Max stopped pumping and went to rest on the couch. "Martha! why didn't you help me!?" Martha looked down at Jen, "Jen your a dog you need a mate, so you can breed and have good puppies, for your family to sell." Jen couldn't beieve her ears, "But Martha as you can see I am no dog!" Jen sat in a dog-like manner on her haunches. "Jen, you have a dog's tail, you walk on four legs, and you just mated with a dog, YOU ARE A DOG!" Now, I think you need some fresh air, lets go for a walk, you two!" Jen's tail wagged with excitement. Jen bared her teeth at the maid, "NO I DON'T NEED A WALK I'M NO DOG!" Martha tried to buckle a collar on Jen's neck, but Jen had enough, she bit Martha on her wrist. "Ow, Jen bad, bad girl!" Jen got back up on her hands and knees and her tail pointed straight up.