The first time it happened I thought I'd just slept with my mouth open and dribbled a bit.

It happened again a few days later, this time more, my pillow had big hard spots and muzzle my fur matted much more.
At the time I didn't know what you were doing.
I didn't even know what you where doing was possible. I'd never really thought about where puppies came from or what was between our legs when we showered or bathed together.

Then I had a strange dream. I woke up and you where above me, it was really dark and you where panting.
I couldn't really see what you where doing. I seemed to fall asleep again, only to wake up to you grunting softly and a strange splatter of goo landing on my muzzle and pillow.
I woke up the next morning and my muzzle fur was crusty and pillow all sticky.
I didn't know what had happened, I'd have this funny dream and suddenly I'd drooled everywhere! And the bed had just been made!

I came down to you both almost in tears, only really little puppies and whelps dribble that much!
I was big girl and shouldn't do that!
I was clutching the soiled pillow when mummy came up and took it, put the case in the wash and held me, telling me maybe I was just sleeping funny, the weather was on the change so everyone was a bit out of sorts. You made some comment I didn't hear, I don't think, mummy liked it as she sent me to get dressed and have a wash.
I heard you both arguing.

The weather was getting warmer, so you suggested I sleep in just my pyjama shorts or a big sleep shirt you had just bought that said "pillow princess".
I didn't know what it meant at the time.
I just saw the sparkly design and crown.
You always called me princess.
Daddies puppy princess.

Mummy had been around less and less since I started to dribble.
Work meant she travelled a lot, but she still tried to video call every day to say hi, and when she couldn't she'd send a little recorded message and we’d do the same back.

I started to wear that shirt. It was big, came down to my knees. I still wore my shorts under it though.
I kept waking up after drooling at night.
I just accepted it as normal. I had a wobbly tooth and you said maybe that's why I was dribbling: so I didn't swallow it if it came out when I was asleep my body was leaving my mouth open.
Mummy didn't say anything.
Until she saw my favourite pyjama shirt.
She didn't like it.
She said it may not be appropriate.
Mummy asked you if any of the pattern reminded you of anything. She said that in a funny way. The same way she used when she asked if I knew where the chocolate buttons from the cookies we'd made for cousin Susie's birthday had gone because she already knew the answer form the chocolate on my muzzle fur and paws.
You smiled and laughed while I went to get dressed.
I heard you argue again.
You seemed to argue a lot more, and you said she was calling us less when she was away.

It was starting to get warm now, as summer came.

That was the first time something else happened.

I'd kicked the duvet and sheets off to try and cool down. Sleeping in just my new pyjama t-shirt and shorts.
But I woke up and my shorts where all sticky and crunchy and funny.
I thought I'd wet the bed!
I was mortified. I was in floods of tears when I got downstairs to you.
You held me and calmed me down, had me take off my crunchy shorts to see.
You laughed.
Told me because I was becoming a big girl sometimes things happened, after all I'd lost my first tooth. I was probably just a bit sweaty, it couldn't be wee as it wasn't on the sheets or anywhere else, and wee didn't make things all hard, but you understood and loved me all the same as accidents happen.
You suggested I just sleep in the shirt only, not with the shorts to keep cool.

It felt weird to sleep with nothing on my bottom half, even if the t-shirt went almost to my knees.

When we showered together that morning it was different.
Normally you'd do your boy parts and bum yourself, and I'd do my inner thighs around my girl parts and bum myself.
But this time you washed between my legs.
You didn't touch my girl parts really, just dragged little rubber brush around them.
We where moulting, so it made sense, and because I'd been all sweaty that morning you wanted to make sure it was properly out of my fur before school.
It felt funny when you were washing near my girl parts.

It was half term that week.
I didn't remember when mummy last called.
She still sent short video messages sometimes though, just like she had always.

PE was the last lesson of the day.
We'd been in the gym so I was in my shorts and polo shirt.
You made me show you some of the gymnastics we did. You really liked when I did a back arch and kept making me do it.
You helped me do a hand stand by holding my ankles, my polo fell over my face and shorts fell down so you could see my knickers which you teased me about with a silly song.
We started to rough and tumble a bit before tea.

That night it was very warm. You said I should try sleeping naked.
I had that funny dream again. It was dark really dark and you where over me. I could hear you panting, looking down at my naked body.
You where stood over me, I could see your arm moving, hear a funny slapping sound.
You where panting like you'd just run around the garden with me.
Suddenly you seemed to jerk and the sticky drool splattered all over my puppy place and thighs.
You stood over me, arm still, something drooling onto me, for what seemed ages.
I fell asleep again.

When I woke up my puppy place was all crispy and sticky.
It was still early, you where still in bed when I rushed out my room upset I'd wet the bed again.

You pulled me close and slowly dragged a finger around my bald puppy patch, around my girl parts, and got some of the crunchy sticky stuff on your fingers.
It felt funny when you touched me there. You moved so slowly over my mound. I felt something poked me under the sheets as you sat half in bed and held me.
You told me it wasn't wee again.
It wasn't sweat but special girl juice you thought.

You told me sometimes when people have special dreams about people they really like and love they're girl and boy parts make this funny special sticky stuff.

That as a growing puppy I'd start to have more dreams like that. That big girls sometimes had lots.
You told me you sometimes had them about the people you loved a lot.
That the special sticky stuff was all to do with that. It was just another sign of how big I was getting.

When you got up so we could shower your willy was all big and hard.
I'd never seen it like that before, only in your white sheath or just a little poking out kind of swollen.
Sometimes you'd pull the sheath back a bit to help wash yourself in the shower, but all your redy-pink willy was out now.
It was big. Huge, to my little puppy eyes.
You laughed and told me that you'd been having one of those special dreams about someone you loved.
I asked if it was mummy.
You said no, it was about me, because you’re my daddy and loved me so much because I was your puppy princess.

We got in the shower together, your thing was almost right in my face.
It eventually went away as we showered.
You dragged the brush slowly around my puppy place, and started to gently rub your fingers over it, saying that it was to help get the special girl juice off
It made me feel funny when you did that.
A good kind of funny.

We spent the day playing and having fun.
You let me stay up later than normal to watch a film. It was the new Her-Bark And The Lightning Dogs film and had just come out on streaming.
I really liked Her-Bark, I had a foam and plastic replica of the main characters halberd.
Mummy didn't call or massage that night, I didn’t remember when she last messaged.

You carried me up to your room and asked if, for a special treat, I'd like to sleep in your bed for that night. Maybe it would help the funny dreams? Like when I was really little and had a nightmare you and mummy would let me sleep in your bed a bit.

Of course I wanted to! Your bed so big and cool. It was a fun special treat to cuddle in your bed.
I got dressed in my pillow princess t-shirt as you undressed and put on your shorts.

Your bed was so big and comfy.
We cuddled close, something in your boxers started to poke me until I rolled over and it sort of slotted under my tail.
It was big and kind of warm against my bum and upper legs. Sometimes it kind of seemed to get bigger and move, your arm pressed up under my t-shirt, my back fur was against your tummy and chest fur, your hand wrested on my tummy, just above my puppy patch, in the thin fur above the bare skin of my girl parts.
It made me feel funny but nice, safe. You where so big and warm against me as I fell asleep.

You where right of course, when I woke up no drool or special girl juice.

You had already gotten up and where making breakfast.
You heard me getting up and using the bathroom and said I could stay in my pyjamas, just come down for breakfast.

I was really excited to be in pyjamas, who didn't want to just be in comfy pyjamas all day and laze around having fun!

When I came down you were just in your boxers as you made breakfast.

We spent the day inside, it was raining too much to go out, just having fun.
I was sitting on your knee when you decided to tickle me. All the squirming and giggling I was moving my bum over your lap.
We stopped, panting and happy, my tail flicking from the fun, when I saw that your boy parts to got all hard again, slipping out your boxers. I'd turned around during your tickling, and my shirt had been pulled up, my puppy place was so close to your big boy parts.

You explained that, just like the special dreams about people you love, when you're playing with, or around or even just think about, someone you really love, the special things that make girl juice and boy parts happy will happen.
That when boys really love someone their body shows it by making their parts all hard and stand up, and if they really show their love special juices come out too.
So you where all big and hard because you really loved me a lot and your body really wanted to show me how much you loved me.

Of course, I was somewhat upset, I wanted to show you how much I loved you, why couldn't I?
You told me, girls don't have willy’s, so we can't get all hard, instead we feel all funny in our girl parts and they get slightly bigger, but it's not as obvious and other special things happened.

I asked why I'd never seen your boy parts do this before. When you where with mummy? Or when we'd been together before?
Well, how often did I see you in just your fur or boxers? Only really when we got changed to go swimming or when we showered and bathed together. You always loved me but most of the time you where thinking about other things, like having a bath and making sure I'm not a stinky puppy or that you have the stuff to swim with and where to put the locker keys; grown-up stuff, plus little puppies don't really notice it as much. It's part of becoming a big dog is to notice and understand how much people love you and each other, and your body starts to do that.

But what about when you're with mummy?
Well, how often did I see you cuddle mummy and stuff when in just your fur or pants? You got all hard a lot for mummy I just never saw it because you had trousers on, or I wasn't around.

I still felt it was unfair I couldn't get all hard to show you how much I loved you, but you said it was OK, because I kept making special girl juice at night and dreaming about you, so it's OK.

By now you'd started to get soft, only showing a big mysterious bulge in your boxers.

I asked if you'd stopped loving me and had started to think about something else.
You laughed softly and kissed my head, right between my ears, and told me you always loved me. But boys only could be hard for so long, it was tiring to show how much they love someone and you where telling me how much you loved me, so you didn't need to show me any more.
You started to tickle me again until we where both painting and winded and had to get a drink.

That night you suggested I sleep in just my fur, and I should probably sleep in my own bed to help be cool, it was really hot when we'd cuddled and you didn't want me to be too hot, our winter coats still hadn't finished moulting.

All the tickle fights and playing horsie and stuff I fell asleep super fast, it was strange being in just my fur but felt nice and really exciting  as mummy never would have been OK with me sleeping naked you said. It felt like I was doing something naughty like staying up late to read.

I had a strange dream again, you where over me, this time it wasn't so dark and I could see your willy was all hard again. This time you where stroking it, getting faster and faster until you gasped wriggled, thick boy juice came out and splattered all over my puppy parts like in the other dreams.
This time you spoke, you said you loved me so much so softly and kindly, told me I'm your precious puppy princess and you loved me with everything you had. You left my room as the dream ended.

I woke up the next day and was all crunchy and sticky from special girl juice.

I understood what you'd told me, whenever I dreamed about you I was thinking about how much I loved you so hard my body made lots of special girl juice to show you my love.
Or, that's what I thought it was, I know better now.

I rushed to your room delighted at this revelation, my tail wagging so hard I could hear it swish in the air.
I bounced onto the bed excitedly telling you all about my dream, I scraped off some of the goo that was still sticky to show you.
I told you all about how I had dreamed about how much you loved me, your boy parts where all hard to show me your love and they made lots of special boy juice to really show me how much you loved me, and because I was dreaming how much you loved me, and I loved you, I made special girl juice!
You laughed at how happy I was. As you sat up because I was on the sheet it didn't move with you, so I saw your boy parts where all big and hard again.
You caught me looking and told me you where so happy to hear about my dream your body was showing its love for me.
You then asked if you'd been doing anything in my dream. That's when I remembered to tell you about how you'd been stroking your boy parts before your special juice came out. I didn't understand why you'd been stroking yourself and said so.
You told me sometimes boys and girls would touch and play with themselves to really show their love.
How sometimes a boys body would make the special juice come out on its own, but sometimes if a boy really loved someone he'd stroke his willy a lot because it made him feel super good and when he fell really good lots of boy juice would come out and he'd feel this big extra special release of love.
You told me that girls could touch themselves too to make girl juice come out sometimes. But not always, because girls bodies worked differently, their juice often only came out when asleep or when older. But, you said, when a girl gets the big build up of love from playing with themselves it feels even better than a boys big release of love.

While you told me all this you'd been gently playing with yourself. You told me you wanted to show me how much you loved me, and how making puppies was the ultimate and most special way of people telling each other they love each other.

I asked why so many people only had one or two cubs if it meant you love each other a lot.
You explained that raising pups was part of showing the love to each other and took a lot of effort and love.

This is when I ruined the moment.
I then asked if raising pups so about showing how much you love each other why you and mummy argued at lot when she was at home, and when was she coming home? She'd been away a really long time it seemed and some of her stuff was gone too. I didn't remember the last time you told me she was calling or had sent a video message or anthing.

You looked really sad.
I panicked and thought I'd upset you and you'd be cross with me.

You reassured me you weren't upset with me. Just sad you'd not been able to tell me all this sooner.
You hugged me tight and told me you and mummy never really loved each other.
I wasn't mummies puppy.
You and mummy never had a puppy.
You told me I was your puppy, but my real mummy was somewhere far away in the north, where you actually came from. Why you had the funny accent and spoke in that funny language sometimes on the phone.

I didn't understand.
How could mummy not be my mummy, people only have one mummy? Except Lindon, but his mummy's are lesbians and special. Didn't I come out her tummy? Like Misses Richards kitten next door had?
No, you said. I had come out of a different ladies tummy, a lady who you loved a huge amount and who loved you back a huge amount, so you had a whelp togeher: me.
But you couldn't be allowed to love each other people said.

You sat up properly and sat me squarely on your lap facing you, your willy had gone soft and back into it's sheath because althought you still where thinking of how much you loved me and my other mummy, my real mummy, but you where also really sad, like when Caerbannog our pet bunny had died how I'd felt lots of love but also lots of sadness.
You'd named the rabbit, telling me it was a mythological and magical rabbit from your homeland, which was probably one of the most true things you told me around this time.

You told me people didn't want you and my real mummy to be together and love each other because they where very jealous of you both for how much you loved each other.
Your and her brothers and father where very angry at how much you both loved each other, especially when they found out she was going to have a baby with you.
They exiled you, I had to ask what that meant, you said it meant sent away to never see each other again, and you moved down here.
You met mummy, my not real mummy - the lady I'd been calling mummy, and thought you loved her and she loved you back.
I was really little at the time, only a whelp, and you and my not mummy mummy started to be together, thinking you where both in love. But over time it turned out you didn't love each other really, you thought you did but where confused. Not mummy mummy, you said, looked really like my real mummy, and used this to trick you into thinking you loved her because she found it fun to play pretend like that.

I didn't understand.
Why would someone do that? It seemed really mean.
You asked if I knew how on TV how the actors say they love each other? It was like that. Mummy was pretending, because she thought it was fun, and it let her get lots of things from you because your family is very powerful and rich owning a big estate back in your homeland and I was kind of like a princess. I was overjoyed at this as because what puppy doesn't want to be an actual princess?

Part of this was also one of the most true things you said during this time.

Mummy was pretending to love you because she wanted to be a princess of the estate, and by marrying you she could take all your stuff - after all you where a kind of prince too, and everyone knows princes are really rich.

Over time you'd realised she was tricking you and distracting you from how much you loved me and my real mummy. When you realised this you'd started to argue with her and now she had been banished and couldn't come back, so now you could focus all your energy on loving me and trying to get back to my real mummy.

You stilled looked really sad, because you loved my real mummy so much and couldn't see her.
I hugged you extra tight and we sat in silence just cuddling.

I felt bad for making you sad, but you said I hadn't and it felt good to tell me all this finally.
You said you felt bad because you'd not been loving me as much as you should have because the lady who had been pretending to love you and being my mummy had tricked you into loving her more, so she had been getting both the love that my real mummy should have had and the love I should have been having from you, because she was really greedy and clever and mean.
You promised to never get distracted from how much you loved me and we'd get to go back to your home and be a real family with my real mummy and I could be a princess.

You hugged me tight, kissed my head between the ears and said you loved me.

You helped me clean the girl juice off as we showered, but you where really quiet and thoughtful.
When I asked you what was wrong you told me you where just thinking, about how you missed my real mummy.

You said to call her mummy from now on. She was my mummy, the other lady who had pretended to be my mummy wasn't my mummy, so I shouldn't call her mummy, just my mummy should be called my mummy.
We got dressed because we had to out shopping.

We went to the big shops in town where you took me a clothes shop. You wanted to get me some new clothes because a lot of them had been picked my the other lady and you didn't like that, because it was part of the spell she was using to make you love her not me or mummy.
You asked me to choose some instead.
I had never been allowed to, the other lady who had been pretending to be mummy, would pick out a few and then suggest which ones she preferred and make me choose those ones. I didn't really mind because I never really thought about my clothes, but getting to choose was really exciting.
I asked if I could get another pyjama shirt with pillow princess on. You smiled and told me you got it when you'd been away for work so we'd have to order it online, and anyway it was a pyjama shirt not a day time t-shirt.
I didn't really know what to choose. I liked my clothes in a way, because I was used to them.
You did find a pink one with lots of writing on in lots of different styles that said "sorry boys, daddy says I can't date" which I really liked because all my others t-shirts where plain or had simple designs on, I'd never had a t-shirt like this before.
Together we picked out a couple of t-shirts that said "princess" and "daddies puppy".
You also got me some new panties, this was really exciting as normally mummy got me plain ones but these had little frills around the edge, one set had a little bow on the front. You told me that because I was becoming a big girl I should be allowed to have bigger girl pants, and the other lady had only let me wear the plain ones because she wanted to try and stop me being a big pup as I may realise that she was tricking you with a curse.
You even let me buy a multi pack with the Her-Bark logo and stuff on.
The other lady would never let me do that, she'd not been happy when you bought the official De-Buff Her-Bark foam halberd because she it was rubbish you said, though she did get me a wooden sword at that castle that was really hard and cool. You said she didn't even like it when you wore the Lieutenant Mallet t-shirt, you'd shown me Professor Awful before, but I didn't really get it, it was a guy singing in a boiler suit and big gardening gloves, but it was your favourite super hero show.

As we wondered the shops you found a Her-Bark t-shirt. I'd seen other pups wearing them, I'd never thought about wanting one until then, and want it I did. You said it was because as we thought about ourselves and how much we loved eachother more the spell wore off a bit more.
I was so excited to show off my two new t-shirts to my friends and have big puppy pants (which I couldn't really show off but they'd notice when we got changed). Stacy would be really impressed, she had all the Her-Bark t-shirts and merchandise and always said it was funny I didn't have any becase I was a bigger fan and could sing the whole theme song and recite some of the famous bits. Mummy let her buy me the official Her-Bark book set for my birthday and Katarina buy me the Blu-ray of the movie though.
I never really wanted the merch much most of the time as I didn't know what I'd do with the figurines or action figures, I didn't like playing dolly. But now, I was starting to want it, I didn't know why.

We where in the music shop looking at the stuff there, I was watching you flick though the big LP disks. You had a some you'd gotten from your parents and grandparents, they where all super old, from before I was born and when you where super little, you said they where classics and sometimes would put them on. It was all weird music. You pulled one out and said you had loved it as a pup, had it on CD, it got broken when you had to leave home, it was Exit Hallucination by a band called Pompey, I'd heard you talk about them and you'd streamed the music a few times. You looked at it as if you really wanted it.
I asked you why not get it if you really wanted it. You made a strange sound and put it back, we went to look at the CDs and you found it and one by a band called Pitching At Gazpacho because they where on offer, you spent ages thinking about getting them.
You put them back eventually and we went to get a snack.

I asked why you didn't get the music you talked a lot about both of them and I saw them on your playlist.
The other lady didn't let you put on Pitching At Gazpacho because their stuff wasn't very nice and not good for puppies to hear, and Pompey was just noise you said she'd said.
I didn't know, but you often got frustrated at the streaming apps because they'd stop working or freeze when you lost signal, or had to buffer and load and not all of the bands where on one or they’d suddenly disappear.

You thought about it was we shared a slice of cake.

You said you'd never really wanted to get the CDs again but, now, with mummy, you caught yourself and corrected yourself, the other lady, gone, you felt like you could get yourself something like that.
Even if you only got to listen when I had gone to bed or school, it would be much easier, especially as Pompey was only on Currents and Pitching on Poxplay. You had to spend a lot every month for the streams and you hardly used them as the music mummy, you corrected yourself again, the other lady, didn't mind me listening to was all bought on MyListen or was classical radio. It was as if something has been stopping you and now gone you said.
We went back and bought those and some other CDs.

We then went to the chemists as you needed some stuff like my vitamins.
We went down an isle labelled; family planning and contraception, pregnancy tests and fertility. I didn't know what those where. I'd asked the other lady who had been mummy but wasn’t but she'd said it was a grown-up thing I didn't need to think about. There was lots of strange stuff on the shelves, you got a box of things labelled "super fine real touch" and a big bottle labelled "silk feel"
I asked what they where and you said you'd explain later.

We wondered around town and the big shops some more until we both got tired and had seen what we wanted.
We didn't buy much more stuff other than what we needed like something for the plug in the kitchen I didn't understand and a wire thing for your computer.

When we got home we had to do some housework and stuff, I helped move the coffee table and make sure the vacuums cable didn't get tangled.
It was hard work but we had fun.

When we stopped for lunch you asked if I wanted to watch a movie for a bit and opened up an app on the TV and started to scroll through when you saw one on the Newly Uploaded section.
It was the first film we saw at the cinema when I was really little. I remembered the other lady who was pretending to be my mummy saying if I found it too scary or wanted to leave at any time we could, we didn't even though at times I did find it scary.
I curled up next to you as we watched it.
It was about a king who organised for his son, the handsome prince, to tour the land to find a wife who will be his queen when the handsome prince becomes king. When the prince comes to the last castle everyone is in despair because he hasn’t found his true love, until he meets a servant girl who works in castle.
Because she's only a servant he's not supposed to love her. Meanwhile the wicked witch, who is the widow duchess of the castle, casts a spell on to make herself look younger and more attractive and very similar to the servant girl, while also magically cursinf the prince into falling in love with her and not his true love the servant girl.
The king and witch throw the servant girl out so as to better influence the handsome prince. During a great and terrible storm the princes horse throws him while he's riding into the woods where he's discovered by the servant girls fairy godmother who lifts the curse that clouded his eyes so he sees the evil witch for what she is.
He also learns that the servant was actually the princess of the castle before the witch took over.
He confronts his father and the wicked witch about this where he learns that his father, the king, was conspiring with the witch because the princess was too beautiful and the king wanted her and all her stuff because her castle and lands where really rich, but he couldn't have the princess so he decided to conspire with the witch to get the handsome prince to marry the witch so their houses and all the power and wealth would unite and be the kings.
There was a big heroic fight and the witch is defeated. However the prince discovers his father is mortally wounded and was also affected by the curse that the prince was and had been tricked too.
The servant girl, who was actually a princess and the handsome princes true love is found and the two marry with his father's dying blessing and love happily ever after.

We cuddled in silence as the credits started and I thought.

As they scrolled by we talked about the movie, and I realised something, from everything you told me, mummy, or the lady who I had been calling mummy but wasn't really my mummy as my real mummy was far away had been tricking you just like the wicked witch had.
You where quiet for a moment and hugged me tight against your side. You disagreed, the lady was more like the king, she didn't want you to be with your true love because she was jealous of your love for my real mummy and me.
I didn't think so and interrupted you because she must be the witch, she was jealous of your love for mummy, my real mummy and me, but you where a prince and would get lots of power when you became king.
You chuckled at this and muzzed my head fur, you'd be Laird or Barron Laird not king, but it was OK. It didn't matter. I said she must have put a spell on you because in the movie the fairy godmother explained that only evil magic can really come between true love, distance makes it difficult, which is why you stilled loved me but not as much as you felt, but hadn't loved my real mummy because she was far away and the witch had pretended to love you to take you away from mummy because she wanted your kingdom. It was just like the movie.

You where quiet as you thought.
You'd said you'd liked Pompey before but stopped when you met her and now with her gone you liked them again and that was exactly the same in the film the prince had really liked to read and eat strawberries but when the witch put the curse on him he stopped reading and liking strawberries but when the fairy godmother had lifted the curse he'd wanted strawberries and read a book.
You smiled indulgently down at me and kissed me between the ears, holding me tight, my tail was wagging so hard as I worked all this out for my self, I was very excited, especially when you told me how cleaver I was, to work all that out, it had taken you months to figure it out and I’d explained it really well.
You nuzzled me, your muzzle curving down so our foreheads rested against each other and noses together. You told me how proud you where of me and how cleaver I was, and how much you loved me, and you'd never let any wicked witches come between us again and you'd never stop loving me, because you loved me completely.
You gently cupped my cheek and muzzle as you said this, looking deep into my eyes, it was enchanting I felt like the princess in the film and just like in the film you leaned in and gently kissed me on the lips.
I'd never kissed someone before, it was strange, pressing lips together. Of course I'd kissed you or the lady who wasn't mummy but never like this or on the lips, just on the muzzle or cheek.
After what seamed like forever you stopped kissing me, and lent back slightly with a small smile that I now realise didn't reach your eyes. You told me you loved me and I was your puppy princess.
My hand had landed on your lap, I could feel how big and hard you'd gotten under your trousers, it made me feel all tingly and warm to know how much you loved me and your body was showing it.
I said that was my first kiss, and I loved you so much that it must be my true loves first kiss from how tingly I felt and how hard and big you where.
You asked if I wanted to share more more love, of course I did! I wanted to show you all of my love.

You scooped me up and carried me bridal style to your room, kissing and nuzzling me, and telling me all the way how much you loved me and wanted to share your love with me.
You set me carefully down, your own tail flicking as you pulled your shirt off and asked me undress too, but only to my pants.
I scrambled out of my clothes, my panties where simple white cotton, stark against the dirty grey/brown of my flanks and the off cream of my belly and thighs, I had difficulty with my jeans due to my excitement and how hard my tail was wagging because I was going to share so much love with you.
You chuckled to yourself as you stepped over, down to only your tented black boxers, you leant forward to cup my cheek and kiss me again. As you broke the kiss you told me you'd also tell me all about how whelps are made, or some of it it at least, as that was the biggest form of showing love.
As you kissed me again you helped me shuffle to sit on the side of your bed, my foot paws dangling off the edge of your tall bed.
You stood in front of me, the big bulge in your boxers just below my muzzle, and suggested I help you take them off, it would be fun, like unwrapping a present, then I could see your willy really close.

I was nervous and really excited was I gripped your boxers, your hands on mine guiding me. Pulling the black fabric down and kind of forward, revealing your big boy parts, I'd been this close to it in the shower but then you'd said to ignore it, it was just showing your love for me. Now you said I could look, because you wanted to really show your love for me, one of your hands reassuringly stroked my head, hitting the spot I loved having scritched and down as you told me I was a good girl and how much you loved me. You wriggled and kicked your boxers off as you took my other hand, my eyes where locked on your boy parts, studying them closely, how the end was kind of blunt with a funny little nobble sticking out slightly making it slightly pointy, how it was all various shades of reddy-pink-purple and bulged a little in the middle of the tube bit then it became kind of like an egg was in it before it went into your off cream sheath. Below your willy and sheath where your other boy parts, you called them your testes and scrotum and it was this big fizzy cream dangly bag I could kind of see egg or bean shaped things which where inside it.
You asked if I wanted to touch and guided my hand to your willy, saying it was actually called a penis, it was warm and slightly hard soft - I could slightly squeeze it and it felt a bit squishy but also hard like a sausage.

You slowly explained how it worked, how you had a bone called a baculum in it that helped hold it up, what the bits where called like the knot and the glands and pealing back your sheath a little the shaft, all the while guiding my hand over it so I could feel and explore the shape and texture very gently. The special boy juice which dribbled out was called pre-ejaculate or just pre and it helped make it easier to make a whelp and for a dog to play with his penis because it was all sticky and gooey like my special girl juice but if you played with yourself long enough you'd make a extra special boy juice when you had the big release of love.
You slowly guided my hand down to the funny dangling sack and explained it was a scrotum and held your testicles which made extra special boy juice, that went up little tubes and came out the tip of your penis when you really wanted to show a lot of love and make a whelp.
You said you'd explain later how whelps are made and how girl parts worked but for now you wanted me to understand how dogs like you, because you said dog was the proper word for a boy dog, showed their love to people and how showing that love felt really really good and was fun.
You stood in front of me a while longer, one hand gently scritching behind my ear or cupping my cheek letting me explore and look at your big boy parts, big dog parts.

You suggested I stroke them like how you had been a couple of days ago.
You guided my small hand over your large shaft slowly stroking it and getting lots of your special pre juice over it. You panted and moaned like you did in my dreams all while telling me I was a good girl and how much you loved me and I was doing a really good job and you where having so much fun which made you love me even more because I was a really good puppy.
As I stroked you you told me this was a good way to show each other love was to stroke and play with each other bits like this, because it helped you feel extra good and brought us even closer together as it was part of something called foreplay which was a lot of fun and helped get dogs and bitches ready to do the things which make whelps, but you also said it could be done on its own and just for a really nice and fun way to show each other love.
It felt really strange against my paw, how it was kinda sticky without spreading pre on it and how spreading pre on it made it all slick.
I really enjoyed showing you my love by stroking your penis because it made me feel all tingly and special in my puppy parts but also like when I got good grades at school and you told me I was really smart.

Hearing you moan and gasp and seeing what made more pre joice come out and what made your body do interesting things, like make your penis throb or wiggle was really fun too, I learnt if I kept doing those things you really liked it, and liked it even more if I moved between them.
Sometimes I'd reach down and stroke over your scrotum and play with it, feeling your big egg like testicles.
Eventually you started to pant and huff a lot and asked me to stop as you where getting close and wanted to explain a little more.
You told me all about how when a boy really wanted to show his love how you would ejaculate which was extra special boy juice and could make whelps with a girl if you got it inside of a girl who could have them. You said to do that you needed to tie with your knot which meant holding it and the shaft when it swells up because the knot holds a boy to the girl he loves so they can cuddle extra close and really share lots of love enjoy it.
You also told me all about other names for things like balls and cum and dick.
You also told me that cum tastes nice and you'd really like to see it hit my my face so when you finish and want to give me lots of love I should open my mouth and let it all cover my face and try and catch some in my muzzle, and that having a dog cum on your face was a really nice way to to show love and you thought I’d look super pretty and you could, and then in the mirror later I could, see how much love you had made for me and how much had come out.

I was really enjoying stroking over your cock and how much you where enjoying it and telling me how much you loved me and I really loved you too because I wanted to love you and you love me.
You got me to start to stroke faster, and kept telling me you loved me, and asking me if I wanted you to show me lots of love and feel it and because I really deeply loved you I practically begged you to show me you love me and let me enjoy your special boy juice cum.

You started to grunt and moan just like in my dreams, cupping my head and praising me as I stroked your big dog cock. You started to repeat that you loved me and told me to open wide. I was so excited my tail was starting to hurt from wagging so hard as I stroked you, you told me to use a hand to squeeze your knot and shaft by taking my paw to show me how as it swelled up getting
big you wriggled your hips and it got really big and you started to squirt your cum juice all over my muzzle and tongue and face.
It was all sticky and tasted funny but nice. All the time you where telling me you loved me so much and where so proud of me and how good I was as for what seemed like ages you squired all over me, which meant you really must love me a lot as you made soe much.
When it started to slow and stopped you leaned down and kept telling me all breathless like we'd been playing rough how much you loved me and how good I was. My tail kind of hurt from how hard I'd been wagging, it was so much fun as you climbed onto the bed and pulled me in so we could sleep your sheath poking my bum as you stroked my tummy whispering all about your love for me and how I was your perfect puppy princess as I fell asleep, my tail now starting to slow as I was really tired from how much I loved you.