I can't believe it, but I'm going back to Ms. Doggett

With all of my strength, I tried to will some third puppy into existence, one representative of a better option than either fleeing through an unknown, populated building through a sneaky back door or crawling back to rescue my captor. Of course, no third puppy presented itself. As such, I was left with my hand out, accepting the paw of the first dog to approach: it was the one telling me to go save Ms. Doggett. Curses! The dogs were on Doggett's side all along-- all part of her master scheme! Granted, it was a little hard to think of it as her master scheme when she was half-stuck in a small hole in the fence.

"Ooooh? Oh!" the trapped trapper gasped, seeing me turn and approach her again with my shoulders slouched. I was as visibly displeased by my decision as she was pleased. The wolfish grin disappeared from her face, replaced by a gentle, appreciative smile; she was putting in at least the token effort to appear amiable, now that I had resolved to help her. "Thank you, Ms. Hojo, thank you! I knew you were the kind-- but professional-- sort, the kind that would make a great employee of the On-Demand Detectives!" When I frowned in response to that statement, she giggled and corrected herself. "A great employee anywhere, of course!"

I unhooked the puppy hood and used it to cover my groin while inspecting the situation from a few angles. Idly not expecting much empathy for my dashed dreams, I sighed, then told her I didn't actually want to be anyone's employee. What I really wanted to do was write mystery novels!

"... Do you think you're clever enough to write those?" Doggett questioned, turning her head slightly with a sympathetic smile. I suppose I shouldn't blame her-- after all, I had been duped into working at ODD, then talked into this dog costume for the sake of rescuing puppies-- and yet...

I turned to walk away from her, heedless of the exposure of my bare bottom. She'd wounded my pride too thoroughly just now! I wasn't going to submit to being sexually assaulted and insulted at the same time!

"W-Wait, Miss Hojo! That was just a little joke! I can tell you have a bright, creative mind, so please use it to help me out of this hole!" the pet-store owner pleaded, clasping her hands together pleadingly. She'd probably have bowed her head too, if that wouldn't have resulted in putting her face back into the mud.

Satisfied, I returned and began to plot the best way to rescue my tormentor. I had an idea... but I'd probably need both hands to achieve it. This was going to take more ingenuity than I thought... With a groan, I grabbed the velcro-strapped hood I'd taken off earlier, then attached it as best I could so that it circles my upper thigh and rested over my groin, keeping everything else bare and just barely hiding what I wanted to remain hidden.

"Bwehehe... That's so cute~" Miss Doggett giggled, unable to wipe the drool hanging down from her perverted smile.

Ignoring that for now, I bent my knees, then grabbed hold of the bottom section of the board. With a grunt, I began to wrench it upward, pulling it away from where the teeth of the broken section were digging into Doggett's sweater. It took a bit of effort... okay, a lot of effort. By the time she was all the way through the hole, I was barely watching, feeling my arms shake and clenching my eyes shut with exertion. If there was one duty I was less suited for than acting as a dog-costumed sex-toy, it was manual labor.

With my eyes closed, I had no way of noticing that Dogget was all the way through the hole. As such, I was totally surprised when her hands reached out and grabbed both of my legs; I howled in terror like I thought she was going to eat me, like she was a zombie in a movie and I was the rare, unfortunate nerdy girl whose statistically valuable nerdiness isn't enough to save me from a zombie attack.

"Will you come willingly?" her voice questioned in a brief, hushed voice. Her tone was smiling, yet menacing.

I hesitated to answer. That was a mistake! In the next moment, I felt her arms yank powerfully, then I fell backwards onto my ass in the mud. Before I knew what was happening, I was being dragged back through the hole towards her; thankfully, she'd widened it a bit with that chubby body of hers, so I didn't end up with splinters or anything like that. Soon enough, I was back through the other side, with my legs kicking too strongly to hold that stupid hood in place. It fell to the wayside as my purportedly cute penis betrayed me, shaking in the air, semi-hard, for the sinister Ms. Doggett.

"So cute! Cute cute cuuuute~!" Doggett cooed, now grabbing me up under the arms as I attempted to resist by holding my fingers onto the sides of the hole I'd just been pulled through. Annoyingly, the dogs I'd rescued began to bound through the hole, then licked my face while I was trapped. I tried to remember that they were just innocent little puppies, not accomplices who were having fun at my expense.

Finally, I wimped out; it was kind of painful holding onto those splintered boards like that and I couldn't reposition my hands easily. I allowed myself to be dragged into the surprisingly powerful older lady's arms. Where was all that strength when she'd needed to be pulled out of the fence?!

"Don't worry, Miss Hojo! I have something very nice planned for you... I think you're going to enjoy it~" she reassured me. I'd learned not to trust her by now, at least, but there was little I could do to stop her, whatever she had in mind.