Mitch looks at Dale and Dale stares back at his friend. The pack silent for what seems hours as the canines simply stare at each other. Then a drop few drops of water fall upon the group as it starts to rain. Not sure which starts it first or even if both males begin at once Stacy watches as Dale and Mitch both start laughing.
“What?” Asks Stacy tail lowering and tucking a bit.
“Just never…” Mitch starts to say before he is laughing too hard to finish.
Dale tries to finish the thought but has to visibly calm himself even as his sides shake in silently mirth. “We have never known you to ever mess up with a potion.”
The rain beginning to come down more rapidly the group starts to get wet. Yips and barks echoing about the campus as students and teachers make a dash for shelter from the starting down pour. But of course a few canines start playing and frisking in the wet instead of fleeing showing themselves to be water loving breeds.
“Huh?” Alan looking as if he only just awoken blinks and licks at his nose. “What?” The sudden watering down bringing the male back from his crazed need as his red tip is soon all that can be seen of his shaft.
“Should we dash over to the campus café?” Mitch asks the group while casting a side long glance at Alan who still looks confused.
Will this water wash the affects from us Dale wonders in sudden dread having taken a liking to his new looks. As he has always secretly admired the looks of this breed and to suddenly find himself as one he begins to think he might have a chance with the pretty bitch in his history class whom only dates males of her breed. “You’re coming too right?” The question directed towards Alan and his girl friend.
Stacy gives herself a quick shake sending bits of spray towards the others. “Well….” Her features carefully taking on a neutral look as she takes on a pondering posture seemly not bothered a bit by the rain.