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Chapter 6

Are they?

Yes

Tory walked up the stairs as she looked around, desperately trying to find something to wear. She opened one door and discovered that it was a master bedroom. Making her way over to the closet, Tory opened the doors to reveal an entire wardrobe. She smiled. Things were finally -

"Is that you, Logan?"

Tory felt her smile disappear and her stomach drop. Looking over her shoulder, the young woman saw that there was a bathroom door in the room that was wide open. Something she completely missed before.

This wasn't good!

"Oh, so you wanna surprise me, huh?" The female voice said playfully, "Well, I got a surprise for you, you sexy stallion!"

Before Tory could even do or say anything, a chubby twenty-three year old Latina woman walked out of the bathroom, wet and wearing a pink bath towel. She had her eyes closed and a wide smile on her face as she undid the knot in her towel, letting it fall to the ground and exposing her nude form.

"Ta-D-" the woman began as she opened her eyes. Her eyes went wide as she saw the naked Tory, blushing profusely as she let out a horrified and embarrassed scream.

"Shh! Shh! Please!" Tory begged as the woman continued screaming, "Let me -"

"Who are you?! What are you doing in my house?!" The woman screeched, picking her towel back up and wrapping it around her wet, chubby body again. "And why are you naked?!"

"I can explain all this!" Tory said, "I just need you to -"

"Rocco! Napoleon! Killer! Duchess! Save Mommy!" The woman shrieked.

"Wait! You don't -" Tory began, only to hear the all too familiar quartet of growls from behind her. "Oh no..."


Tory screamed as she flew out the front door, a large stuffed shark that she had swiped from the bedroom plastered over her front as she ran from the four dogs a second time. She sprinted down the street as the canines stopped at the end of their yard and barked after her.

"And don't think I'm not calling the cops on you, you perverted freak!" The chubby woman screamed as she stepped out of her house... Her front door closing and locking on her towel. The woman sighed. At least she knew her gate and backdoor were unlocked.

Back with Tory, the humiliated young woman was blushing like crazy as she streaked down the street, the stuffed shark toy being her only cover as she desperately thought about what to do and where to go next...

Where does Tory go next?

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