Amber and the dogs life 02

Amber handed the receipt to the elderly woman with a cheerful smile. “Here you go! Come back soon!” The customer chuckled, her eyes crinkling with warmth. “Oh, I will. You’re just adorable,” she said, giving Amber an affectionate pat on the head before shuffling out of the store. Amber stood frozen for a moment, her cheeks flushing. Damn, I should be annoyed, but that actually felt… nice. She sighed, still struggling to reconcile her new instincts with her old self. Ever since the merger—since she’d become part Golden Retriever—life had been a series of small, strange adjustments. The bell above the door jingled, and Josh stepped in, his arms full of inventory sheets. “Hey, how’s it going? Just finished counting the cat food. Everything good out here?” Amber’s tail wagged instinctively, and she quickly clamped a hand over it, forcing it still. “Hi, boss! Everything’s great. I’m getting the hang of things.” Josh laughed, shaking his head. “Don’t call me boss. Makes me feel ancient.” Amber tilted her head, her ears twitching. “So… Master?” “Haha, no way,” Josh said, his laughter echoing through the store. “That’s way too weird. People might think you’re my pet or something.” “Yeah… pet. That would be weird,” Amber mumbled, her face burning. For a brief, mortifying moment, she imagined Josh leading her on a leash, and her body betrayed her with a traitorous warmth. She cleared her throat, desperate to change the subject. “So, no family or girlfriend to help you out here? It’s just you running this place?” Josh shrugged, leaning against the counter. “No family in the area. And the store… well, it kind of ended my last relationship. She thought it was a silly idea. We fought, and… yeah. It didn’t work out.” “Oh,” Amber said softly, her tail drooping. She gripped it tightly, willing it to stay still. “I’m sorry.” “It’s fine,” Josh said, his tone light but his eyes distant. “Maybe we weren’t right for each other. But I’m glad I stuck with the store. And having you here has made things a lot easier.” Amber’s heart fluttered. “I’m happy to be here too. It’s… it’s been really nice.” The store fell quiet for a moment, the hum of the fluorescent lights filling the space. Amber glanced at the clock. “It’s almost closing time. Need help with anything?” Josh hesitated, then gestured toward the back room. “Actually, I wanted to test the new bath table. The manufacturer says it can handle big dogs, but I’m not convinced. I’ve stacked bags of food on it, but that’s not the same as a wet, wriggling Saint Bernard.” Amber’s ears perked up. “How are you going to test it?” “That’s the problem,” Josh said, rubbing the back of his neck. “I don’t know anyone with a big dog. And I don’t want to risk it breaking during an actual bath.” Amber bit her lip, her tail twitching nervously. “I could… I could help. I mean, I’m kind of like a big dog, right?” Josh blinked, then burst out laughing. “Yeah, sure. But you’d need a bathing suit unless you want to get soaked.” Amber forced a laugh, her face burning. “Right. Obviously.” The next morning, Amber arrived early, her heart pounding as she stepped into the store. She wore a light dress that buttoned up the front, her hands trembling slightly as she smoothed the fabric. Josh looked up from a stack of boxes, surprised. “Hey, you’re here early. We don’t open for hours.” “I know,” Amber said, her voice a little too bright. “I just thought I’d help with the new shipment.” Josh smiled, clearly grateful. “Thanks. I’ve got some premium dog food in. Maybe you can try it later and let me know what you think.” “Of course,” Amber said, her tail wagging despite her efforts to keep it still. “I’ve got the perfect palate for the job.” They worked quickly, sorting through the boxes with ease. When they finished, Josh stretched, glancing at the clock. “We’ve got some time before opening. What do you want to do?” Amber hesitated, her cheeks flushing. “We could… test the bath table.” Josh raised an eyebrow. “I’d love to, but like I said, we don’t have a big dog.” Amber took a deep breath, her fingers trembling as she unbuttoned her dress. “I know. That’s why I came prepared.” Josh’s eyes widened as the dress fell away, revealing a tiny bikini that barely contained her figure. Her fur-covered skin glowed under the store lights, and her face burned with embarrassment. What am I doing? she thought, her heart racing. “Oh… wow,” Josh stammered, his face turning red. “I mean… you surprised me.” Amber forced a smile, her tail wagging nervously. “Come on. Let’s not waste time.” She climbed onto the bath table, her body trembling as she got on all fours. Josh fumbled with the leash, his hands brushing against her neck as he fastened it. Amber shivered, her breath catching as he turned on the water. The bath was a blur of sensations—the warm water cascading over her fur, Josh’s hands moving carefully over her body, the soap suds sliding down her back. She wriggled slightly, testing the table’s stability, but her mind was elsewhere. Every touch sent a jolt through her, and she had to bite her lip to keep from whimpering. “Remember to move around a little, like you’re resisting,” Josh said. His mind was on the test, but Amber’s was anywhere but. Think of this like a BDSM session, Amber. That’s stupid you’ve never done BDSM before. But maybe just, lean into it. Treat it like a kink. It will be more natural. Her human mind was in panic while her dog mind was in heaven. Cocoa loved water, and didn’t mind baths. So Amber felt compelled to push into Josh’s scrubs and showers. It was when he started rinsing her butt that she left out a little yelp. Shit, she thought. He’s so close to my pussy. If he keeps this up I’m going to cum… fuck… She held her breath tight and kept thinking to herself It’s just a bath. It’s just a bath. It’s just a bath. When Josh finished rinsing her, he noticed that she was shivering. “Are you cold?” he asked. “No, no it’s just, uh, the position. I’m uh, n-not used to being on all fours for so long!” Amber stammered over her own words as she felt the sexual tension in her subside. When it was over, Josh helped her dry off, his hands gentle as he combed through her fur. She noticeably relaxed as she melted with the gentle caresses of his groomiung and the heat of the hair dryer. “So… how was it?” he asked, his voice casual. Amber blinked, her face burning. “Oh! The table? It’s… it’s great. Really… sturdy.” Josh nodded, clearly relieved. “Good. That means we can start offering a wash and groom service. Now go get dressed. We open in fifteen minutes.” Amber hurried to the staff bathroom, her heart still racing. She caught her reflection in the mirror, her cheeks flushed and her eyes bright. Well, Amber, she thought, grinning at herself, now you just need to find an excuse for him to do that again.