Asleep in the doghouse, Jared woke when he heard the rusty creak of one of the hinges on the gate. He leapt onto his paws and poked out of the house only to see the impostor and a girl getting out of his car. He was so bugged by the fact the impostor was driving around in his car that he failed to recognize the girl. As the impostor and the girl walked from the carport to the lanai, Jared got a powerful whiff of an extremely floral perfume. At about the same time, the girl saw him standing like a big shaggy lump and took notice.
"Is this your dog?"
"Yes," the impostor said.
"She's so cute," she said in a shrill, excited tone.
The impostor chuckled. "A he, actually."
"Oh, silly me," she said.
"He's a fuzzy-wuzzy fellow isn't he?"
Now Jared recalled where he had seen the girl. She and a friend had been sun bathing on a blanket at the park the day that Shaggy tricked him into trading bodies.
"He needs a bath," the impostor lied. "Let's go inside."
The girl patted his head. "Oooh, I love giving my dog a bath," she said. "I could help you bathe him."
The impostor looked like he was considering her offer, but then shook his head. "I'm thirsty," he said. "You want a soda, Katie?"
"Yes, please," she said. Katie patted Jared on the head one more time and followed Jared to the house, but he told her to have a seat at the patio table while he got the drinks. He returned, handed her a bottle of soda, and sat at the table in the chair next to her.
"I'm so glad I decided to break the ice and speak to you," Katie said as she sipped the beverage. "I've been thinking of you since I saw you at the park with your friends."
"I'm glad, too," the impostor told her.
Jared watched and listened, more jealous by the second. Katie looked like a girl he would have considered out of his league, but here she was agreeing to come home with his second-rate impostor. Worse was still to come.
Over the course of the next half hour, Jared was forced to watch as the impostor, in general, proved a suaver, smoother operator than the real Jared, always perpetually tongue-tied around girls, could only hope to be. Jared felt like gagging at some of the lines the impostor tossed out, but Katie appeared to buy all of them.
Jared wished desperately for a way to get the fur out of his eyes when Katie, with a giggle, lifted her blouse and showed the impostor her bra-held breasts. The impostor kissed her, and she kissed him back, and one thing led to another.
For decency's sake, Jared knew he should have averted his stare, but neither Katie or the impostor paid him much mind. The moment when Katie lost the bra and freed her breasts elicited a low whimper from Jared, who felt his canine dick peek from its furry sheath.
The moans coming from the direction of the lanai overpowered Jared's own urgent whimpers and whines. Katie straddled the impostor, bouncing in his lap.