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			<center><font size="+2">A Session With Dr. Cadpig</font><br>
<i>By Spin</i></center>
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It hadn't been a particularly busy day for the pint sized psychiatrist. She had briefly, thought and hoped that Wizzer would walk in and ask to talk about his problems, like they had discussed earlier that day, but had given up on him appearing when he didn't show up after two. She sighed quietly to herself, resting on her patient couch which she had savaged from Swamp-Rat. Gabe had helped her fix it and it was now a part of her new office. An office. She beamed at hearing those words, even in her head. Having found an old refrigerator box Rodger was planning to throw out, she had saved it, fixed it up, and turned it into her own private business to help the way-ward souls of the farm. To her credit, and extreme joy, she actually had managed to snag a few actual patients. Wizzer, who she had talked into coming regularly, Two-Tone. Gabe every now and then, and even Tripod, when the stress of military life got to him. But today, no one had showed up. It wasn't that she didn't know where they were. She knew very well where each and every puppy who inhabited the farm had relocated too. The every popular hiccup-hole, which had reached it's peak of popularity today as it turned out to be one of the hottest days of the year. Still, Cadpig had once long ago, (Roughly around 10 am) been sure someone would want to show up and chat with her. It was going on 3 o'clock and she was getting bored and somewhat desprite for attention. 
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"ERmhem....so, you say your having a mental break down? What do you think is the cause of this? Too much stress and not enough time to yourself? Oh, you poor thing. Well I think I know of several solutions to your problems." Cadpig giggled quietly, looking at the imaginary puppy sitting on the couch.
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"I am SO bored." Cadpig whined quietly to herself, burying her head in her paws. Ok, so maybe it was time to close shop for the day and hit the refreshing waters of the hole. That even sounded good in her mind. She sighed quietly, leaving her obsession behind to have some interaction, when the small cardboard door to her office opened and a small puppy poked her head in. Well, Small would be the opposite of the truth. The pup was rather big boned. Pleasingly plump, but just enough meat to be considered gorgeous. It was Diva. She had a multitude of spots all over her body, however, she had a little star that shaped a star on her right hindquarter. She insisted it was a birthmark, but rumor had it she made the star herself. She was also, the farm's slut. Next to Jewel of, course but the difference between Diva and Jewel is Jewel used sex to get what she wanted. Diva just seemed to be perpetually in heat. Still business was business.
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"Ahh..Diva? Come in. Sit down. What can I do for you?" The over eager runt asked, bounding over to diva, who was all smiles as she slipped into the oasis of shade that was Cadpig's office. 
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"Hi Cadpig! I was uh, wondering if you could do me a favor? See, I was wondering if you could give me a spanking? You know, like you gave Two-tone? I saw you guys having one of your sessions, and I thought "Man, that really looks like a lot of fun!" So I was wondering if I could try it, ya know? She asked in a cheery, peppy tone. Cadpig stood there, frozen in time as the words "Saw your session" ran through her head over and over again. She had reached a level beyond mortification, and she had no idea what to call it. The "paddle sessions" She had with Two-tone were private, since they all led to some "Relaxation" techniques with the both of them afterwards. Having Diva know about it was like having your mom find your stash of porn in the closet. Homosexual, midget, donkey porn. With poop! Cadpig whimpered quietly, her ears drooping low as she tried to collect herself. 
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"Uh...you...s, saw us?" She asked meekly. Diva gave a smiling, happy nod, and sat down. 
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"Sure did. Oh...uh, but it's totally cool. I didn't tell or anything, or try it on anyone....yet. I just watched. It looked like you two were really having a good time, so now I wanna try! So lay it on me ok? And don't hold back just cause I'm new at this! Well, maybe a little." Diva giggled quietly. Cadpig giggled too, sheepishly and tentatively and took a step back. 
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"Err, w, well, what Two-tone and I do is therapy. I'm just, uh, trying to help her, with uh, some of her problems. It's not...what your thinking." Cadpig say quietly, hoping the other canine would buy it. Diva tilted her head to one side, shrugged, then grinned. 
"Oh, ok then...ummm, can ya spank me anyway?" She asked, her happy beam returning even as Cadpig frowned. 
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"Diva? It's medicine, ok? It's not a game, It's...it's just I was helping her...I'll help you too, if you want? "Cadpig offered with a grimace. Diva blinked, looking confused for a moment, then frowned. 
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"Awww, come on, Cadpig, just a few smacks? I know you wanna." Diva giggled quietly, shifting her seat on the floor behind her. Cadpig rolled her eyes, and shook her head slowly.
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"Not really. Diva, look. I fix additions, ok? I don't feed them. And YOU are horribly addicted to sex." Cadpig scolded. Diva giggled quietly and nodded her head. 
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"Ain't that the truth! Ok, how would you fix my addiction to sex? Hypnosis?" She giggled wiggling her fingers towards Cadpig to show she was joking. Cadpig grinned. 
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"Well Diva...now that ya mention it, I think I will. Have a seat please. "Cadpig grinned, gesturing towards the chair. Diva grinned a little, hopping up so her forepaws rested against it. She purred quietly, giving her chubby butt a wiggle towards Cadpig and moaned. 
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"But I've been so naughty Cadpig...and I think it suuuure looks spankable...don't you think?" She asks, looking over her shoulder at the other dog. But Cadpig wasn't paying any attention. She was busy digging through her desk for something. 
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"Lesse...yeah, that's uh, great, Diva...just a second, ok?" She mumbled quietly, before gasping. There it was. Her crystal! She lifted the small diamond shaped object from the abyss that was her desk drawer, and scamped over to Diva, who had taked to lying on her tummy on the chair. Her tail was up, waiving at Cadpig invitingly, while she reached back and slowly rubbed a paw over the soft, rounded cheeks of her rump. 
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"Sure could go for a paddlin' Cadpig." She churred quietly. Cadpig rolled her eyes again, and sighed. 
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"Diva. On your back. Look at my shiny toy." Cadpig churred quietly, waving the crystal about like a pendulum. Diva sighed at Cadpig's lack of a sense of humor and twisted over onto her back, looking up at the swinging orb. The way the light glittered off of it was, actually quite captivating. Diva's eyes grew wider as did Cadpig's grin. 
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"Diva...shhh, your eyes are getting heavy.."
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"Gotcha." Said Diva softly, closing her eyes."
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"I said heavy Diva! I didn't say they were asleep!" Cadpig yelped. 
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"Sleep. Gotcha." Diva yipped, and quite quickly, the small brown box filled with the sound of snoring. Cadpig growled. 
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"WAKE UP DIVA!" She snapped. Diva's eyes jerked up and she giggled quietly. 
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"Ok Cadpig, Hypnotize me." Diva giggled. Cadpig growled. 
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"Irritating bitch..." Cadpig mumbled quietly, her eyes dark as she began to wave the crystal again. 
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"What was that?"
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"I said your getting sleepy. "
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"Ahh, ok, cool."
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"Diva?"
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"What?"
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"...Are you asleep?"
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"...Yeah."
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"Your hypnotized?"
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"Sure."
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"You don't sound hypnotized."
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"I am."
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"...Go hit your head on my desk over there."
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"Ok." Diva said. To Cadpig's amazement, Diva got up, walked over to the desk, and slammed her head into it. Cadpig winced, and then smiled meekly. 
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"That'll do. Ok, Diva, have a seat. Tell me, when did you first start having these feelings?" Cadpig asked, having a seat next to the puppy with the lump on her head. Diva smiled and wriggled in her seat, grinning a little.
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"When I walked in...Cadpig is so cute pretending to be a therapist. And I always wanted to have sex with a doctor. " Diva moaned quietly. Cadpig growled. 
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"Cadpig is a REAL doctor."
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"Heh, sure she is."
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"No, really. "
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"Gotcha."
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"...Getting back to your problems. Why do you want to have sex so often Diva?"
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"I like cumming."
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" When was your first experience with sex?"
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"Today? Oh, in the pond. I had Lucky finger me. "
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"No, not today! I mean in life!"
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"Um, I don't know. Oh! Oh! Once, Lucky and Tripod, and Mooch all gang banged me. Mooch did me in the mouth while Lucky and Tripod mounted me in the back. Tripod was busy in my rear, but he was really pounding me! He started slow, the way I like it, but slowly moved up in speed. Faster Tripod..oh..Lucky. He took my cunny. He's such a sweetly. He was going so slow it was like heaven! Oooo, but I can't talk because Mooch..Mooch is..." Diva went quiet, her eyes wide even though she was still hypnotized, and began to squrim on her chair, giggling to herself every few second. Cadpig's eyes went wide as she watched her latest patient. 
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"Diva! Diva, snap out of it!" Cadpig yipped, but it wasn't any good. Diva was wriggling on her chair an bucking her hips as she relived the experience:
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Lucky moaned quietly, as his shaft was stuffed into the hot, dripping folds of Diva's cunny. She wasn't the tightest pooch around, but damn she felt like velvet on his cock. He arched his back, sinking the hot tower of pink flesh deep inside of her, feeling her juices run down his length to dampen his pubic fur. Lost in his own oncoming orgasm, Lucky didn't even notice Tripod about to have his. The one legged pup held onto Diva as best he could while the 5 inches of dog cock slammed in and out of her butt at an amazing speed. He growled quietly, leaning over to grip the back of her neck in dominance. His cock had been slicked by his pre long again, and now the hot ass in his paws was about to be flooded with cum. He made good on his promise with his next thrust, losing his stamina entirely as he came. He could feel Diva tighten around him, and nearly collapsed with the sensation she was providing. In the front, Diva's eyes were shut tight while her jaws and tongue busily worked around the 6 inches of cock Mooch had happily produced for her. 
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"That's right baby, suck it good. "Mooch moaned quietly, his hips pressing forward involuntarily as Diva's tongue thrashed against the tip of his penis. The cumslit bubbled with pre that oozed into her muzzle. When Diva suddenly squealed, feeling Tripod's cock bust inside of her, Mooch lost his load as well. He came, sending shot after shot of his essence into her muzzle. Diva was sure Lucky had cum in there too somewhere, but she was so out of it she hardly noticed. 
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"You guys...." She moaned happily, slipping her lips off of Mooch's cock. 
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"Lets do her again!" He shouted, much to Diva's glee.
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"Oh, DIVA!" Lucky moaned. 
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"DIVA!"
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"Mmm, Lucky?"
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"No, you idiot, it's me!" Cadpig snapped angierly. Diva, who had been having a flashback, slowly sat up, blinking in confusion.
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"Cadpig? Wha...did you...what just happened?....Why does my head hurt?" She asked in a sleepy voice. 
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"You came on my couch! THREE TIMES!!" Cadpig hissed, fury riding along the edge of her voice, her eyes narrowed to anger, violent slits. Diva giggled and rocketed a fist into the air. 
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"Three times?! Kick ass! How long was I out?" She giggled. Cadpig didn't return the glee. Instead, the pint-sized puppy marched towards the doors and pointed. 
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"Out. Get out." She growled. Diva frowned, and hopped down from the chairs, churring quietly as after-glow slowly made it's presence known.
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"Cadpig, baby, you've really got to lighten up." Diva said with a shrug of her shoulders as she walked towards the door, her hips swinging slowly from side to side. 
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“Learn to relax a little. Your taking your little shrink game too seriously.” She advised. Cadpig, who was on the borderline between absolute rage and madness, lost her head. 
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“Cadpig?” Diva asked, looking down at the small puppy squirming under her weight. The tussle of fur and spots had been brief. Cadpig had leapt, Diva had sidestepped, and pinned her in one move. Now the bulk of the plump pooch was stationed over Cadpig’s tiny frame, leaving her unable to move even if she wanted to.
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“Git…your fat…butt…off…me!” Cadpig whined, wriggling and squirming underneath the other canine. Diva giggled quietly, wiggling her rump against Cadpig and grinned.
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“Oooo, Wiggle some more, will ya? Hee hee. Cadpig, you totally need to relax and have some fun. Your too uptight.” Diva said with a nod to her own words. Cadpig growled. 
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“I am NOT uptight! I have a large dog crushing my spine right now! I have lots of fun! When I’m not slowly being suffocated!” Cadpig retorted. Diva gave a quiet tsk and shook her head. 
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“I don’t think your telling the truth. Do you know what happens to naughty little pups who don’t tell the truth?” Diva asked ominously. Cadpig stopped struggling for a second to try and see around Diva’s hip. She didn’t have to wait long to find out the answer. In the pooch’s paw was a ping pong paddle with a red felt on either side, worn and used by the repeated blows to another pup’s certain hinny. She gulped, feeling a cool shiver run down her spin, and Diva grinned. 
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“They get paddled.”
  

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The End
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<i>Spin - The pup who spins the best tales ^ ^</i>






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