Arriving at the Dog Park

Soon enough, you’re wishing that encounter with the clueless woman was the only one you had to suffer through. As you continue to crawl after the blonde teen leading you by the neck, you pass several other people coming the other way down the street. None of them seem to find anything strange about your nakedness, or the fact that you’re awkwardly shuffling on hands and knees behind Sofia.

Most just walk past without saying a thing, the brief looks they give you making you even more aware of just how much of your bare skin is on display for them to gawp at. Worse still, are those who pause and make their own admiring comments about what a lovely dog you are, Sofia always agreeing that you’re ever so cute or handsome with her usual bubbly excitement. You don’t even dare flinch away when they reach out to pat your head and scratch behind your ears, all too wary of the remote in your teenage mistress’ pocket.

The sense of utter hopelessness is difficult to fight. You can’t help but fear that you’re going to be treated like this by everyone you ever meet. Any words you try to speak are dismissed as the unwanted barking of a disobedient pet, while these crazy people just touch and fondle you without the slightest hesitation. If one person could just understand you...if you could speak even one sentence at least and tell someone what was happening, you’re sure you could escape this nightmare and get back somewhere the world actually makes sense.

Then Sofia turns a corner at the end of the street, and as you follow you find yourself crawling along beside a long fence, as oddly built as everything else in this weird place. It’s made of polished round poles that you suppose must be bamboo hugging each other tightly enough you can only just make out green grass in the gaps between them. Just ahead of you is an open entrance leading inside, framed by a rather elaborate wooden gate. You feel a cold tension in your stomach as Sofia leads you towards that ominous entranceway, but just the memory of those awful shocks is enough to keep you crawling after her all the same. She might have hesitated to use the remote earlier, but you’re still just too afraid of how painful that was to risk it.

Through the entrance, you find yourself staring at a large, open field covered in grass, with a few large trees scattered here and there shading the ground. Your eyes bulge with shock as you see people, quite a lot of them. Some are fully clothed, walking upright or standing together in small groups. You can see a family not unlike the Millers, eating a picnic just across the path, and a pair of athletic young men throwing a frisbee to and fro between them. It could...should have been so normal.

But there are other people here, men and women who are just as naked as you. They’re on all fours, crawling around over the grass. Some do it easily, scrambling about on hands and knees like there were born to it with speed and sureness you can hardly believe. Others are much less certain, shuffling around in an awkward way you find very familiar by now. As you stare with your mouth hanging open, you notice that unlike you, these others are wearing strange mittens over both hands and feet, like long, fuzzy socks shaped into paws. Some have knee and elbow pads as well. With your skin scraped raw by the walk here, you can’t help but suddenly wish the Millers had been that generous to you.

Your wide eyes find a naked brunette girl, her long hair tied back into a ribboned ponytail. She’s chasing eagerly after a tennis ball, her large breasts quivering as she paws at it with her gloved hands, clearly not able to find any purchase. She bends over to grab it in her mouth instead, not even seeming to care how that puts her naked ass in the air. Then you spot a young man crouching on the path, mittens folded at the wrist in front of him as he holds his tongue out. He’s panting like a hound, and staring with huge, longing eyes up at a fully clothed woman sitting on the bench beside him. His legs are spread wide, and you blush furiously as you notice his cock is stiff between them.

This...is impossible. You must be dreaming. There’s no way anywhere in the world is this insane. If it had just been one family, one street crazy enough to see you as a dog, you almost might have believed it. But this...an entire park filled with pets just like you. Naked men and women scrambling about like animals, barking, panting and playing without shame or hesitation. This can’t be real...can it?

“Here we are, Maxie!” Sofia squeals in delight, her excited gaze darting over the scene laid out in front of you. “The Dog Park! This is my absolute favorite place in town, and I just know you’re going to love it too! Come on!” She pulls firmly on your leash, not even seeming to realize in her excitement how the collar digs into your throat. You’re pretty sure you don’t want to get any closer to this madness, but now you don’t have a choice. Gasping for breath, you crawl after her out onto the grass. All you can hope for is that you wake up from this nightmare soon.