Leatherworld

The rustle and squeak of leather was all Jeff could hear as he stirred awake. The smell of it hit him next. He looked down at himself and was only mildly surprised to find himself clad from neck to toe in a leather bodysuit, protective gear and all. Jeff had never ridden a motor cycle, nor did he own any leather, yet the stiffness of the material felt so relaxing, almost arousing. The very grip of the hide seemed to squeeze any confusion of his mind, and let him feeling at easy. Only vaguely did notice when he reached bac to scratch an itch that there did seem to be any zippers in the back of the suit. It seems he was stuck in it, not that he seemed to want to take it off.

“I wonder what Wendy will think of this” he did to himself. Wendy… whose Wendy? The word wife appeared to flicker through his brain for a second but Jeff couldn’t seem to remember the meaning of the word.

Instead he just let the thought pass as he headed outside to grab the morning paprt. Outside his neighbor John was walking his Pup Oliver. John came over and he and Jeff swapped some casual morning tongues, while Pup Oli fished out Jeff’s bone (apparently the suit had a crotch opening, good to know) and began to suck on it like a good boy.

“Looking good in the suit Jeff!” John said.

“Thanks! I don’t remember where it came from but I sure do love wearing it.”

“Same with mine And Oli’s pup hood. Strange to think of Oli not in his pup hood though. He’s always been a pup!”

“He’s getting to be a big pup, mmm. How tall is he standing? 6’2?”

“6’5” ! 230 lbs, all muscle. He puts in a lot of work at the gym like a good pup, aren’t you boy!”

Oli pulled off of Jeff’s bone for a quick bark before diving back on it.

“Alright, well we better finish your walk, mister, so we can get you fed and ready for the gym!”

Oli whimpered, and then pulled himself off of Jeff’s bone leaving Jeff to tuck it himself,

“I’ll see you there, right Jeff?”

“Of course! Wouldn’t miss it!”

Jeff of course knew he’d never miss a day at the gym. Not while they were watching. Wait, whose they?

The thought floated out of Jeff’s mind as he brought the paper inside. He had to go eat himself. After all, like they always say you have to eat big to get big.