Jen, being a bit slow right at the moment, then realized it was her dog, Mo. “Aw, Mo, what are you doing out here? You’re supposed to be in the back. Go on,” She waved her hand at the back door through the kitchen. Mo quickly trotted by her and out the large doggy door in the back door. Mo was a pure bread Alaskan Malamute. Only the best for Jennifer.
Suddenly she heard a voice fill the room. “Hello?... hello, your minute’s up.... helllo?....” Jennifer realized she must have accidentally put the phone down so it would be on speaker. “Damnit, the bitch hung upon me… That’s it! For your dare, you’ll have any form of sexually activity with any male dog you see, and will not stop ‘till either he or you climax. And for your transformation, you will become part dog… And the breed will be whatever the breed of the first dog you fucked. Ah ha ha ha ha ha ha… Why do I still have the phone on?” There was a click, which meant Kyle hung up the phone. Jennifer walked over and reset the phone so it would hang up while mouthing the word ‘Weirdo’
She hopped up the stairs, taking two at a time. This made her breast jiggle in that oh-so-good kind of way, even though they were in her bra. She made it to her room and began a search for the rest of her cloths. She eventually found her other sock, but was still having trouble in the top department. By now she had totally forgotten about Kyle’s call.
She allowed herself a little ‘rest’ from the search and walked over to the window for some air. She looked out past her house. As far as she could se there were trees, a state park. But these trees stopped about two hundred and fifty feet from her house and was replaced by her back yard, which was surrounded an old wooden fence that was starting to fall apart. Her gaze fell to her yard, a moderately nice one.
But, something drew her gaze to one side. In the corner was her dog, Mo. He was lying on his side, licking himself. Jennifer suddenly felt something.