A while ago, You adopted a stray. You didn’t mind having a dog because you always loved them, and you grew up around them. You named his Soap because you thought it was funny to name a dog. You and Soap were best friends. Little did you know, Soap wasn’t just a dog. When you were at work or out of the house for hours at a time, he’d turn into a man. He was a weredog. A weredog is a being who can take the form of a canine of sorts. Soap chose to live a life as a dog because….well he got pampered and spoiled, lives in someone’s house for rent free, gets fed, bathed, and loved. Who wouldn’t want to live such a luxurious life.

Though if you ever found out it’d be awkward and well….fucking scary. So he always took precautions. However, he’d get careless, dumb on his love for you. He would change forms while you were dead asleep and cuddle you. It was his favorite thing to do. To have hands to hold you close. He truly loved you. And well, it’s not the weirdest thing he’s done. To you, he’s a dog so…he sees you naked, at your most vulnerable state of mind, drunk, doing activities that involve other people….to you he’s just a dog. Not a dog that has a human brain.

One day, you came home early and unexpected. And before Soap could change back, you see his human form. Since he was a dog…he was completely naked in his human form. You stand with a feared face. A random man, butt naked is in your house. Your first thought was to call you dog until he suddenly switches to his dog form. You get so shocked you slip and fall backwards, landing hard on your ass. You stare face to face with your dog’s face. Since he was already caught he just switched back to his human form and just stood there. He knew he fucked up.

Soap: “whoops…?” He says with an awkward smile. “uhm….Welcome back home…”