You awake. Your first thought it Ben's scent filling your nostrils. He must be near. The second thought is
you smell bacon and eggs. You roll over and open your eyes. He's not in bed. He's human and he's sitting on
the hotel balcony eating breakfast at the little table on the balcony. You lick your lips, and move to get
out of bed. You're on the floor naked on all fours. Damn, why are you still a werewolf?
"Here, boy, come and get your breakfast!" Ben calls setting a dog bowl on the floor filled with eggs, bacon &
sausage.
You trot over with your tail wagging eagerly. You bury your muzzle in the hot delicious foot. You lap up
some water from the other dog bowl on the floor. You've eaten most of the food, when your new situation with
Ben causes you to stop and look up with your puppy dog eyes asking him what happened.
"Oh, puppy confused? Don't be. I woke up, and slowly painfully changed back into a man. You know it hurts
shrink jawbone back into your face. You were still asleep and you are such a handsome specimen of wolfdom.
Uh, anyway, I dressed went down to the gift shop and got you a special silver collar. It's guaranteed to keep
you from changing as long as you wear it. Isn't that great?"
You guess? You shrug. Ben has to have your best interests at heart, right? You don't relish the idea of
having your muzzle crushed back into your face with extreme pain. You lower your head and finish your food.
You hear Ben's knife and fork doing the same.
"You're my best friend, boy," Ben tells you between bites of food, "And we'll have so much fun together. And a
few times each month, I'll change into a werewolf too, and then we can have more of that hot animal sex like
we did last night."
You have licked your bowl clean, but Ben's still eating. You notice the open laptop sitting on the footstool
in the room and trot over to have a look at the screen. You stare at the odd jumble of doodles, but as you
concentrate you recognize them as words. Displayed are the results of Ben's last Google search.
They read:
"How to train your cock hound"
"Obedience training for the do-it-yourselfer"
"Pleasure Island Animal Training & Obedience Schools"
"Pleasure Island Dog Groomers"
"Is it better to fix or not to fix your animal?"
"Cages, kennels and controlling your dog"
"Obedience training to change your wild werewolf into your domesticated pet"
"Silicone prosthetic balls for your dog or the smooth look?"
"So now you have a dog: Time to visit the vet, get shots, get license, get paper trained, get..."
That's all that you can see on the screen. It's an enlarged font that's scrolled down slightly so you cannot
see the search criteria. You are confused. While you are staring at the computer screen, you feel a tug on
your collar.
CLICK
Ben has just snapped a leash to your collar.
"Okay, boy, it's time to go...."