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After you're done reading, feel free to join my brand-new Discord server, FeralFoundry!
https://nkolistvnsn.us/discord
The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this writing are fictitious. No identification with actual persons, animals or otherwise is intended or should be inferred.","writing":"[t]The Dog Days[/t]\nBy NkoliStvnsn\n\nChapter One: Homeward Bound\n\nWhy am I even writing this? Who on Earth, other than myself, is going to read this? I mean, if I get found out, I'm sure the police and judge will when they lock me up, but let's just say that's not what I'm aiming for.\n\nAnyways, I just want to get this out of my head and on paper or something. It's crazy that this even happened in the first place, and if I was to tell someone that my dog could straight-up speak, they'd lock me up in a mental hospital. I mean, it's true, but imagine if someone told you that. They'd think you're nuts!\n\nEven if someone did believe me, they'd still lock me up. I mean bestiality is still illegal, regardless if the dog is literally saying ``Please let me fuck you, Daniel'' in perfect English. That's really stupid, considering every anti-zoo's argument pivots on the fact that the average animal (you know, ones that don't speak) can't give consent. ``Ohh, you're still getting boned by your dog, even if it's asking for your consent''. Fucking armchair vigilantes.\n\nI guess I should start off by explaining how this all got started.\n\nA couple months ago, I decided to get a dog. This was around April, so it was the perfect time to get one considering spring is the perfect time to get into a habit of walking your four-legged friend. Being a single furry in the big city is kinda lonely, and I figured that a good-tempered dog wouldn't be that much to handle by myself and could sort of fill in the void in my gay heart. I took a couple days off from work to go down to the ASPCA to pick one out. I figured I'd be there for quite some time, so I was fully prepared to be there looking at dogs for a couple hours.\n\nTo my surprise, I was there for a total of 30 minutes. Turns out that Balto was just as ready to get home as I was. The shelter originally named him some weirdo name like ``Cookie'' or some shit, but he looked almost exactly like Balto and seemed to respond really well to it.\n\nWhen they brought him into the visiting room where I was waiting to see him for the first time, I was really surprised. He was acting like every dog normally acts, but as soon as he laid eyes on me, I could see his entire doglike demeanor almost lag like a bad COD lobby. It quickly came back, but for the entirety of the visit, it almost felt forced like he was putting on an act or something. I figured that since he was a shelter dog that he'd have some emotional baggage from his last family, so that would explain his strange behaviour.\n\nWhen I was filling out the paperwork, the receptionist even mentioned how she'd never seen him act like that before. Normally he was mildly leash-aggressive towards the shelter staff, but as soon as he was led back to his kennel after seeing me, he was the most happy-go-lucky dog they'd ever encountered. Even more strange, but I just chalked it up to him somehow knowing he'd be going to a new home that night. You know how dogs can just sense stuff like that.\n\nSo, as I was driving home with this strange dog in my back seat, I tried doing what every dog owner does with their dogs: strike up a faux conversation with it. You know the deal. ``Who's a good boy?'' ``Who wants to go for a walk?'' I was expecting Balto to sort of tilt his head or whatever, but what I wasn't expecting was for him to respond ``Nah, I'll pass''.\n\nWhen I say I was mere inches away from rear-ending a big rig, I really mean it. I had to stomp on the brakes (or what's left of them haha... yeah, shit car) just to avoid us becoming a weird pancake.\n\n``Yo, what the fuck?''\n\nI thought I was dreaming. I actually had to pinch myself.\n\n``Hello? I know I'm not talking to myself?''\n\n-------------\n\n``You can talk??'' Antonio cried out in surprise, scurrying to collect himself and continue driving. Balto had to think to himself for a minute before realizing what just happened.\n\n``Oh!'' the canine laughed. ``Yeah, no. I can talk. Totally forgot to tell you that.''\n\nAntonio still had so many questions, but despite this chose to stay quiet to reflect on what just happened.\n\n``So... what do you think?''\n\nAntonio looked in the rear-view mirror at Balto, still reeling from the revelation that his dog could talk. The dog looked back at him, eager curiosity in his eyes.\n\n``I... I don't really know what to make of this, to be honest.'' Antonio stammered. ``Is there anything else I should know about you?''\n\nBalto stopped for a second, the curiosity vanishing from his heterochromatic eyes. He then sighed, his ears drooping and said ``Well, I guess there's a lot, but let's get home before we clear the air.''\n\nThe canine, feeling mildly nervous, chose to lay down and think about how he was going to explain everything. Antonio, seeing his special four-legged friend, couldn't help but feel he was a little too harsh. `It's not everyday you have to explain that you can speak perfect English, despite being a dog...' he thought to himself. Despite this air of uncertainty that filled the car, the ride back to his apartment was mostly quiet.\n\nThe story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this writing are fictitious. No identification with actual persons, animals or otherwise is intended or should be inferred.\n\n","writing_bbcode_parsed":"The Dog Days
By NkoliStvnsn
Chapter One: Homeward Bound
Why am I even writing this? Who on Earth, other than myself, is going to read this? I mean, if I get found out, I'm sure the police and judge will when they lock me up, but let's just say that's not what I'm aiming for.
Anyways, I just want to get this out of my head and on paper or something. It's crazy that this even happened in the first place, and if I was to tell someone that my dog could straight-up speak, they'd lock me up in a mental hospital. I mean, it's true, but imagine if someone told you that. They'd think you're nuts!
Even if someone did believe me, they'd still lock me up. I mean bestiality is still illegal, regardless if the dog is literally saying ``Please let me fuck you, Daniel'' in perfect English. That's really stupid, considering every anti-zoo's argument pivots on the fact that the average animal (you know, ones that don't speak) can't give consent. ``Ohh, you're still getting boned by your dog, even if it's asking for your consent''. Fucking armchair vigilantes.
I guess I should start off by explaining how this all got started.
A couple months ago, I decided to get a dog. This was around April, so it was the perfect time to get one considering spring is the perfect time to get into a habit of walking your four-legged friend. Being a single furry in the big city is kinda lonely, and I figured that a good-tempered dog wouldn't be that much to handle by myself and could sort of fill in the void in my gay heart. I took a couple days off from work to go down to the ASPCA to pick one out. I figured I'd be there for quite some time, so I was fully prepared to be there looking at dogs for a couple hours.
To my surprise, I was there for a total of 30 minutes. Turns out that Balto was just as ready to get home as I was. The shelter originally named him some weirdo name like ``Cookie'' or some shit, but he looked almost exactly like Balto and seemed to respond really well to it.
When they brought him into the visiting room where I was waiting to see him for the first time, I was really surprised. He was acting like every dog normally acts, but as soon as he laid eyes on me, I could see his entire doglike demeanor almost lag like a bad COD lobby. It quickly came back, but for the entirety of the visit, it almost felt forced like he was putting on an act or something. I figured that since he was a shelter dog that he'd have some emotional baggage from his last family, so that would explain his strange behaviour.
When I was filling out the paperwork, the receptionist even mentioned how she'd never seen him act like that before. Normally he was mildly leash-aggressive towards the shelter staff, but as soon as he was led back to his kennel after seeing me, he was the most happy-go-lucky dog they'd ever encountered. Even more strange, but I just chalked it up to him somehow knowing he'd be going to a new home that night. You know how dogs can just sense stuff like that.
So, as I was driving home with this strange dog in my back seat, I tried doing what every dog owner does with their dogs: strike up a faux conversation with it. You know the deal. ``Who's a good boy?'' ``Who wants to go for a walk?'' I was expecting Balto to sort of tilt his head or whatever, but what I wasn't expecting was for him to respond ``Nah, I'll pass''.
When I say I was mere inches away from rear-ending a big rig, I really mean it. I had to stomp on the brakes (or what's left of them haha... yeah, shit car) just to avoid us becoming a weird pancake.
``Yo, what the fuck?''
I thought I was dreaming. I actually had to pinch myself.
``Hello? I know I'm not talking to myself?''
-------------
``You can talk??'' Antonio cried out in surprise, scurrying to collect himself and continue driving. Balto had to think to himself for a minute before realizing what just happened.
``Oh!'' the canine laughed. ``Yeah, no. I can talk. Totally forgot to tell you that.''
Antonio still had so many questions, but despite this chose to stay quiet to reflect on what just happened.
``So... what do you think?''
Antonio looked in the rear-view mirror at Balto, still reeling from the revelation that his dog could talk. The dog looked back at him, eager curiosity in his eyes.
``I... I don't really know what to make of this, to be honest.'' Antonio stammered. ``Is there anything else I should know about you?''
Balto stopped for a second, the curiosity vanishing from his heterochromatic eyes. He then sighed, his ears drooping and said ``Well, I guess there's a lot, but let's get home before we clear the air.''
The canine, feeling mildly nervous, chose to lay down and think about how he was going to explain everything. Antonio, seeing his special four-legged friend, couldn't help but feel he was a little too harsh. `It's not everyday you have to explain that you can speak perfect English, despite being a dog...' he thought to himself. Despite this air of uncertainty that filled the car, the ride back to his apartment was mostly quiet.
The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this writing are fictitious. No identification with actual persons, animals or otherwise is intended or should be inferred.
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