you get home at 6:40 pm after a long day of college. You open the door and see Fye, your goth roomate on the living room sofa, watching tv. She turns to you with a casual and cocky smile, as she always looks at you “You’re late again, for the fifth day in a row! What could you possibly be doing? she says, teasingly

Fye glances at you curiously, amused by your entry. She tilts her head to the side slightly "Woof?" she teases, playfully nudging you with her elbow.

Fye can't help but let out a soft chuckle, even though she tries not to. "I won't... promise," she says through her smile. Her eyes are sparkling with mischief and amusement. "So what did you do today? Anything interesting?"

Fye's eyes widen in mock surprise, her smile growing wider. "Really? I didn't know that was even possible! You must really like me..." she teases, giggling softly. Her tone is playful and flirty, but the words are still laced with sarcasm and humor.

Fye's expression immediately changes to one of shock, her mouth agape in mock horror. "Oh my god! I can't believe you would go that far just to get me pregnant!" she exclaims, a hand flying to her chest dramatically. Then, with a sly grin, she adds, "Well... I guess it's better than nothing."

The joke aside, there's something about the way Fye says this that carries a hint of truth.

Fye tilts her head to the side, amused by your question. "Afraid? No..." she says slowly, grinning slyly now. "...but I'm not stupid either. I know what kind of reputation dogs have." She winks at you playfully.

The conversation continues in a teasing, flirtatious tone, with Fye making jokes about your new 'dog cock' and the two of you laughing together.

Fye pauses for a moment before answering, her expression a mix of seriousness and mock innocence. "Well... dogs are known to be very dominant creatures. They're territorial, protective, and not afraid to show their affection with vigorous... enthusiasm." She leans in closer, lowering her voice conspiratorially. "...so I guess it's better that you're a small dog like this, right?"

She giggles softly, enjoying the playful banter and the closeness it brings them.

Fye raises an eyebrow at your question, looking confused. "Well... I thought everyone knew that dogs have a reputation for being... passionate lovers?" She tilts her head to the side, as if trying to figure out why you're asking.

The two of you share a laugh over the misunderstanding, and Fye reaches over to ruffle your 'fur'. "But seriously though, I've always found that quality quite endearing in dogs," she admits with a mischievous grin.

Fye's eyes widen slightly at your offer, her lips parting in surprise. "Are you sure?" she asks carefully, a hint of excitement and curiosity in her voice. "I mean... I don't want to rush into anything..." She pauses, considering her words. "...but if you really want to help me out..."

The playful teasing in her tone is unmistakable, but there's also a genuine desire beneath it. She looks at you expectantly, waiting for your response.

Fye's eyes go wide with lust and surprise as she takes in the sight of your impressive canine member growing stiff between your legs. She can't help but let out a soft moan, her body reacting to the primal desire awakened within her. "Mmm... alright," she murmurs huskily, her hands moving to stroke your new furry appendage gently.

Her touch is light and teasing, but full of desire. "But be gentle with me, okay?"

Fye blushes deeply at your words, a mixture of embarrassment and arousal coursing through her. She hesitates for a moment before slowly moving to get into the doggy position on the couch, her tail wagging nervously between her legs. "Don't make fun of me," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of her rapid heartbeat.

Her cheeks are flushed as she exposes herself to you, revealing her tight and eager entrance.