	Running track was the last thing Dixie wanted to do in school, but her parents wanted her to do [i]some[/i] kind of sport, and track seemed to have the least mean girls in it. Dixie wasn't built for running. The bluetick catahoula mutt was an endurance runner, but not very fast. The tomboyish pup also wasn't a fan of shorts and t-shirts, preferring baggy clothes and hoodies. Still, she begrudgingly walked to the changing room where the other track girls were gossiping about boys. She made a face and stuck to a corner so no one would talk to her. 
"Are you the new girl?" one of the girls clearly hadn't gotten the memo.
"Y-yeah.." Dixie stammered, quickly pulling up her shorts. 
"I'm Rosie," said the slightly taller brown-furred pup. She was really friendly, wagging her tail as she spoke. "I'm team captain!"
"Oh," Dixie said, a little surprised. Rosie was tall and leggy, but she didn't look like the fastest - there was even a grayhound girl on the team. Rosie smiled brightly.
"Have you run track before?"
"No," Dixie said, "I played soccer last year in third grade..."
"Ooh!" Rosie wagged even more. "I really wanted to do soccer but I was already doing track and basketball and-" Their conversation was cut short by the coach's whistle. They all hurried up to head out to the field.

"Alright girls!" the coach, a big bear lady, shouted over the din of gossip and giggles. "We're starting with stretches!" The coach then halfheartedly started stretches the team was supposed to mimic. They raised their hands over their heads, and Dixie couldn't help but blush from embarassment as her shirt lifted up, showing her tummy. She quickly reached down to pull down her shirt, and caught a glimpse of Rosie, a few feet away. Rosie was looking at her. Well, not [i]looking[/i], but gazing with a weirdly soft expression. Dixie quickly looked away and went back to the stretches.
"Aaannd touch your toes," the coach said unenthusiastically. She didn't bother trying. Dixie stretched, and her long floppy ears touched the ground. 
"Dixie!" the coach shouted to her. "Remember to tie your ears back next meet!" [i]Oops.[/i] They then moved to stretches on the ground. Dixie couldn't quite reach her ankles while sitting. She tried, and started feeling frustrated - only to flinch when she felt hands on her shoulders. She looked up to see Rosie smiling down at her. 
"Here," said Rosie, "let me help." Rosie gently pressed on Dixie's back, and with her help Dixie was able to reach her ankles. Dixie finally couldn't help but wag a little at her accomplishment, and Rosie sat beside her to do the rest of their stretches.

Then came the worst part, [i]running[/i]. Dixie hated the way her ears flopped while she ran, but the coach seemed impressed that she was able to run two laps without stopping - even though she was slow. 
"We'll work on the speed," she said with a decisive nod. "But not bad, Dixie!" The next girl went, then the next, until Rosie was up. Rosie hopped and stretched her arms as she waited on the whistle. Then as it sounded, she took off like a bullet. Holy crap, she was [i]fast[/i]. The team even stopped chattering to admire her running. But after the first lap, she got pretty tired and ended up staggering for the last half of the second lap.
"You need to work on the energy," the coach critiqued. "Pace yourself, okay?" Rosie nodded, panting as she collapsed beside Dixie again.
"Did I look cool at least?" Rosie asked with a giggle. Dixie blushed.
"Y-yeah," she said. "Really cool."

The first meet was rough. It was mainly the coach criticizing everyone's running before sending them off to change and leave. Some of the girls used the showers, but Dixie was way too shy for that. 
"Dixie?" she heard a voice call for her from the showers when she was just in her underwear. She noticed most of the girls had already filtered out, eager to leave. She followed the voice to the shower at the end.
"Team captain?" she asked. "Everything ok?" Rosie pulled back the curtain, took a quick glance around to make sure no one was watching, and suddenly grabbed Dixie by the wrist and dragged her into the shower.
"Wh-whoa," Dixie started to stammer. The shower was turned off, but Rosie was still...
"Shhh," Rosie whispered. "I wanted to ask you something."
"Y-you don't have any clothes-"
"I know!" she barked. "But like, look...is this normal? I'm scared to ask the other girls." Dixie slowly looked up at her.

Rosie was really pretty. She had speckled pawpads and white markings on her tummy all the way down to-
"This," Rosie said, pointing to her chest. 
"O-oh," Dixie said, head snapping back up. "Um, what exactly-"
"Like, they're. They kinda hurt?" Rosie pointed to her small puffy red nipples, and Dixie finally realized what she was talking about. Her chest looked kinda swollen under that. Dixie tilted her head.
"Like, yours are flat."
"Yeah.."
"Do you think it's um, like normal?"
"Oh! Yeah, I think so?" Dixie nervously wagged. "They look like that when they start growing I think."
"Ohhh," Rosie said, looking down at herself. Did she just have no fear or something? Dixie wasn't sure why, but she felt weirdly lightheaded.
"You're really pretty," Dixie said, unable to stop her thoughts from becoming words. She quickly covered her mouth and blushed. Rosie, to her surprise, started wagging her tail and looking excited.
"You really think so? I think I kinda look weird...like I'm too tall, my chest is bigger than the other girls, and-"
"But you do look pretty!" Dixie insited, unable to keep her mouth shut this time. Rosie reached out to her, fur still a little damp, and touched Dixie's chest. Dixie lifted her arms uncertaintly.
"I like yours more," Rosie insisted softly. "You don't have to wear a bra."
"Mm," Dixie gasped as she slid her hands from Dixie's chest to her tummy. Dixie giggled.
"H-hey," the bluetick puppy stammered. "That tickles." Rosie giggled too, and leaned in. She kissed Dixie's chest.
"You're really cute," Rosie said. "I wish I looked more like you. I like your spots."
"That feels kinda funny," Dixie muttered, her voice hushing a bit. 
"Should I stop?" Rosie asked genuinely, looking up at her. Dixie's head felt weird and stuffy. She shook her head.

Rosie kissed from her chest to her tummy to her thighs while Dixie was backed up against the shower wall. She started to tremble when Rosie kissed her thighs, and Rosie looked up, suddenly wagging harder than usual.
"Whoa," Rosie said, "you twitched here, under your panties..."
"D-did I?" Dixie asked, feeling weirdly out of breath. Rosie seemed insistent on understanding Dixie's body, and pressed her nose between Dixie's legs. Dixie started shaking harder, and slid down against the shower wall.
"Ooh..." Rosie paused. She suddenly seemed a bit less intense and stepped back. But as she did, Dixie couldn't help but notice Rosie seemed to be more flushed on her tummy and thighs and between her legs. Her parts were also flushed and slightly swollen.
"A-are you okay?" Dixie asked. 
"Yeah," she said, though she reached between her legs absently. As she ran her hand over herself, they both saw a string of liquid dripping from it as her hand moved away.
"Can I...kiss it?" Dixe asked. Rosie nodded wordlessly, positioning herself in front of Dixie's muzzle. Dixie sniffed her first - it was a nice smell. Weirdly warm and sweet. She pressed her mouth to it and curiously licked at her. Rosie moaned and her lanky legs trembled.

"Can you kiss it more?" Rosie's voice was soft but insistent. Dixie's head felt completely empty as she started kissing her more, her tongue sliding across her surprisingly tasty private parts. Rosie made soft little whiny noises as Dixie kissed and licked at the needy place betwen her thighs.
"I-it feels really good," Rosie whimpered to her. "Keep going, please." Dixie's tongue slipped inside of her. Liquid flowed into the pup's mouth, and she found herself licking deeper and harder, drinking Rosie's sweetness up. Rosie let out a needy whine as she leaned against the wall above Dixie to keep her footing. Her hips started moving against Dixie's mouth.
"Feels good," she gasped softly. "S-something feels like. Ooh. Like..." her voice trailed off as she started humping harder, body shaking hard and whines getting louder. Dixie reached between her own legs to touch herself. Her own body was throbbing as Rosie moved faster and more intensely.
"I-it's about to," Rosie barked sharply. "Ohmygosh." Her body suddenly froze, her hips shuddering, and Dixie suddenly got a mouthful of liquid - not just the stuff she'd been eagerly lapping up, but pee from Rosie's overexcited body. She didn't mind though, it still tasted nice for some reason.

Rosie finally collapsed on top of Dixie, her pee staining Dixie's fur as it was still dripping out. Dixie's muzzle and neck were soaked, but she didn't mind it, especially not when Rosie's big brown eyes looked into hers with a look she'd never seen before.
"Th-that was amazing," Rosie whimpered, wrapping her arms tightly around the bluetick pup. Dixie nestled her face to Rosie's shoulder, but kept touching herself as Rosie panted softly in her ear.
"W-wait," Rosie said, finally noticing what she was doing.
"Huh?" Dixie felt like every smart thought was just gone; like she had just finished a test and forgotten everything else.
"Can I try to do that to you?" she asked eagerly, starting to wag again. "It feels really good."
"Okay," Dixie said simply, pulling her panties away to toss to the side. They were soaked too...[i]Maybe I shouldn't wear them on the way home[/i], she thought absently to herself. [i]I don't wanna if they're wet.[/i]

Rosie gently urged Dixie to stand, back against the wall, and knelt with her face between Dixie's legs.
"Okay," she said, reasoning out loud, "So you just..started kissing and then your tongue went in and I...right? Is that right?" She looked up at Dixie.
"I think so?" Dixie said. "Um, you said it felt really good when my tongue was in deep..."
"I wanna try with my fingers," Rosie said, wagging. Dixie nodded again, wordlessly spreading her legs for her eager new friend. Rosie reached up and carefully spread Dixie first, and began wagging again.
"Wow," she muttered, "I love how like, the outside is dark but the inside is a really pretty pink." Dixie blushed and felt her chest getting hot.
"D-don't just stare at it!" she said. Rosie giggled. She slowly drew her fingers around the outside of it, and Dixie twitched and squirmed.
"It's so soft," Rosie said in awe. She slowly pushed a finger inside of Dixie, and the pup gasped. 
"That feels kinda weird," Dixie said, "Like I'm stretching..."
"Neat," Rosie said softly. "When you did it with your mouth it felt really warm and weird."
"I feel that," Dixie said with a slow nod. Rosie began to slowly move her finger inside of Dixie, and Dixie gasped and started to shake a little.
"Ooh," Rosie said, "This part started twitching a lot..." Rosie's voice trailed as she leaned in to kiss while she moved her fingers. Her tongue brushed against a [i]really[/i] sensitive part and Dixie's knees buckled and she let out a desperate whine. Rosie pulled away and looked up with her head tilted cutely.
"You okay?"
"Y-yeah, that part was really. Um."
"Lemme try again!" she said excitedly. She eagerly went in again, this time focusing on the most sensitive part of Dixie's little body. She immediately started to whine and shake as Rosie both kissed her and moved her finger faster inside. 
"Pl-please," Dixie whimpered sharply as her hips started to jerk and shudder unintentionally. "Slow down, w-wait!" She gasped suddenly. Her knees locked. Her body suddenly had a rush of heat from between her legs that spread to every part of her, ears to the tips of her toes. She couldn't speak, only moaned helplessly as she humped Rosie's hand and mouth. Rosie wagged hard, her whole body wiggling with excitement as Dixie felt herself fade out. Still humping mindlessly, the girl whined as her knees knocked and she tightened against Rosie's finger - before finally, with a deep shudder, feeling it all suddenly release. She couldn't hold back the stream of pee that got all over Rosie's face and chest. Rosie didn't seem to mind, and licked it up just as eagerly as Dixie had earlier. Slowly, Dixie slid back to the floor as the taller pup's finger slid out of her.

For a little bit, Dixie couldn't do anything other than pant mindlessly. Her little body was still shaking when they both suddenly heard a yell from the coach. 
"Rosie! Dixie! What's taking so long?"
"Sorry!" Rosie called back instantly, scrambling to turn on the shower. "We spilled a bunch of soap so we're just cleaning up!"
"Well hurry up," the coach demanded. "Both of your parents are here." 

As Rosie helped Dixie wash up (because the mutt could still barely stand), she giggled.
"Sorry," she said. "I hope we don't get in trouble for staying too long."
"M-maybe," Dixie stammered out, "we can tell our parents we're friends? And maybe hang out after track..." The two pups met eyes, and both began to wag and smile at the idea.
"Yeah," Rosie agreed. "We should have a sleepover! I wanna know more about each other." Dixie grinned. Maybe track wasn't such a bad choice after all.