[section=Story by Harper Shep]As you lay in the soft grass on a warm summer day, you stretch out on your blanket and enjoy the breeze and the sound of the trees whispering in the wind. Being a dog yourself, your tail wags softly, thumping on the blanket, as you bask in the sunshine and warm your fur. You doze off until you're suddenly woken up by a wet cold poke on your cheek.
You open your eyes to see yourself staring into the chestnut brown eyes of a German shepherd. Friendly, yet piercing eyes stare right through you, but a happy panting tongue confirm this shep is friendly. Confused by this sudden visitor, you look around, but no one else is in sight or smell. The shep gives your face a quick lick from his long pink tongue, before starting to drool a little bit. You nose up to his nose and sniff him thoroughly. Definitely a healthy intact German shepherd. This large shepherd looks even bigger standing above you, with his bicolor markings, shimmering in the afternoon sun.
After giving the customary sniffs, the Germans shepherd noses down your chest, down to your own set of balls and sheath. Giving the tip of your sheath a quick sloppy lick, his noses glides down to your tailhole. Being a dog, this isn't unusual, but still never ready for a cold nose inserted onto the ridged rim of your pink tailhole. The shep breathes deeply, inhaling the musk from your tailhole, as his tail begins to wag faster.
You can smell his arousal, and confused by this sudden change, you look at his equipment. The bicolor walks around you, stopping right above you. You can smell the sweaty male stud, taking in the musk clinging to his sheath of old precum and a recent territory marking. His black sheath hangs down, bouncing slightly as he pants harder. The shep's pair of big black balls look like pillows for your nose to rest, but you soon realize he has other intentions.
The stud shep takes a couple steps forward next to you, and lifts his hind leg. Exposing his intact self for all the world to see, not to mention flagging his tail to show off his winking tailhole, you can now smell his arousal like never before. The musk from his tailhole wafting to your nose confirms this dog wants to breed...and he appears to be considering you as his next breeding bitch.
A pink tip pokes out of his sheath, with a drop of precum glistening in the sunlight. The precum smells strongly of salty arousal before dripping onto your chest and sticking to your fur. The shep licks the side of his muzzle, drool dripping off his chin...he has great intentions, and he's planning something. He eyes you as someone to relieve his horniness, in some way as long as he cums in a hole.
A quick sigh from the shep brings your attention back to his sheath, as his tip bobs a little and a dribble of golden liquid starts flowing. Realizing that this stud shep has decided to mark you as his territory, it's too late for much else. The stream of shep piss grows stronger as he relieves his bladder on your chest. Rivulets of warm dog pee run down through your fur and across your sheath and balls.
The air is filled with intact dog smells, the smell of precum and the odor of salty, bitter piss as he marks you as his own property. The shep huffs as he empties his bladder, twitching his sheath to empty the few last drops and causing the yellow stream to arc and splash over your balls. He may be finished claiming you as his latest territory, but he still intends to breed you.
He puts his leg down and reaches around with his head and licks his sheath thoroughly. Licking his tip clean of the residual urine, he coaxes his rocket out. He lifts his leg again to show you what you're about to witness...a massive throbbing dog bone. The pointy tip to force entry into a tailhole drips continuously with precum, bobbing up and down and dripping his seed across your chest.
He shuffles a little, causing his sheath to slide all the way back over his knot. A knot of very large proportions...one that would hold you to him after a rough humping to spray his seed inside your tailhole. The shep gives another seductive lick across his muzzle, as his cock bobs in the summer breeze. Doesn't look like you'll be leaving anytime soon, at least not until he breeds you ;)[/section]