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Game 2 Outline |
To be more precise, an Alsatian. Or rather, how an Alsatian would look if it stood on two legs. And had swallowed a beach ball, you note as your eyes travel down the curve of his prominent belly. Hey! you snap to yourself, That's cruel. You're in the same situation here, you know!
You pause at the edge and watch him with interest. The canine seems very nervous, hesitating at the coping. He's clad in a pair of very stretched bathing trunks, his pale brown bulk spilling out around the waistband like coffee-flavored ice cream on top of a sugar cone. He stands self-consciously, a blush creeping up his round cheeks. He looks over and sees you watching. The blush accelerates, and he looks down. Several other people point rudely at him. A few children, and a couple of adults, laugh at the sight.
Totally unnerved, the poor guy turns and lumbers hastily back toward the changing rooms, his tail down between his ample legs.
Written by Lupine (edited by wanderer)