Alexis shook her head. She knew you had been her boyfriend Tommy, but now you were her rubber bitch dog Tammy, and she was okay with that. She'd just have to find a new boyfriend, maybe one with a big rubber stud dog so she could breed you. All her friends were going on about how they really wanted rubber puppies of their own.
Cecily even said she heard of someone selling rubber pups for 10,000 pounds each. Alexis wasn't the brightest tool in the shed, but she was pretty. She had asked Cecily, "10,000 pounds of what?"
Cecily answered, "Ally, pounds are what the British call dollars, but they're worth about twice as much as dollars, so someone paid almost 20,000 dollars for a rubber puppy!"
"Oh, I could use some extra money, Tammy may be a dog, but she eats like a pig."
They had laughed. That afternoon after lunch, Alexis got all dolled up and headed to the dog beach to troll for studs. Both types of studs, human males with rubber dog males.
The first hot stud pair she spotted was a 6'2" dark haired guy walking a big black dog. As she got closer, he looked hot, and was a bit older, but the dog wasn't rubber. So she smiled sweetly and said hi, and kept walking.
Todd was out cruising with his boss's black mastiff. He saw this hot blonde bimbo with a sweet rubber bitch. He was looking for tail, the blonde was a bonus. He was a professional dog thief, and rubber dogs were worth their weight in gold.
Derek looked at it orange, red and cyan rubber dog Bruce, and sighed. The beast was scratching at the door. He pulled on a shirt and some flipflops, grabbed the leash and let Brucey lead him across the street to the dog beach. He loved living at the beach. He had just crossed the street, when Bruce bolted. Derek ran after him as fast as he could.
Derek caught up with Bruce and manage to grab the leash as it tangled up with Alexis' leash to Tammy.
"Hey, sorry, Bruce is a bit eager this morning."
"You Bruce or is the dog?" Alexis asked eyeing the buff beach blond young man in Spandex green jammers and the loose white t-shirt.
"I'm Derek, the dog's Bruce and you are?"
"Alexis and she's Tammy," she said pointing.
"Here let me disentangle our leashes," Derek said squatting.
They were both so enamored that no one noticed Todd closing behind them.
"Twofer," Todd muttered to himself as he took out the sprayer filled with dog-bitch in heat scent. He was upwind, so he needed to get close. The young couple was chatting as he reached between the narrow gap between them and sprayed.
Moments later, Bruce was mounting Tammy. Derek and Alexis were blushing and freaking.
"Down boy!" "No!"
The pheromone drifted back toward Todd and his beast Bruno. Now Bruno was mounting Bruce. Todd was busy adjusting a couple of hi-tech electronic control collars. When he was ready, he joined the fray.
"Come back here, Bruno!" he said charging in.
Derek sighed, "They'r knotted."
He and Alexis were squatting next to the three knotted dogs.
"Sorry," said Todd, as he stooped to put collars around Derek's and Alexis' necks.