“You mean he’s..... licking his.....?”
“I’m afraid so”, said the impostor, turning his grin into a look of what could easily be seen as genuine disgust to the unknowing eye, lifting his head up from the level of the dog house to look Mikayla in the eye.
“I’m so sorry we had to walk in on him doing..... THAT”, he said with a tone of regret in his voice. Mikayla, however, didn’t seem to mind.
“It’s okay! He’s just playing. He doesn’t know any better, he’s just a dog.” A wave of relief swept over Jared. It was a small victory, to be sure, but at this point in time he was ready and willing to accept any steps ahead he could get.
“Hey, we have some time before we go out, is it okay if I play with him for a bit? I just love dogs.” Before the impostor could say “no”, Jared had already poked his head out of the dog house and began panting happily, his tail wagging. Molly’s smiles, kneeling down and given Jared a pleasantly clear look at her hanging cleavage.
“Hey, there, boy! What’s your name?”
“It..... His name is Shaggy”, the impostor said through slightly gritted teeth, clearly annoyed that his plans to further mess and have fun with Jared had gone off track. Jared would have been happy about this and would have begun bragging to him through barks that only the two of them could understand, but at the moment something else was grabbing his attention.
Mikayla walked forward, her sneakers clapping against the ground softly, and she took Jared’s fuzzy head in her soft hands, right under his chin. Mikayla was wearing very little make up, if any, and yet she still looked positively stunning to Jared. Her facial features were like that of a sandy-skinned angel with an emerald beacon of hair draping so slightly over her sea-blue right eye. If Jared were to turn his attention even slightly downward, he’d be greeted with two other aspects of Mikayla’s physical appearance that made her someone worth showing an interest it. Two big, soft, squishy aspects.
Jared began to pant, overcome with joyous emotion, even if all he was doing was being touched on the face by Mikayla. It had been too long since he had had a truly positive experience with another person, and this more than made up for it.
Suddenly, Mikayla wrapped her around the back of Jared’s head, began hugging him gently, his face pressing into her neck, She laughed, rubbing his nape. “You’re so cute, Shaggy”, she murmured joyously, bringing a newfound sense of bliss and wonderment to the boy-turned-sheepdog’s current existence. Gone, even if temporarily, were the thoughts of being neutered, for right now all that mattered to Jared was Mikayla, her hugs, and her..... boobs?
Jared noticed that, by being pressed up so close to her at this angle, he was dangerously close to her breasts.. so much so that, if he stick his tongue out, he could run it across them. A perverted if not natural fantasy he had been having about her and her tits since he had first seen her running without a bra on under her shirt in gym. Something he had had wet dreams about, even. Did he dare take this opportunity to make it a reality?