If You're Happy And You Know It

WARNING! THIS WRITTEN ART OF "THE MIGHTY B!" CONTAINS CONTENT THAT COULD BE CORRUPTING TO CERTAIN PEOPLE, SUCH AS BESTIALITY, HUMAN/DOG KISSING, EROTIC CONTENT, NEARLY WET DREAMS, AND...OTHER THINGS! PLEASE, DO NOT READ IF YOU DON'T LIKE MATERIALS LIKE THIS, EVEN THOUGH THIS DOES NOT CONTAIN RAPE OR FORCED MOLESTATION, IT DOES, HOWEVER, CONTAIN STRONG SEXUAL CONTENT, AMONG...OTHER NICER TOPICS (okay, seriously! If you do not like sexual content between a very young, nine and three quarter year old girl and her pet dog, but if you wish, you may read it and weep your little eyes right out!) OTHERWISE, PLEASE, GROW UP, READ IT, LOVE IT, AND DREAM IT!

*Another bestiality fic, only, no rape, it still may be intense for some, so give me your feedback*

Happy was at it again. He sniffed the one in front of him, filling his nasal cavities with the luscious sent of feminine nature, nuzzling his nose against her length. He felt her shiver at his reaction to her scent and slowly, his mouth came open, allowing his tongue to come forth and settle down, the one in front gasped and trembled. Happy persisted, licking her up and down, now getting a full blown reaction, bending, twisting, howling, bucking. He couldn't resist! Happy leaped on to her, but little did he realize she had turned to face him, and he found himself inside of her mouth. He didn't expect it, but he never pushed away. Happy moaned softly, and leaned himself against the cool soil, paws digging into the moisture beneath him, loving the sensation of tongue against sensitive flesh and nerves, teeth even delicately caressing him, sending tingles all up and down his body. He let out a loud, long moan of sheer pleasure, and so did his partner, pleasing him even more so, he moaned back, and so did she. It was a never ending exchange of glees that seemed to go on forever, as the other grew in ecstasy, so did he, he, the same for her. But, despite how slow and enjoyable it was, this long wave of intimacy, it all ended much too soon, and just as Happy opened his eyes, there she stood, fading though. Happy reached out to her, but couldn't hold her, couldn't keep a grip upon her, and before he knew it, she was gone. Happy was now alone, leaving that dimension and lost in the present world of reality. His eyes went wet. It had ended far, far too soon! Catching sight of the meat below him, it was, indeed, swollen, but, none the less, dry. Happy moaned, though now out of the orgasm of saddened emotion. Happy lay down again, but his eyes wouldn't rest. He simply stared, wide eyed and breathless. That dream, so warm, so loving, but so perverse! Though, he had, indeed had many dreams, and sometimes, nightmares of sexual tensions, nothing, nothing like this! He shook at the thought, mouth growing wet at the memory of it. He knew. He knew what he needed! He just wasn't sure how to get it. He tossed and turned, trying his best to get back to his reality of dreams, in hopes of a more, wet one. Alas, no matter how hard he tried, no matter how relaxed he became, he never could go back. He lay awake, for, he couldn't tell! It felt like hours had gone by, he there, alone, miserable, upset...alone! So alone! Happy groaned at this, the pain! Happy thought he would never be so happy again, until he saw a familiar shadow creeping across the floor, closer and closer to him. His eyes, finally drifted closed, but it wasn't the sleepy nature he felt. "You had the dream again, didn't you?" Said an agonizingly familiar voice as fingers ran through his fur, such care and feeling, it was painful to him, Happy releasing a small groan at her voice and touch. Happy, slowly answered her question, ashamed that she knew of his wild wolf fantasies. "So...if this isn't too personal..." Bessie came lower, to meet his level. "...who was it this time?" Happy flinched, stirred a bit, turning away from her. He knew, he must answer, for she would find out sooner or later. "Come on, boy. You can tell me. I can see it's troubling you and I want to fix it! I can help you, I want to help you." He creeped to face her, afraid to tell her his secret of the night, however, he knew of her keen detective skills and her persistent antics, figured, it would best be if he told her rather than her find out. Taking a long amount of time to muster up enough courage, he, painfully slowly answered her question.

"Me?" Replied Bessie, shocked at his very dream. Happy motioned uncomfortably away from her, muttering. Her face grew faintly rosy. "Oh, Happy!" Bessie said, still shocked. "I...I had, no idea, that, you...you felt that way about me!" Happy quickly told her otherwise. "You don't feel that way about me, and I don't feel that way about you." Happy groaned a little. "Listen boy. Sometimes, dreams can tell us different things, like, maybe you feel you need to spend more time with me, or you feel lonely." That much was true. He was feeling, very alone this night. He grumbled a bit. "Would a treat make you feel better?" Though, treats normally did make him feel better, not this time. This dream, this erotic dream was all he had on his mind. "Not even that can cheer you up. This is serious!" Happy started to weep. He was afraid to go back to sleep. "Don't worry. I'll sleep with you." Happy jerked and gave her a questioning bark. Had he in fact heard her right? Bessie laughed. "No, no! Not that kind of sleep! Oh Happy. You have such a wild imagination!" She chuckled, patting him upon the head. Happy giggled along there shortly after, feeling a bit better. Feeling her next to him just made him, so happy, knowing he was there, made him gleeful. She stayed with him that night, to ensure him waking upon another one of those dreams, soon, Happy was asleep, all he needed was the one he loved at his side.

Suddenly, Happy was back to that very same dream. Again with the ecstasy. Bessie too was excited! Happy came close to her, and she did the same, gazing into each others eyes. They came, face to face, nose against nose. Bessie gave him a wet lick over his muzzle and he returned her favor. She smiled at him affectionately. Bessie stroked him down his back, her hand wandering to his legs and finally, a chill spiraled through Happy as she ventured her hands ever so close to him. Happy gasped at her touch. Now, her other hand, to rub against his belly. Happy let out a moan, wrapping his paws around her, feeling her up and down, down, down some more. Bessie liked it, a lot considering her young age. "Happy. I...I love this." She trembled, his paws lowering, to her rump. Her voice, even at the age of a young nine and three quarter year old female child, was very seductive and pleasurable, for herself, even! Happy began to stroke her, recalling just as she done to him. "Oh, Happy." Bessie moaned, giving him a quick soft kiss upon his lips. Happy responded, giving her a lick. They drew closer, and soon they were on the ground in the arms of each other, together in an odd, but loving heap, feeling the hearts of each other. But, yet again it ended. Happy was stunned to find himself in such an erotic position with his master, and Bessie, the same, though, she had mixed feelings. Happy immediately drew away shaking himself of the mental shame and surprise. "You, had the..." She not need to finish. He answered her, for she obviously was aware now. Bessie grew pink. "If, if it helps you feel any better...so did I." Happy knew this, for how loving she had been to him during their sleep together. "D, do you, think...we, actually do feel, this way?" It was hard to tell from the dreams. "I mean, I know, I know we love each other, but, not that much, do we?" Happy couldn't know. "I guess, the only way we can tell, is is..." She paused, and stared him long and deep in the eyes. She couldn't control it. Maybe she had gone insane, maybe it was the dream, or maybe, it was, indeed, pure, true love. "Kiss me." Said Bessie in such a soft seductive voice, Happy was almost forced to give in. Happy, almost unexpectedly, gave her a lick over her mouth, testing the waters. Although Happy had licked her, many times, over her mouth was different, very different! Bessie, liked it, a lot! "Happy...do it again. Just to be sure." Again he ran over her lips, though, he was faster to respond to her this time. He liked her taste. Her mouth opened slightly, his tongue almost sliding forth. She did! "I liked that." Happy wasn't sure and asked her. "Yes, I did. I liked that, a lot." Bessie, then gave him a lick over his mouth. He whimpered a little, recalling his past two dreams with her, but soon, found himself enjoying it too. "Did you like it?" Again, she ran over him, three times. She had almost lost utter control! Happy answered her, energetic. "So did I." Said Bessie. She could hardly believe it! She, loved it! They continued licking each other, until, finally, they met with a full on kiss. Drinking each others salivations, enjoying the taste with each other, the smell of each other, dog and human, it was a symphony of emotion! Finally, they departed, and both thought the same thing. Go to the room! It would be a very bad thing if they got caught!

"Are you really sure you want to do this?" Inquired Bessie, a bit shy of going as far as she knew she was about to go. Happy was now quite sure. He figured, that to conquer the dream, he had to live out his fantasy. Bessie was in full agreement. Venturing to her bed, Happy knew just what she was planning to do. His tail went wagging, eyes wide in anticipation. He took her hand, and recalled, that night, when they danced together, the flashback, bringing so many emotions to the surface, Bessie too in that moment, caught up in her thoughts. "Remember...our first dance?" Said Bessie, pulling him over to her. Happy was swift to respond. He got off the bed, preparing a little surprise for his master, and coming to her, wearing the same black outfit. Bessie could feel tears building beneath her eyes. She knew just what he was planning to do. Reduced to tears, she came away from the bed. They both recalled the dance, their dance, their first dance, but, during that time, it was merely a friendly gesture amongst a friendship bond, however, now, looking back, there was something, something missing. Happy had no need for introduction. Bessie knew what his next move was and before he could even say anything, Bessie agreed. "Yes...you may, you may...have this dance." It was almost torture for her tell him, her voice, weak, hoarse and crackling in desire, face getting a rosette red, chest aching with passion. They faced each other, and began, the dance again. Only, this time, it was true. Pure and simple it was, emotion flowing through their foot steps, through the arms and finger tips, a dog, and a human, engaged in a dance of forbidden love affairs. Bessie couldn't help but gasp at his touch, so loving. The sensations, of the two, gently rubbing against the opposite lover, arousing, even for Bessie, such at a young age! She couldn't control it! "Oh Happy." Bessie moaned to him. He leaned her back, face close. "You really know how to dance!" His paw wandered her throat, Bessie went tight, it was almost painful, the love! Such love! She let out a shriek of pleasure, and Happy, lowered her more. Bessie felt her eyes close just as Happy entered her mouth. She loved it, she thoroughly did! She returned him the favor, they drew close, lowering their passionate love for one another, until they lay upon the floor, wrapped together, feeling each others heat, listening to the breathing, animal and human, together. As they departed, an urge surged through out both. "Happy...I, I need you." Bessie told him, urged of him, begged of him, breathless, and starving for him. Happy peered deep into her eyes and, knew, all too well what it was like, that feeling of want, need, begging for it to continue. "I need you now, and your little dog too." Happy went to tears. He felt, just exact as she did. He carried her to the bed, giving her another wet lick over her teeth, lifting her and settling her there. Her breathing was heavy, but so weak! Happy came to meet her there at side, a loving nature running through his veins, his sausage too getting excited by this. That feeling came over him, and Bessie too, now getting that same feeling. She persisted of him to remove his clothing, but Happy persisted opposite. "Ladies first, of course." Bessie replied. She now saw a bulge in him. "No, no, no. Dogs first." There it went, back and forth, until Bessie came with an idea. "Together, Happy. Together." Happy non reluctant in the least. Holding her uniform, and, his lovely suit, paused, and they both ran their fingers across the fabrics. In unison, they both undraped the other, and tossing the others clothing aside. Though, Bessie had seen him, naked before, not like this, not, for loving pleasures. Undressing him was something new entirely, now with her growing needs! Happy had never seen Bessie bare, though, he had seen up her uniform once or twice, it was totally different, to see his master, like one of his own, and planning, to, to...

He moaned, recalling the dream, the piece in him, growing in passionate love. Bessie sensed just how much he needed her and was willing to share what she had most recently wanted of him. They moved close, embracing each other, Happy had never felt her without clothing! He just about went mad! Feeling her, up and down, arms caressing her all about, Bessie gasping and shrieking at his soft careful touch, a pleasant torture of sorts, she, had never felt him bare before, without the clothing of her own. Happy placed a paw upon her chest, Bessie about lost it. She too started to feel him, fingers digging into his boned spine, feeling his rather muscular shoulder blades! She motioned closer. They both shuddered at this, the romance and certain desires, neither of them could hide it. They couldn't bare it! No longer! No longer could they bare through the wait! No more suffering! Now! Without any hesitation, at all, the young girl twisted herself violently, over turning herself upon her back, legs inviting him. "You want some treats boy? You want some of this?" Sneered Bessie, looking, almost threateningly towards the dog, so eager, so impatient, so demanding, so, lustful! Happy never knew she could behave this way! "I know you want a piece of this!" Happy was a little timid about doing this, seeing a new side of her, a new voice, something, new entirely! "Come on Happy. I know you want some!" The dog wasn't too fond of her new lustful nature, she, so out of character, such an animal, so much, like, him! He approached her, slowly, got low, and took a sniff. He cringed soon there after, her aroma, so, pungent, so sickeningly sweet, mouth watering! Bessie, now was well aware that her strong, demanding and snide remarks had been frightening him, and decided to save it, for later. "Okay Happy. When you're ready." What a sweet relief! To hear her old, tender voice! Faster, this time, he took in another savory breath, holding it in for a few seconds. "Oh Happy. I know you're a little shy, so you can take as long as..." She never got to finish, and Happy was already licking her cavity. Bessie tensed, drawing in a shuddering gasp, to release it in a raspy squeal. Happy sped up, hearing just how much she enjoyed this new nature. "Oh, oh Happy!" Shrieked the young female. "You love me! You really...love me!" Bessie now gasped uncontrollably, feeling his wet slab of heated, lubricated flesh brushing ever so gently against her, her fingers digging into the fabrics of her bed, face getting a hot and pink. Happy moaned a bit, loving her taste! It was even better than the usual treats she gave him! This was the best tasting treat his taste buds ever received! Happy moaned louder, Bessie doing the same, his ululating, exciting her, giving her chills. This soothing nurturing was almost painful for the two! "Happy! Happy!" Bessie cried, now scratching at the sheets. "I love you Happy! I love you! Oh Happy! You're such a good boy!" She spasmed all over, falling to her back, lying flat, but alive with tensions, gasping for her breath, back arching, eyes blood shot. Her jaw twitched. "Happy! You're an animal! Such...a, wild...animal!" Happy could tell, she was turning animalistic as well. He loved it! Faster, faster, harder, further! Finally, release. It was his turn. "Okay...Happy. Ready, to get...some?" Said Bessie, breathless, lustful and hungry. Happy excitedly positioned himself for her. She did the same. Getting a whiff of his doggie odors, mouth salivating. She licked her lips. She, however, was much was faster at her job!

Settling her young lips over him, she started her job immediately, taking no time at all. Happy groaned, realizing his dream, was now, in fact, full on in fact a dream, a dream come true! Just the thought alone was enough to make him howl. He pressed his front paws into her hair, she sped up, the sensation of his paws rubbing her soft scalp. She gave to him a small moan, vibrations, searing, penetrating through his body, all of his organs, now using her teeth to gently nibble upon him, ever so gracefully scraping his nerves, sending him shuddering and convulsing, sweating and panting, leaving him wet in the mouth, dripping upon Bessie. The dog howled louder, Bessie responding, taking her fingers and feeling him down, pleasing Happy, even more so. His paws dug into her hair, now, running his fingers upon her head, and eventually, to her neck. She shivered at his delicate touch, Happy, thoroughly enjoying this, and Bessie as the same. The two of them, almost lost it! Bessie could tell he was about ready, but, just at their moment, pulled away. Happy was a little confused by this. He was sure, she wanted his treats just as much as he did hers! Instead, Bessie was willing to make a game out of it, a small game, but none the less, a game that would burn in their hearts forever! Happy, whole heartedly agreeing. Crawling away from him, she opened her mouth, on her knees, awaiting of him. Happy knew just what she was doing, and persisted. She allowed of him to continue on his own, until he released, a stream a liquefied white confetti flying across the bed. Bessie was ready for it! She opened her mouth wide, and didn't miss a thing! He knew she had been quite skilled at peanut toss, but this, this was epic! She held it for a while, holding the taste, and finally, but slowly, engulfing his wolf DNA's, ever so much loving it. This, was, they both knew, the best game they had ever played, even though it was quite short lived out. "Thanks for the treats...Happy." Said Bessie, mouth wet with salivations and flavorful passions. She then positioned herself, though, allowing Happy time to restart himself. Bessie turned away from him, upon hands and knees, looking back at him in a fond lustful glance. Happy knew just what to do! It was in his very dreams! He positioned himself, hesitating a little, feeling, actually, rather silly about all this. "Come on, boy. You know you want some of this!" Hesitant, still. "I'm ready for you. Come get some!" Happy took in another sniff, nuzzling his nose against her, getting liquid in his nostrils. This didn't faze him, nor Bessie, in fact, she really enjoyed his close sniffings of her, gasping a bit. He crawled upon her, and placed himself well within.

"Oh...H, Ha, Ha...Happy! Oh, Happy!" Bessie wailed, back arching, head thrusted toward the ceiling. He rubbed her hind quarters, she trembled in sheer delight. "Hap...Happy! You're, you're so good!" She shrieked. They couldn't control their outbursts. Not even the threat of getting captured could hold them back anymore. Happy groaned and howled to her. Bessie went weak, head falling to meet the soft, wet, sweaty fabrics. She screamed into the sheets, fists balled and beating down, punching in a rage of glorious joys, Happy swaying. Bessie was now coated in a slime of sweaty delight, Happy licking it off of her rump and back, Bessie cringing in reaction of his wet hot tongue, his steamy breath. "Yes! Yes! Happy! Oh! Yes! Good boy Happy! Good boy! Very, good boy!" Bessie moaned, groaned and screamed to him, feeling motions and strain inside, pulling, pushing. It was all overwhelming! It, was...painful! So much...LOVE! Happy howled, long and loud, fingers digging into her flesh, and Bessie, simply loving it! "Oh! Happy! Dear Happy! I love you! I...love you! I...love you...s, so much!" Happy agreed, giving her a sloppy lick upon her ear. Bessie screamed as the tension of lust rose, the walls getting tighter, speeding up, getting close, however, Happy could feel himself wearing down. No, it wasn't that he was tiring, he, just wanted it to last! This moment was too quick, too fast in his dreams, it needed, needed to be slow and enjoyable. "Oh! Please! Don't stop! You hear me boy? Don't, don't stop! Don't drop it! A Higgenbottom...never, drops it!" During their state, Bessie could sense his reasonings for slowing, and, to help, she swayed into him, helping with the sensations. Her eyes flooded with tears, the erotic tensions, nothing she had ever experienced. "Oh! Come Happy! Please! Faster! Faster! Faster...Happy! The, Mighty B needs...it...faster!" It was enriching, for both of them, a new form of love, between pet and owner, perhaps, forbidden, but still, love, Bessie, now crying with painful pleasure as Happy started to speed with his actions. The two then gave a scream to each other as the tension rose, and, suddenly, but not too soon, it was done. Happy felt a warm needing, and Bessie felt him deliver, deep and well within her core, the hot fluid driving her mad, she now releasing her loudest scream to the air. "YES! YES HAPPY! YOU LOVE ME! YOU LOVE ME SO MUCH!" She bawled, still pulling herself and beating her fists into the bed, biting down hard upon her lower lip, yet, no pain could pierce this pleasure, this, erotic pleasure. Luckily, no one came in, to spoil their moment, then, they alone, withdrew and lay together, panting, gasping, heavy breaths, hearts pounding, the smell of the forbidden luscious scent of sweat, love, romance and pleasured emotions flowing, dancing about them, the two wrapped up in each others arms. "That...that was...awesome." Sighed Bessie painfully, chest heaving, mind spinning. Happy solemnly agreed, and they exchanged a tender, slow kiss, the longest kiss they had ever given each other, slow, and loving, grinding over teeth, tasting the tongue, lapping away precious fluids. Bessie had one last action to take, one more maneuver. She went between his legs and licked around his now dehydrated slab, drinking away every last drop of his fluid, and that, was indeed, the best night of her life. No need to go back to the kitchen. The two slept together, and Happy, never again that night, had that dream, for he had lived it, and so had Bessie, and now, dog and owner, both of them knew, not another moment would go by, in which shall they ever forget, their love for each other, and as a means of thanks, Happy cleaned her just she had done him, and even vowed to take the next night off from the club, for this, was more rewarding, far much more rewarding than any gamble, and so much more rewarding than winning any lottery. This was a different lottery, for he had beaten the gamble and won the lottery, the lottery of love.