Amy and Lina walked to the corner, and as Amy rounded the corner she bumped into a young man coming out of the
coffee house.
"Hey, watch where you're going, I almost spilled my coffee," Max complained, and then he stopped and looked at
the sparkling charm around Amy's neck, and reached for it. Instinctively, Amy stepped back.
"Where did you get that? Show me, please?" the young man begged with puppy eyes. His hands went up into the
begging position, and his tongue hung out. There was also the unmistakable bulge in his jeans to indicate an
erection.
"But he can't see us really? Can he?" Lina asked.
"I don't know. Let's get back to the store before we draw too much attention," Amy said pivoting and racing
back to the shop at double time.
The young man followed like a puppy after them.
The shop bell chimed, and the shopkeeper looked up, "Back already? You decided to accept my offer then!"
"No, not yet. We still want to sleep on it, but -"
There was a thud on the closed glass door. The young man was on his knees with his nose and tongue and fisted
hands up against the glass.
"Oh, my! Looks like a stray puppy followed you," the shopkeeper said reaching for the door, "Don't worry,
I'll find him a good home. I hadn't expected this, uh, how did he find you?"
"We bumped into each other as he was coming out of the coffee shop," Amy began, "And-"
"You touched. The incognito charm keeps you incognito to everyone's eyes accept those you touch. And those
you touch, it brings out their inner nature," the man said as he patted the young man's head, "Good boy, come
on in, and we'll get you a proper collar and leash. I know just the buyer for you, young pup."
"You're going to sell him?"
"Well, he's not like you. He'd be like this forever, and probably end up in a psych ward or else he'd follow
you around forever. And well," he snickered, "You're more of a cat person than a dog lover."
"I guess." She paused thoughtfully, "If we work for you, we're not going to always be turning people into
animals are we?"
"Oh, sometimes, you'll just sell them what they need. But some folks need to be owned. Like that living
dildo, and like this puppy. Believe me it's best for them. And you didn't object to the dildo did you?"
Lina pursed her lips as if about to speak, but deferred to Amy.