MIMI, IN SHOCK BUT…<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">“Shizuku? Oh no … oh God … I’m sorry, I didn’t mean … this can’t be happening, this can’t … ohnoohGodnononoI’msorryI’msorrypleasethiscan’tbe happening!”</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><strong>"Shizuku?"</strong>I said the name in the Japanese way, quickly and all in one syllable.<em>Shzkuuh</em>was the sound. I knew it well. Then Lily burst into tears and I crawled forward and hugged her, my eyes flooding too.<strong>"Lily! How can this be you? What did they do to you?"</strong>I hugged her tight and we both burst into floods.<br/><br/>I could hear the men talking, the wicked sneers in their voices cutting through my crushed emotions, even though I didn't hear a word they said.<br/><br/>One of the Masters pulled at Lily's collar to drag her away from me and the other dragged on mine. I shook my head and batted at his hands with my useless glowed ones.<br/><br/><strong>"Get away! You're sick and wicked and evil! I hate you! How can you be so cruel?!"</strong>I was ranting all in Japanese, my emotional outburst made me forget the men would have no clue what I was saying although the emotion in my voice would be clear. Even then, despite the tears and the crying and my anger a thought came to me, sudden and crisp.<br/><br/><em>They don't know Japanese. And we do.</em>I looked at Lily through bleary vision,<strong>"We can talk in Japanese!"</strong>I squealed, still trying to pack in the same tone of anger and frustration to my voice,<strong>"They don't understand it!"</strong><br/><br/>We were tugged apart by both Masters, fingers under our collars. My crying was choked off and I struggled.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"…Her name is Candy. If I hear you call her Lily again, well, I'm still going to whip her tits. And you can watch."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>I glared at Master Anthony, not understanding. His voice though was calm and syrupy and full of evil sarcasm. The man was sick. He was ill. He needed help. I made no answer but sniffed up my nose wetly where drool was hanging down.<br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Whatever you were before, is gone. You're both bitches. Fuck toys and playthings. Mimi already knows this, Candy. When we're all here, alone, you may speak. When there are others here, or we take you out, you're a mindless, happy bitch. Eager to fuck anything, and be fucked. By anyone, or anything. Of course, you'll both need practice."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div>I still did not understand much English so it was hard to take in anything my Masters said. I was becoming good at obeying gestures and signals and of course certain tones of voice needed no exact understanding, but all of what was going on here was lost on me.<br/><br/>More talking then, more that I didn't understand. As Master Anthony talked he knelt down to draw more milk from Lily's chest, squeezing her breast firmly but hardly paying it any attention like he was getting milk from a fridge – opening the door, pouring, closing the door again – like you would with an inanimate object as you chatted to a friend. I fumed at him and whimpered as he treated Lily like an object.<br/><br/>Then the most awful thing of all happened. Master Randall grabbed my collar and forced me around and pushed my nose to the stone tiles. I whined unsure what he wanted but glancing down between my heavy new breasts and parted back legs I saw my other owner had turned Lily around so our rear ends were almost touching. He brandished a fat plastic toy with a double end and I knew then what these men wanted. Lily was my friend! My dearest and best friend from America! We had had so many good times together in coffee bars and at the beach and at clubs and…<em>How did she get here? How did this happen? This is no coincidence! Someone twisted and wrong in the head somehow made this happen. But why? What did Lily do to deserve this?</em><br/><br/>I felt a painful tug at my tail and yipped in pain! Puppy tails hurt when you pull them! To get rid of the pain I went in the direction of the pulling and then felt the fat coloured toy pushed against me where I was dripping wet. I groaned, unable to prevent my body enjoying this. I groaned louder as the toy, thick and firm stretched my girl place wide open and was forced in deeper.<br/><br/><em>Oh God, no! Please! Not like this! Not with Lily!</em>My body twitched and clutched at the invading object and I moaned louder still. It felt so good, so long and fat… just what randy puppy bitches like me need up them! Suddenly my legs in their protective patterned thigh-highs felt Lily's legs as they slid beside mine. My left leg outside her right and her left leg outside my right. Then I felt the warm soft part of her rump touching mine and put my face to the floor and whined.<br/><br/><em>I can't do this! It's too sick and cruel! Please don't make me!</em>I began to cry again but as I cried I felt my hips begin to flick and roll and wiggle as my body's demands for pleasure overrode my demands from my brain to stop this cruel insanity. I gurgled and drooled on the tiles as pleasure soared inside me. I would cum easily and soon, I always did. My body was so messed up that anything in my sex made me have pleasure whether I wanted it or not.<br/><br/><strong>"Ooh!"</strong>I moaned, gurgling more, helpless to stop the intense waves of pleasure mounting as my hips gyrated more quickly and Lily's warm soft rump bounced off mine. I tried to detach myself from who this was. It wasn't Lily, it wasn't someone I loved and cared about. It was a toy. Just a toy. I imagined the one I used most with its strong sucker stuck to the tiled wall where I could back up onto it and ride it happily.<em>Yes! Oh yes! That's it!</em>If I shut out the fact it was Lily's behind I was bumping against (now faster and faster) and pretended it was a wall it was much easier. Easier to bring myself off.<br/><br/><strong>"Eeeyyyuuuuuurrrr-UUUURRRNNNN!"</strong>I growled in a long ragged moan as my cum crashed through me and I plunged and thrust on the rod, some rude wet slapping sound far away being my puppy backside against the wall.<em>Yes, a wall, that's what it was!</em><br/><br/>I stopped and knelt there but the wall didn't stop. The wall kept fucking me!<strong>"Uh-UHN!"</strong>I moaned in desperation as my body screamed out for more. The plastic penis still fucked me, the wall was moving it and then the wall made a loud shuddering cry but by then I was moving again. I moved faster and faster and by flicking my hips furiously up and down I could get my huge wet swollen clitty up against a soft wet part of the wall. That felt amazing! The wall was wet and soft and slippery and seemed to have a small bump on it like my own clitty!<br/><br/><strong>"Gao!"</strong>I whine-barked,<strong>"N-gao! NGAO! NGAAAAAH-OOOWWWWWOOOOOOOH!"</strong>Another peak came as I wailed like a banshee, like wolves cry in the night, sweat dropping off my face and my big pretty boobies tingling as I dipped my back and ground the pierced nipples along the tiles, slapping them down again and again to make them hurt and sting and feel so good!<br/><br/>I think only a few minutes had passed. How long did my Masters want me to ride my toy again? It seemed they wanted Mimi to enjoy lots of cums today. My toy was fat and hard and slick and my puppy-cunt was aching for it as deep as it would go. I came up out of my second cum just wanting more and with renewed vigour that I had gained since my dog metabolism was changed I howled eagerly and thumped my backside back violently against the soft warm object behind me. The one that had a nice nubbin to grind my own aching clitty against!<br/><br/>God! So good! Sex was so good when you were a dog! No wonder they fucked insanely in the park for hours! I didn't blame them. The only thing better than this was when the big boy-dogs at the club fucked me with their huge ones, ones so big I screamed as it felt like I was being torn. I was lost. In a whirl of sweat droplets, loud deranged panting, howls from cums again and again and the wet slapping sound of soft puppy behinds thumping together I lost all reason and existed only to cum one more time, just one more…