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Renee was painstakingly rushing down the long stretch of street leading from the school towards her home. Her costume was quite the sight and the reason she was making incredible distance. Outfitted with some floppy dog ears on top of her baseball cap, a pair of shorts across her mouth, a collar with leash trailing behind her, and on her bouncy rear-end a swishing dogtail clearly inserted within the young lady. Her wrists secured with duct tape behind her back with no ways to cover any of her degrading display. The cool wind beat down on her body surrounding it with shivers as her nipples began to puff upward.

She could see lights shining from behind her, as the car slowed down to match her gaining speed. Inside was a full truck of teenage boys from Oakvale cheering at Renee's exhibition. She felt every bounce and wiggle her assets were giving as they rolled down the windows, all of them having a phone or video camera pointed at her.

“Full moon out tonight baby! Owwww oww!”

“Someone's on the loose, where's your owner?”

“Look at that husky tail wiggling like no tomorrow!

“Want to sit on my lap little doggy?”

“Dude, look how hard her nips are! And she's dripping from the cootch!”

“Great streak at the game. Love the new fit! Do you need a ride to the mall?”

“Mandatory ten on the pubic shave and tuna Renee!”

Renee groaned loudly, breaking from a run into a sprint hoping to escape only for a nearby twig to get caught on her leash pulling her back. She had unfortunately, landed spread eagle as the boys let out several appreciative honks driving off. As she got back onto her feet snapping the twig free she saw the convenience store up ahead she let out a joyful mmph through her shorts. Knowing she didn't have much longer till she was home and usually the worker there was busy doing stocking to hopefully notice her run

As Blake sighed loudly throwing the trash into the dumpster he pulled a joint out from his pocket.

“What a fucking day.” He muttered, lighting it up as there weren't any customers surprisingly and he had just got the last of his tasks done. Taking a nice deep inhale before opening his eyes slowly. Coughing wildly at what he was seeing. It looked to be a girl, with dog ears, a leash around her neck, and nothing else. Her bulbous breasts kept bouncing into one another, and she had a little orange heart bush above her beef curtains. After finally being able to divert his eyes to the young woman's face and long flowing red hair Blake instantly recognized her.

It was Renee, a regular who he saw constantly. But with her body out in the open. He had prayed for days like this since hearing she had become the local streaker. But couldn't believe his eyes as she was running towards him. Renee's eyes popped wide open seeing Blake who she knew would leer at her butt whenever she bent over in the store. He let out a low and slow wolf whistle followed by a howl.

“Woof woof, nice suit you got on there toots.”

“Help me please, I just want to cover myself!” Renee tried to explain to him with mumbles through the cloth against her mouth. Turning around to show the duct tape on her wrists hoping Blake would set her free. Instead his focus went to her untanned derriere grabbing her plump cheeks clapping them together. Watching the tail wag wildly despite her want to be free of another captor.

“I like big mutts and I cannot lie! Damn is that tail a buttplug? You're into some kinky shit girl…let me just grab your leash and bring you inside.”

Refusing to be further humiliated, Renee grunted as she kicked behind her luckily hitting him in the nuts as he keeled over while she took off towards her home. As he watched her buttocks wobble off he took another hit from his joint and softly said "Dog's got some bite...Worth it…”