Running through the woods, a short story.....

My Little ones,
I am Forrest Dog. I am running through the woods, my fur on end, paws muddy from the earth, ears erect and following a strange sound, nose is sensing a musky sweaty smell just ahead, my furry dog balls and dog bone are beginning to swell, the drool is flying past my sharp fangs as i race through the underbrush, my balls and cock are now wet from the streams i raced through, wet also from the primal juices that begin to flow up and out of the glistening tip of my raging hard doggie bone; then I see it, the prey is just ahead. It is taking long strides, cracking twigs, moving wildly, not cautiously, not careing about making noise. I am just behind it now, i can see its naked ass, partially coated with mud glistening in the moonlight, it is wearing some strange straps around its torso, with shiny parts on it. I recognize it is also wearing a collar, but I am not! For I am the wild Forrest Dog, and I am almost upon this prey, I can hear it weezing, and panting hard, not breathing right, stumbling, fumbling, and then I strike! I lunge through the air, and it goes down hard like a buffalo with a hard thump, and a gasp of air. It turns to move, and I am on top of it, straddling the litte one, and I bare my teeth, howl and then growl right in its strange face, my drool dropping on the pink face and wide eyes. It is frozen in my stare, it cannot get away, I have captured its body with my body, its face with my face, and its spirit with my spirit. I know now that it is mine, and I let out a victory HOWL....... Now it is wimpering, like the little puppy i used to play with. I will make it my new little puppy play thing, I am dragging it by the shiny belts on its torso, and it is not moving, just sobbing and wimpering, we are almost there, I am now at the entrance to my majestic den and lair, and I slowly drag the helpless prey, my new litttle one, my little Puppy, down; down into the depths of my shadowy underword. Now begins its training, as I bite it, giving it my mark, so that now all the animals in the wood, will know this little Puppy is Mine! I am licking my lips, as i force my hard dog bone in to its shiny pink mouth, and it knows what to do, and begins to suck, as I thrust my furry balls into its face, and HOWL with delight..................
Would you like to be my little Puppy?