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WARNING: This story contains sexual content between men, this disclaimer is here to warn you that if you don't like the previously stated themes don't fucking read this story. You will be disappointed if you do, or mildly disgusted. But for those who do like the previously stated themes, you are in for a wild sex filled story based solely on sex and no gobboly guck.

Also i would like you to comment lightly on this story than my other story Vallings because this is the story i play around with when i get writers block on Vallings, and I'm going to get the next chapter of Vallings out soon. So just have fun with it, like i did writing it ;D. Enjoy

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"This can't be happening!" I was running down the street desperately trying to get enough air to take off and get away from the crowd of furs behind me, but I hadn't fully matured yet, I couldn't fly little more than glide, and I'm on the ground!

"Max! You little FAG! Get back here!" that was Chad, the quarter back of the football team, and had tormented me since I transferred over to public school from the Christian private school. He is a Ink black wolf with coppery brown eyes that pierce fear into me every time I look into them. As if his very eyes were the tip of the Spartan spear that the football team is named after.

Me, I am the only scaly in town. I am a red dragon, well mostly so, my scales haven't really been tended too very well and they have faded to a powdery red. My underbelly is a faded black, and my wings are the same color. And to top it all off, I have a filament over my scales that leaves a rainbow like sheen when the sun hits it that practically shouts gay. I should have horns, but instead I have little nubs were they should be on the top of my head. At this moment I am wearing a half torn white T and some jean shorts.

The entire football team in their red and white uniforms was running after me. This is usual for me, every day after school I have to walk by the football field on my way home, and ever since the fall season started I've had to deal with a daily beating from hormonally channeled homophobes. From past experience I have at least two more minutes before the fifty foot head start has been closed by Brian, the dark brown stallion and tackled to the ground and man handled until the rest of the team shows up.

"Come on, FLY!" I shouted desperately flapping my wings and only managing to stay air born for about three seconds before being forced back down by gravity. All I managed to do was cut my two minutes in half by the wind resistance so I folded in my wings and dashed for the gas station a block away from the football field.

I ran inside and jumped behind the counter and cowered under Jared, the cashier. Jared is a plump leopard that manages the station and has taken pity on me multiple times and let me hide hear until the football team rampage is over. Jared didn't even need to ask what I was doing, he knew the drill. I heard the front door bang open and heard the hooves of Brian clop into the station. He came up to the counter and asked Jared were I was and said I had run through the store and out the back way.

Brian didn't even tank him and just ran out the front and shouted to the others were I had gone and told them to circle around the alleyway out back. Mike and Mick the twin rabbits were out there by Chad, his yes boys, Vincent the reindeer was leaning on Noah the rhino who was breathing heavily, hands on his knees saying something to Nick the cheetah.

I waited till Jared told me it was ok and I thanked him and I went out the front and headed on my way home. I really didn't think they would chase me today because it was my birthday, but I guess not. They were going to give me a bruise fore every year from each of the people on the team, and I didn't want sixteen from all of them at once.

***

Later that knight I was at my home alone, in the grand dinning room by myself. My parents were loaded, but nobody knew that at school, if I was going to make any friends I wanted them to like me for who I am, not what I have. But I guess that didn't work because I don't have anyone. Your probably wondering why I'm alone on my birthday, well its simple, I asked for it.

My parents had a whole party set up, but I told them that all I wanted this year was a day by myself, because I wanted time to brood over my horrible life. After a long time of arguing with them I got them to agree to go on a cruise for a week and take the servants with them so I had the mansion to myself.

I decided yesterday to make myself a cake for myself, but ended up making several failed attempts at cupcakes and I had the only one that was moderately ok in front of me with a single lit candle on it. My mother told me back a long time ago that the wish a dragon makes on his sixteenth birthday will surly come true and because I am a man of superstition I was thinking of what I wanted to wish for.

I wanted something more from my life, I was going to wish for a friend or something cheesy like that, but I gave up and just looked at the candle and watched the wax slowly melt down and the candle dwindle smaller and smaller. I looked into the flame and let my mind wander, but all I could think about was the damn football team, they are so insufferable! They have tormented me from day one; Mick and Mike were the first by teasing me about my horns that were little to nothing. Then it was Brian calling me short. Then it was Noah and Nick beating me up behind the school. And then there was Chad. CHAD! That asshole! He has done more to me than the rest of them combined. Sworlies, nugies, whet willies, and more bruises than I could count.

I let out a breath that I didn't even notice I was holding and looked at my hand gripping the table so hard it was painful. That's when I knew what I wanted to wish for. I grabbed the muffing and looked into the flame like it was the eye of a mystical being.

"Ok," I said in a half crazed voice, "I know what I want. I want to be powerful, not just powerful, but extremely powerful. I want a power that could conquer those testosterone vadge sniffing fools a hundred times over!" and with that I took a deep breath and blew out the candle splattering some wax onto the silk table cloth and I through the muffing into the garbage without taking a bite and went upstairs to my room where I cried myself to sleep.

***

I woke up the next day on a damp pillow and a king sized bed and all I could think about was how bad my day will be. I looked over at the clock and it was five forty seven and I wasn't going back to sleep anytime soon, so I got up and went over to the bathroom and started the shower. I pulled off my boxers and let my small five inch cock and balls be exposed to the wind.

When I was starting to wash myself I started to think of Chad. He may be an asshole, but he is the hottest guy in school. I have seen him naked before, he likes to show off his outrageously large eleven inch cock against his eight pack in the showers to make all the other guys feel small. My cock was instantly erect.

I had the time, so I decided to paw off. In all of two minutes I was shooting my load and it was one of the best orgasms I had ever had. Every muscle in my body tensed and I had to put my paw on the side of the glass of the shower to prevent myself from falling. I had let loose about a tablespoon of cum, almost twice as much as I usually do, on the glass of the shower wall. I looked down at my still erect five inch cock, dripping cum on the shower floor. I had never came so hard before, and my cum was never that white and creamy, and that smell is every were.

I took one of the wash cloths and started to clean up the cum on the milky glass and rung it out and continued my shower. Once I got out I grabbed a towel and started to dry myself off starting with my head...and the towel caught! My horns had become a little sharper and a little longer, not much, but it was a start. I headed over to the mirror to look at my horns and to inspect their changes.

The horns had started to get a little darker from their ivory white and had gotten a little longer and their tips were sharper from before. I then felt a rush of cold air and flipped the switch by the mirror to turn on the heated floors and stared to dry my back and wings. I went to my chest and I felt a thunderbolt of pleasure rocket through me.

"What the hell was that!" once I regained my composure. I looked at my chest and nothing had changed...wait a minute. My black scales looked a little darker and my reds too. I started to marvel my new colors and started to feel all over my lithe body and then all of a sudden I felt that bolt of pleasure again.

"What is that! God!" I looked at myself in the mirror and started to feel around the spot I was touching when I felt that pleasure, around my breast...! Nipple! It was practically as good as stroking my cock, damn it felt so good to just brush up against them. I started to tweak them and it felt like someone was injecting pleasure straight into my nipples and through my body. I tugged and GOD!!! I fell to me knees in pleasure. I started to sweat and I used it to grease up my fingers and rub my nipples harder, tug them more fluidly, twist them with more difficulty, but much more pleasurable.

I fell on my back, immobilized by the sheer pleasure I was getting from my nipples, it was so different, so out of place...but I loved it! My cock was as hard as steel and was dripping pre all down its length, each bead like a separate tung going down my shaft. When did I get so sensitive! I was so worried that this was something bad, that something in me was wrong, but another explosion of pleasure wiped all those thoughts away and replaced them with a sea of euphoria.

I felt energy explode in each of my nipples and it was like an orgasm in my chest, every muscle in my body tensed and I let out a roar, and...Milk came out of them! Yes milk was definitely shooting out of my nipples, and some of it shot into my gaping maw. It was tangy, sweet, spicy, bitter...it was like nothing I had ever tasted and it made every taste bud on my tung dance with pleasure. The taste was so euphoric that it sent me over the edge, my cock exploded for the second time within ten minutes! It had never done that before, it usually takes me a whole day before I can inspire another erection, but two in the last fifteen minutes! It was amazing; the second was twice as amazing as the first. It sent another table spoon all over my chest, a little hitting my chin.

I laid on the heated floor for about ten minutes in my afterglow, it was...indescribable. Evidently I had never had an afterglow before because it was like a warm ball of heat was flowing through my body and each muscle ached with exhaustion of an extensive work out, and believe me I knew what that was like. I used to work out for hours with no results; it was a real self-esteem killer.

I decided after a while that I would have to get going soon if I was going to walk to school so I used my wash cloth to clean up the mess and went to get dressed. I usually wear black briefs, but my cock was so sensitive that the fabric was just too uncomfortable, well in a way. I grabbed a pair of black boxers instead and put on some jean shorts and a plane white T.

I grabbed my black and white back pack and a breakfast muffin to eat on the way. I left through the grand foyer and started the long walk to school. I usually meditate on my way to school, but all I could think of was my little escapade I had in the bathroom. It was so great that sex invaded every thought in my mind, and my shirt started to feel a little tight because it was constantly rubbing against my nipples. I seriously started thinking of going into a gas station along the way and paw off in one of the bathrooms, but I eventually won over my urges and continued my walk.

I pulled out my phone and saw that I only had ten minutes before class started.

"Shit! I'm not going to make it." I started to run and flap my wings to up my speed. That's when the best thing that ever happened in my life happened. I raised a couple of inches off the ground, but I didn't go back down! I was so surprised that I lost focus and hit the ground running again. I was so amazed; I just had to try again. This time I went up a couple of feet and then another foot and then another then another, until I was ten feet off the ground.

I started to gain altitude fast and I was soon hovering above the homes and stores and churches and every street in-between. I could even see the school a couple blocks away. I was so happy that I just shot towards the school. It was funny how flying worked, how to lean your body forward and just let your wings take you was like second nature and the wind on your scales, the feeling of energy in your wings, the weightlessness was all so great! This had to be the happiest day of my life! In less than two minutes I was on the roof of the school heading for the entrance for the airborne kids practically dancing my way through the threshold.

***

The day went on as usual with me dodging the football team in the halls to get to class, but I was constantly getting aroused. Hunching over to hide from people was usual behavior for me, but today it was for an entirely different reason. Shure my orgasms were amazing, but these erections were seriously getting on my nerves, and increasingly more pleasurable and teasing. I was in sixth hour when I couldn't take it anymore.

"Mr. Gerald?" I raised my hand, "I really, really need to go to the bathroom." I got a few giggles from the class due to my child like voice.

"You should have gone at lunch Max. Sit down and..." he looked at me with my hunched holding my stomach like I was having craps, "Max are you ok?"

"No..." I knew my next words would damage my reputation, but damn it, "I ate some bad food last night, we went out for sea food for my birthday and I think...ugh!" I grabbed my stomach, but it was really to hold in a moan from the pleasure my shirt was giving to my erect nipples.

"Ok Max," he said, "go to the bathroom and then to the office and go home, you shouldn't have come to school today if you felt sick."

"Thanks," I said as I got up with my hunched over position.

"And Max." I turned in the doorway, "The next time you feel sick just say so, you don't have to hid it with a remark that you need to go to the bathroom, and don't forget the pass." Mr. Gerald tossed me the wooden block that was the pass and I went to the bathroom, my tail tucked in-between my legs.

Once I got to the handicap stall I locked it and pulled down my pants and lifted up my shirt over my head and instantly started to play with my nipples. I let out a low moan as I felt the bolts of pleasure shoot through my chest. I was still a little worried about the milk that came out of them before, but I could worry about that later. Right now all I wanted was to shoot for that state of euphoria.

For about two minutes I played with my nipples and tugged them and squeezed them until my cock started to drip pre like a broken faucet. I let go of one of my nipples to wrap my hand around cock and I was surprised, it felt a little thicker than before. I must have been really hard to get thicker like this, but then I didn't care because it felt so good. I started to slowly stroke up and down, static pleasure tingling up and down my spine.

My other hand was twisting my nipple and pulling it letting my mind fly into rolling hills and waves of pleasure, and then it all came crashing down when I heard the door to the restroom swing open. I froze like a deer caught in the headlights. The feet of the person picking up and falling with a sound of confidence. Then I heard a cellphone flip open and the sound of keys being pushed and the sound of a zipper coming undone.

The person crossed the stall door to go to the farthest urinal from the entrance and I caught just one glimpse of him in the crack of the door. It was like a nightmare come true, it was Chad. I had to stifle a yelp, but a little squeak came out, luckily chads shoes squeaked on the floor at the same time and covered up my noise. I waited for him to settle and position himself in front of the urinal. Then he let out a relaxing sigh as I heard his piss fall against the porcelain of the urinal.

Damn this guy pees like Seabiscut it was torture every second I had to listen to him piss and text on his cell, but then he did something that terrified me. He sniffed the air, he took in deep breaths through his nose.

"Shit," I jumped at the sound of his voice, "what's that smell!" I took a few sniffs myself and noticed it was me! Damn that canine nose of his! My pre had practically saturated the air with its sent. Once Chad's piss tapered off I heard him go to the stall next to me. He closed it and then I heard his pants falling to the floor.

"Shit..." I heard him say again, then a moan of pleasure and the sound of wet flapping noises. Is he...pawing off? That's when I heard him hit his fist against the wall of his stall that was next to mine and I practically jumped out of my scales.

"No!" he said, "I'm no fag! Shit! Fuck!" the flapping sound became louder and faster and then I heard him discard his shirt and then his shoes, "Fuck its hot in hear, Shit that smell," then he let out a low growl. Then his bare foot paw started poking out from under the stall from his widening stance. Each of his toes were curling and uncurling in pleasure and I was slowly pushing myself farther and farther away from him and I did the biggest mistake in my life. My hand slipped and pushed down on the flush handle of the toilet.

The sound may as well have been a gun shot and I saw Chad's foot paw retract into his stall, "Who the fuck is their!" he shouted. Then I heard him get up and burst out of the stall and then he started banging his fist against the stall door, "You little gay fucker! You spying on me in the bathroom!" he shouted, "Shit!" he said and I heard that flapping sound again, was he still pawing off!

Then I heard a loud bang and the door bowed and retracted almost coming undone. Then the next one undid the door and it swung inward and Chad was standing there with his sixteen inch cock fully erect, knot swollen, and pre-soaked cock and jeans. His eyes bugged out when he saw me and then his eyes fell on my wet cock and then his grimace turned into anger and then he took slow steps towards me he legs shaking every step of the way.

"Max...I should have known," his breath labored and heavy, "you little...you little...that smell is..." he reached me and grabbed my trembling form by the shoulders and brought his face close to mine, "you smell...you smell..." he shook his head, but he only got closer to me then he wrapped his arms around me practically squeezing the life out of me, "Shit...fuck...fuck...fuck, fuck, Fuck, Fuck, FUCK!!!" He let out an earsplitting howl while his cock exploded and his seed got all over my chest and some of it hit my face. His orgasm lasted about a hole minute coating my entire chest with his jizz. I couldn't move I was frozen in fear and his iron grip held me in place. Chad fell to his knees, massaging my ass with his powerful hands. His cock was still dripping cum.

Then the weirdest thing happened, I felt his tung wrap its way around my cock and started to suckle it. His fingers slowly finding their way into my tight pucker. When his first digit went in my knees buckled and Chad held me up by the shear strength of his arms by gripping my ass.

He slowly went down and then his head started to shake with resistance until he started to pull off of my cock, "No," he growled, "I'm no FAG!" and with that he plunged down onto my cock sucking like it was his only air source at the bottom of the ocean. My vision blurred and my hips started to buck into Chad's mouth, face fucking him. If masturbating was amazing, then this was sinful bliss. My entire body had that burning sun feeling all over me, and it was building up in my throat, getting hotter and hotter. My mind was on fire with pleasure, I was so close and Chad wasn't letting up, he was getting better by the second, adjusting to my reactions to my ass and his menstruations.

I looked down to look at Chad and saw his head bobbing back and forth in rhythm with my thrusts, tears streaking his face. I started to wonder if he was crying from my cock starting up his gag reflex or if he was emotionally distressed, but then I realized I didn't care. He could cry all he wanted, and I wouldn't care, he deserves those tears. You can cry me a river Chad and I will never feel bad for you, not even once. I grabbed his cute doggy ears that were folded back and started to force my cock deeper into his maw and that's when the damns broke and I let out a roar of power.

That flaming sun in my throat burst out in beautiful flames. Fire scorched the sealing in a rainbow of colors. Reds, oranges, yellows, greens, blues, even violets blasted forth from my maw in a feral roar. Chad gulped and sucked down my cum so hard I felt my cock go in a bit deeper sending me into another orgasm. The fire turned the sealing black, but it never caught because it was a tile sealing, but still the shear force and power of the fire was euphoric in its own right.

I felt something hit my legs and I instantly knew Chad was cuming again. The fire in my throat died out with my orgasm and Chad fell back on his butt, his eyes wild with panic. I felt a little awkward for the guy, but most of all I felt fear. What was he going to do now, tell the principal that I scorched the sealing, that I raped him in the bathroom? The reaction I saw was something completely different than I would have thought.

"Max," he said tears running down his eyes, "I'm...I'm..." I waited for him to say 'I'm going to kill you!' I curled up in the corner in fear. Why would he suck me off like that? Chad is the straightest, most homophobic guy in school. The fact that he did this is completely out of character and so bazar that now, that my head was starting to clear from the euphoria, I had thousands of questions.

"I'm..." his voice cracked and he started to take deep breaths as he crawled towards me on his stomach, "I..." he slowly crawled towards me eyes constantly leaking, face contorted in an indecipherable grimace. I had never seen Chad so angry so mad that he plastered his face in such a disgusting fashion.

"..." he mumbled something under his breath, but it wasn't a death threat, I thought he said something like 'I'm marly cary'. He must have noticed that I hadn't heard him so he lifted his head as much as an inch off the ground to look into my eyes, "I'm so very sorry." It was a whisper, but I heard what he said and I couldn't believe it.

"What?" I said and he burst out into tears.

"I'm SORRY!" he shouted in-between sobs. My mind went into panic mode, I grabbed my cum soaked pants and pulled them on and bolted for the door. "Maxter," he shouted in sobs, "Please, forgive me!" I took one last look back in confusion, had he called me Maxter? Then I saw him spill his guts all over the floor. He started to crawl towards me still completely naked going through his cum and vomit all the while begging for my forgiveness.

I ran from the door and down the corridor in my shorts without my shirt. I heard the door behind me burst open once I got about twenty yards and to the stair case and Chad was running after me his eyes streaked with tears. I just started to flap my wings and ascend the stairs as fast as I could, but Chad was fast on my tail with his muscular legs. He had put his pants on again, but was still shirtless. I started to flap harder to try and get away, but Chad was still gaining.

Second story, Third story, Fourth story! I charged the flying escape and was on the roof again with Chad only five yards away.

"Maxter please, just listen" I ran towards the edge, and Chads eyes went wide, "No Maxter! Don't Kill yourself!" he shouted and sprinted to stop me, but he was just a hair short and I jumped off the edge.

"NO!" he shouted and I made my assent. Once I was a safe distance away I turned and hovered in the air to look at him. His eyes were filled with aw and wonder as I flew. Then I started to turn and the amazement faded and turned to a pleading look. He didn't say any words but let out yelps of distress and sadness. As I got farther the sound started to fade until it was nothing.

***

I ducked into the grand foyer just before it started to rain cats and dogs. I slammed the door behind me and locked it. Then I slowly slid to the floor becoming a confused panicked mess taking in deep breaths and not getting any air. Why would Chad do that, and why would he be sorry? I tucked my muzzle between my legs and tried to make sense of things, but all I got was the scent of wolf and wolf cum.

I got up and decided to go wash off the confusing scents. After I took my shower I went down to watch some TV to take my mind off of what happened and I ended up thinking about what happened anyway. I started to curle up on the sofa and listened to the sound of the thunder and the rain.

DING-DONG!

Who the hell could that be? I'm not expecting any packages, could mom and dad have sent something from their cruse felling that I was left out. I went to the door and pulled back the curtains to look through the doors glass and I jumped back in surprise. How could Chad have found my house!

"Go away Chad," I shouted from behind the door, "Before I call the cops."

"Please, Maxter." He said from behind the door, "just let me explain. Give me a chance. I'll do anything for your forgiveness."

"Did you ever give me a chance to have a normal life you bastard!" I had no idea where the words were coming from, but they just exploded from my mouth.

"Please," he said again, pushing up against the glass and cupping his hands over it to get a look inside, "I'll do anything Maxter. I'll wash your floors, massage your back, I'll even lick your feet clean just let me explain that I'm sorry for what I did." I could hear his voice breaking.

"Fuck off Chad!" I said, "Go out in this storm without any cloths were I can see you shiver and cry your pathetic excuses for sorrows."

"If that is what it takes then," I saw him push away from the door and pull of his shirt, "I'll stand out in the rain all night if I have to." Before I could say something he started to walk away from the over pass and around the mansion to the back were a giant ornate window took up most of the wall. When I got there I saw he was standing with only his dark jeans on, no shirt no shoes, and he started to slowly pull off his pants slipping them off leaving him in his black jock strap that was swollen with his gigantic cock.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing, but...I think I kind of liked it. I felt like I had some sort of hold on Chad and could make him do anything I wanted him to. He started to thrust in the air for me, and I got glimpses of him in the flashing lightning, his jock strap barely holding together. Then Chad started to grope his package, his one paw not able to hold even half of it.

I started to feel my cock becoming painfully erect in my pants and I pulled up a recliner from the room and positioned it in the perfect view of the show. If Chad was going to go gay crazy then I would be happy to oblige him. I discarded my cloths and sat on my throne to watch my fool entertain me. I noticed that once I discarded my cloths Chads tung started to hang out and flap uncontrollably as he trust and danced around the thin trees like stripper poles. He jumped from rock to rock all the time showing off his package wrapped in the tight fabric now soaked with rain and highlighting the onyx member.

I started to slowly stroke my cock and twist one of my nipples. I noticed that this was going to be my fifth orgasm today or maybe more if Chad could entertain. Chad stopped on a boulder that was close to the house, but was very high and had a jagged tip that he seemed to enjoy. He started to lick the tip of hit like I was a hyper cock that he wanted to ride like a horse, then he got up and positioned his ass over the tip of the rock and slowly lowered himself onto the jagged tip.

Damn he is good, I always knew Chad was sexy, but this was something else. I've seen muscles on him that I never even knew existed, and that cute bubble butt. He lowered himself onto the tip of the rock pearsing his ass. His head rolled back and his tung laid flapping out the side of his muzzle. He started to bounce up and down pushing more of the rock up his pucker and his jock strap started to stretch too. His cock was starting to contend the elastic, that sixteen inch anaconda was pushing the fabric farther and farther away until finely his phalice pushed its own way out destroying the jock strap.

Fuck he's hot! My nipples and cock were dripping like broken faucets and were sending thousands of volts of pleasure up my spine. I also felt something odd, my ass was feeling rather empty. I stopped tweaking my nipples to change my position to lay across the arm rests so I could finger myself while still watching the show.

Chad looked like he was really enjoying himself; he didn't touch his cock at all, but just bounced up and down on the jagged rock. Then he grabbed his feet and lifted them up above his head forcing the rock deeper into his ass, and he started to lick his own feet and biceps and armpits.

By now my cock and nipples were on the verge of exploding, but this feeling in my ass was amazing. It was ten times better than my nipples and my cock put together. I had all my fingers pistoling in and out of my ass as fast as I could. My ass sweated like crazy creating its own lube, and the smell it gave off saturated the room, it was just like my pre.

Chad was done worshiping himself and leaned forward and started to deepthroat himself and that sent me over the edge. My cock and nipples exploded, every muscle in my body tensed and the burning sensation welled up in my throat again. I lifted my head and roared my triumph and my fire illuminated the room with color, but wasn't strong enough to hit the high vaulted ceiling. Then...my ass exploded, like a freaking vadge! It was amazing, My mind went insane with pleasure and I almost blacked out from it.

Chad on seeing me explode let out a howl of pure pleasure and exploded, his orgasm lasted twice as long as mine coating his chest in sticky, milky white liquid. He eased himself off of the rock and shakily walked over to the window and pressed his body up against the window liking the glass with his ruby red tung, lightly humping the window.

I smiled and went up to only an inch away from the window. I could hear chads whimpers and light sobs as he licked the window, trying to get through the glass barrios. Then I thought of something that would drive him insane. I got even closer, his tung almost right over my lips and I opened my mouth and breathed hot breath on the glass, fogging it up. Then I started to write backwards so he could read it.

He licked my finger wherever it went, not paying attention to what I was writing. When I was done I backed up and he read what I wrote.

It said "Good night." He looked at me through the glass with pleading eyes. I went over to the side were the pulley system for the curtains stood. I grabbed the string and started to pull. Chads eyes went wide and started to bark in desperation, but not banging on the glass. He constantly stayed on the part of the window that wasn't covered by the shades, but was quickly losing surface aria.

He was avoiding the curtains as if they were white sheets of death, sobs escaping his maw, begging me with his desperate eyes and paws. Then he was obscured by the wall of white. Then as if on cue, he let out a howl of sadness, the lightning created a silhouette of him on his knees head in the air, arms at his sides, completely helpless, and in unimaginable emotional pain. I almost felt sorry for the guy, almost.

I left the room and got ready for bed and I fell to sleep to the sound of his howling cries, with my eyes completely dry for the first time in months.