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My Dog Loves Me

It happened four months ago when I found out my dog, Jack, was in love with me. His black shaggy hair, long snout, wet nose, blue eyes and all. I miss them very much. He was a black Chow Chow. Very quiet, protective, fun, and best of all, he loved me just as I loved him.
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four months ago...

"Get off of me, Jack." I laughed as I felt his warm tongue lick my cheek. Then I pushed him away as his hands started groping me in certain areas. "I said get off!"

Jack jumped back, slightly taken aback at my anger. I didn't mean to get angry, but when he starts groping me like that, I start to lose control and it scares me. A couple of weeks ago, my dog, Jack, somehow had turned into human when I was gone to work. I don't know how it happened, but he told me a cat did it. Funny isn't it? But I couldn't help it but feel sorry for the guy and somehow, my feelings for Jack went for him. I love Jack. His beautiful blue eyes and barks always greeting me when I come home and that soft, long black fur of his. This guy somewhat resembled Jack in so many ways. Long black hair, blue eyes, and that quietness in him. Jack was never a dog to growl unless I was perhaps threatened.

I could see the hurt in his eyes as he got up to his feet and walked away. Guilt filled me all over. Losing control was one thing, but losing Jack was another and I never wanted to lose Jack, especially his love. He's always there when I needed him and when I'm heartbroken, he's always there to listen. And now, I've pushed him away. I know it's silly, but I think I'm falling head over heels for my dog.

"Jack, wait!" Jack didn't wait. He was always so quiet, willing to keep it in himself rather than letting it out. "Jack, stay!"

Jack stiffened at my command. He never disobeys. He stood there, head hanging low. I walked over to him, my lips tightly pursed together. I stood before him, looking up at him. Out of all dogs, why does mine have to be so tall? Jack refused to look straight at me, making me pout.

"I'm sorry, Jack."

He frowned. Out of the four months since he's been human, he's learned how to ignore, become stubborn, and persistent, which is starting to irritate me.

"Look at me, Jack."

Still isn't looking at me, which was enraging me. Taking his face in my hands, he closes his eyes. Damn it!

"Jack, if you don't open your eyes, I'm not letting you kiss me!" I did mention that we've kissed right? Actually, we've done more than just kissing. We've masturbated but never done it up in the you-know-what. Well, he's done it to me mostly. I've never done any of it since I'm always forced into it. I don't care if you think it's gross, but I love Jack, so your opinion don't count.

He opened his eyes frantically with me smirking in his face. Then with only a few centimeters away, I closed up the gap and pressed my lips against his. I felt him tense, which didn't surprise me, and slowly wrapped his arms around me. I felt him hesitating since I pushed him away earlier. I pulled away with a smile, but was pulled back to him as he crushed me to his body. Why does he have to be so strong!?

"Ethan..." he said huskily, making me shudder. Oh shit. I was losing control again. I struggled and struggled, but it was no use as he had me in one of his death grips, though not so tightly. Then he began to walk towards what I think would be my bedroom and plopped me down on my bed.

"Ethan..." he repeated. I blushed as his blue eyes glowed in my dark room. His handsome features somehow glowing and his body heat radiated so strong, it turned me on before he could even touch me. Seeing my pants having a tent, I blushed and grabbed for my blankets to cover but Jack caught my wrist and pinned both hands above my head.