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Chapter 5 by MidbossMan MidbossMan

Will I wear the doggone embarrassing dog costume for Ms. Doggett?

Yes, for the sake of missing dogs that may not exist!

Let it not be said that Katsumi Hojo abandons animals in need. While trying to ignore the pawing of the giant chocolate labs that were trying to pull me to the ground and play with / eat / hump me, I agreed to wear Ms. Doggett's ridiculous dog bikini... But only on the condition that she lock up her huge dogs in here. Puppies were one thing, but if this outfit really made other animals think of me as a dog, I didn't want these two to be anywhere near me...

"Of course, of course! Yes, please! It will just be you and me!"

I reminded her: and the potential dog thief, remember?

"... Yes! If there is one!"

My detective brain was itching to find out if that dog-napper really existed... and, for that matter, if those hypothetical dogs of hers even existed. After begrudgingly agreeing, I told her to leave me alone for a moment while I used the back-room to get changed. Seemingly, she agreed on that point, though I kept my face towards the door the entire time, half expecting her to peek in and watch me. To be honest... even once people knew I was a futanari, they didn't usually show all that much interest in me. I'm-- as I've said-- a small nerd with a fairly small penis and somewhat small breasts. There isn't a lot to draw the eye. All of this attention that Genkei and Ms. Doggett lavished on me was entire unfamiliar.

Are you wondering if it was arousing me?

Of course it wasn't...

So why was my dick getting hard!? It would be super obvious if I had an erection in this thin bikini fabric! Once I changed out of everything, leaving it piled inside that hamper for later retrieval, I fastened on the dog hood, connecting the little velcro strap beneath the chin. I put on the collar. I slipped on the big puppy paw gloves and boots, which I speculated were going to make investigative activities significantly more troublesome than having the full use of my digits. During all of that time, it didn't go down... it only got worse! By the time I'd slipped my breasts into the top, the thing was still standing at attention, begging for the touch of someone or something.

The fit of the bikini was a little tight on me, but I had to imagine that on one of the other detectives with a fuller figure, it would be downright criminal to walk outside in it. Of course, even on me, it was an appallingly lewd sight. The fabric up top was doing a poor job hiding the stiffening of the tips of my nipples, while the bikini down below... had it really been designed for futunari?! Even with my smaller than average size, my erection was stretching the bikini bottom out and threatening to poke out the top! It felt like my balls might slip out between the undercarriage strap! Th-There was just no way I could appear in public wearing this!

"Ms. Hojo? The dogs are whimpering... they miss their puppies!"

I didn't hear any whimpering dogs! All I heard was happy panting! I threw open the door and yelled for her to stop harassing me.

As soon as I did, I realized my mistake... The woman's eyes opened to full size for once as she stared at the obvious shape of my erection against the dog-themed bikini bottoms. "Oh my!" Ms. Doggett giggled. "You're a full-fledged ODD agent after-all, aren't you? Those actually fit you a bit better than the usual agent... Ordinarily they... Well, you can imagine." Her words caused me to glow red with shame, as I realized she was clearly comparing my size to that of the other On-Demand Dicks. "Oh, you don't have to be embarrassed! I meant what I said. Those look very cute on you. It's a shame about those glasses, though... They make cuter pairs, you know?"

I responded: yeah, what a shame! What a shame that I got to keep wearing one part of my dignified, human clothes instead of these ones that are trying to turn me into a futa play-toy and a dog at the same time!

"Oh, you're very cranky sometimes, Ms. Hojo," the store owner tittered, not seeming as though she was going to take me seriously any longer. Of course. I'd surrendered and dressed into this showy bikini to rescue dogs I was 99% sure didn't exist, based on the few clues I'd collected. "Why don't we go outside and get on the trail? It's probably beginning to go cold!"

I whimpered, crossing both hands across my lap to stop her from looking as I shuffled towards the back door. It was, indeed, unlocked. I pushed it open and stared into a sunlit alley with a rickety wooden fence on either side, thankfully unpopulated by any foot-traffic. It looked like there were buildings on either side, but they were establishments with very high windows that were probably more for light than looking out. Hopefully, nobody would see me out there... I wondered to myself whether that alley eventually led back out to the street. If she asked me to go that far, I'd definitely have to refuse.

"Your bottom is very cute too!" the woman told me, laughing as she ogled the back of the scandalous bikini she'd made me wear. I swapped my hands to cover that side as I walked... I just wanted this day to end!

What was waiting me in that foreboding alleyway?

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