Maria Rambeau (callsignphoton) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2009-09-07 05:22:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2009-06-14 |
Perks and dangers of being a dog
Who: Ben and Tanya
Where: The rough streets of Scarlet Oak
When: About 10:30PM
This kind of stuff always happened. A nightly walk with his cousin through the park in dog form sounded like a great idea, even if it might rain and Ben could have ended up with his fur all messed up. It still would have been better than this.
This whole marking the territory thing was a pain in the ass and yet in dog form Benjamin couldn't help it. Well, not that he wanted to mount an actual female dog or anything, but the quarrels with the males were there all the same. And this time, his endless bickering came into play as well. That tree was his, dammit. And it didn't matter how long he would have to stay there trying to convince the other, unknown and possibly real dog of this, he would. Even Will had tried to dissuade him. However, truth be told, it wasn't until Ben noticed two things that he made a run for it. First, the dog was fucking huge compared to him. And second, it was a Doberman.
Ben did make a run for it, the thing was that the Doberman came after. He didn't even know where Will was anymore, and he didn't know where he was; all he knew was that it might be a good course of action to shift into human form as he bent a corner. He thought he might lose the Doberman this way.
So, Ben let go of any inhibitions and turned into a very naked, human male. And kept running until he was too tired to run for a while - he was a hockey player, not a sprinter, after all. When he stopped, panting heavily as he leaned against a wall, Ben was thankful that he was, apparently, all alone in the night. Better this way.
Unfortunately for Ben, he was not alone in the night. Tanya, however, thought she was. Tommy was home with her dad, hopefully asleep at this time of night, and she's gone out for a walk. The night was still damp, but it wasn't raining, the breeze was cool, and it helped clear her mind. She wore a pair of jeans, a white tank top, and a green track jacket to fight against some of the rainy chill. Her mind was distracted by quite a few things... that was until turned the corner and was confronted by a man leaning against the building. A naked man. With his gingerbread hanging out for everyone - okay, only her - to see.
A perfectly reasonable, offended woman would have begun shrieking, or screaming. Tanya could only lift her hands to cover her mouth, her eyes wide as she tore her gaze from that to the guy's face. And then she started laughing, the sound muffled by her hands. What the fuck? She would have asked aloud, but she knew she wouldn't get the words out coherently enough for him to understand.
Even though she hadn't made a sound, and Ben was very thankful to the strange woman for that, Ben still felt her near and turned abruptly, dangly bits a-dangling and all. Still in a bit of a shock, only exacerbated by the realization that he was, in fact, not alone in the night, Ben looked at her wide eyed and fearfully said, "It's fucking huge!" before panting some more. Which reminded him that he hadn't played sports in a little while and that was not good for him in the least. If he got out of this alive - though chances were he would; his pride not so much - he would pull Will into a match of some sort tomorrow.
Her laughter turned into a choking sound and quite honestly? Tanya felt like she might fall over, she was laughing so hard she could hardly breathe. She took a step back, lowered her hands to her stomach and inhaled deeply to try and get something out. Her eyes glanced down briefly before she met his wide eyed gaze. "Well... I guess... I mean, it seems to be the right size for a man of your build." Her hands lifted to her hot cheeks as she shook her head and tried so very, very hard to keep her eyes on his face. "What are you doing? Besides trying your hardest to get arrested for very indecent exposure?"
Ben would have felt self-conscious by the woman's laughter if it hadn't been for her glances and what he took as a compliment. Bringing a hand to his chest, Ben smiled. "Awww, thank you!" Leave it to him to be amused at a time like this. And not to bother covering up. "Well..." He took a breath before continuing. "I was being chased by a Doberman." There. That would explain it. Some of it, at least.
Tanya nearly gave in to just covering her eyes with her hands. She was still fighting back laughter, and it didn't help when he didn't seem at all humiliated or self concious about standing there bare ass naked in front of her. "Okay," Tanya began slowly, her hands still pressed against the sides of her face. Focus, Tanya. "Doberman... fucking huge Doberman apparently. I got that... but uh... the naked part?" That was really the important part of this whole scenario. She couldn't even begin to think of a situation that included a naked guy, a Doberman and running through the darkened streets of Scarlet Oak. She unzipped her jacket quickly and began to shrug out of it with the intent to hand it over so he could cover that up.
It probably had been foolish of Ben to think she would let that part go. Who could let it go when it was kind of almost staring you in the face? Though her reaction was still amusing to him. "Oh. Um... I'm a dog." He said as he nodded, smiling. Ben noticed the woman taking her own jacket off, and tilted his head. "Am I making you nervous?" Why, oh why could he not help but play with the situation like it was nothing? A naked nothing, even.
"Not a Doberman, I'm guessing," she said dryly. Her ex-husband was a werewolf, so she didn't flinch much at all when he said he was a dog. She took it as him admitting he was a were, since these days, why wouldn't you? And hey, it explained the naked. "No, you're not making me nervous," Tanya said. "I've seen cocks before. I just thought maybe you would want to..." She motioned toward his waist, "cover up. But if you feel comfortable enough like that..." She slipped her jacket back on with a smile.
Ben looked down somberly, shaking his head. "Nope. Not even close." But he wasn't going to tell her exactly what kind of dog he was. That would just make her laugh enough that the sound of her laughter would make his cock shrivel up. Or something.
"Oh, good. You have no idea the amount of grown women who still giggle at the sight like virgin school girls." He looked down and then up at her again. "And not because of the size either; merely because it's a naked dude." That warranted explanation. "Wouldn't want you to get cold either, right?" Although right about now Ben would like to cover up. He started looking around at the backyards in sight, searching at least for some shorts or something.
"I am okay like this, but you're right. I can't be arrested for this. My career would go down the drain. And it's not like I absolutely love it, but it could be much worse." Too bad he wasn't a cat, otherwise his eyesight might not be shit at night.
"It's unavoidable. Girls giggle like virgins at the sight of a penis, and boys gawk like brainless morons at the sight of breasts." Tanya tugged the jacket off again before stepping forward and offering it out to him. It was a decent night, and even if she was a bit chilly, she had a feeling it was worse for him. "You can just tie this around your waist until you can get somewhere with actual clothes. And then..." She waved her free hand dismissively. "I don't know, burn it or something."
Pointing his index finger at her, Ben nodded, resigned. "That's true. Although some of us have mastered the art of gawking incognito. Honestly if you ask me I think it's just plain rude to gawk like a hungry animal at some meat." He made a face of disgust. Ben hadn't been expecting her to offer up her jacket again, but this time he took it. "I was going to go steal some boxers to the neighbors, but thanks." Wrapping the jacket around him quickly, he suddenly felt like the embarrassment was finally setting in. Ben scratched the back of his head, sighing. "Thanks. It's a lovely jacket, I could sent it to the dry cleaner's like five times and then send it back to you if you wanted!"
Tanya wondered how he planned to steal anything from his neighbors, but she figured it was best not to ask. "Uhm, it's really not a big deal," she said, pulling her lip between her teeth to stifle another bout of laughter. He looked ridiculous. But she really tried hard not to stare. "I don't live too far from here," she told him, clearing her throat to get rid of the giggles. "Do you need a ride home? I promise I didn't see any Doberman between here and there."
Jumping fences of people who let their laundry out at night, and praying to Gods he didn't know existed, most likely. But now that Ben had her super amazing jacket he didn't need to do that anymore. At least he was well aware just how ridiculous he looked. Scratching his neck, Ben let out a dragged out "God..." before saying anything to her suggestion. "You didn't because he was after me from the park all the way here the whole time." Ben smiled. He wasn't one to really feel ashamed at any situation. "Sure, I'd appreciate it." Though it irked even him to sit his bare butt on a stranger's car seat. But it was better than the alternative. Of course he could just transform back into the pomeranian, but he didn't see that well at night and the dog might still be around...Lurking...Waiting.
She eyed him, glancing down at her jacket tied around his bare ass, before she motioned for him to follow her. Thank god her father only lived a few blocks away. It was going to be hard walking beside this guy without bursting into laughter. "You wear that better than I do," Tanya said finally, holding back the snort. Maybe she'd run inside and steal some clothes from her dad to give him. Or at least a towel to cover up properly. "So what did you do to this Doberman to piss him off?"
Things didn't feel so peachy for Ben, either. One could only take so much ridicule in the span of ten minutes. Being naked was fun, just not for this long, and not here. He looked down at the jacket when the woman mentioned he wore it better than she did, and smirked. "Yeah I have a way with garments. They all fit me like gloves." With a sigh, Ben looked around, taking in just how good the breeze felt against his bare...everything. He needed to do this more often, only in his own backyard. "Well it was a bit of a pissing contest. Literally." Ben smirked at her.
"Did you win?" Tanya asked, determined not to check out her own jacket wrapped around the bare ass of some stranger. The guy was a shifter - a dog - but it reminded her of Scott. She could just see him getting into a pissing contest with someone. Literally. The thought was more amusing than it should have been.
Instead of answering Ben glanced down at himself and then up at the woman again, wearing a 'whaddaya think?' expression. "Obviously not. It's bigger and more violent than I am, I couldn't outrun it - or its teeth - for long." Hopefully she wouldn't ask exactly what type of dog he was. If he answered that question Ben doubted she could hold back laughter for much longer.
"So you're smaller and more docile than a Doberman," Tanya said, not exactly coming out and asking what kind of dog he was. She was sort of hoping he would just supply the information voluntarily. "Well, either way, I'm glad he didn't take a chunk out of you. Can't imagine it feels very secure having your bits dangling temptingly all over the place. For the dog," she clarified.
Even though he wasn't exactly committing to an answer, Ben still sort of nodded, though it seemed more like he was twirling his head around indecisively. "Well, not exactly more docile, I got a temper since I've been turned. But yeah physically? He could've had me in ten seconds."
And of course her mention of his bits dangling temptily made Ben snicker and look away, still smiling. "I know it looks like a terrible idea to turn back into my human form with no clothes in sight, but I think human me against a Doberman has more chances than pom...uh, dog me."
"Pom?" Tanya's brows drew together in confusion when she heard the slip up. Glancing at him, she realized he meant the type of dog he was, but he'd corrected himself. Pom? "You mean, Pomeranian?" It took her a second to realize he was a Pomeranian. Tanya had to bite the inside of her cheek hard to keep from laughing. For some reason, she imagined all male weres to be big, ferocious dogs. Not cute, little furry ones.
Ben froze upon realizing that she had picked up on his little slip-up, and then sighed. "Fuck." Really, it was true that things could always get worse. Such as humiliation. He was already wearing a woman's jacket around his hips, and now said woman knew the kind of tiny, scrawny dog he was. "Well..." He scratched the back of his neck without looking at her. "Yeah."
Tanya smiled, though she held back the threatening laugh. She wouldn't expect a guy like this to be a small yappy dog, but hell, weres could be surprising every now and then. And Pomeranians were adorable as hell that she wanted to cuddle this guy already. "That's nice," she said instead before shifting her gaze to the scenery ahead of them. "That's where I'm staying." She pointed at her father's house. "Give me a couple seconds to go in and grab the keys to the car, and I'll drive you home."
Yes, of course it was nice. Ben snickered and nodded, still not looking at her. Usually even his embarrassing situations somehow paid off in the end, especially with a woman, but it didn't seem likely tonight. This was a bad night all around.
When she pointed, Ben looked up, nodding. "Nice place." Not that he really had an opinion formed, but it was obviously the socially accepted thing to say. "Alright." He said, looking around to check for a spot where he could stay and not be noticed by most neighbors.
Tanya hurried in, grabbed her keys, and came back out. Thankfully Tommy was sleeping, so there was no chance he'd see the half naked man in mommy's jacket standing outside. "Ready," she announced, wishing she could stifle the almost permanent grin on her face as she spotted him. In her other hand was a man's robe - her father's, but he had plenty so she didn't feel bad about taking them. "Here, this might cover you up a bit better."
Ben had never been so happy to see someone. Well...He'd been very and clearly happy to see people before, just not in these circumstances. "Oh, thank God." He breathed when the woman whose name he still didn't know showed up. He couldn't be more thankful to her if he tried when she handed him the robe, which he wore immediately. Only then, he was left with a jacket he couldn't wear and she wouldn't want to. But, and because he'd had enough of being naked in public for tonight, Ben simply folded the jacket over his arm and let the woman lead him to the car, smiling thankfully all the while.