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Best of Show

By

Norm DePloom

 

irl stood waiting for her turn; her muscles trembled with nervous energy as her owner's hand moved soothingly over her stomach, inspecting one last time to assure that all was ready for her moment of glory.  When her owner signaled, Girl assumed the display position; wrists together behind her back, elbows held sharply, painfully back thrusting her breasts forward.  Girl was filled with pride, she was proud of her owner/trainer for the rigorous sessions that taught her to hold the position without the aid of wrist or elbow straps.  The moment rapidly approaching, Girl's owner quickly checked every aspect of her stance, then gave her a re-assuring pat before using a piece of ice to coax her excitement hardened nipples to stand just a little taller and her areola to crinkle just a little tighter.  As the previous contestant was moved by her trainer out of the center of the arena, to stand in line with the others, Girl's owner released the vacuum and removed the tiny bell jar that had been gently encouraging Girl's clitoris to its maximum engorged glory.  Lastly her owner inspected the tassels clipped to Girl's lower lips to insure they were properly positioned, and all was ready.

 

When the judge signaled, Girl's owner took up her leash and ran along beside her as he led her into the arena then in a circle around the judging pit; proudly displaying her for all to see.  Each trotting step around the arena stimulated Girl's sensitive clitoris.  Her breasts swayed and the tassels hanging between her legs danced as she moved.  Occasionally one of them would bounce high enough to gently flick at her clitoris.  After making a complete circuit in front of the appreciative crowd, Girl's owner brought her to a stop in front of the judge where Girl held her position with muscle fatiguing perfection.  The judge walked slowly around Girl, stopping to place a hand firmly on her buttock then move the hand down the back of her thigh, squeezing gently to check her muscle tone.  Walking back around to Girl's front the judge thoroughly examined her breasts and nipples to confirm that no surgical procedures had been used to enhance their appearance.  At her owner's hand signal Girl moved flawlessly from the basic display position to the second position, and held it with perfection while the judge continued inspecting her.  Another hand signal and Girl moved to the third position, then finally to the fourth position where the judge used the tassels to open her.  The judge examined Girl's most intimate parts in a most intimate manner then nodded to Girl's owner.  When her owner signaled Girl returned to the display position then, with her owner leading her with the leash, walked twenty paces away from the judge where her owner turned her and walked her twenty paces back to her starting point.  The judge gave Girl's owner a final node and Girl's owner walked her over to stand with the other contestants and their owner/trainers.  Stepping up on the small platform, Girl stood perfectly still in the display position while two other contestants were judged.  A quick pat on her behind and a caress of her thigh assured Girl that, no matter what the judge decided, her owner was proud of her performance.

 

After the last contestant had been examined and had joined the others on her low platform the judge walked up and down the line looking at them all for one final time before turning to the judging stand and making an entry in the official Judge's Log.  Then the judge turned and with deliberate, nerve-racking slowness picked up the "Best of Show" trophy before calling Girl's owner's name as the winner.  Holding the trophy in one hand, and Girl's leash in the other, Girl's owner walked her twice around the arena, displaying her once more for all to see, before placing her on the higher winners pedestal.  Girl stood on the pedestal, holding her position with perfection, while her owner accepted the congratulations of the other owner/trainers, the show's organizers and members of the audience.  Many of the owners, trainers and organizers, after receiving permission from Girl's owner, examined her more closely, using their hands to feel the smooth skin and firm muscles of a champion.  Only her owner's rigorous training methods, insistence on perfection and attention to even the smallest details had allowed them to win this coveted trophy.  Girl basked in the reflected admiration being showered on her owner, happy to be living in a world where everything was as it should be, and knew that her real reward would come later.