(All characters in this fiction are 18+ years of age and puppygirl is human)
"Alright, are you ready? We've got a couple of errands to run today. We've gotta get our grocery shopping done, head to the post office, and take you to the doctor for your checkup."
Puppygirl let out a sad whimper. The doctor...
"I know, I know. You hate the doctor. But if you're a very good girl, maybe you'll get a treat." Her ears immediately perked at this.
"Let's grab your leash and we'll head out!"
"Bork, bork, awwwwrrruff!" she couldn't help but exclaim.
Their first errand led them to the post office. Master had an important package that needed mailing, and he said sometimes it's just easier to do things in person.
And of course, there's a line when they get there.
Standing in lines was extremely boring. Where's the fun in standing in line? I've got butts to sniff, pillows to hump. Why do I have to waste my time sitting here? It must be important if master was willing to submit both of them to this torture, uggghhhhhh.
As she sat there, bored out of her gourd, she glanced ahead in the crudely arranged line and noticed another leashed puppygirl. Her heart caught in her throat. Another puppygirl! OOoooh wow, oh wow, wow!
Maybe this wouldn't be so boring.
It wasn't necessarily rare to see another puppygirl in public, but it also wasn't as common as people with an actual dog. But unlike regular pets, puppygirls were allowed in any business or establishment because why wouldn't they be.
A quick glance at her master let her know he was still concerned with the line.
Just a few spots ahead of them, the other pup's leash was being held by a man who appeared to be slightly older than master. She was a cute pup. Not dressed as scantily as herself, but very cute. She was wearing a slightly oversized and comfy looking sweater, some unbuttoned jean shorts, and even had a little tail poking up the back of them.
Puppygirl was in love.
As she stared admiringly, the other pup finally turned and noticed her as well. Both of their body posture immediately changes. Eyes now locked.
Neither owner seemed to notice.
Sensing an opportunity, the two pups cautiously pad toward each other, sniffing in each other's general direction. Thankfully, their leashes are long enough for this unplanned meetup to occur.
They each give a quick hello lick on the nose and face, before turning toward the more interesting and informative area of each other's groins and rumps. Still sniffing, probing, and nuzzling gently, careful to not offend the other.
Other pup has much easier access to her new friend, because of puppygirl's somewhat risque outfit. She loves the freedom of small skirts, sometimes choosing to go commando.
Puppygirl's nose and tongue swim in an intoxicating mix of tastes and smells, truly a feast for the senses. She can feel her head beginning to get a little fuzzy. Both of the pup's body language seemed to indicate that this unscheduled introduction is going well.
Still anxiously casting glances back to their owners for any sign of a command, they see none and return their eager attention to each other.
Other pup senses a subservience. Puppygirl's body language has betrayed her.
Seizing the moment, other pup attempts to assert dominance.
Rearing up on her knees, other pup paws anxiously at her unbuttoned jean shorts, to open them further. She then attempts to paw puppygirl's head down toward her puppy parts, thrusting toward her face. Pup's mouth begins to water at both the offering and display of dominance.
Clearly, this other pup had read her body language and odors correctly. Puppygirl is a puppyslut that has a deep desire both to please and to express her sexuality.
Puppygirl was hoping this would happen.
A few people in line begin to notice this display of puppy exuberance, as puppygirl is on all fours lapping tenderly and eagerly at the upright pup's partially exposed, and now saliva-slickened puppy peach.
Puppygirls would be puppygirls after all, but still, this kind of behavior was generally frowned upon in public spaces.
The affectionate lapping quickly progressed from tender to obscene, as other pup began grinding on pup's mouth and nose. Very stimulating.
Puppygirl couldn't believe her luck. So tasty. Smells sooooo good. This other puppy just rubbing her puppy parts all over my face. And so many people, some of them watching now. The small audience seemed to turn the both of them on even more. It was a thrill.
But they couldn't help themselves, they were puppygirls.
The dominant pup had her paws on pup's head, keeping it right where she wanted it. She pulled her in closer, so she could more easily hump her now dripping wet kitty (or puppy) against her partner's eager tongue. Dom pup's shorts were now most of the way down her legs.
They were beginning to make a mess.
Both of their humping reflexes had activated, but other pup's hips were rolling, searching for pleasure and moving toward it. Her face, now gone vacant with pleasure, her impressive labia now fully exposed for anyone to see, or in this case, taste.
The obscene display of puppy lust lasted for a few moments, before whimpers of pleasure emerged from dom pup. Clearly, both of them had gotten more than they had bargained for from a trip to the post office.
