Competition Training rough draft

Competition Training

There was a knock at my door. I sighed as I changed the channel. “Go away. I am not interested in whatever it is you’re selling.” I brushed my blonde hair as I returned my attention to the television.

The pounding at my front door countiuned. I stood up as I clenched my right fist. “Hold on. I am coming.”

Some people just can’t take no for an answer.

I straightened my blue jacket as I walked to the door, my green eyes trying to peer though the sides of the door frame. “Just who is it that is pounding so hard on me door?”

I opned the door to see Pam in her red and yellow track outfit. My eyes wided. “Oh no, not you.”

I closed the door only for her to stop me by putting her foot in the way.

“Sam wait. Let me in.” She tried to slip her hand inside the house.

“No. I know what you want and I won’t let it happen again.”

“Sam. I can’t do this without you. And you know you love it.” She pushed agains the door once more, knocking me to the ground. I shook my head and looked up at her as she stood over me in the doorway. “Come on girl, just one last time.”

“You said that the last time.”

She closed the door behind her. “I mean it this time. We win this competion and it is over.”

I stood up.  “No. I can’t take it anymore. It was too difficult to find my way back here. I am still shedding uneeded hair.”

Pam raised her voice. “Ohh come on. You know you want to play.”

I shook my head. “Don’t use that voice. Get out.”

She pulled out a frisbe. “Remember this girl?” My eyes immidetly were drawn to the frisbie. “You know you want to play with it right.”

I took a deep breath. “No. Pam just go. I am not going to fall for this.” I shook my head. “I have a term paper that I need to write today as it is. So again you need to go.”

Pam narrowed her eyes. “Bad girl. You don’t want to do an exam. You want to come to the competion with me.” She reached into her pocket and pulled out a dog biscket. “I brought some goodies but you need to show me your commitment first.”

I felt a tug from deep inside me when I saw the dog treat. It is getting harder to resist the urgers. I put my hand on the wall and said once more. "Pam you need to leave.”

She walked over and started to rub my sholder. “Come on girl. You know you like it.”

My right leg began to twitch. Ahh that feels so. . . I shook my head. “No. I am staying human today.” I walked into the next room shaking. I could feel something deep inside of me starting to awaken. I have to get her out of here before it is too late.

“Come on Sammy.” Pam ran around in front of me, cutting me off from my couch.” She put her hands on her knees and clapped. “Come on girl. You know you want to play. Let it out.”

I shook my head. “No. I don’t want to ugh.” I put my hands to my head as I started to feel fuzzy. I could hear Pam’s voice in my head once more.

“Come on girl. Don’t you want to go outside and run?”

I found myself panting, my tounge haning out of my mouth down below my chin. The changes are starting. Pam’s voice began to sound like warm butter in my ears as a warmth spread thought my limbs. I held my hands in front of my face as thick yellow fur slowly grew out of the back of them. I shook my head back and forth unable to stop panting as I scratched at the fur growing out of my hands.

Pam scratched at the space between my ears. “That is it. Let the changes happen girl.”

I pulled my tounge back in. “No. I am not going to be a dog again. I said the last time was the ugh.” I instanctivly began panting once more.

It feels so good when she scratches my ears.

I feel to the floor as she scratched me. “Come now Sammy. You know we need to win the whole thing and we can’t do that if you don’t hold up your end of the bargin.”

I shook my head and stood up. “No. I am going to stay human today.” I ran into the other room and shut the door behind me and locked it. I took deep breaths, every few seconds letting out an involatary moment of panting.

I could hear Pam’s voice from the other side of the door. “You know you can’t fight it Sammy. Doing so only makes it harder.”

“No I will stay human today. I will ugh.” I fell down onto the floor as my hands hurt.” My fingers swelled as my nails grew outward. I slammed my hands onto the ground. “No, I can’t turn. I don’t. . . arwf.” I held my hands over my mouth. “Did I just?”

I went back to panting uncontroably. I put my hands, no they were now paws, onto the ground. I moved my rear end from side to side as I felt a sudden pressure. “Something is. . . grrr. Grrorrr growing.”

I felt my pants become tight before ripping. “It hur… gggrr… hurts.” I dug my claws into the carpet as fur crept up my arms. Suddenly I felt a long elgant tail burst out from my rear end and I began to wag it fevearlously.

I pushed myself into a kneeling posting, my tail dragging on the floor. “Need to fight grr argg it.”

“Sammy. Do you want a treat?”

My head pearked up. “Treat? Yes. Yes. Yes.” I ran on all fours to the door. “It is urghr locked. My treat.” I pawed at the door as fur spread across my chest and my jacket became heavy.

“You have to let me in the room. Before you lose ot much of that human brain.”

“I arawf. . . don’t know arwrff?”

“Use the door handle lock. Hurry and you get a treat.”

I stood on my legs and pawed at the brute forced it open. I then fell onto my back as Pam entred the room. She rushed in and began to rub my belly. “You did so good. Who is a good girl?”

My eyes rolled back into their sockets as my legs quivered. It was past the point that I felt I could fight this. Now I was just along for the ride.