May comes

Lauren awoke to the sound of the door bell. She looked around the living room puzzled as she stretched her aching limbs. What had happened yesterday? Then it hit her. She was **** into playing a pet for May's old neighbour. The bell must have been May. It better be. As she saw Mr. Johnson go to the door, she raised her head to listen. She just hoped May would come to her rescue.

"Hi there, Mr. Johnson." came May's voice from outside the door.

Lauren breathed a sigh of relief. May didn't abandon her after all. It was a strange feeling having to be so reliant on her old rival. But she was well past beyond complaining. She would kiss the Devil himself if he could get her out of this situation and back into her place.

"Morning, May."

"How's my little puppy?"

"Lola is fine." answered Mr. Johnson. He peaked at Lauren curled up on the living room carpet, cocking her ears. "She has just woken up, in fact."

"I hope she was a good little girl."

"Oh, she was a good little girl." smiled the geezer. "She slept like a log after her bath."

"You bathed her? That... that's good to hear..." said May between gasps of laughter. "May I?"

"Sure, come on in."

As she entered the house, May seemed to be beaming confidence. Although she had seen Lauren a number of times yesterday, the sight of the 'sexiest woman in town' lying bare ass naked on the carpet filled her with a certain satisfaction. "Come, girlie." she motioned towards the bathroom. "Let's get you ready to leave."

Lauren got up and followed May. On all fours, of course. She was glad knowing, that would be her last time acting like a puppy.

Once they were both in the bathroom, May closed the door and started unbuckling Lauren's collar. "Had a great night, eh?" she asked with a grin, scratching Lauren's ear.

"Woof." barked Lauren agreeingly.

May immediately burst out laughing. "You... you can speak now..." she gasped.

Lauren's cheeks flushed at the realization of her still involuntarily acting like a dog. Then she realized her nudity and crossed her arms in front of her. It had only been a day and her mind was already used to acting like a puppy. That was a scary thought.

"Ooh, suddenly shy, are we? Heard you had a great bath last night." snickered May as she removed her collar.

"I... Never you mind that..." stammered Lauren, her cheeks turning even brighter. She didn't know how much Mr. Johnson told May but she dearly hoped not all of it. She desperately wanted to change the subject. And get dressed. "Did you bring me something to wear?"

"Aye." nodded May as she handed Lauren a white, folded shirt from her little handbag. "Then we can go and visit a locksmith I know. He'll have your front door unlocked in a jiffy."

Lauren took the piece of clothing, but upon seeing May had nothing else to give her, she burst out, "You had a whole day and you brought me just one T-shirt?"

"Yep. Don't worry, it is a big one. One of Danny's. Will cover up your tiny body just fine."

"I can't walk around in just a T-shirt!"

"Give it back, then." shrugged May, holding out her hand.

"No!" Lauren clutched the shirt to her chest defensively. "It... it will do..."

She had essentially agreed to prance around town in just a T-shirt, but upon unfolding it, her heart skipped a beat. It was a white T-shirt with a picture of herself on the front. It was from the time she and Danny were together. He was so happy he wanted to show the entire world who he was dating. He also made one with his face for her, but she threw that out long ago. Not that he was ugly or anything, but she deemed the entire idea silly. And she even forbade Danny from wearing his.

"I... I can't wear this."

"Why not? Is it not 'stylish' enough for the princess?" mocked her May.

"It has my face on it. It would draw more attention to me. Attention I NEED to avoid." explained Lauren. "Plus Mr. Johnson would recognise me if I left wearing this."

"Then what?" shrugged May.

"He... he would tell all my colleagues. The entire company would know that... that... They would all be laughing at me."

"Really?" grinned May. This was new information for her. "Then don't wear it. Wear something else entirely." she grinned.

"What?"

"This." sneered May, holding up the little collar with the bell, she had just removed from Lauren.

"You... you can't be serious."

"Look at the bright side. This is a problem for you and not me." she cackled. She deliberatley picked that particular T-shirt to humiliate Lauren further, but the collar would have served her goals just fine. If anything, she had nothing to lose. "You have one minute to decide before I leave you in the... capable hands of Mr. Johnson."

Lauren looked at the ridiculous T-shirt again. It was a good picture of her. No doubt, everyone in town would recognise her face. And the 'petite' girl who was wearing it. And even if they encountered nobody of importance, Mr. Johnson would still see her in it. He may have been old but he was no moron. He could put two and two together. Then she glanced at the little leather collar in May's hand. The collar that had been her only 'clothing' for the last day. As May was ever so slightly shaking it with a mocking sneer, the bell was making that distinct ringing sound. The sound that reminded her of yesterday's events. Even in this town of low moral standards, it would definitely draw much attention to her, but the chances of people recognising her would be closer to unlikely.

"Fifteen." said May. Lauren looked at her puzzled, until she continued, "Fourteen. Thirteen..."

Darn it, she had to decide. The shirt or the collar? Or... or could she possibly stay?