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Yokai took off his safety equipment the moment he clocked out, freeing his brown ears and muzzle from their confines. His supervisor practically begged that he keep everything on until he left the main floor, but the shit was so tight on his head. He could only stand to wear it when OSHA had him and his supervisor by the balls.

After running his fingers through the fur on his head and face, he left the shop. As much as he liked what he did, he was still glad to be out of there. Eight hours trapped in the shop with only an hour to see the sun while he took his lunch would drive any man up a wall. His escape was stopped, though, when his ear perked up to his name: “Yokai," the voice called, “Wait up!"

Yokai scoffed. His exit was delayed and he knew the ass that did it. The puny white wolf with that pitched voice was his supervisor. There was no telling what he was about to get on his ass about. Even so, Luke was his boss. He had to put up with it and, sometimes, even listen. He thought about pushing through with his escape and pretending he didn't hear that crackling voice, but he knew his ears gave him away.

He turned to look down at the white wolf. He was only tall enough for his head to reach Yokai's broad chest and just a fraction as wide. His size reminded Yokai of a pencil that had been sharpened too many times. It was sort of surprising this guy was in charge of a floor like his, full of burly men. But that's what a degree and some good old-fashioned ass-kissing will get you. Yokai crossed his arms before giving the wolf a dismissive “What?".

Yokai noticed that Luke's ears shoot up in surprise at the time he took. He wasn't sure what Luke had been expecting. Was he expecting confusion or anger? He wasn't going to get either of those. Yokai had already left the building and left his ability to care about the job on the floor. He wasn't sure how to read Luke's surprise, but he saw the reaction slowly turning into a mixture of disappointment and stress.

“Oh... I just...," he stammered, eyes darting to avoid Yokai's glare, “Well, I just wanted to let you know that you're doing a great job." Luke said, his voice quiet. He turned and walked away, normal except for his tail flat against his back. Yokai knew that was a crock. Most of the time, he wouldn't have bothered to figure out what the overseer really wanted, but that disappointment made Yokai curious. He had to know the real reason the super stopped him.

“Boss man," Yokai called out, raising his deep voice. It was enough to stop the skittish wolf. The earth-colored wolf walked up to the shorter white wolf and put a hand on his shoulder. He, forgetting his own strength, accidentally put enough weight on Luke that the canine stumbled and had to regain his balance. “You definitely wanted to talk to me about something else," Yokai said bluntly, stepping in front of Luke, “so just ask me."

This straight-shooting didn't seem to soothe Luke, who was just as nervous as he was moments ago. Still, Yokai's looming presence made it clear that he was going to make Luke ask whatever he had to ask. If he had to do some arm-twisting, he would.

Luke sighed and lowered his ears, resigned to deliver the question. “Fine, but you made me ask."

Yokai let out a huff, “Sure, whatever." The warning was weird, but the soft-spoken wolf demanding something only added to his interest in the question.

“Alright," Luke stammered, “you know how I own some land on the edge of town?"

This was news to Yokai, but he still nodded his head, blocking Luke's real estate plans from intruding on the question.

“Well, it's pretty normal to have people cross the property, so I don't pay attention to most individuals. But some things leave an impression, such as a naked brown wolf in the distance."

Yokai held back a smirk. He wasn't going to bother to deny it, but he wasn't going to just admit to it either. He thought it would be fun to have his supervisor guessing whether it was Yokai's naked body he saw or some other brown wolf. Besides, it wasn't like Luke directly accused him of being the brown wolf he saw.

“Oh, that's interesting," Yokai said with the same dismissive tone he used earlier. Not that he really had to think about it. So what if Luke found out Yokai sometimes liked to run in the woods naked? It's not like that violated OSHA, even if it would be easier to grab his balls if nothing was covering them.

“Yeah, it was. What makes it even more interesting is that I'm pretty sure you're the only wolf in these parts with a brown coat."

Yokai let out the smirk he was holding back. His coat was definitely not typical, especially in small towns like this. He knew he was caught, but why spoil the game so soon?

“Definitely would be a choice to drive so far just to run around naked, huh?" Yokai said, playing coy.

Luke stood quiet, his eyes considering. After a moment of what looked like some real thinking, the gaze turned to a strange determination, “let's cut to the chase, Yokai. It was you naked on my property." This didn't sound like an accusation. Luke just said what was obvious to him.

Yokai was surprised by this confident stance. Still, he leaned over his supervisor and looked down on him, reminding Luke of the significant size difference. “So? Are you going to do anything about it?" he asked, daring him to make some threat. Luke leaned back in response, but it didn't stop him from answering.

Luke didn't respond immediately. After a pregnant pause, he said, “Nothing."

Yokai cocked an eyebrow. Luke was still dancing around the reason he had called out to Yokai, “So, why did you bother to bring it up?"

Finally, Luke had the opportunity to ask his question: “Well, I was wondering if I could streak with you?"

Yokai could tell that it took a lot of courage for Luke to ask it, but he couldn't help but laugh, loud and hardy, at the question. The idea of this tiny wolf with a stick so far up his ass that it might as well have been his backbone wanting to run naked in the woods with him was nothing short of hilarious.

Yokai would be the last to tell you that streaking was something any wolf shouldn't do, or really any anthro. It was always such a freeing experience to strip off the rags that never laid on your fur right, forcing it down and causing the ends to rub against your skin. Instead of forced constriction of clothes, the cool air would gently brush its comforting fingers all over you. But, Luke just wasn't the type of person to do something like that. He was constriction. He was the fur rubbing against your skin. He was the rags that you stripped off.

Despite the barbs that Yokai's laugh might have sent, Luke quietly chuckled. “You're right, it is laughable," the supervisor explained, almost reading Yokai's mind, “but that's why I want to do it. I've been told I need to try something daring. And I thought streaking might fit that bill."

Yokai's laughs died out a bit. He still found the idea goofy but only heard sincerity in his boss's voice. If he was joking, he had a damn good poker face. It might have been the sincerity on his face, the courage of his boss, or just that Yokai wouldn't mind an excuse to go out to the woods again, but he was leaning towards indulging Luke. He was still curious about one thing.

“Let me ask you something," Yokai commanded.

“Sure."

“Why ask me? Better yet, why ask anyone?"

Luke thought about it for a moment before saying: “I don't think I could do it if it was just me. And I ask you because it felt like if I could ask anyone without being judged, it would be you."

Yokai liked that answer. Not only did it make him feel good about himself to be seen that way, but it wasn't wrong either. He really didn't give a shit about what other people wanted to do or were interested in.

“Alright," Yokai started, checking his phone for the time, “meet me at the entrance to the Whisker Woods at about 9 tonight."

He saw Luke start to tremble from the nerves. He didn't wait for a response before he turned and completed his escape.

********

Yokai was sitting in his beat-up truck, parked like you'd expect a truck driver to in the parking lot of Whisper Woods. His green eyes were locked on the newer sedan that he knew belonged to Luke. He wondered if Luke was staring back at his tan truck, knowing it belonged to him. It was a fun game of chicken, each waiting for the other to get out. Luke was probably waiting out of anxiety. Yokai was waiting to test Luke's vigor. Would the smaller wolf get out of his car and approach, or would he puss out and drive off? The edges of Yokai's mouth curved upward when he saw the sedan's door open and his boss's white head pop out.

The bigger wolf opened his truck door in turn and stepped out. He had changed into a skintight wife beater, revealing much of his furry, muscular chest and the lower parts of his tight stomach. He did go to the gym occasionally, but his body was built more with his working life and side projects than any focused effort. It wasn't anything that he would have said out loud, but he was proud of how he looked.

When he walked up to Luke, he noticed he was wearing the same thing he wore to work: a light blue button-down shirt and khakis. The stick was still firmly up his ass.

Yokai hadn't planned on saying anything to his boss before they got to the forest, but the clothes were ridiculous. It was like putting on a heavy coat in the middle of summer.

“I hope you're alright with those getting dirty," Yokai said, his tone was like a dad calling his son a bonehead.

Luke stared at him like a deer in headlights, “what do you mean?.

“Where are you going to put them when you take them off, wise guy?"

Luke's eyes went wide. He definitely didn't think that far ahead. “Uh, it's fine. I'll hang them up on a branch or something."

Yokai huffed before turning away and walking toward the forest. It wasn't his job to make sure his boss dressed right for getting undressed. Luke would just have to deal with whatever happened because of his outfit.

The lot was abandoned like it always was. Once night fell, no one had any real reason to be out at these woods. He had sometimes seen a few teenage anthros doing whatever teenagers do these days. But he didn't pay them any mind, and they never even noticed him. As long as they didn't bother him, he couldn't give a shit what they did.

Luke stumbled a bit on the walk into the woods. He asked, “How are you supposed to see?"

“The stars are all you need. Just let your eyes adjust."

That answer was followed by less stumbling on Luke's part, and the two of them continued walking down the dirt path. There were some noises. A rustle here, an owl hooting there. Yokai counted himself lucky that not every sound made Luke jump, just some of them.

Once they were deep into the woods, Yokai started to take off his wife beater. Luke looked at him like he wanted to say something but shook his head and started to unbutton his button-down. Yokai had gotten pretty good at getting undressed, so his clothes were tossed on the ground by the time Luke's shirt was being pulled off. As he waited for the slow canine to take the rest of his clothes off, he leaned back against the tree he had put his clothes by. He was careful to make sure his ass didn't touch the tree, though. He didn't know what it was, but he could deal with feeling tree bark against every part of himself except his ass.

He did have to lean for longer than he expected. Luke was taking his sweet time taking off his pants.

“Sometime today," he groaned.

Luke turned to look at Yokai before noticing he was already naked and quickly looked away. This modest reaction made Yokai chuckle as Luke finished taking off his pants and briefs. He turned and faced Yokai, making it a point to keep his gaze forward. Yokai didn't care to fake modesty and let his eyes look his boss up and down. It was what Yokai expected; his boss was pretty lean. Wolves can't get super lean because of how their muscles develop. Still, Luke was probably as skinny as a wolf can get without starving themselves.

He let his eyes go a bit further south before smirking. He didn't really put much stock into that, but it still gave him a little boost to see the difference.

Luke was still keeping his eyes fixed forward. Yokai wasn't sure how well his eyes had adjusted, so he didn't know how visible his peek and smirk were. If Luke noticed, he didn't say anything about it, just asking, “So, are we good to go?"

Yokai looked around for a moment to get an idea of where their clothes were. True to his word, Luke had hung his over a branch. It wouldn't be hard to find them later. Yokai nodded and started walking deeper into the woods. Luke walked behind him.

The two of them were silent for a while. The only sounds were their paw pads on the dirt trail and the noises of the night. Yokai soaked it in, enjoying himself without worrying about his trainee in streaking shenanigans. He had almost forgotten about his nudist wannabe when he piped up, disrupting the midnight air.

“So, what exactly is the point of this?"

“The hell you mean? You asked to do this," Yokai rumbled.

“Like, is there a goal here?" the smaller wolf rephrased, more timid than he was a moment ago.

Yokai let out a grunt. He didn't much appreciate being questioned by his boss about why he did this. He didn't invite Luke to give him a better understanding of his life outside of work or to try to pass along the “top 10 reasons to walk naked in the woods" YipFeed article. He invited him because the guy seemed to want to try it out. Now, here he was, trying to get some “point" of it. That was something he would have to find for himself.

The bulky wolf stopped. His follower ran into him and muttered an apology that Yokai ignored. He turned to face his boss, about to lay into him. That's when he saw his hands. At some point, Luke had started covering himself.

“The fuck you doing that for? You know no one is around to see."

Luke looked down in embarrassment but didn't offer an answer.

“Stop covering yourself," Yokai commanded, to no avail. Luke didn't move or say anything.

“You know," Yokai started, reaching down and grabbing the wrists of his co-walker, who jumped at the touch, “you might get it better if you just," Yokai yanked the hands away from the area, once again revealing his boss in full, “let yourself be free for a moment."

“I'm sorry," Luke said, “my hands just ended up there."

Yokai let out a long sigh. He then had an idea. He lifted the still-grasped hands and placed them behind his boss's head. The white wolf looked at him with confusion glistening in his eyes.

“Keep your hands like that. Don't let them go beneath your neck."

“So, I'm supposed to walk naked like an anime protagonist?"

“The fuck is an anime?"

“Never mind."

There was a brief silence before Yokai broke it. “You wanted to walk naked, and covering your dick isn't doing that. If that's what your hands do, then you gotta make sure they don't do that."

Luke nodded slowly, but Yokai had a feeling he still didn't like the idea. To be honest, it did look a little weird. His hips jutted forward when he raised his arms like that. If he walked that way, it would look like the rest of his body was following his sheath.

Yokai sighed, knowing what he had to do. He mirrored the goofy stance and turned around to start walking like he had told Luke to. When he was sure that the white wolf was walking too, he slowed down until he was walking side by side with Luke. The two of them continued their nude stroll with the silly posture. Luke was still tense, but some of it was melting away.

Despite his “guest", Yokai still enjoyed the walk. He loved the fingers of the night breeze and the way they caressed his vulnerable body. He loved listening to the noises of the non-anthros running and hiding in the inky darkness and the faint shadows. He loved not worrying about how he's seen or being constrained by what everyone calls public decency. He often wished that he had been a non-anthro, and this was the closest he would get to that.

Yokai hoped that Luke felt the way he did, though it wouldn't matter if he did or didn't. Even so, the shared silence made him think that maybe Luke got it.

The two walked for a while. Yokai never kept track of the time, not like he had anything to help him with that besides the stars and the moon, but they walked for long enough that both of them had lowered their arms to begin walking normally. Luke had stopped trying to cover himself and just moved silently alongside Yokai. At some point, Yokai decided that Luke got what he wanted—possibly even needed—out of the experience.

“I think it's about time we started walking back," Yokai said. He saw the shadow of Luke's slender muzzle move up and down, and the two turned to start the trek back.

********

Yokai's heart sped up a little when he saw the branch that he was sure Luke had left his polo on. The only shred of clothing was the leaves that the tree already had a claim on. He ran ahead of Luke to where his clothes would have been lying. They were gone, too.

“Uh, boss man, the clothes are gone," Yokai said, more nervous for the white ball of anxiety that had to be trained to not cover himself.

The smaller wolf went into what Yokai could only describe as a frenzy. His paced speech was replaced with a frantic fast-talking that reminded Yokai of some of his nieces and nephews.

“Are you sure this is the right place? Where could they have gone? What are we gonna do?" all escaped his muzzle in a single breath. If it wasn't so dramatic, it would have been impressive.

Yokai had a gut feeling about what happened, “those teens probably made off with our clothes."

That was clearly not an answer Luke liked because he only started to talk faster. It was starting to reach a point that Yokai couldn't even understand his boss, though he did hear him drop “shithead motherfuckers". It was not something he thought his boss would have said, but he also didn't expect to be naked in the woods with his boss either.

“Well, just gonna have to walk to our cars like nature intended," Yokai said with no sign of worry.

This shocked Luke enough to make him talk at a normal speed again. “Are you crazy?" he half whispered, “there'll be nowhere to hide until we get to our cars."

“You got a better idea?" Yokai asked with frustration at the edge of his voice. He yanked a leaf off a nearby tree and shoved it into Luke's hands, “here."

“How am I supposed to cover myself with a leaf?" Luke asked indignantly.

“It's big enough," Yokai retorted. He watched as the white wolf's face turned crimson red before turning around and marching towards the lot where their cars were parked. Again, he had taken the lead with the more timid wolf following.

When they had reached the edge of the woods, Yokai hadn't even stopped to look around. He glanced a bit, but he was sure there wouldn't be anyone. Though Luke might blame him for what happened next, Yokai was confident he wouldn't have seen it anyway.

A light shone on the two nudists. Luke shrieked, but Yokai only lifted his hand to his eyes.

“Well, look what we have here," said a voice coming from the source of the light. It was followed by a gruff chuckle.

“You a cop?" Yokai asked.

“Y-yeah! You have to tell us if you're a cop!" Luke said.

“What the hell? Boss man, You are about as dumb as-" Yokai turned to look at his boss for the first time since they saw their clothes were missing. He saw that his boss was holding the leaf over his crotch. “What the hell are you doing with that leaf?"

“You told me to cover myself with it," Luke answered.

“That didn't mean actually use it! You have a whole ass tail!" The large wolf said, disgruntled.

There was a chuckle of disbelief as the voice said, “Ladies, you can argue in the car. And to answer your question: I'm a ranger. Now, I doubt you have weapons on you, so I'm just going to ask you to follow me to my car."

Yokai contemplated running towards his truck and taking off. He changed his mind, though, when he looked at his boss and saw how nervous he looked. There was no way this stressed pipsqueak would have gotten away even if he did run. He would have felt guilty if he had left Luke to deal with a cop with nothing but a leaf covering him. Besides, the ranger definitely took down their license numbers if he's been there long enough.

Much like their walk through the woods, the walk to the ranger's car was mainly silent, except for Luke asking one question: “Did you really mean what you said about the leaf?" Yokai only looked at him and gave him a goofy smile.

It was just as weird sitting naked next to his mostly naked boss in the back of a ranger's car. But even so, he still needed to be comfortable. After the ranger started driving, he spread his legs wide to let the boys breathe.

He looked at his boss and said, “so which section was this in the OSHA handbook?"