“So he’s my plan Alex, you take off your clothes and pretend to be a pet. With your looks that reward is as good as ours!”
“No way Phil! That plan is crazy! What if they find out my real identity and I end up stuck as one of those pets for life??”
Phil pulled out his laptop “I can make a fake ID and enter you under a fake name, you know I’m good with computers. I’ll just pose as your owner and all you’ll have to do is strip and look pretty. You don’t even need to say anything!”
“Don’t forget walk around on all fours with a leash, that was the last update to the law to strip a pet of it’s humanity even further! Plus you’re assuming I’m even OK with being naked and paraded around like some flashy toy in front of hundreds of people. You just want me to be the pet to satisfy your little kink. You’re always trying to “show me off” and this show just gives you an excuse to take it to a creepy ass level. Ya know what, I’m beginning to rethink our relationship itself.”
Phil realized he was asking a lot of Alex, and he did really care about more than just his partner’s good looks.
“Look I’m sorry, I fucked up and I wanted to make it right but you’re right, this plan is too risky. I didn’t mean to make you think I only care about your body. It’s just that I’m reminded every time I look at you that I’m the luckiest man on earth to be with a guy a cool as you.” The two kissed.
“Jeez I hate when you get all sappy Phil.”
Alex looked at the flyer for the show that Phil had left on the counter. “Fine... let’s go ahead with your plan, but you better not fuck up! I kind of like wearing pants.”