It all happened because of an E-mail that Ellen received.

Everybody's heard of people that send porno pictures in e-mails to everybody they can think of? When Ellen, a 28 year old private teacher who had been divorced (no kids, fortunately) two years ago, read and saw that one special picture, it changed her whole life. It contained a grainy photo of a woman being mounted by a large German shepherd. Ellen had never even heard of bestiality, but what she saw was more than intriguing.

Within days Ellen was hooked to bestiality on the web. She subscribed to every zoophile site she could find, nearly maxing out her credit cards purchasing bestiality videos. Although she viewed all manners of animals to copulate with, she was most intrigued by women having sex with dogs. Ellen always loved dogs. She always wanted one as a pet, but never had the chance to own one.

An amateur artist as well as a teacher, Ellen spent all of her days (a substantial settlement from her husband all but eliminated financial concerns for her) drawing sketches of women with dogs, and she resorted to peeling all the labels off her animal videos so she could never know what she was watching.

Despite all her fantasies, Ellen had never had the chance to make love to a dog until her neighbor, who had to leave town for a family reunion came with something of a dilemma.

"I just completely forgot about it," Michelle Smith explained with some embarrassment. "I set up the appointment to have Mikey fixed the two days before I get back, and I don't trust the kennels not to get things mixed up. I don't know how you feel about dogs, but it would be such a relief if you could watch him far a week."

"Are you kidding? I love dogs," Ellen agreed, hoping her excitement didn't show. Her next session of classes would start for two more weeks, giving her ample time to try what she had been wanting all of her life, it seemed.

Mikey was a six-year old, golden-brown husky, and quite big at nearly 130 pounds. Like all huskies, he was, Michelle assured her, very friendly, house trained and very smart. Ellen was horribly nervous when he was brought over. Would he be at all willing? Would he like her? What if her neighbors found out if she did succeed? All her fears and doubts were put at ease, fortunately, when they met. He immediately hopped up and started licking her face as though they were good friends. Michelle gave her instructions, feed him twice a day, make sure he walks at least two miles every day. Ellen had also brought over a supply of his food, dog shampoo, brush and his favorite chew toys.

And finally Ellen was alone in her house with a big beautiful dog that she wanted to fuck, and suddenly she realized she had no idea where to begin. She tried to think. How did all her videos start out? They were all staged, she knew, a model or actress brought into a studio with a dog who had been picked out ahead of time, and had probably been "fluffed" before filming started. Most of the stories she read were about women being raped by dogs, or discovering a canine lover by accident (Ellen's favorites were where very young girls had their first sexual experience with a dog).

"Well, " she said, half to herself and half to Mikey. "Let me find out how it's done." Ellen got undressed (the best way to view online porn is in the nude) and logged on to one of her favorite sex guides and began reading. While she sat at her computer, Mikey sat down next to her, his tail thumping against the floor. He was looking up at her, Ellen saw, almost as if he had something to say or ask.

"I'm trying to find out how to have sex with a dog. Got any ideas?" she asked rhetorically. Everything there only told her how to get down to business, but didn't say anything about how to get started. Ellen's hand felt wet, and she realized she had actually started masturbating! She licked her juices off her fingers, and then an idea hit her.

Didn't a lot of those stories say that a dog would get aroused at the smell of a woman's sex? Ellen thought that one over. Dogs have a very keen sense of smell, and the scent of a woman aroused couldn't be that different from a bitch in heat, could it?

"OK. Let's find out," Ellen said. She logged off the computer, opened her legs and started to masturbate. With one hand she squeezed her nipples, dipping two fingers of her other deep into her moist vagina to moisten her labia. Looking down at Mikey as she pleasured herself, she could see him still sitting as before, but seemed to be showing some definite interest in what she was doing. When Ellen decided she was wet enough, she moistened her fingers in her own juices and brought them to his face to gauge his reaction. Immediately he licked greedily at her fingers, and several times she returned her hand to her pussy for more.

"I can see you like the taste of my pussy." And with that, Ellen knew, her wildest fantasy was under way.

She pivoted her chair so her now very wet pussy was only inches from his face. Sure enough Mikey stood on all fours, sniffed briefly at her crotch.

And Ellen was suddenly in heaven as his long, rough tongue slurped deep within her. The tip actually brushing at her cervix and caressing her g-spot, clit and labia as it withdrew, only to plunge in again and again and

"OH GOD!" Ellen climaxed in the most intense orgasm of her life as her whole body tensed in spasms of pure ecstasy. One wave of pleasure after another washed over her, then another and another. It was nearly a minute before Ellen dimly realized she was having her first multiple orgasm, and nearly two minutes later, finally, regretfully it subsided.

She fell gracelessly from her chair as a final shudder ran through her, and for several minutes she lay there on the floor, panting. When she finally came to her senses, she sat up and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"That was wonderful, Mikey!' she whispered. "Thank you so much." Mikey even was hugging her back, pushing his chest gently but firmly against her. Ellen let go of her new lover, but he was still pushing up against her. "Hmm. Do you want some too?" She looked between his hind legs and just as she hoped, his erection was fully out of its sheath.

Ellen stood up-somewhat unsteady- deciding she wanted to continue in her bedroom. With his erection, Mikey had difficulty walking straight, but Ellen's bedroom wasn't that far away, and the nude woman backing away in front of Mikey was more than enough incentive. She led the dog into her room and made him hop up on the bed next to her.

"All right, honey," she whispered as she began to scratch near his hind quarters. "Let's see what you got." One hand rubbed against his belly, starting from his chest toward his hind legs, until she tentatively touched what she wanted...

Mikey's penis was a dark red, almost purple, nine inches long and just over an inch thick. The knot at the base was slightly smaller than her fist, almost to her disappointment. Ellen bent her head down, grasping the penis in her hand and tentatively touched her tongue to it. It was wet and salty with pre-cum, not unlike a man's sperm. She took the pointed head in her mouth, sucking inch by inch until her lips met the swelling of his knot, her head bobbing up and down until he started trying to hump her mouth.

"Do you want to fuck me?" Ellen turned around on all fours, facing away. Mikey needed no encouragement. On his hind legs, forelegs wrapped around her waist, and with a gentleness remarkable in a dog his size, slowly began to push himself into the woman's vagina...

And with a moan of anguished pleasure, Ellen slowly pushed her hips back against him, until her labia met his rounded knot. Mikey pulled out almost completely and entered again. He paused a moment, his legs shifting his weight, and began to fuck his new bitch in earnest.

Mikey was a heavy dog, and each rapid hump jarred Ellen's body, her teeth clicking together with the impact. It was all she could do to maintain her balance on all fours while he serviced her. The pointed tip of his prick pushed into her cervix. Soon Ellen felt her second climax begin to grow, and she came so hard she thought she might have fainted and he was still going at at when a sudden stretching in her slit caught her attention.

His knot had entered her, and by the sensation, it was actually growing larger. It did hurt a little but it felt so wonderful Ellen began to come again. This time, Mikey joined her. For a moment his frantic motions stopped, and with a whine, he released his seed into the woman's womb, each squirt of warm semen coinciding with Ellen's orgasmic spasms.

With a final tired whine, Mikey went limp, Ellen's arms and legs collapsing from both his weight and sheer fatigue of fulfilling her fantasy. For a time they rested together, Ellen basking in her post-orgasm glow and the intimate, furry pressure of his weight on top of her. Finally his knot shrank enough to pull out, and the two lovers curled up together and fell asleep.

They awoke a few hours later and made love again in the darkness. They spent the bulk of the nest two weeks exploring each other, making love constantly, until, with great sadness, Ellen took Mikey to the vet.

"Are you all right miss?" the receptionist asked. "You look a little green."

"I'm okay," Ellen replied, then ran for the bathroom and threw up. "Something I ate?"

But her nausea continued for days after Michelle took Mikey home accompanied by a tearful good-bye from Ellen. Finally she bought a home pregnancy test. The result was positive.

"I'm going to have Mikey's baby." It came with both shock and joy. She had loved Mikey more than her ex-husband, and as the surprise wore off, it became the most wonderful thing in her life. After a week, the nausea stopped, and Ellen could not stop eating. She took a leave of absence from the school and started buying new maternity clothes and had to pee constantly. Her breasts were soon heavy with milk.

Six months later Ellen was starting the exercises she'd found to keep in shape when the fetus kicked her. That was nothing new by now- Ellen loved stroking her belly while she felt the baby move inside of her- but the kick was followed by a painful rumbling in her vagina. A few minutes later, another followed.

"I'm going into labor!" It was both a statement and a question. She had only been pregnant six months; while humans were supposed to carry for nine... and Ellen didn't know how long dogs were...

By the time the third contraction hit, she knew that she was committed. She quickly undressed and lay down in the bathtub, fighting the urge to push for an hour until she was sure her cervix was fully dilated. Finally she began to push. It was painful, but not nearly as much as she'd feared, because canine infants are much smaller than human. Twenty minutes later, Ellen held a single newborn male puppy in her arms, wrapped in a warm towel while she fed it her own natural milk.

Over the next two years, Ellen raised Sugar as her own. At his full-grown size, he weighed nearly 160 pounds, with the same light brown fur and dark, expressive eyes of his father. He was very smart, also, having inherited it genetically from both parents (if proper tests were ever taken Sugar would have been measured roughly as intelligent as a six-year old human).

When the time came, Ellen decided she didn't have the heart to have her son fixed, deciding to accept the consequences of his sexual maturity. She was not surprised, soon after to find Sugar having difficulty walking straight, and rubbing himself against whatever household object came near.

"Sugar, stop!" She ordered as he began to assert himself on her leg. How could her own son feel sexually attracted to her, but as he stood obediently in place, she could see he was in such discomfort from his erection and Ellen couldn't stand to see him in pain.

"Sugar, go to my room!" And he immediately bounded off as fast as he could. Ellen undressed herself and joined him on the bed. " I want you to lick me, Sugar," she said, her voice trembling as she laid back and guided his nose between her legs. His tongue lapped at her juices and almost immediately Ellen was in heaven. She had forgotten what it meant to be licked down there by a dog, and it felt so wonderful as she climaxed violently, writhing on the bed under her son's attention.

"I don't care if you are my son," she thought aloud as she sat up to attend to him. Then she nearly fainted.

Although Ellen didn't know it, the men in her family were well hung, and her son inherited those genes as well. Sugar's penis was just under thirteen inches long and two inches wide where it swelled into a knot the size of a softball.

"All right, honey, just come to mama..." Ellen decided to stay on her back with him on top of her so she could have better control. With one hand she guided the tip of Sugar's penis into her slit, rubbing it up and down her wet, puffy lips she they could get a feel for each other. Slowly she arched up against his cock, letting him slip in an inch at a time until he learned what to do and began to hump his mother on his own.

Within a few moments, Ellen actually had his entire length impaling her, using one hand to hold the knot outside her pussy while the other hand alternated between stroking her breasts, and reaching up to stroke and encourage her son. Soon her orgasm began to build within her, spurred on by the largest cock she had even taken within her...

Her orgasm hit like a brick wall, her body thrashing and writhing wildly, no longer in control of itself. As one orgasmic spasm after another ran through, the hand holding the knot away lost its grip.

She was only dimly aware of her cunt lips being stretched as it slipped inside, but Ellen was beyond caring. Her legs wrapped around Sugar's hind quarters, holding mother and son together, and Ellen's last lucid thought was when her orgasm would end...

Then she woke up to her son's high-pitched whining as he emptied his seed into his mother's womb, and finally collapsed on top of her. "I love you, Sugar..." Ellen whispered into his ear as she sobbed in a joy she had never felt before. He rubbed his cheek against hers as if to say, "I love you too, mom..."

Then mother and son kissed, having no other way to share and express their love at that moment. Passionately, gently sucking and chewing each other's tongue while they're lips met.

Together, Ellen and her two-year-old husky son made love for hours into the night. They finally collapsed together at dawn, in the same missionary position as their first time together, content with each other's loving touch and warmth Before finally falling asleep, Ellen wondered if Sugar might want a little brother or sister. In the future, maybe? But for now Ellen was happy with her new family.