling from overwhelming
her.  She needed to stay in control.  She had to think about this.  She was
going to do just a little bit.  Let him sniff it and then be done.  That
was all.  She'd deal with the shame later.

   Encouraged, Snuggles kept pressing in, and she gradually relaxed her
grip on his neck.  She sighed heavily as he went unimpeded to her pussy. 
Then he started licking it.  She pushed him away, then let him back at it.
Okay, she thought, smiling, he can lick it, but that's all.

   After a couple minutes, Soo-bin made a half-hearted effort to push him
away, that "decent" part of her making a last protest, but as his long
tongue rolled along her clitoris, her hands stopped pushing and instead
scratched behind his ears.

   "Oh, boy, ohhh Snuggles," she moaned.  "Now you're gonna get ME all
horny, huh?  You're gonna return the favor?" She said, her head resting
back against the cushions.  Snuggles kept licking, intent on his task. 
Well, she thought, maybe she could let him do it for a bit longer.  And
this was really where she'd draw the line -- she didn't want Snuggles
getting out of control.

   She tried to push him away but Snuggles angled his body so it wasn't
easy.  What the hell, Soo-bin thought.  She untied her robe and pulled
apart the folds.  She spread her thighs, exposing her pussy to him even
more.  He licked away, pink tongue flashing against the dark folds of her
pussy, and little pulses of pleasure rolled up her skin.  That part of her
that would have been repulsed by the sight of a dog between her thighs was
surprisingly silent.

   The waves of pleasure kept coming, and she slipped her robe off her
shoulders, enjoying the feeling of being naked.  Snuggles watched her
curiously.  Of course he always wanted to mate with his master -- her sweet
smells drove him crazy with lust, and his nose always told him she had a
pussy -- but he had come to consider her off-limits.  Now she was exposing
herself to him.  It was confusing for a dog.  But his mind was dim and he
didn't ponder it much.  He lived in the here and now.

   A pinpoint of intense heat radiated out of Soo-bin's clit, traveled to
her tailbone and then up her spine.  Soo-bin cried out in orgasm as
Snuggles' tongue lapped eagerly against her pussy.  Her thighs clamped on
his head and he pulled away in surprise.  She opened her eyes and looked at
her pet with a half-slitted gaze.  Her hormones were raging.  He could
smell it.

   "Want me to scratch your tummy?" She said, making room for him on the
couch.  He knew that phrase, and jumped up happily on the cushions and
rolled onto his back.  That wasn't what Soo-bin had in mind, however.  She
was utterly possessed with animalistic lust.

   "I'm gonna jerk you off and that's ALL, okay?" She said.  "That's ALL.
Nothing more.  Then we're done for the night.  We have got to CALM DOWN,
okay?"

   One of her hands rubbed his belly, but the other reached down and
started stroking his sheath.  Snuggles growled happily.  She felt a
hardness emerge within the sheath and then the tip of his red penis poked
out.  She kept rubbing the furry sheath back and forth, back and forth, and
in a moment the full length of his penis slipped out, pulsing and emitting
a clear liquid.

   "Uh oh!" She said.  "Guess we need a towel, huh?" She got up and went to
the bathroom, returning with an old bath towel.  She pushed him off the
couch and laid the towel along the cushions.  She stepped back, then, with
a slight pause, went to her linen closet and returned with a bed sheet. 
She covered the entire couch.  It turned her on, thinking that what she was
about to do was going to require protecting the entire couch.

   She stepped back, naked, and looked again at the couch, thinking.  She
went to the bed and got all three of her pillows and laid them closely
together, end to end, on the armrest and along the cushions.  She looked
down at Snuggles, who looked at her eagerly.  His penis had receded again,
but she intended to take care of that.

   "You want to lick me some more?" She said.  He panted happily.

   Soo-bin sat on the couch, then scooted onto the thick pillows.  She laid
on her back along the row of pillows so her body was elevated, her head on
the armrest.  Her tits pointed in the air.  Her nipples were hard.  She ran
a hand along her moist pussy, gathered some of her fluid, and she held her
fingertips to Snuggles' mouth.  He licked at it.

   "Well, are you going to be a good boy for me?" Soo-bin said.  She parted
her smooth thighs again.  "Are you going to lick me?"

   But Snuggles had other ideas.  He leaped on the couch and walked his
front paws up her sides until he was parallel with her body, standing over
her, positioned between her thighs.  He licked her face.

   "Awww," she cooed, unsuspecting.  "I like you too, Snuggles honey--OH!"

   She felt something hot and hard brush her belly and she looked down to
see that his penis had erupted from its sheath and was hovering above her
crotch.  A clear liquid was oozing out of it, dripping on her belly.

   "Snuggles!" She scolded.  "No!  No, honey, no, we can't do this.  We
really really can't.  No, honey.  Just licking.  Not fucking.  No way."

   But the edge was gone from her voice, and he sensed it.  She pushed
half-heartedly at him, giggling, her face and breasts flushed red.  He
began to bump his crotch against hers.  Soo-bin felt seven inches of hard
penis slapping against her belly.  She laughed and blocked her pussy with
her hand.

   "Snuggles, you have to calm down, boy, calm down.  I hate to let you
down again but there's just NO way I'm gonna fuck you..."

   But he kept humping at her, and she shrieked with laughter at his
earnest effort and the pleasant way his warm, furry underside tickled and
stimulated her breasts.  She peered down along the length of their bellies
and admired the solid, powerful swell of his penis.  She sighed.

   "Oh, honey, I just hate to let you down again," she said.  He humped and
humped.

   Soo-bin blinked slowly, watching his penis strain in vain against her
hand.  Then she bit her lip, paused.  Then, slowly, she pulled away her
hand.  She spread her legs a little wider.  Yes, she thought.  Yes.  That
nerve deep in her vagina was screaming for it, and she was going to give it
some.

   The pillows put her hips at exactly the right level for Snuggles, so he
could utilize his rear legs.  She reached down and grabbed his penis -- it
was sooo hot -- and held her breath as she repositioned it for him.  Then
she waited to see what happened.  It seemed impossible that such a thing
could even work.

   It happened fast, because Snuggles humped fast.  The bumping suddenly
felt different, and then she felt a hot, sudden probe of her vagina, just a
flash, as something big breached it and then retreated.  She was seized
with nerves -- should she make him stop?  -- but then his penis was there
again, hot, thrusting, and inside her, probing deeper with each surge.  His
cock felt hot and vivid.  She gasped into her hands, filled with a mixture
of pleasure, shame and disbelief.  So this was it, she thought.  Doggie
sex. She blew her cheeks and squeezed her eyes shut as he breached her
virginity and thrust deep into her shaft.  She began to disregard the
shame. It was easy to let go of that.  Sung-Kyung was right, she conceded,
15 seconds into the act.  Doggie sex WAS nice.

   Soo-bin felt herself getting into it.  She moaned in pleasure and arched
her back into him, enjoying the feeling of his soft belly fur against her
skin and nipples, coupled with the wild, surging hardness of his penis
between her hips.  She felt hot liquid pouring out of his penis already,
warming her insides, oozing out, soaking her thighs and ass.  Soo-bin
reveled in the hotness of it.

   "Good boy!  Good boy!" She said, as Snuggles humped away.  She scratched
his ears and flexed her knees against his sides.  He was growling and
yipping in ecstasy, his furry crotch bumping and bumping against hers.  She
shot a glance at the window.  The blinds were drawn.  No one would ever
know.

   But then, what was this?  She felt a new swelling against her pussy. 
Concerned, she looked down and saw an odd bulge in the back of Snuggles'
cock, working its way toward her pussy.

   Normally she might have reached down to stop it, but normally she
wouldn't be fucking her dog, either.  Hormones were in control now, and as
she saw that enormous bulge coming at her all she could think of was how
good it would feel when it was inside.  It began to work against the
opening of her pussy.  She spread her legs, trying to relax her muscles. 
Snuggles yipped with the effort, and she felt a flash of pain as the bulge
penetrated, and then she was filled with deep pleasure as it swelled inside
the elastic skin of her pussy.

   "Oh Snuggles I can't believe it I can't believe this oh sweet baby what
is going ON this is TREMENDOUS..." she belted, in a string of words.  'I'm
gonna be your bitch, baby, I'm your mate, honey, I'm MATING with you..."

   Snuggles yipped and growled in joy, and Soo-bin moaned in savage
pleasure.  Her soft voice against his animal sounds strangely turned her
on, and she thrust her hips into him, bracing him with her legs.  Snuggles
let out a loud whine, humping her.  Suddenly he stopped thrusting, but he
pressed his crotch against her strongly.  She thought for a moment that he
was hurt, but he arched his back and propelled his shaft full into her
pussy.

   Then she felt an additional, dramatic swelling in her vagina.  She
worried for a moment it would hurt but the knot was deep enough, along the
elastic skin of her pussy, so there was no pain.  She could feel the
stretch, however, and it had the odd sensation of pressing her clit from
underneath.  It grew and grew and an orgasm like she'd never experienced
rolled through her.

   "You're a GOOD boy!" She cried.  "GOOD boy!  GOOD BOY!  Get that knot in
there!  Yes!  GOOD BOY!  CLAIM that PUSSY!  I'm your BITCH, baby!  It's
MATING SEASON!"

   Snuggles rocked against her.  His penis by now was stuck inside his
lithe master.  She writhed as yet another wave of orgasm overtook her, and
then she heard him growl low, then yap.  Suddenly her insides exploded in
liquid heat as Snuggles achieved his orgasm and his penis began to spurt
long, sustained bursts of semen.

   Soo-bin felt the hot liquid splashing about her pussy.  It just kept
coming out of him in long bursts, like water being wrung from a rag.  His
big tongue lolled out of his mouth as each ejaculation grew longer and
stronger.

   Soo-bin simply couldn't handle the feeling.  She shrieked in passion,
pounding at Snuggles's sides with her fists in some attempt to release the
pleasure so she wouldn't lose her mind and do something completely
undignified, like howl.  Her quivvering knees pressed hard against his
flanks, and her toes curled.  She arched her breasts into him.  He licked
her neck and ears, and his knot swelled against her clit again.

   "OwwwowwOWWW," she howled, although she'd hardly remember doing so. 
"GOOD doggy!  Good BOY!  DOGGIE WANNA BONE!"

   Minutes passed.  They were locked together in heavenly orgasm, her legs
wrapped around his midsection.  Eventually she opened her eyes.  She could
still feel Snuggles ejaculating inside her, but things were calming down.
The long, incredible buzz of orgasm was tapering off.  In a few minutes he
pulled out, his swollen penis downsized but still emerging from her pussy
with an audible pop.  His cum poured out of her in a torrent.  She laughed
in her scrambling attempt to keep the couch clean, and then collapsed with
him onto the floor.

   That night she slept naked with Snuggles.  He licked her face
affectionately from time to time during the night, and at some point she
parted her legs for him and let her pet have his way with her again.  He
crawled under the blankets and humped her just as enthusiastically as
before, soaking everything in his cum before they were through.  The next
morning, before class, she went on all fours and allowed Snuggles to do her
doggy style.  Every experience ushered in a new, mind-blowing orgasm.

   She showered and wondered why she didn't feel shame.  Again Sung-Kyung
was right.  You just needed to justify it.  Snuggles was just like a dildo,
she told herself, except he had four legs, too.

   'So how's the dog?" Greg said, later, as she arrived at school.

   "He's doing very well," she said.  "Typical dog.  He wants bone all the
time."

   She looked at him.

   "So," she said, finally.  "I think I'm ready to take you up on that date
you've been wanting to ask me on."