Hunting Companion

You were excited when your friend invited you out hunting with him. You had heard so many stories about his time in the woods that you were eager to finally join him. You took his truck out to the forest and set up camp. As you sat, he brought out a bottle of something to pass the time with, handing it over to you. You began to sip from it and the world seemed to change, so suddenly vibrant and distracting that you didn't notice him avoid drinking from it.

The world seemed so silent as you looked out, unaware that your thoughts had vanished. The air seemed so fresh, almost as if your sense of smell had improved a thousand times, able to smell things you had never noticed before.

That's when you felt an itch suddenly start spreading all along your back, growing more intense as it spread across your body and down your arms. You started vehemently scratching before you felt a hand on your arm, your friend motioning to pull your shirt off. You threw it over your head, the cool air doing little to placate the itch when you felt his fingers begin grazing your back and starting to pull at your skin.

You had never felt more relief than when his fingers were scratching at your back, the touch sending shivers across your skin and soothing the itch.

"Good boy," he said, the words settling heavily in your head feeling so satisfying to hear. A sense of belonging welled up inside you, simply being with him combined with his hand on your back making you feel in place. The sense of being without your shirt began to fade from your mind as you sat beside him like a loyal pet.

The day ended without any action, so you stood off to the side staring vacantly as he packed up. You followed him back out of the forest, staying diligently by his side, feeling so good being obedient.

"Up" He said once you reached his truck. You tried to pull yourself up into the bed, only to find something hindering your legs. You attempted several more times as your friend laughed from behind you, watching as your pants had fallen wrapping around your knees.

"Let me help you with that boy" He said, pulling the garment off of you.

You were finally able to pull yourself up, your body free and unbounded. You sat naked, your new fur blowing in the breeze as he drove you home, feeling as free as you had ever felt in your life devoted to your best friend in the whole world.