Play with the dogs [Nick’s POV]

Probably should use there dogs names now.

“Chip, Daisy sit, good dogs” I give them both pets.

Oh better get mum back into her paws. I kneel down to put them on then I get ambushed, by two very large dogs. I get pushed over and Dad ends up on top of me breathing down on me, while Mom is off to side licking my face. Then I feel something on my thigh, Oh GOD, its Dad’s penis, will that thing ever go down.

“Nope, everyone off!!”.

“Chip, Daisy sit”, They both sit, thankfully, staring up at me panting.

I’m going to have to distract Chip I think if I’m ever going to get Daisy paws on.

Lets see. Socks! That will do. A bit of classic fetch.

“Chip, go fetch”, I throw the bundled up sock as far as I can down the hall. Chip scurries off

“OK now for you Daisy. Daisy stay” I kneel down and pickup one of the paws. Daisy then lunges at it and bites out of my hand.

“what, no don’t do that, drop it, drop it now”.

She drops it and I pick it up again this time giving some more distance.

“Daisy paw” she puts her hand in mine. I then take it and put her hand in the paw and do it up.

I’m about to get other paw when I feel a breath on the back of my neck. Then aloud *woof*. Oh jeeze that’s loud.

I spin around and there Chip was with the sock at his feet/hands.

“Good Boy”, seems to like that, his backside swaying about.

But I still need to put on this other paw.

“Go fetch” I throw the sock again.

Chip dives off after it.

Daisy also then tries to charge after it but I grab her as she tries to go past.

“No, Daisy Stay”. She stops struggling though does look disappointing.

I grab the other paw and do the same routine.

Chip makes his way back with the sock between his teeth looking happy for himself.

He drops it at my feet.

“Good dog” I give him some head pats which he really seems to lean into.

“Heel”. He quickly swings around sits at my feet. At least they’re well trained dogs.

Lets give Daisy a go at fetch.

“Chip stay. Daisy go fetch.” I throw the sock again.

Daisy charges off down the hall way.

No sign of nervousness, Not a care in the world that she's on all fours, pussy on show, because she’s just a dog and dogs don’t care, they don’t wear clothes. Same with Chip he’s sitting at my feet getting a head scratch with his dick wobbling about with his arse wagging.

Daisy comes back with the sock. I give it another throw and she barrels down the hall way. Chip just content to get head scratches.

When Daisy comes back I think I better check in with their human brains and make sure this still all good.

Daisy drops the sock at my feet again. “good girl”

“’Sleep now’ *snap*”