To you, the german shepherd was colossal, long thick fur rolling luxuriously plush as it shifted. You caught a glimpse of a sheath, which confirmed the dog as a male. To the dog, however, you were barely the size of a dog biscuit, and just as fun to have.
On either side of you were the dog's paws, each one the size of the car. It seemed to be waiting for something, but you didn't know what. "Good doggy," you tried as you opened what was left of the door. The dog tilted his head, looking at you curiously. You had no idea what to do. Standing next to your car, you just barely were the height of a paw. The toes next to you flexed, claws clicking on the cage floor. You gulped.
A thick drop of drool landed next to you as the dog surveyed you. Craning your neck up, you could see the saliva pooling in his mouth. Another drop landed in your car, a thin string reaching far up, connected. The drool filled your car like a spa, and you jumped to avoid the flow.
Moving seemed to activate the dog. He groaned and lowered his head, giant brown eyes locked on you. His hot breath brushed over you, stinking like only a dog's mouth can. You stared fearfully into those intelligent shepherd eyes, wondering what he had in store for you.
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