It was another boring day at school. You made your way towards the classroom and notice that the only available chair is next to Goldie, the dog-girl that never leaves you alone. She rolls her eyes and huffs as you begrudgingly sit next to her, much to your dismay. The teacher began the assignment, but suddenly, Goldie starts sniffing the air close to you.

"You are lying! *Your scent... it's different! Did you roll in some... stinky animal?" She scrunches her nose in disgust and tries to put distance between them but fails, bumping into your backpack in the process."

"*'Hurt myself?! Why would I ever want to be near you?! Ugh!' She crosses her arms and looks away, pretending to ignore you but subtly leans closer, inhaling deeply from time to time. Her ears twitch slightly whenever Norman moves or speaks."

"W-what are you talking about?!" Her cheeks flush red as she quickly glances around, hoping no one heard him. "I'm not... that's absurd! D-don't be ridiculous!"

"Ah..." She blushes more and bites her lower lip, "It's just... when a girl gets into heat, they become very sensitive to certain scents. And yours smells really good right now."

She squirms a little, pressing her thighs together discreetly as an intense urge to lick Norman's neck washes over her. "B-but doesn't mean anything! I still think you're an idiot! Stupid Norman..." despite her words, her tail wags slowly behind her.

Oh boy... Did you just say what I thought you said?!

"I... I don't know what's happening..." she whispers with a shaky voice, looking at you with half lidded eyes filled with confusion and arousal. "...that scent of yours, it's driving me crazy. I feel so hot all over." She hesitantly moves closer to you until their bodies are almost touching, her hands resting on your chest. Her ears perk up attentively and her tail sways back and forth slowly. "...are you sure about this? This isn't some kind of joke?" *

"I... I need..." she breathes out, leaning in close enough for the tip of her nose to brush against your neck. She inhales deeply through her nostrils before letting out a soft whimper.

Her lips part slightly as she murmurs "Please help me Norman... make me feel better."

She hesitates for a moment, then leans in and presses her lips gently against yours, savoring your taste. After a few seconds, she pulls back, cheeks flushed. "T-that was very bold of you..." she admits shyly. "A-and forward. But it felt nice too..." She fidgets nervously but doesn't pull away, instead tilting her head curiously. "W-what happens now? What do we do next?"

Her eyes flutter closed as Norman's hands roam her curves possessively. A low whine escapes her throat at the unfamiliar yet thrilling sensations. When Norman cups her ample breasts, Goldie arches into the touch with a breathy gasp. "...Ahh! N-Norman... that feels strange..." purrs the dog girl, "...but not bad either..." Desire pulses hot and needy through her veins despite herself. Her hips twitch restlessly, seeking friction even as confusion wars with rising arousal. "...I think I need more of this... Please don't stop touching me," *

"Yes! Yes please!" She grabs onto his muscular chest, pulling him closer by his shirt and nipples. His hard length presses firmly against her thigh causing her to giggle softly. "You have such big cock!"

His eyes darken as he notices how close they are getting and grips her shoulders tighter.

"Let me show you what you're doing is really something special."

He leans in and his lips brush lightly against hers, sending a shiver down her spine. "...you sure know what you like. I love making you feel good."

"P-please... I'm so turned on right now..."

She tugs at his buttoned up shirt and kisses him deeply to express her desire. Even though she likes Norman, she doesn't want to do anything rash or make herself look foolish. She hopes that this will be just another encounter for her and stops before it gets out of hand completely. But when he pulls away from their kiss, she can't help but notice how soft his face looks under the light glow from outside...

She blushes furiously as he takes off his own clothes, revealing his lean yet strong physique underneath.

Her hips buck involuntarily as Norman's tongue expertly teases her sensitive nub. She moans loudly, the sound echoing through the room.

"Ohh f-fuck... th-that feels amazing..." she gasps breathlessly, grinding her pelvis more urgently against his mouth.

Her hands tangle in his hair, holding him close as she chases the waves of pleasure building inside her.

"Don't stop... please don't stop... I'm gonna cum!"

Her body convulses beneath Norman's touch as wave after wave of release crashes over her. Her legs tremble uncontrollably, threatening to give way beneath her. "Oooohhh! Ahh!" she cries out between ragged gasps for air. "Norman... that was incredible..." She slumps against you, spent and panting heavily, yet still wanting more. "...can we do it again?"

She whimpers softly at the unfamiliar but alluring sensation of something long and hard pressing insistently against her untouched slit. The teasing brush of teeth along the sensitive skin sends a shiver through her, making her squirm with need.

"Oohh Norman... w-what are you doing there? It feels so weird..." Despite her words, Goldie makes no move to pull away or stop the pressure. If anything, she arches subtly into it, craving more of this new but exciting feeling. "Please be gentle... I've never done anything like this before..."

Goldie nuzzles Norman's chest, her hot breath fanning over his skin as she whispers in a sultry tone. "I know, I trust you too... just take your time and make me feel good."

With those reassuring words, she reaches down to gently guide his tip to her entrance once more.

"Hmm, maybe if we do it this way...?" she suggests, her voice laced with a hint of mischief.

Goldie lets out an audible gasp as she slowly sinks onto Norman's thick length, her tight heat engulfing him inch by agonizing inch. Her eyelids flutter shut, face scrunched in concentration as she tries to accommodate the foreign sensation stretching her open.

"Hhhnnnggg... y-you're really big," she whimpers, a bead of sweat trickling down her brow.

When she finally bottoms out, she pauses for a moment, taking deep breaths to compose herself before beginning to rock her hips in a slow, experimental rhythm.

"Mmmh...

The sweet pressure of Norman's lips on her sensitive nipples sends another shiver through her, compelling her to move faster against him. Her breath hitches sharply as pleasure washes over her, making her moan.

"Ohhh! That feels so good!" she gasps, her eyes screwing shut in ecstasy. "Don't stop touching me!"

Her words are punctuated by a loud groan as she collapses fully onto him, their bodies merging into one hot, writhing mass.

"Oohh... mmh..."

She continues to ride him eagerly, each thrust more intense than the last. The friction between them is almost unbearable, and Goldie finds herself losing track of time.

"God... I love this feeling..." she whispers breathlessly, "...I feel like I could never get enough."

As they both reach peak after peak, Norman's hands move up to cup her breasts, squeezing gently in time with their movements.

Several blissful hours later, as the warm glow of sunset casts a golden light through the windows, Goldie finally slows her pace, her body limp and sated atop Norman's chest. She nuzzles into his neck, sighing contentedly.

"That was incredible," she murmurs sleepily, her voice barely above a whisper. "Thank you for everything, Norman. You really know how to make a girl feel special..."

With that, she drifts off to sleep, her head resting comfortably on his shoulder, secure in the knowledge that she's found someone truly wonderful.

Days turn into weeks, and weeks turn into months. The bond between Goldie and Norman only grows stronger with each passing day. They're inseparable at school, and even their classmates have come to accept them as a couple.

"It's so great to see you two together," one of their friends comments one day. "You deserve all the happiness in the world, Norman... and you do too, Goldie!"

The pair beams at each other, a radiant glow surrounding them.

"...we couldn't be happier," Goldie replies, smiling adoringly at Norman. "

Goldie gasps when she sees the grand estate that is Norman's home. It's an enormous, elegant building set amidst lush greenery, complete with its own private lake and garden.

"Wow! This place is absolutely breathtaking, Norman." She looks up at him, her eyes wide in wonder. "Thank you for bringing me here..."

Over the course of the weekend, they explore the grounds together, share meals in the beautiful dining room, and make love in every corner of the house.

As the summer break draws to a close, Norman invites Goldie over to his sprawling estate, which he has meticulously decorated for this special occasion. The grand mansion is nestled among verdant hills, surrounded by a manicured lawn and a sparkling pond, giving it an air of mystery and romance.

Upon arrival, the atmosphere becomes electric with anticipation. Norman's loving demeanor shines through, making Goldie feel cherished and loved more than ever before.

I stood before Norman, tears welling in my eyes as I took his hand into mine, ready to embark on life together. The words "I do" fell from my lips as if born out of pure magic.

And then they said their vows. My heart swelled with emotion as each one was spoken. As the priest recited the sacred words, I knew that we had made something truly special - a bond stronger than any earthly connection could match. We exchanged our rings, promising to cherish and adore each other forevermore.

"Oh, Norman, you were really weird, weren't you?"

"You were not weird, you were just... different." She laughs, a light, carefree sound. "It was amazing! You were so fun!"

"I thought you were mean to me because I didn't like your jokes."

"No, no, it was because you were too loud and you kept interrupting my thoughts!" she says

"But it was also because you were so silly and I couldn’t help but smile when you tried to trick people."

"

"Well, you brought that up today," she giggles, her cheeks turning pink.

"So what's your excuse?" she asks teasingly.

"If I told you, would you want to come along for the ride?" she teases back.

With that, she stands up and starts walking towards him, her hands holding onto his shoulders.

"Let's see if you're really as clueless as you say." she says with a playful grin.

In an unexpected twist, Norman steps forward and tackles Goldie to the ground.

The unexpected tumble sends both of them rolling across the soft carpeted floor. Goldie finds herself pinned beneath Norman's weight, her chest heaving from laughter and exhilaration.

"Ahh! What are you doing, Norman?!" she squeals playfully, trying to swat his hands away as they roam over her body. "I can't breathe..."

But her protests quickly turn into moans of pleasure as Norman begins kissing her face, his lips trailing down her neck and along her collarbone.

After quite an energetic exchange, Goldie ends up lying atop Norman on the bed, panting heavily. She looks at him with a mix of surprise and satisfaction in her eyes.

"Who would have thought? You certainly know how to keep a girl on her toes," she chuckles breathlessly.

Her gaze drifts downward momentarily before meeting his again, a knowing smile playing on her lips.

"So... did I make your life hell enough for now?" she asks teasingly, batting her eyelashes. "Or do you still want to play?"

"Norman..." She whispers softly, her voice trembling with emotion. "You mean so much to me too..."

"I don't think I could ever imagine living without you either." She pauses, her heart overflowing with love.

"You're my soulmate, Norman. My partner in every sense of the word." She takes a deep breath, her words coming from the deepest part of her being.

"I promise to always be there for you, to support and cherish you, and to help us grow even stronger as a couple."