Chapter 01: In Which We Meet the Man

Norville ‘Shaggy’ Rogers had been coming here off and on for a few years now.

Recently he had started cumming here as well. But we will get to that later.

The ‘here’ in question was the Bareskinne Cummune. Shaggy learned to cook at the commune. He learned about women. To a point he learned more about a world the rest of the world took pride in rejecting. But Shaggy would come to appreciate them for more than the fact they made the hippy legends of the sixties seem tame. Do not be misled. He enjoyed the free love as much as the next person. But the food and festive camaraderie was what really brought him back so often.

The fact that that his home life was only slightly less weird than a daytime soap opera helped with that too. However, what really helped was his encountering a dog there. A big dog. Probably bigger than some mopeds. And Scooby Doo had quite possibly the weirdest skill set of any dog known to the entirety of the Earth. He could talk. The fact he was good at disguises and acting was also strange.

The talking dog and the traumatized teen. With them we will start our story.

And we will start it as dinner is ending.

It was then that one of the camp leaders stood up. He was known as Lost Moon and he was one of the more respected people there. Rumor had it he had made an absurd amount of money in Silicon Valley before deciding one day that enough was enough. Now he presided over the social affairs here. often he was the bringer of good news and often spoke at the beginning of the meal. Sharing joys that could be talked throughout the meal. So it was somewhat odd that he stood now.

Many wondered what he was going to say now.

Well, many except for one teen and his dog. They were touched by the fact that Lost Moon cared enough to share the time of their leaving. Touched, but sad also that they might bring down the night for some.

“Evening all. As always the food was great, filling our souls as it opened our minds. I hope are all ready to embrace each other with the passions of our lives.” Moon paused and took a quick look around. From the groping and nibbling going on, it looks like many had already started. “Sadly this will be the last night for one among our staff. Shaggy is moving east to pursue a future newly ordained for him. A path unknown, yet often solved. We ask that you do not pressure him for details I doubt the fates have given him. Shaggy, just know we wish you well. The man who could come up with four hundred and twenty different brownie recipes can easily face anything.”

“Like, thanks.”

They all cheered. Very rare indeed was the at the tables who did not like his cooking.

A few minutes later Shaggy was cleaning up. He had been changed too washing duty for his last night. The commune leaders figured it was best for him to enjoy at least one meal he did not have to cook.

As he was washing the dishes he felt an obviously female body rub herself against him. Shaggy turned.

It was Mindy. Here clothes were skimpy. And now they were almost see through as she rubbed against his soaked front. Even the most out of it person could see what she wanted. Her voice was hot and sultry. It promised everything he could possibly want. “Come see me in my cabin before you leave.”

Shaggy finished. He expected he would enjoy his last night. He was surprised that his enjoyment would offer herself so freely. Even in a place as free loving as this place. Sex was his second most favorite dessert.

Briefly he checked on Scooby.

Scooby was on child duty tonight. The children all liked him. Apparently having a conversation with a dog that could actually talk back really pleased them. “Shaggy! I thought you planned to…” Scooby let the sentence trail off. What he wanted to say was not age appropriate. The dog settled for “I thought you had plans for tonight?”

“I wanted to check in.”

“Don’t worry. I’ll be fine. When I am done here I will collect the scrap book they promised us and meet up with you at the van.”

“Like, okay Scooby.”

“You run off now. Enjoy yourself.”

The smirk in the dog’s voice would recognizable to anybody over the age of fourteen.

Shaggy nodded. He and his dog knew each other too well.

They also knew they would meet up at the van in the morning well rested.

It was time. Shaggy started for Mindy’s cabin. If it was to his last night here, he intended to enjoy it. A quick turn and he started towards the cabin area. It was not too far from where he had parked his van, so it would be a quick departure in the morning.

He was just passing a group of trees when Lori reached out and grabbed his hand. She pulled him back and rubbed her breasts against his back. Then she whispered in his ear. “Come with me. I want to give you a special send off.”

“Oh, hi Lori…” Shaggy started…

Shaggy has a choice. He can go with Lori for his special send off, or he can continue on to Mindy’s cabin. Sex is assured there. He chooses…

Mindy’s Cabin… <go to chapter 02>

Lori’s special send off…. <go to chapter 03>