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59. Walking the Dog

58. And Upward

57. Onward...

56. Down We Go

55. Giant Party Equals...

54. Wakey Wakey

53. The Party Dies Down

52. Fallout From Zoe's Orgy

51. The More the Merrier

50. Wishing Continues

49. Next Round

48. Return to the Party

47. To the Basement!

46. Tracking Down the Changes

45. The Fun Begins

44. Jon Kills Some Time

43. Last Minute Wishes

42. Jon Explores

41. Remodeling

40. Home Coming

Jon Takes His New "Dog" for a Walk

on 2011-06-27 02:46:12

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Amanda dashed out the open door like a bullet, running laps around Jon's massive front yard. Her head was tilted upward, the sun shining on her face, the grass beneath her paws, and the breeze in her ears. Jon watched her from the front step, amazed how she was acting like a normal dog. "The stone certainly does weird things," he thought, not enjoying it any less. Amanda stopped her running and tilted her head up, smelling the wind. She then dove her face into the grass and began to sniffing vigorously. Jon could see how focused she was, a look of concentration set on her face. Jon began to think maybe her intelligences was still there, she only had to find something to concentrate on and it would all flood back. This thought was quickly put out of his mind as Amanda spun around three times, squatted down, lifter her tail, and-

Jon quickly turned away. "I did not wanting to see that." Jon was trying to get the image out of his head when he looked over at the driveway. "No fucking way," he whispered. Jon walked towards the driveway as if in a trance. The shining, glittering image of metal, machinery, and power sat silent in front of him. He reached out and let his fingertips delicately slide over the polished metal. It was the most beautiful motorcycle he'd ever seen. That was mostly due to the fact that it was blended with an incredibly hot girl. Jessie, a girl from his history class, had a reputation for being a hardcore biker chick, but she was also really nice and outgoing. She was the perfect balance of naughty and nice, and now she sat in his driveway, a living embodiment of her passion.

The bike, Jessie, was unbelievable. Her body made up the core of the bike, with the gas tank cap between her shoulder blades, and her arms stretching forward and blending into shocks at her forearms which held the front tire in place. Her tits had been replaced with a pair of headlights, the pun of which was not lost on Jon. The seat, resting just where her hips blended into the rear of the bike, was stitched so the padding looked like her heart-shaped ass. Unlike the table-girl, Jessie's skin not only had the texture of metal, but was just as hard. Yet there was still the gentle warmth in it like living flesh. Jon stepped to the front and leaned in so he was face to face with Jessie. With the way her body was leaning forward, Jessie's head was tilted up so she could look straight ahead. Her hair was steel along with the rest of her, but it cascaded beautifully in gentle waves down her neck to her gas cap, as if it were an artist's sculpture of hair perpetually caught in a powerful wind. The posture of her body along with the wind effect in her hair, even though she was sitting still, gave an amazing impression as if she were already flying down the road at high speeds. From the front, with the way she was leaning forward, her arms squeezing her "headlights" together, amplifying their cleavage, made her look like she was attempting to entice a waiting lover. She was power, speed and sex all at the same time.

Jon moved next to her and threw a leg over her back, straddling her and settling comfortably on her padded ass. He gently reached forward and took hold of the handlebars growing out of the backs of her shoulders. He gave them an experimental turn, and watched how Jessie's arms rotated, synced with his movements. Jon couldn't wait to try her out! He was just about to look for her key when her heard the shouting. "No, Ace! Bad dog! Leave it! LEAVE IT! Oh, damn it!" Jon spun around to see an attractive young woman standing at the end of his drive. He recognized her from a couple nights ago, she had been walking her dog when he was examining his "remodeled" house. Her shoulders were slumped, a look of contempt on her face. Jon turned to see what she was looking at

Right in the middle of Jon's lawn, Ace, the woman's dog, was quite literally fucking Amanda doggie style. Jon's jaw dropped. Amanda's face had a look of pure lust on it, her tongue loosely hanging out of her mouth which was curled in a perverse smile and her eyes dreamily gazing up as Ace rammed into her from behind. Jon did not know what to do. He did not even know if this woman would consider Amanda some sort of freak of nature and go crazy. Before he could do anything, it became quite clear that Ace was well ahead of them. "I'm so sorry," the woman said, walking up the drive towards Jon. "Usually nobody is out this early so I let him off his leash. I am so sorry." Jon watched as the two "dogs" tried to separate, but they were knotted together. Jon could only shake his head. "I, uh, don't suppose she spayed, is she?" The question hit Jon like a sledge hammer. "Uh, no, I don't think so." The woman grimaced and looked back at the two trying to separate. "Well, at least they're both yellow labs. If they have puppies, I'm sure we can work something out." Jon leaned against Jessie, feeling his knees getting weak. "I suppose I should at least introduce myself. I'm Emma and that's Ace," she said, extending a hand. Jon took it, "Jon and, uh Amanda."

"I saw you had a party last night," Emma said. "Oh, yeah, just a little get together," Jon responded, trying to act casual. "Wow, I'd hate to see a big get together, or is that what was going on Friday night?" she asked coyly. Jon thought back and blushed, recalling how he had been so anxious to see his new house, he had run into the street with no pants on, right as Emma was coming by. "Oh, that, well," he stammered. Emma giggled. "Actually, I kind of enjoyed the show. So, you going to take me for a ride with this thing sometime." Jon's eyes went wide. "What?!" Emma leaned in and patted Jessie under him. "That's one hell of a bike you have there," she said, giving a tiny glance at his crotch. I love that stone, he thought. "Sure, I'll take you for a ride whenever you want," he said in a playful tone. Emma giggled again. "Later tonight then. Say, six o'clock?" Jon nodded and watched as Amanda finally pulled herself off of Ace and came towards them. Emma quickly leashed Ace and said a quick goodbye to Jon before pulling the dog back home. Jon stood in the drive, holding Amanda by her collar. She looked up at him with the same vacant expression from earlier. "Puppies," he muttered. "You are one dumb bitch."




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