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Two by Two, Chapter 12 ? by: Beverly Hulse On the return flight to America, Davina was forced to suffer the indignity of a portable kennel in the cargo hold. Furthermore, she had to wear her obedience collar to stop her making any noise. It was set at full power so that even a soft, nervous whimper would elicit quite a painful shock. For over twelve hours, she had to endure loneliness and isolation until she was finally free to join her mistress again on arrival in the USA. At the collection bay in the airport cargo section, Davinia went berserk with relief as she waggled her butt and pranced ecstatically as her mistress Jane approached. She desperately wanted to bark her relief but the collar held her in its grip. Finally, Jane slipped an extending roller leash to Davinia's collar as the grateful dog eagerly licked her shoes. "Don't do that Dumdums," scolded Jane softly. "You never know what I might have accidentally trodden in. You only do that at home, OK?" Davinia looked up dolefully with watery tearful eyes. One of the unusual traits of Basset hounds was that they always looked lachrymose but in Davinia's case these were close to real tears. She hated Jane calling her 'Dumdums'. It was a clear inference to the fact that she could not speak like Staz. After Jane had cleared the health and animal import checks she called softly to Davinia who waddled obediently to heel as they walked from the cargo office. Outside Davinia was suddenly aware of the hot flagstones on her sensitive feet. She winced then minced painfully as she tried to prance on 'tippy-toes'. Jane let the leash run free to allow Davinia to get quickly into the shade, but as she moved away from Jane it also gave Jane a delicious view of Davinia's wiggling butt. Her hurried 'tippy-toe' efforts made her bottom wiggle even more than usual and Jane grinned thoughtfully as she watched Davinia's erotic gait. 'She looks just like a bimbo,' she thought to herself. She resolved to get Davinia some little shoes for future excursions. Her paws were every bit as sensitive as a baby's and the hot slabs were hurting her feet. Soon Jane spotted her friends who had met and gathered around Beverly and Vicky whilst they were guarding the luggage. Jane waved to them and they rushed towards her to exchange happy greetings. Gleefully they each hugged Jane then looked in amazement at the new David. Beverly and Vicky had warned them but the girls all found it hard to stifle a smile as they watched the 'canine bimbo' gazing up at them in embarrassment. Davinia's male persona found it difficult being 'butt naked' amongst such a huge crowd. She wanted to chisel backwards to the wall and hide her butt from public gaze. The leash prevented her from backing away and she found herself studying the other dogs as they walked obediently towards the group. She had time to study them from a 'human dog's' perspective and she was not comforted by what she saw. They were all Alsatians and covered with thick hairs around their butts. This ensured their modesty for of them were as bare and exposed as Davinia. Davinia immediately felt a pang of jealousy. 'It just wasn't fair that she was forced to waddle provocatively in a dwarf's body with a bare cunt whilst they were covered modestly in thick tawny fur. Furthermore, their thick Alsatian tails could be kept low to cover their butts for modesty and their long powerful legs let them run free to fly like the wind and, if necessary, escape from attack. For the moment though there were other issues. As Jane walked over to check the luggage, Davinia had to waddle past the gauntlet of the Alsatians and she began to feel particularly vulnerable. As she passed Staz, he looked down condescendingly and 'grinned' appreciatively. Billy, being a 'natural dog' was much more forthright and eagerly sniffed Davinia's exposed genitals. Davinia tied to lower her tail but it was useless. The disobedient rudder stood stiff and proud as a wind-sail and simply refused to protect her doggy modesty. She tried crossing her short stumpy legs but that was a complete none farce and her butt collapsed with an embarrassing 'plop' as she lost her balance. Then she tried to snap at Billy but her teeth simply collapsed impotently as she gripped his massive foreleg with her long narrow jaws. Billy just wagged his tail and assumed that the 'gummy suck' was an invitation. Eventually, Davinia backed her butt tight against Jane's luggage and looked up to Mistress Jane as she pleaded for protection with her big round eyes. All the girls watched the pantomime for a few seconds then Beverly softly ordered Billy to desist. He rejoined the line of dogs immediately and sat obediently as they stowed the luggage. Finally, everybody piled into the 'people-carrier' and they drove home. For once, Davinia was given a special privilege and allowed to sit between Jane and Sally on the second seats. She noted that Staz always sat with Vicky and she was glad her human sensibilities were being recognised. The other 'proper dogs' sat in the back behind the grill. Davinia looked around gratefully and tried to 'smile' her thanks to Jane for extending her the same privileges as Staz. 'At least they recognised that she was really a human in a dog's body.' As she settled thankfully between her new mistresses, she licked Sally's hand ingratiatingly to demonstrate her obedience and affection. Sally smiled and gently cuddled the bitch as she invited her onto her lap. Davinia looked questioningly up at Jane who smiled her consent and the bitch gently wormed her way onto Sally's soft inviting thighs. "Oooh! She's heavy isn't she?" grinned Sally as she stroked the bitch's long silky coat. "She needs to go on diet," replied Vicky. "They indulged her in Africa as she was growing up, so I'm afraid she will always have a propensity towards plumpness. The fat cells get laid down in puppy-hood and stay there for life. Just feel her coat, there are layers of adipose tissue under her skin just like an overweight teenaged girl." Sally found herself kneading Davinia's soft body with her fingers and nodded agreement. "Yes, she's quite a little butterball." "Well she won't be able to eat so much now," observed Beverly. "Those rubber teeth will prevent her from eating anything but the mushy food we give her. She'll never be able to steal a bone or anything like that." Sally pushed her finger into Davinia's mouth and flicked the stiff rubbery teeth. Davinia tried to resist but it was hopeless. All she managed to do was give Sally's inquisitive fingers a gummy suck. As Sally continued testing Davinia's mouth she exchanged knowing smiles with Jane. Davinia's long soft jaws would give Jane's tranny penis an excellent blowjob. She was a perfect pet with the right equipment at both ends. Davinia looked up and trembled as she caught the traces of Sally's smile. As a one time male rapist Davinia knew exactly what her destiny was to be. She tried to whine softly but the collar sent a small shock through her neck and she twitched helplessly. Vicky felt the dog's rear legs jerk spasmodically and realized it was time to switch off the obedience collar. Davinia watched with relief as she saw Jane's fingers tickle the zapper. The collar gave a high-pitched tiny bleep inaudible to human ears but Davinia knew she was free of the threat for the time being. She whined softly and wagged her tail to display her gratitude. As Davinia relaxed, Sally stroked her long silky soft body and found her fingers straying to Davinia's tail. After playing with the stiff, erect appendage her fingers inevitable zeroed in on Davinia's vulnerable butt. A few soft strokes of Davinia's hypersensitive bitch-pussy, soon had the poor bitch squirming softly as she tried to hide her arousal. Her efforts failed completely and the dogs in the rear became restless, as they smelt Davinia's condition. Staz also twitched his nose and turned around to speak. "My gosh! She certainly gives off a powerful scent! She must be bursting for it! You're going to have to watch out for her when we're running in the park." Davinia gave a nervous lustful whimper as Sally brought her powerful bitch urges to fever pitch. There was simply no way she could resist the slightest titillation of her nether regions. Within seconds, her butt was humping eagerly against Sally's fingers. Before she reached a climax however, the people carrier arrived at Jane's restaurant and everybody carried the luggage inside. Sally and Beverly had to lift the frustrated Davinia down out of the people carrier and Sally 'copped a final feel' of Davinia's sex. Davinia let out an excited yelp and Jane whipped around to see Sally swiftly withdrawing her fingers. "Patience darling," she scolded softly, "we've got all day and tonight." They set Davinia down on the cafe floor and she made a beeline for the yard. "Where are you going darling?" asked Sally. Davinia looked over her shoulder and tried to cock her leg to demonstrate her needs. Sally giggled and called her back. "Well firstly darling, you're a bitch so it will do you no good at all to cock your leg. Come here' I'll show you your new toilet." Davinia followed Sally into a special little bathroom and discovered the new doggy toilet. It was a cleverly modified old-fashioned French toilet set low in the floor but with the proper 'U-bend' and flushing arrangements for hygiene. Additionally it had a dinky little toilet seat where Davinia could rest her butt as she squatted low. When she saw it, she barked her evident satisfaction and immediately settled to relieve herself. Jane then explained how to press the flush stud with her paw. Davina examined the button in the floor and realised she could easily operate it even while squatting down on the toilet. When she finally finished, (and it seemed to take an inordinately long time,) she watched the soil flush away then wagged her tail with evident satisfaction. Jane smiled and added. "There's another one upstairs, so there's no excuses for making a mess. If you foul the floor, you will be severely punished! Davinia barked twice showing she understood then whined ingratiatingly as Sally showed her the 'doggy butt-washer' recessed into the wall of the little bathroom. "To use this, you simply back into the recess and your bottom gets washed with a spray jet. Don't use it for self abuse. OK? Now, this other little recess is a blow dryer to dry your butt. We expect you to maintain rigid standards of hygiene or you will be out on the street." Davina immediately tested the jet shower and found it truly erotic. The powerful spray sent ripples of lust surging through her sensitive bitch cunny. Reluctantly she reduced the valve and the spray decreased to a gentle splash. The pleasuring of her butt stopped as the water pressure reduced but then a soft rotating sponge wheel gently 'wiped' her butt as the water sprinkled all over her rear end. Davinia felt another surge of lust roll like thunder through her loins as the sponge whisked and splashed against her sensitive genitalia. She realised she was going to find it damned difficult to resist abusing the butt scrubber and she knew she would be sorely tempted to always set the spray to full power. Furthermore, the blow dryer was also adjustable so that she could have a general draught of warm air to dry her whole rear end or she could alter it to a powerful concentrated jet of air at variable temperatures to increase or assuage her lust as desired. As she switched off the blower she suddenly felt a fine mist of scent envelope her and she emerged smelling for the entire world, like a lady. She did not know it but the scent was an expensive classy perfume laced with some powerful pheromones. Sally then led Davinia to another device and demonstrated its function. "See my darling Dumdums. It's like a miniature car wash. There are a series of rotating brushes that will comb and brush your beautiful coat after you've scrubbed up. There will be no excuse for looking scruffy. Just try it, go on." Davinia peered into the tunnel of brushes and whined nervously until Sally knelt low and inserted her crown of long flowing hair. The brushes gently stroked each strand and within seconds Sally's already glossy hair emerged shining with an enhanced lustre. "There. It won't hurt at all. Try it." Cautiously, Davinia waddled into the tunnel of brushes and immediately felt each rotating brush gently plucking at her coat and sweeping the hair along her body from nose to tail. The sensation was positively erotic and then for good measure, some extra soft brushes emerged from the floor of the tunnel and gently whisked at her tummy hairs. Naturally of course, they also titillated her supersensitive nipples and Davinia felt another surge of irresistible lust rippling from her underside to her loins. She squirmed and whined lasciviously and became reluctant to leave the fabulous device. Jane grinned knowingly and warned her. "If you spend too long in there, there is a trip switch that will activate your collar." Reluctantly, Davinia emerged with her coat shining and her turgid nipples protruding lewdly from the soft, short, underbelly hairs. The nipples were so swollen that they almost touched floor. Davinia twitched with surprise as she felt her swollen nipples graze the thick pile of the carpet and she had to stop moving for a few moments until the excited buds shrank sufficiently to clear the floor "You'll definitely have to go on a diet," giggled Sally as she pushed her flat hand under Davinia's plump little tummy and checked that each excited swollen nipple had returned to its normal condition. Jane sighed as she explained to Davinia. "You're nipples are a bit unusual in that they grow inordinately large when they become aroused. But you'll have already realised that now. So I'll repeat my cautions. Just don't abuse any of your hygiene equipment, OK." Davinia looked dolefully up at Jane and Barked to answer 'yes' and demonstrate her comprehension. Sally gave Davinia one last affectionate hug and rose to chat to Jane. She saw Jane's bleary eye's flicker and nodded knowingly. "You're shattered aren't you?" Jane gave a long weary sigh. She stumbled sleepily into the drawing room and slumped on the settee. She was suffering from Jet Lag so the rest of the girls and dogs bid Sally, Davinia and Jane a fond cheerio. They promised to return the next day, which was a Saturday. Once they were alone, Sally helped the exhausted Jane upstairs to undress then the two girls showered whilst Davinia explored her new home. Downstairs there was only a small living room and kitchen behind the cafe but Davinia knew that the whole of the upstairs was a self contained and spacious apartment. She quickly realised that if she behaved herself and remained obedient, she would be pampered in the lap of luxury. After inspecting the downstairs quarters Davinia realised she would not be able to climb the stairs because her legs were too short. She experimented by trying to launch her forepaws up onto the first stair but it was hopeless. Her legs were hopelessly short and she ended up hurting her jaw as it crashed onto the stair going. She tried flailing her forepaws to gain a purchase on the step but with no carpet and a modern 'open tread' design Davina realised it would be dangerous to try again. She flopped backwards and sat defeated as she waited at the bottom of the stairs. She did not have to wait long and she wagged her tail ingratiatingly as Sally appeared on the landing and swayed evocatively down the stairs. Davinia would have loved to run bounding up the stairs barking joyously as she had seen the other dogs do but instead, she simply had to squirm and wriggle impatiently until Sally reached the last step. Sally smiled as she watched Davinia's helpless antics. Later on she would explain to Davinia how to overcome the barrier that was the stairs. "I've put Jane to bed Dumdums. She was exhausted and went out like a light the moment her head hit the pillow. It's the jet lag. Now dear little Dumdums, you've only got me for company." Davinia waddled forward and submissively licked Sally's toes as they peeped out of her heeled slippers. Her sloppy tongue tickled Sally's feet and she giggled as she invited her to the settee. With a hefty push, she levered Davinia up onto the settee and invited her to sit beside her and chat. "So young lady. How does it feel to be a girl, eh? It's very different from being a boy you know. No more raping for you anymore. You'll be the one who gets raped. I can promise you it's no fun being a little girl. You'll be the constant object of male attentions. You'll be safe in this house but if you go out unaccompanied, every dog in the district will be baying for a piece of that beautiful little arse of yours. And never forget that if you're naughty, Jane won't stand for any nonsense. You will get turfed out onto the street where you'll be the sweetest morsel in doggydom! Oh and of course, you know that your life span is the same as a human's, that is three score years and ten!" Davinia had not known this but now she felt a shock thud through her system. She desperately wanted some answers but all form of inquisition was denied to her while she could not speak to ask questions. She knew that as David, she had been nineteen when she had collided with the lorry so by her uncertain reckoning, she had another fifty odd years stuck as a dog. The thought of fifty years as a streetwalking working bitch left her terrified and she resolved always to be a good little doggy. Davinia whimpered her contrition and buried her nose submissively between Sally knees. She lay obediently between Sally's calves and gazed dolefully into Sally's soft smiling face with her big, blue, sorrowful, doggy eyes. Sally leant forward to stroke her head and Davinia watched her knees rise up and part slightly as her nightie rode up her thighs. From her low angle Davinia saw the tantalising flash of Sally's frilly matching panties and immediately her bitch cunt became warm as her human male sensibilities became roused. 'Damn,' fretted Davinia. 'It seemed every time she smelt or got a glimpse of panty or pussy, she became horny. It was hopeless trying to resist it.' Cautiously Davinia edged forward and sniffed hopefully between Sally's thighs. Sally smiled knowingly and parted her legs invitingly. Davinia nervously edged further forward but her stubby legs slipped between the cushions and her belly 'grounded' before her nose could zero in on the delightful target. With Davinia trapped between her thighs and her stubby legs paddling uselessly between the satiny cushions, Sally had the Basset hound bitch helpless. She slid forward along the settee until Davinia's nose finally made contact with her panties. Davinia whined eagerly and Sally humped salaciously until her trigger button was thrust against Davinia's cold damp nose. Davinia was now in heaven as she savoured the beautiful scent. She pressed her nose harder against Sally's bud and Sally let out a low croak of lust. Recognising the 'go ahead' signal, Davinia's nose burrowed deeper into Sally's sex and her stiff upright tail wagged furiously as the 'banner hairs' whipped to and fro. "Well, well," gasped Sally as she squirmed urgently. "Are you getting horny again young lady? All you did was peep up my skirt. You're a proper little peeping tom aren't you?" Davinia squirmed her butt eagerly and Sally's knowing fingers quickly detected Davinia's damp receptive condition. "Just wait young lady," gasped Sally. "I'll go and get something sorted." Despite her frustration, Davinia could do little to prevent Sally getting up. Instead she had to lie obediently on the settee for nearly half an hour before Sally returned. When she heard Sally returning she turned towards the sharp, echoing sound of clicking heels. Then her doggy jaw sagged with surprise and a hot surge of lust pulsed through her loins. Sally stood in the doorway all kitted out as 'Cat-woman' in a tight, leather, corseted outfit that lewdly displayed her naked nipples and sported a 'doggy dildo with an expandable 'doggy knot'. Davinia's human male persona could not resist the cat-woman image in front of her but the incongruous dildo sticking out lewdly from Sally's cunt gave Davinia a bit of a fright. As Sally had already indicated, Davinia was now the one who was always going to be raped. Her bitch organs began to churn with confused fear, pleasure and anticipation as she eyed the doggy dildo. She whined eagerly as Sally approached and she lifted her head eagerly as Sally stood gazing down at Davinia, still trapped on the settee. Then Sally knelt down on the floor beside her so that they were face to face. After a brief affectionate kiss, Sally gently stroked Davinia's long silky coat as she copped another feel of Davinia's urgent sex. "We'll have to get you upstairs into the spare bedroom darling. It looks as though you're cooking." Davinia barked throatily as the lust rampaged through her body. She wagged her butt and humped Sally's expert fingers desperately as she howled for satisfaction. "Shhh, quiet darling. Jane is trying to sleep." Still on her knees in front of Davinia, Sally bent down to whisper in Davinia's long silky ears. "Come with me, I've something to show you." Davinia tried to rear up to lick Jane's face but again her stumpy legs betrayed her and she stumbled nose first into Sally's leather-clad cleavage. Sally gave a little gasp of delight as the cold wet tip of Davinia's nose plunged into her cleavage. Davinia lay nervously still with her nose trapped in Sally's abundant cleavage as she waited for some sort of admonishment. Instead, Sally bent a little lower and rested her breasts onto the cushions of the settee to ease the Davinia out of her impasse. Then she kissed Davinia's lips and stood up. After easing the clumsy bitch off the settee, Sally led Davinia to a secret little door hidden under an antique Welsh dresser in the hall. Davinia studied it nervously and hesitated so Jane opened it and explained. "Look. It's your own private back stairs. With those tiny little legs, you'll never be able to climb the proper stairs so we had this special stairway made for you. If you go inside, you'll notice that it's really a shallow spiraling tunnel with a ramp and foot treads every few inches. You'll easily be able to manage it and you'll come out at the top of the landing. Look, there's even an electric light switch set at the bottom of the wall, so you can reach to operate it. Now you can see that the main stairs spirals around your private stairs and there are access panels at every few feet. That's for cleaning or rescuing you if you ever get stuck or refuse to come out. Although if you think you can hide in there, the obedience collar will soon correct that misconception. Alternatively, when we are around, there's also that 'chair-lift' to carry you up the proper stairs. You will understand why we use that later on. Now, go on, use the spiral stairs and I'll meet you at the top." Davinia cautiously reached for the light switch with her paw and wobbled uncertainly. On three legs she became unstable immediately such was the weight disposition of her plump rounded body. In future she resolved to use her nose. She sagged against the skirting board and recovered her balance then; as the light slowly brightened she bravely stepped onto the sloping spiral and padded cautiously up the doggy sized spiraling tunnel. The ascent was easy and in no time, she was nosing the latch on the landing door. It swung open to reveal Sally waiting barefooted on the landing. She used the ordinary stairs and removed her heels to avoid waking Jane. "There. That's a good girl," she whispered. "Now follow me to the spare bedroom." Davinia's soft paws padded silently behind Jane's swaying, curvaceous leather-clad bottom and she savoured the delicious view. Already, her male persona was getting excited and sending incongruous 'humping' signals to her bitch cunt. They entered a large room with an immense bed that seemed to Davinia to stretch away like the Canadian prairies. At the end of it, Davinia spotted another ramp that was obviously meant for her. As Sally stretched luxuriously across the bed, she motioned to Davina to climb the ramp at the foot of the bed. "Come on pet. This is our playroom. Look, it's got sound-proofing so we won't disturb Jane." So saying she closed the heavy door with a dull click and Davinia realised she was now alone in the room with Sally. Davinia needed no further prompting and eagerly waddled up the ramp onto the huge expanse of satiny luxury. Sally rolled towards her and gently threw one long curvy leg over Davinia's back as she unlaced the front of her cat suit. As her beautiful peachy breasts pushed free, Sally bent her knee and drew Davinia into her damp musky crotch. Davinia could smell the powerful scents and juices escaping from around Sally's double-headed dildo and her loins ached to fuck the beautiful gift that Sally was thrusting against her doggy nose. Of course, Davinia's urges were all 'human male orientated' but her needs were entirely bitch. She was one very confused bitch. Cautiously she licked the dildo and pressed her knowing tongue against the little clitty tickler. This in turn pressed against Sally's clitty. "Oohh. That's lovely darling," croaked Sally in a lusty dreamy murmur, "Just keep doing that for a while. That tongue of yours is just so-oh delicious." Davinia continued obediently and soon Sally's juices were sending Davinia crazy with desire. She urgently needed her own bitch cunt filling and she greedily gummed the inflatable knot near the dildo's base. Her efforts wiggled the other end of the double-headed dildo inside Sally's cunt and she squealed with delight. "Ooo-ow-oh. That's bee-uutiful! Goo-ood doggy! Keep doing that for a while!" Sally's eyes closed as she ascended into nirvana and Davinia spotted her chance. Quickly she reversed her position and impaled her tormented bitch cunt onto the other end of the dildo. The dildo slid easily deep into her soaking sex and she felt the dog-knot section slide easily passed her sphincter. Then her own clit came up against Sally's cunt lips and she felt frustrated tingles of lust radiating from her bitch-cunt. Now she started humping in earnest and her frenzied gyrations sent mutual paroxysms of delight through Sally's core. For a moment, Sally's eyes flashed open and she realized the situation. She reached for a zapper under the pillow and activated the dildo's 'dog- knot' that was now embedded deep inside Davinia's cunt sphincter. The doggy knot steadily expanded and Davinia soon found herself tied securely to Sally's cunt. She whined with delight. Knowingly, she rotated her butt until she was 'face-to-face, missionary style, with Sally. Her clitty was now embedded against the dildo's mutual clitty tickler and her stumpy little legs were spread wide around Sally's soft rounded tummy. Realising what Davinia was trying to do, Sally arched her back until she finally managed to trap the tickler tight between her own stiff clitty and Davinia's swollen, urgent little bud. Sally let out a demented groan and pressed her knees together to force Davinia's pussy and clitty tight against her own. Davinia paddled eagerly with her soft delicate paws until she lay spread eagled on top of Sally. The sense of being on top was paradise for Davinia. Her clitty bud was being titillated like a miniature penis while her pussy was being ravished and fulfilled by the deep penetration of the dildo. Davinia was enjoying it both ways.She squirmed delightedly as she rubbed her bitch tits up and down on Sally's smooth leather clad tummy. Sally became demented with pleasure and squeezed her thighs even harder to drive Davinia and the dildo's clit tickler harder against her bud. With the last 'shove' of sally's thighs, Davinia slid forward until her front pair of tits rubbed delightfully against Sally's turgid nipples. This mutual doubling of their pleasures tipped them both over the edge and soon they were sharing a feverish mutual orgasm. It was Davinia's very first, full-blown unrestricted orgasm and she let out a howl of delight that perfectly harmonised with Sally's wail of lust. They each felt the other's heart thundering with lustful release as the waves of pleasure swirled around their bodies. Davinia had never felt the beautiful, full-bodied, enduring climax of a female orgasm before and she became light-headed with desire as she collapsed upon Sally's soft ripe curves. Sally for her part simply slumped into a semi-comatose stupor as she spread her arms and lay dreamily savouring her fulfilment. Some hours later, Jane found them still asleep and firmly tied together when she came looking for them in the early evening. As she quietly opened the 'playroom' door she found them still locked together and asleep in each other's 'arms'. With an impish smile she gently slid her hand under the pillow and set the dildo to minimum as she activated it. The slow soft vibrations slowly brought both lovers back to the land of the lustful living. As they stirred they started to wriggle and Jane spoke softly. "Come on you pair of rabbits. There's work to do and the cafe's not even open yet." Sally's jaw fell slack with depraved lust. Her eyes blinked sleepily whilst her butt humped in the semiconscious throws of an approaching orgasm. Davinia was also waking up to the same delightful process and she let out a low whine that rumbled into a throaty whimper of lust. Jane grinned and sat on the bed to watch the unusual process of two sleeping lovers being woken up by the approach of a mutual orgasm. She found herself reaching down her own knickers to squeeze her hardening manhood imprisoned in it's own silky cocoon. Despite her utterly feminine appearance, the transvestite Jane still enjoyed the powerful libido of a male and within minutes she was savouring the approach of a powerful orgasm. Sally's hand strayed knowingly to Jane's nightie and she whimpered softly. "It's a pity to waste such a beautiful erection darling, that's what Davinia's for." Jane needed no more prompting, she swapped ends so that she lay 'sixty nine' with Sally whilst Davinia was 'sandwiched' between them Davinia needed little prompting and soon her long gummy jaws engulfed Jane's rampant cock. Davinia was confused. She thought she would have been revolted by the idea of a man's cock in her mouth but somehow, her bitch lust overwhelmed any reservations she might have had and she found the activity delightful. The powerful musky scent of Jane's cock scent immediately entered Davinia's sensitive doggy nose and her libido was instantly heightened. Davinia's soft rubberised teeth sent paroxysms of delight through Jane's loins as she chewed and sucked eagerly on the tasty delight. Jane came only moments before Sally and Davinia. After such a splendid session of 'm?nage a trios', the hardest part was getting up to open the cafe. Several customers were found sitting patiently at the pavement tables as Jane finally emerged to open the doors. Fortunately, Sally's dildo could be controlled artificially so Sally could deflate it and remove it from her cunt without complications. As the waiting diners entered the cafe, Sally emerged all smiles to wait upon the tables. Of poor old Davinia however, there was no sign. Sally had left the other knot still expanded and Davinia could not yet eject it until her sphincter had relaxed normally. As she waddled to her own little bathroom to await the urge to pee she had to lie quietly on her side with the dildo sticking out of her nether regions. The sheer size of the protruding dildo prevented any hope of 'sitting' like a normal dog. She was too embarrassed to appear in the cafe with other end of the double-headed dildo still protruding lewdly from her cunt. After a few minutes however, she still hadn't peed, so she waddled sensitively to the kitchen whilst dragging the dildo behind her. Then she activated her personal faucet and drank deep of her private water fountain to encourage her urine to flow. Eventually, she felt the need to pee and visited her private toilet. After relieving herself, she felt her sphincter relax and she was finally able to drag the offending gadget out of her cunny. Unable to bend around and grip it in her gummy jaws, she solved the problem by trapping the dildo in the doorjamb and walking away from it. Her problems were not over however. Her cunny closed with a strange, sensitive 'plop' and she immediately felt the need for something to 'plug' her overactive sphincter. Nervously, she waddled into the cafe and tried to whine her requirements to Sally. Her efforts only served to confuse Sally and Davinia was left to settle down beside the pavement tables whilst her unplugged cunt advertised her frustration to every dog in the neighbourhood. The ensuing commotion finally alerted Jane to the problem and she giggled to Sally. "You daft cow! She needs a cunny plug just like all you other girls with sphincters. Just look at all those stupid mutt's queuing up outside the lattice doors to the pavement section. Go and see to her right away. She'll get raped if a bloody St Bernard or something manages to break down that flimsy door!" Sally stifled a little giggle as she invited Davinia into the back room and finally inserted her cunny plug. Davinia sagged with relief as her sphincter finally had something substantial to grip. Unlike the human girls, however, Davinia's special cunny plug was inserted right inside her pussy lips so that it was invisible to an outsider. It also meant, that Davinia could never remove it herself. Davinia however did not care. With her lust abated, she was no longer singing a siren call to the other dogs. She could now return to her favourite spot in the pavement section and peer out towards the park. In future, she would usually be found there and she became a veritable fixture. Safe from marauding dogs but free to look out and savour any friendly attentions of well meaning diners. End of Chapter 12 - To Be Continued