Chapter 192 – First, Sex_Doggy Style (2)
First, sex_Doggy Style (2)
I was able to look at myself very objectively through the goggles I was forced to wear. Through the eyes of others, you can see yourself very clearly.
Eye… Except for one major element that identifies a person, his/her self was clearly visible.
Naked body, fruit that has grown fresh as a woman’s body, two fruits that have forcibly swelled, a waist that is tight… A peach-colored mound shamefully dripping with sticky bodily fluid.
And… Various large and small beads swallowed in the buttocks, and a furry puppy clearly visible… Tail♥
Ah heh.
Tinkle, tinkle… The new red pet bell collar didn’t leave anyone’s eyes.
Wearing nothing and covered in sticky saliva… I wore a shameful necklace and the tail of an animal.
And… Men in suits, all men, who seem to be such a contrast to my appearance…
The feeling that only I am objectively looking at my naked body like an animal is really… It could be said to be a shameful and shameful appearance.
The illusion that I have truly become a lowly bitch.
I feel somehow embarrassed, somehow ashamed, but the sensation is tingling and stimulating my crotch… My cheeks become flushed.
The pleasure of exposure, the pleasure of being seen in a way that should not be seen by others.
I really feel like I’m subhuman… The feeling of becoming a pet stimulated my spine.
That delusion was stimulating the crotch and creating moisture.
“Okay, now that you’ve changed your clothes, shall we stand up straight?”
What does it mean to stand upright?
Obscene naked body, changed clothes. Does that mean these are clothes?
… A necklace with a colorful red bell, a fluffy dog’s tail, and a pair of goggles with a slightly futuristic design that covers the eyes.
Dress like this… Is it okay to say this?
And, although he said that his waist and legs were shaking a little due to the lingering effects of excessive pleasure, he was clearly standing in the same place. He stood upright with both feet on the ground.
Therefore, I couldn’t understand what she meant.
At my puzzled gaze, she doesn’t understand why I’m being puzzled and turns her gaze away.
And, as if she had realized it, she said with a slightly pathetic look in her eyes, as if she didn’t know such common sense.
“? When a female cat stands on two feet, it doesn’t mean she’s standing upright, right? Now, please stand up straight on all fours.”
… Such an order. No, Anna speaks lightly, as if she is stating simple common sense rather than an order.
I feel slightly dazed.
A jingling, jingling sound rang from the red necklace.
Beyond the field of vision, the magnifying glass… His dog’s tail.
The sight of the tail, which originally could not have been attached to a person, on one’s buttocks was foreign.
Somehow… It felt a little like I had become a pet.
… For some reason, as she said, the sight of her standing on her own two feet felt strange, so she fell down.
Get on all fours, stand up like a pet, like a puppy.
A throbbing pussy hole.
At that appearance,
On one side are men in suits sitting with their legs crossed arrogantly on a luxurious-looking sofa.
On the other hand, I am lying on all fours on the floor, naked, wearing a necklace and a tail, and dirty with various bodily fluids.
The contrast makes me excited.
The contrast in the way he seemed to show his position was dizzying.
I want to be despised and sold♡
Look at me more, dominate me. Please own me.
This… Please raise me with this lustful side ♥
I am so shallow… She is a lustful female.
… Such a feeling.
It was getting wet.
“You did a great job~”
Anna looking down at me from above.
Her delicate right hand holds the lead attached to her necklace, making it feel like she is being raised by her.
And the person watching me… As if I was bragging to you all, I was leading by pulling the lead.
As the pressure tightens around my neck, I have no choice but to turn on all fours and walk on the floor at that signal.
Yes, walking, not crawling.
Standing, not lying down.
You could say it’s a natural thing for a female dog.
Round and round, I walked around the sofa on all fours, as if to show off my superficial appearance.
The gaze shown, the gaze… ♡
I turn red at the piercing gaze and the lewd appearance of myself shown through the camera.
Really… It’s dizzying, like I’ve become a raised pet.
Maybe being raised like this isn’t a bad thing… I thought about that just a little bit and ended up throwing it away.
An obscene pleasure resembling a sense of immorality, like doing something that a human being shouldn’t do, is encroaching on reason.
“Now, stay─ stay─, wait a moment.”
Anna, who flaunted her appearance to the fullest in front of everyone, spoke as if she were really giving her command to her pet, then dropped her lead on the floor and headed off somewhere.
And then, as she was commanded, I lay down on the floor as if I were her pet and waited for her to come.
The sensation of cold concrete, the red lead that had fallen on the floor. A bead-shaped foreign object felt from the buttocks.
The more I think about it, the more I feel ashamed of myself… I end up feeling strange.
The area between the crotch that doesn’t dry out.
Even with this miserable appearance, she couldn’t help but feel excitement and pleasure, and her flushed skin couldn’t hide it at all.
And Anna, who returned shortly after, held a shiny metallic dog in her hand… There was her food bowl and a canned food with a dog’s face clearly printed on it.
Gulp.
There was no reason not to know what the object in her hand was for.
The dog’s face printed on a can the size of a small peach can clearly show its purpose.
Dog… Feed.
Really, there was food made for pets and commercially available pet food.
At least, feed made maliciously to be fed to humans,
Food that is clearly designed and marketed to be eaten by pets.
The difference between the two was clear.
Dignity being violated.
They were pushed right in front of my hesitating head, in front of me, who was lying down like a pet at her command to stay.
In front of your nose,
Being pushed in front of me, who was lying face down on the floor… A real dog bowl.
The word Johnson engraved on a metal disc-shaped bowl and dog food bowl clearly revealed the sense of life that a pet dog was actually using.
Maybe it wasn’t even washed on purpose, but there were soggy scraps of feed in the corner of the bowl…♥ There were some things left here and there.
The feeling in an empty bowl… The smell of a damp animal♥. It must have been really used for a long time, as there was an unmistakable animal smell coming from the floor.
Terrible smell♥
But, this… Why do I end up feeling the body odor of a male in the damp animal smell coming from the dog bowl?
The smell of dried dog saliva, mouth marks, and traces of soaked fur.
From the traces of the animal’s body odor, I feel the tingle of a male that I should not feel.
I feel it and become horny♥
Not a person, but a pet.
When dealing with an animal that was clearly a male, it reacted to the body odor it left behind and ended up doing it.
It is said that it has undergone malicious modifications, but it is said to be in a condition where it is not in a proper condition due to being marinated in drugs.
The uterus reacted to the fishy smell of the animal and the lingering scent of the male animal.
A subspecies of the wolf species (Canis lupus) in the Canis genus of the Canidae family, the dog (C. Lupus familiaris).
The impossible reality that humans, Homo sapiens, get excited by the body odor of their raised pets, go into heat, and succumb to it.
Only the body is honest, while warming the uterus.
I couldn’t accept that fact at all.
No, to be honest, I was feeling helpless embarrassment at my body’s reaction to the increasing heat.
It’s not a joke, really.
It’s impossible, but in reality.
I even smell the animal’s body odor coming from this bowl.
It was like he was going into heat.
Ah… Ah…♥
Even in these situations, excitement and pleasure take precedence over shame.
Like a dog in heat, it sniffs the empty food bowl and enjoys the lingering scent of the male.
How will people see me like that? .
Resident registration card.
Lee Ha-eun.
260428-4XXXXXXX.
One piece of evidence that proves that I am a human being in this world.
But, what proves that a human is human?
Know how to use language and have conversations. He could write, knew common sense, knew how to calculate, and was able to handle everything from simple accounting to a variety of tasks.
I don’t have a criminal record, nor do I have any difficulties in social life.
There is no red fire mark engraved on it, like the slave’s brand or the one engraved on Anna.
At least I know that I am treated as a human being in society.
But, but…
This… ♡ Even after I show myself… Even after discovering my true nature… ♥ Can I be seen as human? … Can they be treated as human beings?
Without even being properly dressed.
A human wearing a neat suit… Surrounded by people
Lie down on the floor, crawl on all fours like an animal.
A red leash, a red… Symbolizing a pet, wears a necklace with a bell that identifies it as a domestic animal.
And really, really… ♥ In the food bowls of livestock and pets that dogs eat and use.
As if I had become a bitch, the misery of my vagina aching just by smelling a male dog.
At this point, I’m embarrassed to even call myself a human.
It was miserable and dizzying.
Even in this situation, the throbbing pussy was honestly spewing out sticky emotions.
Anna, who laughs at my shallow appearance and honestly praises me.
Hehe, is that why you really liked Mr. Johnson’s smell? “I can’t see his face, but I think you can tell he has a dirty look.”
“Then what about this?”
Dog food being opened.
Is this called wet food?
A brown, wet, semi-solid paste, thinner than oatmeal, reveals itself.
… Since it wasn’t intended for humans, it can’t be said to be good in terms of aesthetics or smell.
Rather, the appearance of her clearly emphasizing her pet revealed her current self more clearly and made her aware of her situation and appearance.
Eat food that dogs eat, food that dogs are meant to eat, dog food, dog food.
That kind of self.
Just before that, I came to my senses to the point where I didn’t think I was a female dog in heat due to the scent of a male dog.
A wafting, fishy smell.
The appearance of brown, semi-solid lumps that seemed reminiscent of excrement emphasized, even with empty words, that they were not made for human consumption.
A difference that you can’t help but feel.
The difference between food made to feed humans and food made to feed pets.
That inevitable difference,
Really… He reminded me that he was going to commit it.
No, it’s not just eating. It’s like being a domestic animal, getting down on all fours like a female, not even using its hands, but only using its mouth, and really eating dog food.
… At least, at least. No, even what I did before was miserable.
Still, at least it wasn’t really a food bowl used by dogs, and what they had to eat was food made for humans.
It may be said to be a small difference, but I was clearly aware now that there was a big difference.
It was vulgar enough, and it still degraded one’s dignity, but it was still different.
It’s different.
It was really different.
Pervert and… Livestock.
Even after doing something like this♥, is it really okay for me to be called a person?
However, even while thinking that, I steadily, as instructed, lay on the concrete floor, still naked. He was lying down on all fours with his shaking chest hanging down as if it was rubbing against the floor.
Really.
I think it’s going to get weird ♥
Ah…
Ah…
He carelessly pours out the contents of the can into a rice bowl filled with wet male dog odor and mixes it.
Crumbling brown pastry.
Huh… It was disgusting.
It would be natural since it wasn’t made for humans to eat.
There was a disgusting and fishy smell.
A foul, damp smell that is different from the smell of semen, sweat, or stale urine.
It’s terrible to even put it in your mouth, all the more so because you are aware of what it contains.
… A dog food bowl held out in front of your nose.
It was to get on all fours and face it naked.
As if it had become a pet.
Like a female dog, it gets on all fours and puts its face into a round metal food bowl.
It’s getting closer, it’s blowing… The smell of fishy dog food.
Would it have been better if it had been dry food?
Unlike dry food, which is dried and loses its unique smell and taste, wet food retains the scent and taste of the raw ingredients… The strong smell of feed was a hardship in itself for me, who had a heightened sense of smell and had deteriorated.
The feeling of the strong scent unique to dog food vibrating through your nasal passages… I can’t say it was a very pleasant experience.
It’s a watery, brown oatmeal, but it’s too watery and sticky to be considered oatmeal.
… A lot of this and that is mixed together, giving it a terrible appearance reminiscent of a soggy mess from a cafeteria.
This is probably because it is not an item intended for people to eat.
I put the tip of my nose closer to it.
Like a pet, like livestock.
I can’t use my hands, only my lips and mouth.
I didn’t have the courage to soak it in right away, so I gently pushed the tip of my tongue in as if I was looking at the liver.
Brown, thick ground meat oatmeal.
Ugh… The strange taste on my tongue was not a very pleasant experience.
Clearly a foreign taste.
… I couldn’t eat it, but it wasn’t tasty.
This situation itself was shameful and terrible.
Above all, it was miserable.
The smell of the feed that intensely fills your nasal passages, and the taste of the feed that you feel at the tip of your tongue.
This image of myself and the brown liquid on my lips.
Above all…
Oh my, the lingering scent of a male dog in a dog bowl,
The vibrating body odor of a male dog and the sight of one’s own body going into heat.
The very presence of hot liquid flowing stickily from the vagina and down the thighs.
I couldn’t help but feel miserable and devastated.
This is how it is… This is how it is,
Really, it’s no different from livestock… It wasn’t there
… ♥
Brown, wet food.
It wasn’t something I couldn’t eat.
The texture is like eating raw, uncooked canned tuna.
It wasn’t very delicious, but I don’t think it was so bad that I couldn’t eat it.
However, its unique texture and slightly different taste… Definitely reminds me that I am eating dog food…
I felt strange.
… Well, I feel like I’m doing something I shouldn’t.
… One bite, like a dog, like a bitch.
A dog placed in a dog food bowl that was used by real pets—a mouthful of food, an empty bite… I tasted it with my tongue, chewed it with my teeth, broke it down, and swallowed it with my throat. I passed it on. It was really eating it up.
I ate the dog food♥.
One bite, two bites…
To be honest, it wasn’t something people would eat.
As I felt the food residue left behind by the male with the tip of my tongue,
As the male’s saliva and the dog’s slobber mixed in the dog are clearly recognized, the vulva imprinted on the body reacts and responds to that, resulting in pleasure…
While struggling lightly.
Really,
I ate dog food like a pet.
I ate it.
