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We always choose based on breeding lines.''\n\nThe woman was persistent, however. \"Well, our facility is absolutely brimming. Perhaps you could [i]foster[/i] Cash, at least for a little while?''\n\nMr. Sanderson glanced over at Mrs. Sanderson. She looked over at the woman and said, \"Our little one is almost ready for her first heat. I'm not sure it's a good fit.''\n\n\"Oh, I assure you, Cash is just a puppy. The papers said he was three months old. Even if your dog [i]did[/i] go into heat, there'd be no risk. Please, we could really use your help. Just a week?''\n\nThere was a pause. One look at Amelie wagging her tail and rubbing against Cash was enough to convince Mr. Sanderson. \"Alright, then. One week.''\n\nAmelie had [i]never[/i] been more excited.\n\nLife with Cash was ever so much fun. Amelie's parents were old and tired now, but Cash was a bundle of energy. They'd run and dash and play tug of war, and roll around in the mud together, and whine when they got baths. 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And besides, Mr. and Mrs. Sanderson had all but promised her to Cash. Still, she'd never been kissed. \"Yes,'' she whispered.\n\nCash leaned down and licked her muzzle, and she opened her mouth, their tongues touching for the first time. Cash broke the kiss first, saying, \"That was...nice.''\n\nAmelie replied, \"It was,'' her tail thumping in the grass.\n\n\"I think I love you,'' he said.\n\nAmelie didn't know how to respond to that, so she didn't. Instead, she leaned forward and said, \"Let's chase butterflies!''\n\nAt school the next day, Amelie made sure to tell Sana everything about the kiss, and how the Sandersons were thinking about adding Cash to their family permanently, and her tail wagged the entire time she talked. Sana didn't seem quite as enthusiastic, her long, silken ears drooping (or perhaps how they normally were).\n\nThe Afghan Hound said, \"It just seems so...fast.''\n\nThe French Poodle didn't agree. Another week passed, and three weeks still seemed like forever to the sixth-month-old puppy. She'd spent almost a sixth of her life with Cash, and he'd spent a full fourth of his. There was no one she'd rather spend time with than the foster puppy. But then, he was no longer a foster!\n\n\"We want to be his forever home,'' Mr. Sanderson explained to the lady from the Church.\n\n\"Really? That's excellent. I [i]knew[/i] he'd be a good fit. I'll get all the papers ready immediately.''\n\nThat night, two days before their next school day, Amelie told Cash the good news.\n\n\"You get to stay with us, Cash. Mr. and Mrs. Sanderson just signed the papers to keep you,'' she said, wagging her tail.\n\nThe smaller puppy perked his ears up, wagging wildly. \"That's great! I didn't want to have to go back to the shelter...''\n\n\"And now you never have to,'' Amelie agreed. \"You can stay here with me.''\n\n\"I'd love that.''\n\n\"Me too.''\n\nThey stared at each other, which normally unsettled Amelie with other dogs, but with Cash, she only felt comfortable. She leaned forward and kissed him again, and he kissed her back. Shivering, she said, \"I like that.''\n\nHe kissed her again, nosing forward insistently. She had to take a step back, and another step back, until the puppy had rounded on her, and she spilled over onto her back. Even then, Cash just stepped over her, belly-to-belly, to kiss her again, eagerly lapping against her tongue.\n\nThey looked like a pile of curly, white hair as they embraced each other, and any doubt that they'd end up as husband and wife vanished from Amelie's mind. They were so perfect together! \"I love you, too,'' she sighed, wistfully.\n\nCash grinned, wagging even faster. \"Will you marry me?''\n\n\"...Yes,'' she gasped, though that decision was really up to the Sandersons.\n\n\"Great!'' Cash stepped off of her and ran in a tight, little circle, wagging his fluffy, white tail. Amelie just watched, tail wagging. Until his spinning brought his snout close to her tail. His spin stopped abruptly, and he instinctively sniffed her butt.\n\nThey'd done it a thousand times - a quick, polite sniff, but this was something different. Cash left her tailhole and nosed upward, between her legs. She felt his sharp intake of breath against her spade, making her tremble. \"What are you doing?'' she whimpered.\n\n\"You smell good,'' he said, simply.\n\nAmelie tried to spin around onto all fours, but he placed a paw on her stomach to keep her on her back, [i]snuffling[/i] again. \"Hey, don't do that...'' she gasped.\n\n\"It's okay, Amelie, we're going to be married.''\n\n\"But we're not married yet,'' she whined, looking around.\n\nCash giggled. \"No one is going to walk in on us. Besides, I just want to [i]kiss[/i] you. That's okay, right?''\n\n[i]Kiss me, down there?[/i] Amelie shivered. She wanted that, too, but she had a sneaking suspicion that it wasn't allowed. \"I guess...?''\n\nCash smiled, taking that for permission. The puppy took a deep breath of her immature spade, leaned forward, and gave it a tentative [i]slurp[/i].\n\nAmelie gritted her teeth and gave a sharp squeal, but she didn't try to squirm away this time. Kissing with their tongues was great, but [i]this[/i] felt completely different. Better.\n\n\"Do you like that?'' Cash asked.\n\n\"Yes,'' she huffed.\n\n\"Good,'' he said, and he licked her again. Her tight, hooded spade trembled against his powerful tongue, but Amelie spread her legs wider, whimpering. Cash's wet, red organ engulfed her, the tip of his tongue curling up to tease at her untried folds.\n\n\"I don't think...'' she gasped, \"...we're supposed to.''\n\n\"It's fine,'' he said, simply, licking harder.\n\n[i]Yip![/i] She couldn't hold back her squeal when her lover's tongue [i]slid[/i] between her folds, greasing them with his slippery saliva and spreading them wide. She wanted to say something, but her hind legs said it all, spreading wide and dangling in the air. Cash licked his lips before diving in again, this time pressing his muzzle up against her supple opening and [i]plunging[/i] his tongue inside her.\n\n\"Aaah!'' she groaned, making no effort to escape his eager [i]schlurps[/i]. She tossed her head back, moaning as Cash began to probe her insides, rubbing back and forth inside her. She had to relax to let him explore her fully, submitting the eager pup's whims. He shoved his tongue deep, then slowly pulled it back, with a lot of pressure, [i]gulping[/i] up the shuddering spasms of her pussy.\n\nShe shuddered and grunted, starting to buck her hips. She wasn't in heat, yet, but her body had been preparing her for the last several weeks and she was almost there. The way Cash was touching her was unlike anything she'd ever experienced, and any resistance she'd once had had vanished.\n\nThat is, until he pulled free with a loud [i]splop![/i] Licking his lips, he took a single step forward, straddling her abdomen. That's when she noticed that his puppy cock was bright and red, poking out from his sheath. \"Wait!'' she gasped.\n\n\"What for?''\n\n\"We can't mate before marriage!''\n\nCash sighed. \"Oh, please. We're gunna get married soon anyway.''\n\n\"But we're not, yet.''\n\n\"You're not in heat - no one's gonna know,'' he tried.\n\n\"[i]God[/i] will know.''\n\nStill straddling her, Cash leaned forward, his little, red tip brushing up against her quivering spade. He said, \"Look, do you want it?''\n\nShe might have said `no' a second ago, but with his glistening meat tickling her, she had to admit, \"Yes...''\n\n\"Then let's do it. We can always confess on Sunday.''\n\nAmelie knew enough that you shouldn't use God's mercy as an excuse to sin, and she certainly didn't want to tell Father Rover about [i]this[/i], but she loved Cash, and didn't want to disappoint him. \"Okay,'' she whined.\n\n\"Great,'' he said simply, and pushed forward.\n\nAmelie had to cut back and loud squeal as her boyfriend penetrated her for the first time, reflexively reaching up with both front paws to push against his chest. He didn't seem to mind, jabbing forward with quick, sharp humps that spread her like a glove around his throbbing organ. It hurt a little at first as her tender folds stretched wide for the first time, but luckily, she was already well-greased by Cash's tongue.\n\n\"Oh, God!'' she blasphemed, adding another confession to the list. She'd never imagined getting it on her back, but it almost seemed natural for the shorter puppy. And when he leaned down to slather her tiny, nub-like teats, she could appreciate the novelty.\n\n\"Amelie, you feel so good!'' he gasped, slowly working his way deeper, his sheath rolling up as more and more of his dick disappeared into her clenching cunny. He was so young, but it must have come naturally, his instincts telling him what to do.\n\nAmelie spread her hind legs, clenching and relaxing her paws as they wobbled in circles in the air. She was too big to lean up and kiss him, so she just rolled her eyes up in the back of her head and [i]whined[/i], wagging her tail. She'd never imagined that [i]anything[/i] could feel as good as this, the base of his shaft [i]thudding[/i] against something deep inside her that made her squeal. Cash was in the same boat, his tail thumping loudly against the ground as he bucked her.\n\nAnd then, the moment of truth. Together, the two puppies dropped their jaws and [i]came[/i], humping and straining against each other, their loins spasming. Amelie [i]squealed[/i], and Cash [i]howled[/i] as he released inside the older Poodle, his taut, little balls making a good showing for his first time. Amelie flattened her ears, thrusting her hips upward until her back was aching, clenching and squeezing around Cash's [i]spurting[/i] cock.\n\nCash panted, drooling, while Amelie gasped and quivered, moaning as she felt his spent seed pooling inside her. Thank goodness she wasn't in heat! For a puppy, Cash was very prolific - she had to wonder if he was an early bloomer, or maybe older than the pet lady had thought.\n\nGasping, she realized she'd done it. She knew she wasn't supposed to, but it felt so good. She could see why Father Rover always talked about overcoming temptation, because she was [i]still[/i] tempted. Amelie could only pray that the Sandersons got a wedding ceremony together soon.\n\n\"I love you,'' the puppies said at exactly the same time, before giggling.\n\nIn the morning, Cash woke her up kissing the back of her neck. She could feel him wrapping his paws around her hips, but she didn't object. It wasn't much harder to confess [i]twice[/i] than [i]once[/i]. She leaned forward, lifted her rump, and splayed her tail.\n\nSo, when school came around, she had some very [i]juicy[/i] details for Sana.\n\n\"I can't believe you mated!'' the Afghan said, concerned. \"I already told you things were going too fast.''\n\n\"But he proposed,'' Amelie explained. \"I didn't want to spoil the mood. And, wow, did it feel good.''\n\nShe shook her head. \"I don't like it. I thought he was only three months old!''\n\n\"Four, now, but believe me, he's ready. Look, Sana, I know I shouldn't have, and I regret it. Now I'm going to have to tell Father Rover about it, and I know it's a sin. But can you at least be happy for me? I found the love of my life.''\n\nShe let her ears droop (or maybe they were always like that). Still, she said, \"I guess so. But remember, you're almost in heat. You can't do it then...''\n\nAmelie nodded quickly, before being dragged to the next obedience event.\n\nSana watched, looking Cash over one last time before grimacing.\n\nTwo days later, after another two beautiful nights with Cash, Amelie came into heat. The Sandersons noticed immediately and got her a diaper and locked her away in a kennel, and [i]this[/i] time, they didn't take her to mass. She can't say she minded - hopefully the wedding would be soon, and she could at least confess to sleeping with her [i]husband[/i] before marriage.\n\nCash could only speak to her through the kennel doors, but he spent a lot of time there, prompting Mrs. Sanderson to ask, \"Do you think he's ready? He's still too young to breed, most likely, but we could have the wedding ceremony.''\n\nMr. Sanderson nodded. \"I think we can get it all together by Wednesday.''\n\n[i]The day before obedience school[/i]. Amelie was chagrinned that [i]now[/i] she'd have to tell her friend she was [i]married[/i]. Things [i]were[/i] going fast, but the Poodle didn't mind one bit.\n\nCash seemed nervous, or perhaps anxious to have the wedding. He was pacing.\n\n\"What's wrong?'' Amelie asked.\n\n\"I saw some dogs from my past at mass today,'' he admitted.\n\n\"Before you went to the shelter?''\n\n\"Yeah. It wasn't good. I don't want you talking to any German Shepherds, okay? I think they have it out for me.''\n\n\"What did they do?''\n\nCash just sniffled and said, \"I don't want to talk about it.''\n\nOn Tuesday, she saw what he meant. While in the yard, under supervision, she saw a German Shepherd at the fence. He called her over. \"Hey, are you Amelie? I'm Nick from the police.''\n\nShe didn't want to disobey the police, but she was pretty sure he was lying about it just to talk to her. At first, the Poodle thought maybe she could convince him that Cash wasn't around at all, but she decided to listen to him and just stayed away.\n\n\"Amelie?'' he repeated, but when she didn't come over, he flattened his ears and walked away.\n\nThanks to being stuck in the kennel, she didn't get a chance to tell Cash until the next day. One day from the beautiful wedding Mr. Sanderson had been planning in the backyard. The wedding arch was made of intertwined willow branches wreathed in flowers. Amelie couldn't wait!\n\nNeither, it seems, could Cash.\n\nWhen she told him about \"Nick'' from \"the police'', he tucked his tail. \"You were right not to talk to him,'' Cash explained. \"Before I went to the shelter, I used to live in a junkyard, where they made fun of me. I think they're tryin' to track me down again,'' he said, eyes wide.\n\n\"That's horrible!'' Amelie said.\n\n\"They want to hurt me.''\n\nAmelie gasped. \"What do we do?''\n\n\"They know where we live, love, but they haven't seen me here yet. I'm gunna to need to lay low for a few days and hope they think I've moved on or lose interest.''\n\n\"But what about the wedding!?'' Amelie gasped, pawing uselessly at the metal kennel door.\n\nCash just gave a sad smile. \"It'll have to wait until I get back. Don't worry, I know how to survive out there alone. Just keep telling `Nick' that you don't know anything about me.''\n\nShe whined. \"I want to marry you...''\n\n\"We will, I promise,'' the Poodle pup said, wagging his tail.\n\n\"Oh, darn this blasted cage!'' Amelie growled. \"I want to go with you!''\n\nCash blinked. \"You can't. I, uh, mean, if they found out you were missing, they'd know somethin' was up.''\n\n\"Then I want to kiss you goodbye...''\n\nCash paused, glancing Amelie over. \"I could...well, I know how to open the cage, but I'd really better go...''\n\n\"Please!'' she begged.\n\nCash relented, walking up to the door and tucking two claws into the contraption. With a groan, he pushed down, hard, until the latch depressed enough to pop free. Amelie said, \"Where'd you learn to do that?''\n\n\"You pick a few things up, living on the streets.''\n\nAmelie was impressed at how much the younger puppy had learned in just a few months on the streets, but when you had to struggle to survive, she figured you had to learn fast. With the cage open, she crept out on her belly, whimpering as she licked up at his face.\n\n\"Oh, Amelie, I love you,'' he gasped, licking back.\n\n\"I wish you didn't have to go.''\n\n\"I know, baby. Me, too.''\n\nHe pressed down and kissed her, pulling her into his paws. That was when the young pup [i]sniffed[/i] and sighed. \"You smell... You know, I don't have to leave [i]right this second[/i]...''\n\nEven as young as she was, Amelie knew what he meant. \"But I'm in heat!''\n\n\"We're almost married, and besides, you heard them. I'm too young.''\n\nAmelie bit her lip. Sex was one thing, but giving up her first heat before marriage? That was an even bigger sin! But the reasons were good. She [i]wanted[/i] to marry him, and she was [i]so[/i] close. He just had to leave for a few days. Father Rover would understand, and so would God.\n\n\"O-okay...'' she whined.\n\nCash didn't have a moment to lose. He padded around behind the young Poodle, sniffing until his nose met just beneath her tail. She gasped as his cold, wet nose pressed into her hot spade, two sizes bigger now that she was finally in heat. \"Aaah!'' she shivered, when he took his first lick.\n\n\"You're delicious...'' he groaned, licking again, his wide, pink tongue spreading her Poodle pussy apart.\n\nShe could hardly believe what she was doing, right in the middle of the kitchen. The Sandersons were out of the house, but her parents could walk in at any moment. They were probably sleeping in the upstairs bedroom, but she couldn't know for sure. Sure, she'd already lifted her tail for Cash a handful of times, but only in her bedroom, late at night, and [i]never[/i] in heat. Her hypersensitive mound [i]quivered[/i] at his delicate touch.\n\n\"Are you ready?'' he asked, in a rush.\n\nHe must really want to get going! Whining softly, Amelie said, \"Yes,'' and lifted her rump neatly into the air. This was really happening! She was about to be bred by her fiancee, and sure, he probably couldn't knock her up, but she couldn't know for sure.\n\n\"Perfect,'' Cash said, stepping over her. Amelie whimpered as he lined himself up yet again, this time his bony tip brushing against her heat-swollen spade.\n\n\"Oh, Cash!'' she groaned.\n\n\"Amelie, my beautiful pup!'' he whimpered.\n\nWith that, he [i]slammed[/i] forward. She'd been tight, before, but now she was puffed up and sopping wet. He buried himself straight inside her wet tunnel, hilting himself in seconds.\n\n\"Ohhhhh!'' she squealed, never having been taken quite so quickly or forcibly.\n\nHe was deeper than ever before, and she soon realized what she'd been missing. While his tip prodded her innermost wall, she felt him [i]growing [/i]inside her, balls deep. Her tender pussy lips began to stretch out around him, and she realized he was going to tie with her. \"Oh, God, your knot!'' she moaned.\n\nCash humped and pumped his eager little bitch, driving the larger dog down into the tile floor. \"You're so wet!'' he shivered.\n\nAmelie felt his bulge swelling up inside her, rubbing against the very source of her unholy temptation. Her puppy clitoris had never felt quite like [i]this[/i] before, with Cash's first knot [i]throbbing[/i] up against it, and she dropped her jaw, barely managing to stifle a howl. Sex had been amazing before, but now she was [i]drooling[/i].\n\n\"Cash! Cash!'' she wailed, hoping that wouldn't draw her parents downstairs.\n\nHe humped harder, but his knot held tight. Groaning, he gasped, \"I'm almost...''\n\n\"Do it, husband!'' she whined.\n\n\"I'm gunna...''\n\n[i]Splurt![/i]\n\nA familiar, steady flow splashed into the young Poodle, but this time, in heat, fully knotted, her cervix was no match. She could feel him draining straight into her fertile womb, just grateful that his own contributions were likely blanks. She bucked and moaned, and [i]came[/i], gushing around Cash's fat cock, pleasure wafting throughout her nubile young body. By now, she knew intimately how hard it must be for dogs to restrain themselves around each other. She never wanted to be with anyone other than Cash, of course, but while he was gone, she'd be whining and panting for more.\n\nShe'd need him back. Perhaps she could convince this `Nick' sooner rather than later. She knew one thing she might be able to offer the German Shepherd to convince him to leave...\n\n\"Don't stop!'' she gasped needlessly, as Cash stayed buried deep, his balls quivering up against her rump as he sent load after load into his young fiancee.\n\n\"Oh, God...'' Cash groaned, finally turning around to complete the tie, rump to rump. Their puppy tails wagged against each other as his bulge tugged at her. There was tying the knot, and then there was [i]tying the knot[/i].\n\n[i]Smash![/i]\n\nThat was the moment all hell broke loose. The kitchen door [i]slammed [/i]open, a large dog having snapped the latch off. It was a German Shepherd, but not the one who'd called himself Nick. Amelie [i]yelped[/i], in shock at the sudden intrusion into their private affair, and frightened out of her skin that the thugs after Cash had caught up to him. Not only that, he was [i]trapped[/i] inside her!\n\nCash said, \"Oh, [i]fuck![/i] Rinty!'' The little puppy began to tug [i]hard[/i] at the tie, but he wasn't going [i]anywhere[/i].\n\n\"Don't hurt him!'' Amelie squealed.\n\nBehind Rinty was Nick and another dog she'd not met, a Golden Retriever.\n\nRinty growled, dashing in front of Cash to block his exit to the living room, while the other two hooligans blocked the door outside.\n\n`Nick' said, \"Grant, you are [i]under arrest[/i].''\n\nCash whined. \"But I'm Cash...''\n\nNick continued, \"You are under arrest on five counts of posing a foster puppy, and,'' he said, glancing at Amelie, \"[i]four[/i] counts of sex with an underage puppy.''\n\nAmelie had no idea what they were talking about. Cash was still trying to tear himself out of her, making her whine.\n\nCash, or should that be Grant, groaned, \"Finally caught up to me. [i]Fuck[/i].''\n\nAmelie said, \"Cash, what are they saying? Tell them you're not who they think you are.''\n\nHe ignored her. \"Well, I had a good run, and at least I got to go out with a [i]bang[/i].''\n\nAmelie noticed that Sana was crouched behind the Golden Retriever. The Afghan Hound was looking at Amelie with wide, sad eyes, her ears drooping. Was this [i]her[/i] fault?\n\n\"Cash...please...'' Amelie begged, in so much shock that she didn't even have time to feel embarrassed that so many strange dogs and Sana were looking on as she quivered beneath the still-spurting Poodle.\n\n\"No point in keeping up appearances anymore,'' Grant shrugged. \"They're gonna take my nuts anyway. At least I got to squeeze out one last litter into this stupid little bitch.''\n\nNick growled. \"Anything you say can and [i]will[/i] be used against you...''\n\nWhile the males talked, the Golden Retriever walked over to Amelie and explained, \"My name's Natalie. I'm so sorry about what's happened to you. Grant isn't a puppy at all, but he's been on the run for two years. He's a mini-Poodle, posing as a puppy to get into foster homes for a few months before skipping town.''\n\n\"That's...that's...'' Amelie gasped, wanting to deny it, but it was hard when `Cash' wasn't denying it either.\n\nNatalie leaned closer, nuzzling the half-grown Poodle. \"He might have gotten away with it if it hadn't been for your friend, Sana. She thought he was suspicious and tipped off Nick. I just...wish we had arrived sooner...''\n\nAmelie's jaw was dropped, her heart stopped in her chest. Cash wasn't her one, true love. He was never going to marry her. He was just taking advantage of the Sanderson's generosity, and hey, why not take advantage of the naive little Poodle, too? The close, intimate feeling of Grant's twitching tie embedded inside of her vanished, leaving a pit in her stomach that wasn't being filled despite all that the mini-Poodle had deposited. Now, she just wanted him out of her, but try as she might, she couldn't stop herself from reflexively clenching down, rocking her hips gently as even more, sticky bursts of cum violated her like she'd never been before.\n\nHe wasn't a puppy - he was more than four times her age! And that meant...he wasn't too young to knock her up. Even now, she felt her womb [i]sloshing[/i] back and forth with each whining shudder, her defenseless womb at Grant's mercy. How many girls had he done this to? Nick had said four counts, but that was only with underage pups. If the police hadn't arrived, who's to say he wouldn't have cornered Amelie's mom somehow.\n\n\"No...'' she gasped.\n\n\"I'm sorry,'' Natalie crooned.\n\nRinty could barely restrain himself, his teeth snapping mere inches from Grant's face. \"We never should have let you go after your first offense, but you're not getting away this time, scumbag.''\n\nGrant laughed. \"You really bought my sob story about how sorry I was and that I really loved that empty-headed Greyhound. Two years, Rinty, and you weren't even the one who caught me.''\n\nThe large German Shepherd narrowed his eyes. \"You're right, Grant, you [i]are[/i] going to lose your balls. Or worse...''\n\nGrant said, \"Worse? You aren't going to send me to a kill shelter for [i]this[/i]. I never even raped anyone. You should have heard the way she was begging for it.''\n\nAmelie blushed.\n\nRinty said, \"We're looking over your record. I'm going to be pressing Judge for the ultimate penalty. You're done here, Grant.''\n\n\"Come on,'' Grant protested. \"It's not like either of you wouldn't have done it in my place. Cute little pups that don't know any better, lifting their tails? It'd be a crime [i]not[/i] to do it!''\n\n\"Shut up,'' Rinty growled, and for a few moments, the criminal was quiet.\n\nSana crawled over to her friend. \"Amelie, I'm so sorry. I wish I'd acted sooner.''\n\n\"I - it's okay...''\n\nThe Afghan Hound shook her head. \"It's not. He used you, Amelie...''\n\nThe Poodle clenched her eyes shut. \"And if you hadn't done anything, he'd have gotten away with it again. And again - who knows how many puppies he'd have hurt?''\n\n\"I know, but...''\n\nBoth conversations at either end of the tie had petered out, leaving an awkward silence as they all waited for Grant's knot to go down. Finally, after a tortured eternity, the miniature Poodle pulled out. He was dragged out in police custody, while Natalie helped clean Amelie up and then got her parents and explained the situation. Amelie felt terrible, unmarried and pregnant with half-breeds, and there was nothing to be done about it. They put her back in the kennel, and kept the door banged open so the Sanderson's would think \"Cash'' had escaped and run away.\n\nOnce the police and Sana had left, Amelie's mother lay down next to the kennel to reassure her daughter. \"It's not your fault, Amelie.''\n\n\"I feel so stupid.''\n\n\"We all got taken in by him, dear. Ca - Grant has a lot to settle with God.''\n\nAmelie tried to hold back tears. \"God won't...can't forgive [i]him[/i], can He?''\n\n\"God forgives all who seek repentance.''\n\nAmelie didn't want to think about forgiveness at a time like this.\n\nHer mother leaned forward, and said, \"Just like He'll forgive you, once you've confessed your own sins to Father Rover.''\n\n[i]Father Rover.[/i] Amelie felt the pit in her stomach grow as she realized she would have to tell the Irish Setter everything that happened. As if she hadn't blushed enough already!\n\nHow could she bring herself to explain how, in three short weeks, she went from fostering a puppy to having a brand new litter of her own?\n\n",
  "writing_bbcode_parsed": "<span style='word-wrap: break-word;'>Amelie came from a long line of Catholic Poodles, thanks to the Sandersons. The devout humans treated their pets like people, to a point. They cooked elaborate meals in shiny glass finery for the dogs, while they themselves ate microwave dinners. They held intricate wedding ceremonies for each couple they bred (after marriage, of course!).<br /><br />The only real difference between how they treated Poodles and how they treated people was that when the puppies came, they gave all but one away. Amelie was the lucky one, destined to replace her mother. Her mother had replaced <em>her</em> mother, and so on, so Amelie knew exactly what would happen: when she grew old enough, the Sandersons would find an appropriate husband for her, let them meet, get married, and start the cycle all over again.<br /><br />Of course, the old, white couple took their dogs to mass, though they didn&#039;t bring them <em>into</em> the cathedral. They let the dogs play in the church garden with the others. So rather that they get the direct word of God from a human priest, Amelie and her parents learned from Father Rover.<br /><br />Rover was the priest&#039;s dog, so he knew a <em>lot</em> about God&#039;s word. He taught the neighborhood dogs whenever they managed to show up at the church garden. The Sanderson&#039;s Poodles were the only consistent congregants, but Rover would sometimes make house calls for dogs that couldn&#039;t make it very often.<br /><br />Today, at mass, there was a new dog, and a Poodle, nonetheless! He was just a puppy, too, standing a little shorter than Amelie herself. She was almost six months old and pretty much half-grown. She took to him immediately, playing around the park before the service started. They chased each other and bounced and rolled together until Amelie flopped over onto the ground, panting. The new dog stood over her and said, &quot;What&#039;s your name?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;Amelie,&#039;&#039; she smiled. &quot;What about you?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />The puppy smiled back. &quot;I&#039;m Cash.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Amelie was impressed that the energetic puppy sat through the entire mass politely (as did she). But the most amazing thing happened as she was following her parents back to the gate, where the Sandersons were waiting. Another person, a woman in a long, blue dress was talking to them.<br /><br />&quot;I noticed your dog&#039;s getting along really well with Cash,&#039;&#039; the woman said.<br /><br />&quot;Cash?&#039;&#039; said Mr. Sanderson.<br /><br />&quot;That little Poodle right there. Your little one and he really seemed to hit it off.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />The two Sandersons lowered their glasses to see the far off puppy. &quot;Oh?&#039;&#039; said Mrs. Sanderson.<br /><br />&quot;Well, the reason I bring it up, is that I&#039;m with the county humane society, and Cash is in need of a good home...&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;Oh, no,&#039;&#039; said Mr. Sanderson, and Amelie&#039;s ears drooped. &quot;We can&#039;t get a random dog. We always choose based on breeding lines.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />The woman was persistent, however. &quot;Well, our facility is absolutely brimming. Perhaps you could <em>foster</em> Cash, at least for a little while?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Mr. Sanderson glanced over at Mrs. Sanderson. She looked over at the woman and said, &quot;Our little one is almost ready for her first heat. I&#039;m not sure it&#039;s a good fit.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;Oh, I assure you, Cash is just a puppy. The papers said he was three months old. Even if your dog <em>did</em> go into heat, there&#039;d be no risk. Please, we could really use your help. Just a week?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />There was a pause. One look at Amelie wagging her tail and rubbing against Cash was enough to convince Mr. Sanderson. &quot;Alright, then. One week.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Amelie had <em>never</em> been more excited.<br /><br />Life with Cash was ever so much fun. Amelie&#039;s parents were old and tired now, but Cash was a bundle of energy. They&#039;d run and dash and play tug of war, and roll around in the mud together, and whine when they got baths. More wags occurred in just that one week than in the past two months <em>combined</em>. Even better, Cash got to go to school with Amelie. `Trust Dan; Obey&#039; was already the highlight of her day, but watching Cash learn how to sit and stay so quickly and with such precision was a delight for Amelie. The pup even managed to help <em>her</em> learn a thing or two!<br /><br />&quot;You&#039;re so smart,&#039;&#039; Amelie panted, during one of their breaks.<br /><br />&quot;You&#039;re so pretty,&#039;&#039; the puppy replied.<br /><br />Mrs. Sanderson called Cash over, so Amelie got a chance to talk with her previous best friend, an Afghan Hound named Sana. &quot;Isn&#039;t Cash great?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Sana was strangely silent, until she said, &quot;I guess so.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;What&#039;s wrong?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />She shrugged. &quot;I mean...I guess I don&#039;t like the way he looks at me. It&#039;s probably nothing.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;You&#039;re not jealous, are you? You&#039;re still my friend, Sana,&#039;&#039; Amelie explained, wagging her tail.<br /><br />&quot;Maybe,&#039;&#039; she admitted. &quot;You have been spending a lot of time with him.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Amelie nodded. &quot;You&#039;re right. I get to see him all day, but I only get to see you at school. I&#039;ll make sure to include you, too.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Now, the three of them sat in a nice row, learning tricks together, Amelie, Cash, and then Sana. They even mastered a new trick of balancing a treat on their nose and only eating it when their owner gave the &quot;okay&#039;&#039;. Amelie was proud that both she and Cash managed to do it without drooling.<br /><br />Back home, late at night, Amelie was about to head to her soft, twin mattress, when she overheard Mr. and Mrs. Sanderson talking. &quot;Amelie has taken a real liking to Cash.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Mrs. Sanderson replied, &quot;I know, but we don&#039;t have any papers on him. We don&#039;t know if he&#039;s got health issues or a history of aggression, or...&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Mr. Sanderson said, &quot;Pedigree isn&#039;t as important to God as compatibility. I&#039;m starting to wonder if God sent us Cash for a reason. We should at <em>least</em> foster him for another week, if not adopt him outright.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Amelie couldn&#039;t sleep that night; she was so excited.<br /><br />Another week passed, and, a day before their next obedience training, Amelie and Cash were playing in the backyard. She&#039;d just won tug-of-war (as she always had) and they decided to play tag. Cash was still a little shorter than Amelie, but he was <em>fast</em>, so whenever he was &quot;it&#039;&#039; she had to dart around in circles to keep him away. But, as always, he pounced her eventually, and both puppies landed in a heap in the grass, giggling and panting.<br /><br />&quot;Got ya!&#039;&#039; Cash grinned.<br /><br />&quot;Oooh, I <em>almost</em> got away,&#039;&#039; she lied, looking up at him.<br /><br />He was staring down at her now, his eyes sort of glossed over. &quot;Amelie?&#039;&#039; he whispered.<br /><br />&quot;Yes, Cash?&#039;&#039; she said.<br /><br />&quot;Can I kiss you?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Her heart skipped a beat. Kissing was okay in the eyes of God, wasn&#039;t it? And besides, Mr. and Mrs. Sanderson had all but promised her to Cash. Still, she&#039;d never been kissed. &quot;Yes,&#039;&#039; she whispered.<br /><br />Cash leaned down and licked her muzzle, and she opened her mouth, their tongues touching for the first time. Cash broke the kiss first, saying, &quot;That was...nice.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Amelie replied, &quot;It was,&#039;&#039; her tail thumping in the grass.<br /><br />&quot;I think I love you,&#039;&#039; he said.<br /><br />Amelie didn&#039;t know how to respond to that, so she didn&#039;t. Instead, she leaned forward and said, &quot;Let&#039;s chase butterflies!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />At school the next day, Amelie made sure to tell Sana everything about the kiss, and how the Sandersons were thinking about adding Cash to their family permanently, and her tail wagged the entire time she talked. Sana didn&#039;t seem quite as enthusiastic, her long, silken ears drooping (or perhaps how they normally were).<br /><br />The Afghan Hound said, &quot;It just seems so...fast.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />The French Poodle didn&#039;t agree. Another week passed, and three weeks still seemed like forever to the sixth-month-old puppy. She&#039;d spent almost a sixth of her life with Cash, and he&#039;d spent a full fourth of his. There was no one she&#039;d rather spend time with than the foster puppy. But then, he was no longer a foster!<br /><br />&quot;We want to be his forever home,&#039;&#039; Mr. Sanderson explained to the lady from the Church.<br /><br />&quot;Really? That&#039;s excellent. I <em>knew</em> he&#039;d be a good fit. I&#039;ll get all the papers ready immediately.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />That night, two days before their next school day, Amelie told Cash the good news.<br /><br />&quot;You get to stay with us, Cash. Mr. and Mrs. Sanderson just signed the papers to keep you,&#039;&#039; she said, wagging her tail.<br /><br />The smaller puppy perked his ears up, wagging wildly. &quot;That&#039;s great! I didn&#039;t want to have to go back to the shelter...&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;And now you never have to,&#039;&#039; Amelie agreed. &quot;You can stay here with me.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;I&#039;d love that.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;Me too.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />They stared at each other, which normally unsettled Amelie with other dogs, but with Cash, she only felt comfortable. She leaned forward and kissed him again, and he kissed her back. Shivering, she said, &quot;I like that.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />He kissed her again, nosing forward insistently. She had to take a step back, and another step back, until the puppy had rounded on her, and she spilled over onto her back. Even then, Cash just stepped over her, belly-to-belly, to kiss her again, eagerly lapping against her tongue.<br /><br />They looked like a pile of curly, white hair as they embraced each other, and any doubt that they&#039;d end up as husband and wife vanished from Amelie&#039;s mind. They were so perfect together! &quot;I love you, too,&#039;&#039; she sighed, wistfully.<br /><br />Cash grinned, wagging even faster. &quot;Will you marry me?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;...Yes,&#039;&#039; she gasped, though that decision was really up to the Sandersons.<br /><br />&quot;Great!&#039;&#039; Cash stepped off of her and ran in a tight, little circle, wagging his fluffy, white tail. Amelie just watched, tail wagging. Until his spinning brought his snout close to her tail. His spin stopped abruptly, and he instinctively sniffed her butt.<br /><br />They&#039;d done it a thousand times - a quick, polite sniff, but this was something different. Cash left her tailhole and nosed upward, between her legs. She felt his sharp intake of breath against her spade, making her tremble. &quot;What are you doing?&#039;&#039; she whimpered.<br /><br />&quot;You smell good,&#039;&#039; he said, simply.<br /><br />Amelie tried to spin around onto all fours, but he placed a paw on her stomach to keep her on her back, <em>snuffling</em> again. &quot;Hey, don&#039;t do that...&#039;&#039; she gasped.<br /><br />&quot;It&#039;s okay, Amelie, we&#039;re going to be married.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;But we&#039;re not married yet,&#039;&#039; she whined, looking around.<br /><br />Cash giggled. &quot;No one is going to walk in on us. Besides, I just want to <em>kiss</em> you. That&#039;s okay, right?&#039;&#039;<br /><br /><em>Kiss me, down there?</em> Amelie shivered. She wanted that, too, but she had a sneaking suspicion that it wasn&#039;t allowed. &quot;I guess...?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Cash smiled, taking that for permission. The puppy took a deep breath of her immature spade, leaned forward, and gave it a tentative <em>slurp</em>.<br /><br />Amelie gritted her teeth and gave a sharp squeal, but she didn&#039;t try to squirm away this time. Kissing with their tongues was great, but <em>this</em> felt completely different. Better.<br /><br />&quot;Do you like that?&#039;&#039; Cash asked.<br /><br />&quot;Yes,&#039;&#039; she huffed.<br /><br />&quot;Good,&#039;&#039; he said, and he licked her again. Her tight, hooded spade trembled against his powerful tongue, but Amelie spread her legs wider, whimpering. Cash&#039;s wet, red organ engulfed her, the tip of his tongue curling up to tease at her untried folds.<br /><br />&quot;I don&#039;t think...&#039;&#039; she gasped, &quot;...we&#039;re supposed to.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;It&#039;s fine,&#039;&#039; he said, simply, licking harder.<br /><br /><em>Yip!</em> She couldn&#039;t hold back her squeal when her lover&#039;s tongue <em>slid</em> between her folds, greasing them with his slippery saliva and spreading them wide. She wanted to say something, but her hind legs said it all, spreading wide and dangling in the air. Cash licked his lips before diving in again, this time pressing his muzzle up against her supple opening and <em>plunging</em> his tongue inside her.<br /><br />&quot;Aaah!&#039;&#039; she groaned, making no effort to escape his eager <em>schlurps</em>. She tossed her head back, moaning as Cash began to probe her insides, rubbing back and forth inside her. She had to relax to let him explore her fully, submitting the eager pup&#039;s whims. He shoved his tongue deep, then slowly pulled it back, with a lot of pressure, <em>gulping</em> up the shuddering spasms of her pussy.<br /><br />She shuddered and grunted, starting to buck her hips. She wasn&#039;t in heat, yet, but her body had been preparing her for the last several weeks and she was almost there. The way Cash was touching her was unlike anything she&#039;d ever experienced, and any resistance she&#039;d once had had vanished.<br /><br />That is, until he pulled free with a loud <em>splop!</em> Licking his lips, he took a single step forward, straddling her abdomen. That&#039;s when she noticed that his puppy cock was bright and red, poking out from his sheath. &quot;Wait!&#039;&#039; she gasped.<br /><br />&quot;What for?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;We can&#039;t mate before marriage!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Cash sighed. &quot;Oh, please. We&#039;re gunna get married soon anyway.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;But we&#039;re not, yet.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;You&#039;re not in heat - no one&#039;s gonna know,&#039;&#039; he tried.<br /><br />&quot;<em>God</em> will know.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Still straddling her, Cash leaned forward, his little, red tip brushing up against her quivering spade. He said, &quot;Look, do you want it?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />She might have said `no&#039; a second ago, but with his glistening meat tickling her, she had to admit, &quot;Yes...&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;Then let&#039;s do it. We can always confess on Sunday.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Amelie knew enough that you shouldn&#039;t use God&#039;s mercy as an excuse to sin, and she certainly didn&#039;t want to tell Father Rover about <em>this</em>, but she loved Cash, and didn&#039;t want to disappoint him. &quot;Okay,&#039;&#039; she whined.<br /><br />&quot;Great,&#039;&#039; he said simply, and pushed forward.<br /><br />Amelie had to cut back and loud squeal as her boyfriend penetrated her for the first time, reflexively reaching up with both front paws to push against his chest. He didn&#039;t seem to mind, jabbing forward with quick, sharp humps that spread her like a glove around his throbbing organ. It hurt a little at first as her tender folds stretched wide for the first time, but luckily, she was already well-greased by Cash&#039;s tongue.<br /><br />&quot;Oh, God!&#039;&#039; she blasphemed, adding another confession to the list. She&#039;d never imagined getting it on her back, but it almost seemed natural for the shorter puppy. And when he leaned down to slather her tiny, nub-like teats, she could appreciate the novelty.<br /><br />&quot;Amelie, you feel so good!&#039;&#039; he gasped, slowly working his way deeper, his sheath rolling up as more and more of his dick disappeared into her clenching cunny. He was so young, but it must have come naturally, his instincts telling him what to do.<br /><br />Amelie spread her hind legs, clenching and relaxing her paws as they wobbled in circles in the air. She was too big to lean up and kiss him, so she just rolled her eyes up in the back of her head and <em>whined</em>, wagging her tail. She&#039;d never imagined that <em>anything</em> could feel as good as this, the base of his shaft <em>thudding</em> against something deep inside her that made her squeal. Cash was in the same boat, his tail thumping loudly against the ground as he bucked her.<br /><br />And then, the moment of truth. Together, the two puppies dropped their jaws and <em>came</em>, humping and straining against each other, their loins spasming. Amelie <em>squealed</em>, and Cash <em>howled</em> as he released inside the older Poodle, his taut, little balls making a good showing for his first time. Amelie flattened her ears, thrusting her hips upward until her back was aching, clenching and squeezing around Cash&#039;s <em>spurting</em> cock.<br /><br />Cash panted, drooling, while Amelie gasped and quivered, moaning as she felt his spent seed pooling inside her. Thank goodness she wasn&#039;t in heat! For a puppy, Cash was very prolific - she had to wonder if he was an early bloomer, or maybe older than the pet lady had thought.<br /><br />Gasping, she realized she&#039;d done it. She knew she wasn&#039;t supposed to, but it felt so good. She could see why Father Rover always talked about overcoming temptation, because she was <em>still</em> tempted. Amelie could only pray that the Sandersons got a wedding ceremony together soon.<br /><br />&quot;I love you,&#039;&#039; the puppies said at exactly the same time, before giggling.<br /><br />In the morning, Cash woke her up kissing the back of her neck. She could feel him wrapping his paws around her hips, but she didn&#039;t object. It wasn&#039;t much harder to confess <em>twice</em> than <em>once</em>. She leaned forward, lifted her rump, and splayed her tail.<br /><br />So, when school came around, she had some very <em>juicy</em> details for Sana.<br /><br />&quot;I can&#039;t believe you mated!&#039;&#039; the Afghan said, concerned. &quot;I already told you things were going too fast.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;But he proposed,&#039;&#039; Amelie explained. &quot;I didn&#039;t want to spoil the mood. And, wow, did it feel good.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />She shook her head. &quot;I don&#039;t like it. I thought he was only three months old!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;Four, now, but believe me, he&#039;s ready. Look, Sana, I know I shouldn&#039;t have, and I regret it. Now I&#039;m going to have to tell Father Rover about it, and I know it&#039;s a sin. But can you at least be happy for me? I found the love of my life.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />She let her ears droop (or maybe they were always like that). Still, she said, &quot;I guess so. But remember, you&#039;re almost in heat. You can&#039;t do it then...&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Amelie nodded quickly, before being dragged to the next obedience event.<br /><br />Sana watched, looking Cash over one last time before grimacing.<br /><br />Two days later, after another two beautiful nights with Cash, Amelie came into heat. The Sandersons noticed immediately and got her a diaper and locked her away in a kennel, and <em>this</em> time, they didn&#039;t take her to mass. She can&#039;t say she minded - hopefully the wedding would be soon, and she could at least confess to sleeping with her <em>husband</em> before marriage.<br /><br />Cash could only speak to her through the kennel doors, but he spent a lot of time there, prompting Mrs. Sanderson to ask, &quot;Do you think he&#039;s ready? He&#039;s still too young to breed, most likely, but we could have the wedding ceremony.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Mr. Sanderson nodded. &quot;I think we can get it all together by Wednesday.&#039;&#039;<br /><br /><em>The day before obedience school</em>. Amelie was chagrinned that <em>now</em> she&#039;d have to tell her friend she was <em>married</em>. Things <em>were</em> going fast, but the Poodle didn&#039;t mind one bit.<br /><br />Cash seemed nervous, or perhaps anxious to have the wedding. He was pacing.<br /><br />&quot;What&#039;s wrong?&#039;&#039; Amelie asked.<br /><br />&quot;I saw some dogs from my past at mass today,&#039;&#039; he admitted.<br /><br />&quot;Before you went to the shelter?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;Yeah. It wasn&#039;t good. I don&#039;t want you talking to any German Shepherds, okay? I think they have it out for me.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;What did they do?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Cash just sniffled and said, &quot;I don&#039;t want to talk about it.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />On Tuesday, she saw what he meant. While in the yard, under supervision, she saw a German Shepherd at the fence. He called her over. &quot;Hey, are you Amelie? I&#039;m Nick from the police.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />She didn&#039;t want to disobey the police, but she was pretty sure he was lying about it just to talk to her. At first, the Poodle thought maybe she could convince him that Cash wasn&#039;t around at all, but she decided to listen to him and just stayed away.<br /><br />&quot;Amelie?&#039;&#039; he repeated, but when she didn&#039;t come over, he flattened his ears and walked away.<br /><br />Thanks to being stuck in the kennel, she didn&#039;t get a chance to tell Cash until the next day. One day from the beautiful wedding Mr. Sanderson had been planning in the backyard. The wedding arch was made of intertwined willow branches wreathed in flowers. Amelie couldn&#039;t wait!<br /><br />Neither, it seems, could Cash.<br /><br />When she told him about &quot;Nick&#039;&#039; from &quot;the police&#039;&#039;, he tucked his tail. &quot;You were right not to talk to him,&#039;&#039; Cash explained. &quot;Before I went to the shelter, I used to live in a junkyard, where they made fun of me. I think they&#039;re tryin&#039; to track me down again,&#039;&#039; he said, eyes wide.<br /><br />&quot;That&#039;s horrible!&#039;&#039; Amelie said.<br /><br />&quot;They want to hurt me.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Amelie gasped. &quot;What do we do?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;They know where we live, love, but they haven&#039;t seen me here yet. I&#039;m gunna to need to lay low for a few days and hope they think I&#039;ve moved on or lose interest.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;But what about the wedding!?&#039;&#039; Amelie gasped, pawing uselessly at the metal kennel door.<br /><br />Cash just gave a sad smile. &quot;It&#039;ll have to wait until I get back. Don&#039;t worry, I know how to survive out there alone. Just keep telling `Nick&#039; that you don&#039;t know anything about me.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />She whined. &quot;I want to marry you...&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;We will, I promise,&#039;&#039; the Poodle pup said, wagging his tail.<br /><br />&quot;Oh, darn this blasted cage!&#039;&#039; Amelie growled. &quot;I want to go with you!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Cash blinked. &quot;You can&#039;t. I, uh, mean, if they found out you were missing, they&#039;d know somethin&#039; was up.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;Then I want to kiss you goodbye...&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Cash paused, glancing Amelie over. &quot;I could...well, I know how to open the cage, but I&#039;d really better go...&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;Please!&#039;&#039; she begged.<br /><br />Cash relented, walking up to the door and tucking two claws into the contraption. With a groan, he pushed down, hard, until the latch depressed enough to pop free. Amelie said, &quot;Where&#039;d you learn to do that?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;You pick a few things up, living on the streets.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Amelie was impressed at how much the younger puppy had learned in just a few months on the streets, but when you had to struggle to survive, she figured you had to learn fast. With the cage open, she crept out on her belly, whimpering as she licked up at his face.<br /><br />&quot;Oh, Amelie, I love you,&#039;&#039; he gasped, licking back.<br /><br />&quot;I wish you didn&#039;t have to go.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;I know, baby. Me, too.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />He pressed down and kissed her, pulling her into his paws. That was when the young pup <em>sniffed</em> and sighed. &quot;You smell... You know, I don&#039;t have to leave <em>right this second</em>...&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Even as young as she was, Amelie knew what he meant. &quot;But I&#039;m in heat!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;We&#039;re almost married, and besides, you heard them. I&#039;m too young.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Amelie bit her lip. Sex was one thing, but giving up her first heat before marriage? That was an even bigger sin! But the reasons were good. She <em>wanted</em> to marry him, and she was <em>so</em> close. He just had to leave for a few days. Father Rover would understand, and so would God.<br /><br />&quot;O-okay...&#039;&#039; she whined.<br /><br />Cash didn&#039;t have a moment to lose. He padded around behind the young Poodle, sniffing until his nose met just beneath her tail. She gasped as his cold, wet nose pressed into her hot spade, two sizes bigger now that she was finally in heat. &quot;Aaah!&#039;&#039; she shivered, when he took his first lick.<br /><br />&quot;You&#039;re delicious...&#039;&#039; he groaned, licking again, his wide, pink tongue spreading her Poodle pussy apart.<br /><br />She could hardly believe what she was doing, right in the middle of the kitchen. The Sandersons were out of the house, but her parents could walk in at any moment. They were probably sleeping in the upstairs bedroom, but she couldn&#039;t know for sure. Sure, she&#039;d already lifted her tail for Cash a handful of times, but only in her bedroom, late at night, and <em>never</em> in heat. Her hypersensitive mound <em>quivered</em> at his delicate touch.<br /><br />&quot;Are you ready?&#039;&#039; he asked, in a rush.<br /><br />He must really want to get going! Whining softly, Amelie said, &quot;Yes,&#039;&#039; and lifted her rump neatly into the air. This was really happening! She was about to be bred by her fiancee, and sure, he probably couldn&#039;t knock her up, but she couldn&#039;t know for sure.<br /><br />&quot;Perfect,&#039;&#039; Cash said, stepping over her. Amelie whimpered as he lined himself up yet again, this time his bony tip brushing against her heat-swollen spade.<br /><br />&quot;Oh, Cash!&#039;&#039; she groaned.<br /><br />&quot;Amelie, my beautiful pup!&#039;&#039; he whimpered.<br /><br />With that, he <em>slammed</em> forward. She&#039;d been tight, before, but now she was puffed up and sopping wet. He buried himself straight inside her wet tunnel, hilting himself in seconds.<br /><br />&quot;Ohhhhh!&#039;&#039; she squealed, never having been taken quite so quickly or forcibly.<br /><br />He was deeper than ever before, and she soon realized what she&#039;d been missing. While his tip prodded her innermost wall, she felt him <em>growing </em>inside her, balls deep. Her tender pussy lips began to stretch out around him, and she realized he was going to tie with her. &quot;Oh, God, your knot!&#039;&#039; she moaned.<br /><br />Cash humped and pumped his eager little bitch, driving the larger dog down into the tile floor. &quot;You&#039;re so wet!&#039;&#039; he shivered.<br /><br />Amelie felt his bulge swelling up inside her, rubbing against the very source of her unholy temptation. Her puppy clitoris had never felt quite like <em>this</em> before, with Cash&#039;s first knot <em>throbbing</em> up against it, and she dropped her jaw, barely managing to stifle a howl. Sex had been amazing before, but now she was <em>drooling</em>.<br /><br />&quot;Cash! Cash!&#039;&#039; she wailed, hoping that wouldn&#039;t draw her parents downstairs.<br /><br />He humped harder, but his knot held tight. Groaning, he gasped, &quot;I&#039;m almost...&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;Do it, husband!&#039;&#039; she whined.<br /><br />&quot;I&#039;m gunna...&#039;&#039;<br /><br /><em>Splurt!</em><br /><br />A familiar, steady flow splashed into the young Poodle, but this time, in heat, fully knotted, her cervix was no match. She could feel him draining straight into her fertile womb, just grateful that his own contributions were likely blanks. She bucked and moaned, and <em>came</em>, gushing around Cash&#039;s fat cock, pleasure wafting throughout her nubile young body. By now, she knew intimately how hard it must be for dogs to restrain themselves around each other. She never wanted to be with anyone other than Cash, of course, but while he was gone, she&#039;d be whining and panting for more.<br /><br />She&#039;d need him back. Perhaps she could convince this `Nick&#039; sooner rather than later. She knew one thing she might be able to offer the German Shepherd to convince him to leave...<br /><br />&quot;Don&#039;t stop!&#039;&#039; she gasped needlessly, as Cash stayed buried deep, his balls quivering up against her rump as he sent load after load into his young fiancee.<br /><br />&quot;Oh, God...&#039;&#039; Cash groaned, finally turning around to complete the tie, rump to rump. Their puppy tails wagged against each other as his bulge tugged at her. There was tying the knot, and then there was <em>tying the knot</em>.<br /><br /><em>Smash!</em><br /><br />That was the moment all hell broke loose. The kitchen door <em>slammed </em>open, a large dog having snapped the latch off. It was a German Shepherd, but not the one who&#039;d called himself Nick. Amelie <em>yelped</em>, in shock at the sudden intrusion into their private affair, and frightened out of her skin that the thugs after Cash had caught up to him. Not only that, he was <em>trapped</em> inside her!<br /><br />Cash said, &quot;Oh, <em>fuck!</em> Rinty!&#039;&#039; The little puppy began to tug <em>hard</em> at the tie, but he wasn&#039;t going <em>anywhere</em>.<br /><br />&quot;Don&#039;t hurt him!&#039;&#039; Amelie squealed.<br /><br />Behind Rinty was Nick and another dog she&#039;d not met, a Golden Retriever.<br /><br />Rinty growled, dashing in front of Cash to block his exit to the living room, while the other two hooligans blocked the door outside.<br /><br />`Nick&#039; said, &quot;Grant, you are <em>under arrest</em>.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Cash whined. &quot;But I&#039;m Cash...&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Nick continued, &quot;You are under arrest on five counts of posing a foster puppy, and,&#039;&#039; he said, glancing at Amelie, &quot;<em>four</em> counts of sex with an underage puppy.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Amelie had no idea what they were talking about. Cash was still trying to tear himself out of her, making her whine.<br /><br />Cash, or should that be Grant, groaned, &quot;Finally caught up to me. <em>Fuck</em>.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Amelie said, &quot;Cash, what are they saying? Tell them you&#039;re not who they think you are.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />He ignored her. &quot;Well, I had a good run, and at least I got to go out with a <em>bang</em>.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Amelie noticed that Sana was crouched behind the Golden Retriever. The Afghan Hound was looking at Amelie with wide, sad eyes, her ears drooping. Was this <em>her</em> fault?<br /><br />&quot;Cash...please...&#039;&#039; Amelie begged, in so much shock that she didn&#039;t even have time to feel embarrassed that so many strange dogs and Sana were looking on as she quivered beneath the still-spurting Poodle.<br /><br />&quot;No point in keeping up appearances anymore,&#039;&#039; Grant shrugged. &quot;They&#039;re gonna take my nuts anyway. At least I got to squeeze out one last litter into this stupid little bitch.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Nick growled. &quot;Anything you say can and <em>will</em> be used against you...&#039;&#039;<br /><br />While the males talked, the Golden Retriever walked over to Amelie and explained, &quot;My name&#039;s Natalie. I&#039;m so sorry about what&#039;s happened to you. Grant isn&#039;t a puppy at all, but he&#039;s been on the run for two years. He&#039;s a mini-Poodle, posing as a puppy to get into foster homes for a few months before skipping town.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;That&#039;s...that&#039;s...&#039;&#039; Amelie gasped, wanting to deny it, but it was hard when `Cash&#039; wasn&#039;t denying it either.<br /><br />Natalie leaned closer, nuzzling the half-grown Poodle. &quot;He might have gotten away with it if it hadn&#039;t been for your friend, Sana. She thought he was suspicious and tipped off Nick. I just...wish we had arrived sooner...&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Amelie&#039;s jaw was dropped, her heart stopped in her chest. Cash wasn&#039;t her one, true love. He was never going to marry her. He was just taking advantage of the Sanderson&#039;s generosity, and hey, why not take advantage of the naive little Poodle, too? The close, intimate feeling of Grant&#039;s twitching tie embedded inside of her vanished, leaving a pit in her stomach that wasn&#039;t being filled despite all that the mini-Poodle had deposited. Now, she just wanted him out of her, but try as she might, she couldn&#039;t stop herself from reflexively clenching down, rocking her hips gently as even more, sticky bursts of cum violated her like she&#039;d never been before.<br /><br />He wasn&#039;t a puppy - he was more than four times her age! And that meant...he wasn&#039;t too young to knock her up. Even now, she felt her womb <em>sloshing</em> back and forth with each whining shudder, her defenseless womb at Grant&#039;s mercy. How many girls had he done this to? Nick had said four counts, but that was only with underage pups. If the police hadn&#039;t arrived, who&#039;s to say he wouldn&#039;t have cornered Amelie&#039;s mom somehow.<br /><br />&quot;No...&#039;&#039; she gasped.<br /><br />&quot;I&#039;m sorry,&#039;&#039; Natalie crooned.<br /><br />Rinty could barely restrain himself, his teeth snapping mere inches from Grant&#039;s face. &quot;We never should have let you go after your first offense, but you&#039;re not getting away this time, scumbag.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Grant laughed. &quot;You really bought my sob story about how sorry I was and that I really loved that empty-headed Greyhound. Two years, Rinty, and you weren&#039;t even the one who caught me.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />The large German Shepherd narrowed his eyes. &quot;You&#039;re right, Grant, you <em>are</em> going to lose your balls. Or worse...&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Grant said, &quot;Worse? You aren&#039;t going to send me to a kill shelter for <em>this</em>. I never even raped anyone. You should have heard the way she was begging for it.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Amelie blushed.<br /><br />Rinty said, &quot;We&#039;re looking over your record. I&#039;m going to be pressing Judge for the ultimate penalty. You&#039;re done here, Grant.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;Come on,&#039;&#039; Grant protested. &quot;It&#039;s not like either of you wouldn&#039;t have done it in my place. Cute little pups that don&#039;t know any better, lifting their tails? It&#039;d be a crime <em>not</em> to do it!&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;Shut up,&#039;&#039; Rinty growled, and for a few moments, the criminal was quiet.<br /><br />Sana crawled over to her friend. &quot;Amelie, I&#039;m so sorry. I wish I&#039;d acted sooner.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;I - it&#039;s okay...&#039;&#039;<br /><br />The Afghan Hound shook her head. &quot;It&#039;s not. He used you, Amelie...&#039;&#039;<br /><br />The Poodle clenched her eyes shut. &quot;And if you hadn&#039;t done anything, he&#039;d have gotten away with it again. And again - who knows how many puppies he&#039;d have hurt?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;I know, but...&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Both conversations at either end of the tie had petered out, leaving an awkward silence as they all waited for Grant&#039;s knot to go down. Finally, after a tortured eternity, the miniature Poodle pulled out. He was dragged out in police custody, while Natalie helped clean Amelie up and then got her parents and explained the situation. Amelie felt terrible, unmarried and pregnant with half-breeds, and there was nothing to be done about it. They put her back in the kennel, and kept the door banged open so the Sanderson&#039;s would think &quot;Cash&#039;&#039; had escaped and run away.<br /><br />Once the police and Sana had left, Amelie&#039;s mother lay down next to the kennel to reassure her daughter. &quot;It&#039;s not your fault, Amelie.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;I feel so stupid.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;We all got taken in by him, dear. Ca - Grant has a lot to settle with God.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Amelie tried to hold back tears. &quot;God won&#039;t...can&#039;t forgive <em>him</em>, can He?&#039;&#039;<br /><br />&quot;God forgives all who seek repentance.&#039;&#039;<br /><br />Amelie didn&#039;t want to think about forgiveness at a time like this.<br /><br />Her mother leaned forward, and said, &quot;Just like He&#039;ll forgive you, once you&#039;ve confessed your own sins to Father Rover.&#039;&#039;<br /><br /><em>Father Rover.</em> Amelie felt the pit in her stomach grow as she realized she would have to tell the Irish Setter everything that happened. As if she hadn&#039;t blushed enough already!<br /><br />How could she bring herself to explain how, in three short weeks, she went from fostering a puppy to having a brand new litter of her own?<br /><br /></span>",
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