Up a tree

"N-nice doggies. Good puppies." Dylan whispered as she tried to back away slowly, holding the pool toy close to her as the dogs slowly came towards her, growling softly. Dylan looked down at the squeaky toy by her foot before looking back up at the dogs, an idea forming in her head. "Do you wanna play? Is that it?"

Dylan used her toes to pick up the squeaky toy before grabbing it with a hand, squeaking the bone a few times. She then tossed the bone across the yard, saying, "Go get it!"

The pitbull let out a soft woof as it bounded after the toy, grabbing it in it's jaws as in continuously squeaked the rubber bone before laying down and chewing on it playfully.

The Rottweiler, however, didn't take its eyes off Dylan as it continued to growl softly. Wait... It wasn't staring at Dylan. The naked agent followed the dog's gaze to see that the Rottweiler was actually staring at...

Oh no.

"S-sorry, boy." Dylan whispered as she clung tighter to the pool floatie and backed away slowly, "This is mine. Well, it's not actually mine, but I really, really, REALLY need it right now. So, if you could just go lay down, I'll just - "

The Rottweiler let out a loud bark as it bounded forward. For a normally dressed Dylan, this wouldn't be a problem as she could take on a dog and send it packing. But for a Dylan that was butt naked except for a pool toy...

Dylan let out a small "EEP" as she turn and ran, her plump butt jiggling as she held the floatie tightly against her. Looking around, Dylan saw a tree in the yard and immediately ran towards it. Coming to the trunk, the naked agent placed the floatie around her arm as she shimmied up the tree, the rough bark rubbing against her naked skin.

Dylan stopped at a branch and clung to it, hiding in the leaves. Looking down, she saw the Rottweiler at the base of the tree, jumping and barking loudly as the mangy mongrel had her trapped.

"Man's best friend, my butt!" Dylan snapped softly at the barking dog.

Just then one of the lights in the house turned on, obviously the owner having awoken from all the barking. Dylan inched herself further into the leaves of the branch, but as she did so, she noticed that the dog had stopped barking. Looking back down, she gasped in horror as she saw the pool floatie fall to the ground, after slipping off her arm.

The instant it hit the ground, the Rottweiler scooped it up in it's jaws, puncturing and deflating the pool toy as it carried it away. Dylan let out a whine at the lost of her only covering when the backdoor of the house opened up, revealing an old woman in a pink bathrobe.

"What is it, Princess?" The old woman asked, "Was it that pesky raccoon again?"

As both dogs bounded towards their owner, the old woman gasped at what the Rottweiler was carrying in her mouth. "Oh, Princess. Not another one of the Peterson's pool toys! Why can't you be more like Sweetie and leave their stuff alone?"

And with that, the old woman brought the two dogs inside, unaware that she was leaving a now VERY naked Dylan up in her tree.