Perfect bliss, no magic required

Corvid’s parents weren’t happy with her dropping out. They were less happy to discover she was pregnant. They looked ready to strangle Master when she let them see that I was what became of her. I assume they also found out about us getting married… or rather that Master had adopted me as her puppy. A lot of this is guesswork on my part, something I am getting better at avoiding. There was a lot of yelling. I’m guessing it would have been worse if I wasn’t in one of my more presentable puppy suits. I whimpered sadly but knew I could only trust Master to know how to fix this. After things calmed down Corvid’s father still looked ready to kill, but sat down quietly.

It was Corvid’s mother who first approached me and tried to talk. I cocked my head, as I didn’t understand anything she said. Master tells her something, but I only catch my name. The nice but sad lady exhales softly and looks back to me. “Princess… hdhh uvyyd nnrb chy kehhtys happy?” I bark and smile at hearing my name, and let my tongue hang out as I pant. She gently reaches out and touches my hair. I lean in hoping for head pats. And she scratches my ear! It feels so good. The man storms out. The nice lady looks after him, then turns to me. “Princess, yfw jenbd ifufu love you.” And with one more soft head pat she left.

It wouldn’t be until months later that Master and Corvid’s father would shake hands respectfully, me happily at Master’s feet with my belly finally showing, and an older puppy (puppies are puppies no matter their age) happily having her leash held by the man and looking up at him adoringly. I guess it was easier for them to understand than they first thought.

Right now though Master is throwing a party. All of her new friends she met from the neighbors have come over, and everyone is petting me. I’m the center of attention. All eyes are on me. And I love it. Master has such nice friends. There are even some other puppies in the crowd.

Master calls the crowd to attention, and then begins to show them the tricks she’s been training me in. I happily perform, spinning in circles and licking Master any where she desires. And of course those devices the strange lady brought are everywhere. I don’t know how Master pays for us. She doesn’t seem to go to college anymore. Maybe she found a new job? Ah well, those are people thoughts. The crowd claps as I successfully deep throat Master.

At the end of the party I am strapped to the fuck machine again. Master has modified it to fit me perfectly, and be extra comfy for extended use. Before each guest leaves they stand in front of me and smile fondly at me as the machine puts my puppy mind at ease. Mistress doesn’t let anyone touch me, but she does happily watch on as most stroke themselves to completion and cover my face and breasts. By the time everyone leaves I need a bath. But Master just enjoys watching me pant for some time after, still being fucked by the machine and now covered in more cum than ever.

The next day Master shows me lots of pictures of dogs and their families. Each one Master wants me to look carefully at. Each one has only one parent, multiple children, and the dog happily sitting at their feet. I look at the pictures and I know my life is going to be just perfect.