Stephanie looked at the loving, devoted eyes of her new boyfriend and, in spite of herself, smiled. Was this really so horrible? She was the primary breadwinner, and she had just received a big promotion and raise. A quick mental calculation revealed that the household could get along without the revenue from Bill's job, particularly since they would no longer be buying clothes, restaurant meals or video games for him. She reached down and idly scratched behind his ears. He seemed to remember how to use the toilet, which was clearly important. She thought about getting him a collar and leash and taking him for long walks on her father's place in the country. Wasn't everyone always saying that men were dogs? Wasn't a loving, obedient boyfriend the ideal?
Of course, there was one other thing her new boyfriend would have to be able to do. Steph took off her clothes, and, trembling, got down on her hands and knees on the floor. She couldn't remember feeling this excited before. Bill came up to sniff her naked butt.
"Fuck me, fuck your bitch!" commanded Steph, and Bill was eager to comply. He fucked his mistress with an animal abandon no man in Steph's limited experience came close to matching. The orgasm he brought forth in her made those she had felt with her fully human lovers pale in comparison.
"Good boy, good boy." murmured Steph, a half an hour later. She got up to get him a dog treat.