Little Lost Puppy

The night was illuminated only by streetlights as Alex made his way home from the bar, alone. He was tipsy, but not drunk, and disappointed, but not surprised, that he was alone yet again at the end of a Friday night.

Alex absentmindedly felt for his wallet in his pants pocket, a nervous ritual he indulged in dozens of times a day. This time, however, he felt nothing.

Alex quickly checked his other pockets. Nothing. It was gone. He lost his wallet.

"Shit," he swore. "Shit shit shit. This is all I need right now. Shit."

He turned around, ready to start trying to retrace his steps as quickly as possible. He was almost positive someone will have found and stolen it by now.

Alex was so distracted by his lost wallet that he almost plowed straight into a young woman.

She was absolutely stunning, with long golden-blonde hair framing her cute face with big blue puppydog eyes. The girl looked about the same age as Alex, probably a year or two younger.

The girl held Alex's wallet out for him with both hands.

"Oh my god," said Alex, overjoyed, as he took the wallet. "Good girl!"

He realized how awkward that sounded.

"I mean thank you, sorry, thank you. I was so worked up when I thought I lost my wallet I don't know what I'm saying."

The girl just stood there, smiling.

"My name's Alex, pleased to meet you."

The girl's expression didn't change.

"What did you say your name was?" Alex asked.

The girl gave no reply. Alex figured she must not want some strange man knowing her name. Fair enough, she had done him enough favors today.

"Well thanks again," he said. "This was huge for me. I can't replace some of the stuff in here."

Alex turned and continued on his way home.

Internally he was beating himself up for not being smoother with the girl back there. He probably had a shot with her until he blew it with that 'good girl' nonsense. Who did he think he was, her grandfather? Stupid.

He stewed in his own failure for a little more than a city block when he got the strange instinctual sensation that he was being followed.

Alex looked behind him. Sure enough there was the girl from before about twenty paces behind him. She stopped when he stopped.

"Is there something I can do for you?" Alex asked.

The girl just smiled.

Alex realized that maybe she wanted a reward for returning his wallet.

"How rude of me," he said. "I should have offered you something before for finding my wallet. Does $20 sound fair?"

She gave him no reply.

"I don't want to insult you, what about $40?"

The girl cocked her head to one side.

"Look I'm not rich," said Alex. "I think $40 is fair."

The girl blinked but did not otherwise move.

"Last call for $40..." said Alex.

Nothing.

"Have it your way," he said, and turned around to continue home.

He did so, and the girl continued to follow him.

Alex turned around again.

"Are you following me, or are we just coincidentally walking in the same direction?" he asked.

The girl licked her lips.

"You know what?" said Alex. "It's late. I tried to thank you for returning my wallet. You do whatever it is you think you need to do."

The girl did and, apparently, this consisted of continuing to follow Alex.

Alex wondered if maybe he actually still had a chance with this girl. Then her chastised himself for being delusional. She was just upset with him about the wallet for some reason.

Alex made it all the way home with the girl still following him. He approached the front door to his house with her right behind him.

"Well I'm going inside now," Alex told the girl.

He kind of expected her to leave but she just kept watching him.

Alex turned around and stuck the key in the lock on only the third try. Swish. See, he wasn't drunk. He unlocked the front door and opened it.

Something collided with his shoulder. It was the girl, pushing past him, rushing into his house like she owned the place.

"Hey!" shouted Alex.

He followed her inside and found her perched on his couch on all fours, her ever-present manic grin still plastered all over her face.

"What do you think you're doing?" asked Alex.

The girl barked at him. It was still obviously a human making the noise but she did a very good job making it sound authentic. It wasn't a symbolic "woof" it was a realish bark.

There was a beat of silence.

"What?" Alex demanded.

The girl barked again and bounced a little where she stood on the couch.

"WHAT?!" Alex demanded.

She pushed her upper body down and her butt up into the air and wiggled it, like a puppy signaling playfulness.

Alex was at a complete loss for what to do. He didn't want to call the police on this girl; hell, he didn't even really want her to leave. He just wanted to have some semblance of an idea of what was going on.

"I have no idea what your deal is," said Alex. "If you need a place to stay you can sleep here tonight I guess. I don't have a guest room or anything but you can take the couch."

The girl barked again and continued to wiggle her butt.

She was definitely drunk or high or drunk and high. Alex didn't quite know what was going on but he knew she was in no position to consent to sex. So there went that plan right out the window. That was just his luck too; he finally gets a pretty girl over to his place and she's out of her mind.

She could stay here tonight, sleep off whatever it was this was, and he would figure out what was even going on in the morning.

Alex went upstairs to get the girl a pillow and a blanket. He gave them to her and she barked her thanks. Then he left her to whatever it was she thought she was doing and went to bed.

* * *

Alex woke the next morning to the pleasant warmth of another body. Alex lay in that warmth for several glorious minutes before his mind recalled the events of last night.

He suddenly realized who the warm body had to be.

At some point in the night the girl had gotten up, stripped naked, and slipped into Alex's bed. She was still there sleeping right next to him.

Alex hoped she wasn't going to be shocked and horrified when she woke up. She had been completely out of her mind last night. He doubted she would remember much.

The girl stirred a little, then suddenly popped up onto all fours. She barked happily and jumped up on Alex so she could lick his face. He laughed and instinctively pushed her away like he would a dog.

"Still doing the dog thing then are we?" he asked her, not really expecting a reply.

She barked. That gave Alex an idea.

"I want you to bark once for yes and twice for no. Bark three times if you understand."

"Bark bark bark."

Okay. Okay. Now he was getting somewhere.

"Are you doing okay?" he asked.

"Bark."

"You're not in any distress?"

"Bark bark."

"Do you know where you are?"

"Bark."

"And this is where you want to be?"

"Bark."

"You don't have somewhere else you need to be?"

"Bark."

Interesting. Alex decided he could play this silly game. After all the girl was incredibly hot and she seemed to have some kind of thing for him. If not he was badly misreading this whole situation.

"You're over 18, right?"

The girl barked, and then gave Alex a look that said 'really?'.

"Just checking," said Alex, putting his hands up.

"Can you talk? Like, are you just choosing to do this or are you stuck barking somehow?"

The girl cocked her head to one side and gave him a confused look.

Alex sighed.

"How would you like to spend the day with me then?"

"Bark!" came the reply, and then the girl started bouncing around excitedly, wagging her butt in the air as she did so.

That settled it then. She was staying.

"So where are your clothes?" asked Alex.

The girl just looked at him.

"I know you had clothes when you came here last night."

"Bark."

"Well where are they?" asked Alex.

The girl turned her head to one side.

"She must have left them in the living room," Alex out loud to himself.

Alex got out of bed and went into the living room . The girl followed behind him, naked and on all fours.

He couldn't see her clothes anywhere. They weren't in the bathroom either, or in the kitchen.

"I can't find your clothes anywhere," said Alex.

"Bark!"

He looked down at the girl's fully exposed naked body, her ripe ass sticking out proudly. Maybe finding her clothes didn't need to be absolute top priority.

"I suppose I should make us breakfast," said Alex.

The girl barked in agreement, and followed him into the kitchen on her hands and knees. She hadn't stood on two legs since she woke up.

*Can this possibly be real?* Alex thought to himself, as he started getting out the ingredients to make scrambled eggs.

The whole situation seemed far too good to be true. Or maybe the word he was looking for was 'weird'. It was too weird to be true.

Alex still didn't quite have a handle on what this girl's deal was just yet but he was pretty sure he wanted to be a part of it.

Alex made eggs for the two of them, added a little salt and pepper, and scooped them out onto two plates. He placed the plates on the table in his combined kitchen/dining area.

"Breakfast," said Alex, as he sat down at the table.

The puppygirl came running over. She looked up at him, then over to her plate on the other side of the table, then back to him, then back to the plate.

"What?" asked Alex.

"Bark!"

"You have to be kidding me."

"Bark bark."

Alex got up, picked up the girl's plate, and placed it on the ground. She quickly stuck her face into it and began eating like a dog. Alex watched her do so in disbelief for a few moments before returning to his own food.

They both finished their meals, and Alex brought over some paper towels so he could wipe down the puppygirl's face.

"what am I going to do with you?" he asked.

The girl barked, and turned around so she could wiggle her butt at him. He could clearly see that her pussy had begun to glisten with anticipation.

"You sure this is what you want?" he asked.

She barked impatiently, then pushed her torso down further and her butt up higher, still wagging it merrily. The invitation was unmistakable.

Alex hastily undid his pants, his erection springing from his underwear the second he pulled them free. The closer he got to the deed the harder it seemed to become. Alex was so turned on it felt like his cock had turned crystalline.

The puppygirl whimpered a little and continued to thrust her ass upwards. She wanted it.

Alex grabbed the sides of the girl's hips and slowly pushed himself all the way inside her. She was so warm.

The puppygirl sighed contentedly.

Slowly at first but quickly building up speed Alex began to thrust in and out of her twitching pussy. She rode his cock as he did so, grinding her ass in perfect timing with his thrusts to maximize the friction.

When he finally came it was like a dam breaking, like the tension of years being washed away. They both shook with the power of their shared orgasm.

"Oh my god," said Alex.

He had never experienced anything like that. They were both panting.

That's when the doorbell rang.