Training My Wife To Be A Dog 2

By Melissa Miranti

Tia loved her first experience with the bitchsuit, and she loved the way that being a dog made her feel. No longer were her leg stumps too short for her body, in the bitchsuit she was perfectly proportioned. She needed more, and her husband was all too willing to help her regain her canine persona. Through their petplay, Mark will be able to train his wife to be a dog.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Melissa Miranti
• Release date: Apr 10, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463866047

Melissa Miranti

About the AuthorMelissa Miranti is a bisexual Brooklyn-based erotica writer. She has been writing erotica since she was younger than she’d like to admit, but began publishing in early 2016. She lives with her wife, who generously indulges her myriad fetishes. She hopes that you enjoy her stories, and by all means, do enjoy them thoroughly. You can even commission your own story!

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The Life Of A Dog 2

By Melissa Miranti

Tia tapped away at her computer, trying to concentrate on her work. For a small photoshop job, there was turning out to be quite a lot of typing. But that was the nature of the odd little side business Tia had set up recently. There were so many restaurants in the world with utterly awful menus to look at, and with a little technical know-how, Tia could easily put together menus for both takeout and sit down customers for any given restaurant that would attract the eye and make the mouth water. She just hadn’t counted on the names for some dishes at this Mediterranean fusion restaurant to be so long.

Urgh, why does moussaka have two freakin’ ‘s’s?! Can’t the Greeks have just invented their language to have easier spelling? I mean, how hard would that be? Tia groaned, not even wondering for one second why restaurant was spelled the way it was.

She kept writing, taking only a little time in between entries to make sure everything was typeset properly. It didn’t make much money, but that wasn’t the point. Her husband Mark made more than enough to ensure that Tia didn’t have to work, but Tia felt bad taking advantage of him like that. It was one thing to contribute at least a little something, if only to keep herself occupied. It was