Doggier days of summer

[shoedog77]

Yeah, I know the title is lame, but it does the job. I was pleasantly surprised to see how many views the first tale received. I am in a rare good mood tonight, and have decided to answer the call and change things up a little bit to make things more exciting for readers, now that I know what people want:

I wish they would just make up their minds!, Rachel thought. The petersens had jerked her around for two weeks, and finally decided they needed her to dog sit today. So here she was driving to their house bright and early Saturday morning. If it weren't for the fact that they were paying double what they had given her the first time, she would still be in bed. On top of all that, she felt nasty. It was so hot and humid, with no signs of relief in the coming weeks. She couldn't remember a summer like this in all her 27 years. A large drop of sweat dripped off her arm and slowly rolled down her leg and into her sneakers. Her new sneakers. She had gotten them to replace the ones that max the saint Bernard had "chewed and screwed" earlier. White leather air max 90's with a nice purple swoosh. She had hardly taken them off for the past two weeks, what with her busy schedule and all. Surprisingly, they still looked brand new on the outside. The inside was a different matter. She had worn them barefoot and untied for the past few weeks. It was so hot and humid that it wouldn't take long for her soft bare feet to practically melt in them. She actually noticed this morning that she could see the brown outline of her feet on the smelly white insoles. And they did smell....really bad. She thought she might wash them when she got home. I'm finally here, she said to herself. Mrs petersen let her in the front door, and she followed into the kitchen. Max was out in the back yard, and Mrs petersen called to him to come in. He was excited as he ran inside and greeted Rachel. Mrs petersen coaxed him into calming down, and he sniffed rachels hand and her nikes. He might not remember you, since it has been a couple weeks, said Mrs petersen. WOW, thought max, they really have me pegged for a dummy! He remembered exactly who it was: this was the girl human with the yummy chewy new nikes that he had devoured!!!!! He had dreamed about them every night. Oh boy oh boy oh boy, it looks like she brought me some more!!!!!!! As Rachel and Mrs petersen stood in the kitchen and chatted, max couldn't help but sniff her nikes. Mmmmm, they smell like leather and human girl feet!!!, he thought. He sniffed and sniffed and sniffed and the scent started to make him so hungry and frisky for them. He was smart though, almost genius, and he knew that he would have to wait until the petersens left before taking things any further. After farting around, they finally left and max the saint Bernard was left alone in a big house with Rachel and her delicious nikes. She settled in the livingroom and he followed her in and layed down at her feet. What do you think you are gonna do, huh buddy???? She said. Would you like to have aunty rachels yummy sneakers all to yourself???? As she waved her feet in his face. Every time he would snap his jaws to bit them, she would pull them away quick. A tease? He thought. I'll fix her ass. She had just started eating a cup of yogurt, and max seized the opportunity. He jumped up, and made sure to flail his leg so as to knock the yogurt and spoon out of her hands and all over her. Oohhh! You poophead!! She cried. Now I am going to have to shower! And now my plan is in action, max thought. Like a ninja, max silently followed her upstairs to the bathroom, where she slipped off her nikes and closed the door. Before max could even hear the water running in the shower, he grabbed the nikes between his big slobbery jaws and ran. He knew that most girl humans took their time in the shower, so he was good. The den in the other room would have to do. He dropped the sneakers, and got the left one in his big paws and shoved his snout right in. The aroma was overpowering, and he sniffed and licked hungrily to get all the yummy taste he could, filling the nike with lots of warm slimy doggy slobber. He then did the same with the right one. The taste and smell made his cock so huge and hard, and it dribbled at the end. All he could think was "Mmmmmmmm, big hungry doggy wanna eat yummy nikes now!!!!!!". His eyes glazed over and his cock found the left nike. It slid right, slippery with all the doggy slobber. Max pumped and pumped and started do blow his load when the sneaker flew off his cock. He quickly found the left one and filled it with the rest of his giant load of hot cum. Just then he heard the shower turn off. Fuck! I haven't chewed them yet! He thought. He quickly grabbed the nikes in his mouth, sinking his teeth into them hard, and more drool filling them. He dropped them outside the bathroom door and ran. She's gonna be pissed when she puts those on! He thought. Rachel stepped out of the bathroom and was shocked to see her nikes. She wasn't even thinking when she left them unattended, but maybe max haven't noticed them, she thought. With that, she slid her wet foot into the left sneaker, and warm slime filled in between her toes, and oozed out the sides. What the hell?!!!!! She said. Her other foot did the same thing, and the next thing max knew, he could hear footsteps squeaking and squishing across the hardwood floor. He could also hear his name and some others being hollered too. Something about hide, find, kill. As he heard her squeaking footsteps, he could see the nikes in his mind, and was hungry for them again. It would take Rachel all day to find him, and he would miss out. At that moment, he made up his mind to instead go find rachel first, and eat those nikes-at least while he was still alive!

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[shoedog77]

Don't think it would be too hard...I will always remember a friend I had in high school. She somehow got into taking in rescue dogs at her house. She lived in a trailer with her parents and they put up cages in the back yard, but the dogs were always in the trailer. They were horribly mannered and would jump up on you and try to chew your clothes and sneakers when you were visiting. I was over one day and noticed she had gotten a new pair of sneakers. They were white leather nikes trainers with red trim. I complimented her on them, and then jokingly asked how long she thought they would last. Everyday after that for a while, I made sure to check them out while we were in class, and each day I noticed the sneakers had more and more teeth marks in the leather, and shredded laces. After about a month, they disappeared. I can only imagine those dogs of hers had a field day with those nikes every night