Murphey’s Law

“We are almost there Will, just a bit farther now.”

I walked down the street with Luke. We had met a few days ago in school. He needed help with his math, and I offered to help him out. After a while, we became friends. He was actually my only real friend at school. No one else wanted to hang out with the bossy math nerd. I didn’t blame them, most of the time I need control when we work in groups. My standards are higher than theirs are, so when the others aren’t working to my level I tell them what they need to do.

Today was the first day that we were going to Luke’s house to study. Normally we stayed in the library after school, but I could use a change of scenery so I complied when he asked me over.

We had left the outskirts of town, and each house was farther apart than the last, and they all had big yards. The forest surrounding the town connected to all of their backyards. After a while, we approached a driveway that led into the forest some more. Luke really lived in the middle of nowhere. At the end of the driveway stood a three-story log house.

I slowly whistled. “Nice place you got here”.

Luke laughed. “Thanks, we don’t get that many visitors out here though. It’s kind of inconvenient living all the way out here, but the privacy is nice”.

We headed inside and Luke left me in the living room while he went to get snacks. The house was filled with warm browns and reds, contrasted by the lush white carpet. I sat down on the floor by the coffee table. It was actually more comfortable than I was expecting. I got out my math book and started working on the homework. Soon, I was too engrossed in a problem to notice the large presence approaching behind me.

A shadow fell over my work and I looked up, irritated. Then my eyes widened and I backed up in fear. Standing over me was the largest dog I had ever seen. I was a little small for a twelve year old but this thing was ridiculous. Its head was taller than even I was when I was standing, but now when I was sitting down it easily doubled my height. The dog had thick, brown fur and eyes. I looked up at its head and noticed how big its mouth was. It looked like this dog could easily fit a basketball in its mouth! Then the dog started sniffing and its head grew bigger as it approached me. All I could look at was its big teeth and drool that dripped out of its mouth. I tried backing up again but was stopped when my back hit the couch.

Then Luke came back into the room carrying some chips and drinks. He quickly rushed over and pulled the dog away from me.

“Stop that Murphey! Get away from Will!” Luke scolded. The dog whimpered but complied, laying down in the middle of the room. I sighed in relief and marveled at how Luke managed the large creature. The dog was completely compliant with his orders.

“Sorry about that,” Luke said. “Murphey is curious whenever someone new comes over. He’s a sweetie though, you don’t have to worry about him attack or anything. He rarely even barks.”

I shakily laughed and glanced at the large animal still in the room. “That’s good to hear. I was pretty nervous there for a minute. I like dogs, but he’s huge! Easily the largest dog I’ve ever seen.”

“Yeah, he’s a leonberger. They normally get pretty big, but Murphey dwarfs even their normal size. We aren’t sure what made him so big. It’d be a problem if he weren’t so gentle.” Luke then grabbed his books and leaned back against the dog. I still wasn’t comfortable with Murphey, but I concentrated on my work. Luke got distracted a lot, but he was fun to work with. I left feeling glad I decided to go over there, although I was still apprehensive about his dog.


I didn’t go over to Luke’s house again for a couple of days, instead opting to study in the library. But by the next Monday, I had ran out of reasons to avoid the house. Murphey seemed like a perfectly nice dog after all. He was just… big.

I was sitting in the living room alone with Murphey because Luke went to the bathroom. I cautiously approached the dog, who was laying down on the carpet. I held out my hand and Murphey perked up and started sniffing it. Even laying down, sitting straight allowed his head to come up to my chest height. I watched him carefully as he tentatively started to lick my hand. His tongue was so big! I grimaced at the drool, but then smiled and pulled my hand back, instead petting him on his neck and wiping off the drool. His fur was really soft, I could see how Luke is comfortable leaning against him. I pet him some more examined this gargantuan beast. It looked like there’d be room for two.

When Luke came back, I was leaning up again Murphey and he smiled and sat down next to me. Before I left that day, Murphey walked up and sloppily licked my face. The rough tongue was warm and coated in wet drool that I groaned at, and Luke just laughed.

“You’ll have to get used to that around him” he said.


When I came back over the next day, I was happily greeted by Murphey at the door with another lick. We worked leaning against him again, I thought that he was more comfortable than the couch. After a while, Luke had to go to the bathroom so I was left alone again. After finishing my problem, I looked up at Murphey and noticed how big his teeth were. I set my work down and moved closer to his head. Murphey was oblivious to my curiosity, panting happily as I examined his mouth. His incisors were at least as big as my fingers. I reached out and touched one of them, it was really smooth. That got Murphey’s attention though, who looked down mischievously at me. I looked back at him.

Murphey pounced and pinned me to the ground with his paw, and I yelped in surprise. Before I could make any noise though, my head was covered by the red carpet that was his tongue. I struggled as he repeatedly licked my face, the wet muscle tickling my neck and painted my entire head in drool with each lick. I tried to roll away and give up, but he was too strong and pinned my upper body effectively. All I could do was feebly kick out my legs and close my mouth. I realized that Murphey wasn’t going to stop anytime soon and settled down on the carpet, trying to at least get comfortable. My nose wrinkled from his stale breath, but there wasn’t anything I could do. His tongue was actually relaxing, massaging my face with each lick. I opened my eyes and was fascinated as I watched his pink tongue extend and ripple across my face.

Then I heard giggle and glanced to the side, seeing Luke failing at silently laughing. Our eyes met and he burst out laughing at my situation.

“Please. Help. Me.” I said between each lick. He laughed some more, but soon stopped and got Murphey off of me. Finally free, I rolled away from the dog and scowled at my friend.

“How long were you there?” I asked.

“Not too long, but it was funny watching you surrender under the power of Murphey’s tongue”, he teased with a smile. “And you might want to go fix your hair,” gesturing toward it before giggling again. I reached and found that my brown hair was completely soaked from the drool and sticking up straight up. Murphey barked happily and I glared at both of them before stomping off to the bathroom.


Getting assaulted by Murphey’s tongue became commonplace over the next few weeks. Almost every time I was left alone with him, the dog would pin me down and start licking my face. I didn’t even struggle anymore. I would always know before he would do it too because he would have a certain look on his face. His ears would perk up and his eyes would almost sparkle. I think he usually starts to drool a little more too, but I didn’t really want to think about how I taste good to the giant dog.

I was actually starting to enjoy it a little bit too. My parents have been pushing me hard lately with private math lessons. Those, on top of all of my regular schoolwork, were almost too much to handle. The stress was getting to me, but whenever Murphey started licking me I could relax and let him take control of the situation. I couldn’t stop him, and I couldn’t work while being licked by a giant dog, so it was better to just relax and try to enjoy it.

Right now Luke was out back doing his chores, and I was in the living room working on my homework. And I would have kept working, but then I saw Murphey approach with the familiar glint in his eyes. I sighed but smiled as I set my books off to the side and laid down next to the dog. I giggled as he started to lick my face, pressed my head down against the carpet. I didn’t mind his doggy breath as much anymore, or the thick wetness of his saliva. Sometimes I even stick out my tongue as he’s licking me. It tastes strange, almost salty, but slimy from all his drool. I don’t even gag when some of it gets in my mouth anymore.

Then, Murphey does something new. He uses his paws to prop me up into a sitting position, even though he is still licking me. I’m curious, and I comply and sit down cross-legged. On the next lick, instead of retracting his tongue back into his mouth, Murphey’s head moves forward and envelops my own. I can feel my heart start to beat faster as I panic a little bit at my situation. My entire head was in the dog’s mouth! Then, the tongue pushes me up against the palette and the mouth closes around me. Immediately I feel a lot of pressure on my head and the tongue ripples on my face, pressing against it. I realized that the dog was sucking on my head, just like a lollipop! He maneuvered my head around his mouth, trying to extract as much flavor as he can and thankfully avoiding his teeth. They scraped against me a few times, but he doesn’t bite down at all. Soon though, I start to run out of air and I can’t breathe without inhaling saliva. The lack of air started getting to me, and I panicked a little and pushed my hands against his mouth.

Finally, he released my head and I gasped for air. My head was absolutely drenched saliva, and I tried to inhale as much air as I could to appease my lungs. Murphey wasn’t done with me yet though, and his mouth lunged forward and licked me again and brought my head back in his jaws. It didn’t stay there long this time though. Just a quick suck this time, and then he briefly released my head before bringing it back in. He kept doing this for a while, and I’m pretty sure the top of my head stopped completely leaving his mouth at some point. He was also drooling so much that my shirt was soaked as well.

A deep rumble shook through Murphey’s body. At first I didn’t worry about it, but then it happened again and I realized it was his stomach growling. I nervously looked up at Murphey, who had stopped sucked on me and instead looked like he was appraising me. Before I could do anything, my head was back in his mouth. He sucked on it again, but this time used his teeth more and seemed to be lightly chewing my head. Instead of moving his head back though, this time he moved forward even farther and my head approached his throat.

And then he swallowed.

The thick muscles of his throat squeezed my head, and my chest entered his mouth. I started to panic and flailed around as much as I could, trying to get some kind of leverage with my arms to pull myself out. It didn’t work, and he seemed to get his own leverage as he lifted my body up with his mouth and swallowed again.

“Murphey! Spit him out now!” Luke shouted. He must have just gotten back from his chores, and I almost cried in relief. I kept struggling with Murphey, it was getting hard to breathe in his throat.

I felt hands grab my ankles and felt Luke trying to pry me away from the big dog. I heard more shouting, but couldn’t hear what was said because Murphey started growling, and that noise blocked out everything else as his throat vibrated around my head.

Then, I participated in the most epic tug of war there ever was… as the rope. Neither side seemed willing to give up. Luke was tugging with all of his might, but even though Murphey wasn’t biting down hard on my body, he had a good grip and leverage on his side. Not to mention strength. My body felt like it was going to be pulled apart.

After some more shouting, Murphey finally relinquished his hold on my and Luke slowly started to pull me out of the dog’s throat. When I was free, I laid down on the carpet and gasped for air again. Luke scolded Murphey some more and led him outside. I stayed on the carpet, still not believing that I had almost been eaten by Murphey.

Luke came back with some juice and a towel. I used the towel first, and shakily tried to get all of the drool off of me, and then gulped down the juice.

“I’m really sorry about that,” Luke said. “I knew that Murphey liked you, but I never thought that he’d try to eat you, ya know?” His eyes looked down and he looked genuinely sorry.

“It’s alright, I think. I was scared for a while there, but it didn’t actually happen.” I was still shaken up, but it wasn’t really Luke’s fault. “I’ll just have to be more careful around Murphey in the future.”

Luke perked up when I said that. “In the future?” he asked. “You mean you are still going to come over?”
“Yeah, of course.” I said. “You’re my only friend. And I like Murphey too, when he isn’t trying to eat me at least.”

Luke smiled. “You have no idea how happy that makes me feel. Most people never come over again after seeing Murphey for the first time, and then stop talking to me at school too. I thought you would be the same after that first study session, but then you kept coming back, and slowly warmed up to Murphey too.”
I smiled at that. Yeah, it had taken a while, but I grew to really like that dog. Luke and Murphey were definitely my best friends.

Luke’s face turned serious. “I think it’s time you learned something about Murphey though, since you are going to be sticking around. It’s a secret though, so don’t tell anyone.” I nodded, and gestured for him to continue. Whatever this was must be big.

“You would have been fine if Murphey had eaten you” he said. I stared at him in disbelief. There’s no way. I would have been digested!

“I’m serious.” Luke started again. “Yeah, you would have gone into his stomach, and you would have been digested. But one day later and you would have woken up in our yard, feeling better than you ever have before. It’s umm… happened to me before.”

I stared at Luke incredulously. There’s no way, right? That’s basically magic!

“You know Murphey is special, just look at how big he is. And he’s still growing too, just a lot slower than he used to be. I was still a toddler when we got him as a puppy. He grew to be a big dog, but normal sized. But one day, my parents got in a really big fight and they both left the house for a while, and they didn’t come back anytime soon. I think they both expected the other to come back and take care of me. Me and Murphey were so hungry after a while, and eventually I let him eat me. And the next day, I woke up in the yard feeling perfect, but with just a little less baby fat. He’s been eating me on weekends ever since then, and his growth rate went through the roof. He’s a lot healthier than he should be too. He should be getting pretty old for his breed now, but he is still as healthy and energetic as he was as a puppy. My parents don’t know about it though.”

“I see…” I said, and contemplated what I had just been told. This was kind of crazy, and didn’t make much sense. But nothing ever made much sense around Murphey anyway. He was a giant dog. And I trusted Luke.

“I believe you.” I finally said, and we both smiled.

“Thanks Will.”


I was pretty cautious around Murphey the next few days. I didn’t go out of my way to avoid him or anything, but I also made sure that I wasn’t left alone with him either. However, I occasionally let him nibble on my hands or feet, as long Luke was in the room supervising.

Right now, I was laying my head on Murphey’s belly working, while he was curled up around me, playing with my feet with his mouth. It tickled a lot at first, but I quickly got used to it. Luke was working on his own problems on the other side of him. I pressed my head against the soft fur of Murphey’s stomach and listened. Occasionally, I heard the sounds of his stomach digest his most recent meal, but much more present was the regular thump, thump, thump, of his heartbeat. The logistics of him being able to eat Luke still astounded me. From personal experience, I knew he would be able to fit either of us down his throat. I didn’t know how big his stomach was though. I did some research, and I knew that the organ was able to expand, but I didn’t know by how much, especially in Murphey’s case. I wasn’t as big as Luke, but I’d probably still have to curl up in there.

No, stop. Don’t think about getting eaten by the large dog. Even I was curious about what it would be like in there, and how it would feel getting reformed after being digested...

No. Stop that.

I focused back on my work. Midterms were coming up, along with a big proficiency test for math. I couldn’t afford to get distracted when I was supposed to be working. Even if it would be nice to take a break.

“Hey Will?” Luke called from the other side of Murphey.

“Yeah?” I answered.

“Do you want to spend the night this Friday?”

I contemplated my answer for a moment. I had a lot of work to do… but it would be nice to take a break for one night. I knew I wouldn’t get one at home.

“Sure.” I answered.


When Friday came, I went home after school to get all of my stuff ready. Surprisingly, my parents didn’t put up too much a fuss over me losing a work day. They just made sure I was going to have to make up for it the rest of the weekend. I think they were glad that I finally had a friend too.

Murphey greeted me at the door by tackling me and excitedly licking my face. Luke quickly pulled him off of me though, and we laughed it off. Unsurprisingly, Luke’s parents weren’t home. Luke said that they both go out with friends on Friday, but they left money to order pizza.

We spent most of the afternoon playing in the backyard with Murphey. We played a lot of different games, but my favorite one was when Murphey would carry us around on his back. He was easily big enough, but he only carried one of us at a time to be safe. When it was my turn, I hugged my body onto his back and grabbed his thick fur by his neck as he raced through the yard and the nearby woods. It was exhilarating how fast he could run. I loved feeling the wind on my face as we teared across the ground.

We went back inside when it started getting dark and ordered the pizza. It was really good, Murphey didn’t seem to want any though, even though he was drooling. We spent the rest of the night leaning against Murphey under a blanket and watching movies. At the end of the third movie, Luke yawned and I realized that it was past midnight. We got out our sleeping bags and set them up in the living room. Murphey laid down between us, and Luke was out like a light. I couldn’t fall asleep though. My mind was too busy going over everything that we had done that night. It was the most fun that I’d had in ages.

Eventually, I stumbled my way through the dark to the kitchen and drank some water. Hopefully this would help me fall asleep. I started making my way back to the living room. It was almost impossible to see what was in front of me. I should have brought a flashlight.

I bumped into something big and soft and fell to the ground. I looked up and saw Murphey leaning over me. I felt his warm, wet tongue lick my face and I giggled.

“Stop it Murphey, I need to go to bed.” I said. Even in the dark though, I saw a familiar glint in his eyes and knew that it wouldn’t be that easy. Then I heard his stomach growl and remembered something.

Luke normally fed himself to Murphey on the weekends. No wonder he didn’t eat earlier. He was waiting for one of us to feed him.

I stiffened slightly as he continued to lick my face and neck. Murphey possessively held me down with a giant paw and seemed to smile between each big lick. I wasn’t going to get out of this. Right now, Murphey definitely saw me as his meal, and I knew he was a big, hungry dog. And from Luke’s many naps during our study sessions, I knew he was a heavy sleeper and wouldn’t be able to help me.

Murphey started nibbling on my ear and I started to get excited. I don’t think I wanted to get out of this. If I was being honest with myself, I wanted Murphey to eat me so I could find out what it was like. Ever since I found out a few days ago, I couldn’t stop thinking about it, even during school. And I don’t think Murphey would intentionally hurt me. Even if I was his meal, he was my friend. I trusted him with my life, even if he was a dog.

With my mind set, I decided that I was going to make this as easy as possible for the both of us. I held his big mouth back with my hand and pet the side of his head. Then I smiled, looking into his eyes, making sure he knew that I accepted what was coming.

“Just a second Murphey, I need to do something first.” I started to get up, and he released his grip and allowed me to do so, and I started walking back to the living room. I felt his hot breath on my neck as he followed close behind me. When we got there, I started taking off my clothes and folded them next to my sleeping back. I might as well not ruin my favorite pajamas, and I don’t know how well Murphey could digest them anyway. Murphey got in a few excited licks on my stomach and back as I was working, the contrast between the cold air and his warm tongue causing me to shiver. I hesitated at taking off my underwear, but did it anyway. My modesty wouldn’t matter in a few moments.

Finally done with my preparations, I moved to a more open spot in the living room and looked up at Murphey. He was panting excitedly, head right above my own looking down at me in earnest. I gazed into his open mouth, not for the first time marveling at all of the teeth and his big tongue. A drop of his drool fell onto my nose.

Murphey pounced and knocked me onto the soft carpet, pinning my arms with his paws. He frantically licked my face, faster than he ever had before. I gaped at the big muscle. Drool leaked into my mouth and I barely had time to breathe between each lick. I had a short respite as he repositioned me and focused on my chest and stomach. His cold nose tickled my skin as it pressed in with each rapid lick. Each covered huge areas, most stretching from below my navel to my upper chest. I could tell Murphey was really enjoying this. My arms were still pinned to the ground by his paws, but when I tilted my head up I could see that his eyes were bugging out as he tasted me in his frenzy.

All of my upper body was covered in Murphey’s drool, and he slowly started working his way down. Soon enough, he was sniffing at my groin. He made quick work of thoroughly licking the entire area while I blushed, thankful that I hadn’t hit puberty yet. My legs didn’t fare any better, and were soon as drenched as the rest of me. He even playfully chewed on my thighs and calves, just like they were bones. They were so thin that that wasn’t too far off the mark either.

After he was finally done tasting my entire body, Murphey paused and panted happily. I shivered as the drool started to dry, making me more acutely away of temperature of the room. Murphey leaned over me with his head and I looked up into his eyes. They looked so eager. Then he gave my head one last long lick, and grabbed my feet with his mouth. His rough tongue made the bottoms of my feet tingle as it rippled and moved them to his the back of his throat. Then he swallowed and I felt the familiar muscles of his throat squeeze them together as my legs were pulled deeper inside his mouth.

Murphey started wolfing down my legs, tasting, chewing, and finally swallowing in turn. All the while I watched him, no longer pinned down by his paws. He was completely focused on the meal in front of him, and I was completely focused on the way his mouth devoured my body.

When my hips entered his throat, Murphey’s mouth lurched up and I yelped, grabbing hold of his snout for balance. His brown eyes seemed to laugh as he moaned at my taste. I glanced over at Luke, thinking that might have woken him up, but he was still sleeping and oblivious to what was happening. Now aided by gravity, I descended into Murphey’s maw even quicker. Soon, only my head and shoulders were outside his mouth. I looked up at Murphey, unsure what to do with my arms, but his eyes were closed, face looking to be in ecstasy as he lightly chewed my body. I decided to leave them outside his mouth, so he could enjoy the meal just a little bit longer.

I looked down at the gaping mouth looming before me, no longer able see the rest of Murphey’s head. Then it lunged forward and I was staring up at the roof of the dog’s mouth. His strong tongue surged around me, tasting everything it could and saturating my head in saliva. I saw the gaps between his lips start to narrow as the mouth closed around me. A sharp pain bit into my shoulder from his teeth, and I winced, but was quickly repositioned to remedy that. Then it was too dark to see and Murphey’s tongue pressed my head against the roof of his mouth, savoring my taste. I felt around with my hand still outside the mouth and found short, smooth fur on his lips. I slowly stroked them with one hand, while the other moved underneath his flapping lips and felt the teeth forming a cage around my head.

Finally, the tongue curled around me and moved my head to the back of his throat. With an audible gulp, the throat muscles gripped around my head and pulled it down. Meanwhile, Murphey was having fun trying to pin down my arms. I flailed them around his mouth, smiled as he tried to get a good hold of them with his tongue. But the throat was still tightly squeezing my entire body and I was slowly making my way down his throat. The tight muscles gripped every part of my body in equal force as it rhythmically rippled and sent me farther down. When my hands finally entered the throat, I felt the pressure alleviate around my feet as they entered his stomach. I gasped against the slimy muscle pushing into my face. As interesting as it was in the throat, it was hard to breathe from the pressure squeezing my chest. It was hard to enough oxygen from Murphey’s stale breath anyway. The pressure slowly eased away as more and more of my body was pushed into the stomach. Finally, my head was release and I fought for breath against the musty air inside.

It was dark, but roomier than I thought. I still had to curl up, but not very tightly. Murphey was used to swallowing Luke after all, who was bigger than me. I stretched out, testing the walls of my new prison. They initially expanded with me, but soon held firm against any force. I settled back into my original position. It thankfully didn’t smell too bad in here, probably due to Murphey holding off on eating today. He definitely planned on eating one of us tonight. I don’t know if Luke was in on his plans though. I breathed in the stale air and relaxed back into the slimy walls that surrounded me. It was so warm in here. Combined with the rhythmic thumping of Murphey’s heart, I was almost instantly lured into sleep. I resisted though, I wanted to be awake until the end.

The stomach acid puddled around me and made my skin tingle. It didn’t burn though, it probably took a while to work its way through unchewed food like myself. The stomach quivered and surged around me, massaging my body and spreading the acid around. I closed my eyes, trying to contain my panic. I was being digested. I felt a hint of fear and doubt; was this the end for me? I could tell that my body would become mush soon, and everything I knew about biology meant that I would die too. I didn’t want to die, but now there was nothing to do but hope Luke was telling the truth. Soon, my whole body was tingling from the acid and the air became more and more difficult to breathe. I recognized my thoughts slowing as I started to fall unconscious, and felt a massive presence wrap around me and pull.


Murphey sighed contentedly at the full feeling in his belly. His stomach extended out slightly in a satisfying bulge. There was nothing better than a full meal like that, and his boy’s friend tasted so good. It might have been from becoming too familiar with his boy’s taste, but ever since the new boy came to his house he had wanted to eat him. He had even smelled delicious when he met him.

He felt the boy settle down in his stomach and he made sure to capture the boy’s soul before the body gave in. He yawned. It was late, and a meal like that took a lot of work, even if he didn’t have to chew. It was worth it though.

Murphey got up, panting happily at the full feeling in his stomach again. He walked over to his boy, mouth open and drooling slightly in his sleep. He licked his face and settled down beside him, resting his head on his boy’s chest. His boy felt his presence in his sleep, and cuddled against his stomach. He started to doze off, perfectly satisfied with a full belly and his boy at his side.


I was standing in a meadow. A forest surrounded it, and there was a clear blue sky sparsely populated with clouds. How did I get here? The last thing I remembered was Murphey’s stomach.

A bark sounded across the clearing and Murphey bounded towards me. When he got to me, I smiled and ran my fingers through his thick fur. He seemed a little bigger than before. I continued to pet him, thinking again about what a magnificent animal he was. He seemed restless though. Then he got excited, gave me a sloppy lick across my face, and looked at me expectantly.

I was smaller, and a giant Murphey stood over me. The grass, which was previously as tall as my ankles, was now almost half my size. I looked down and saw… paws? Yeah, I definitely had paws. Upon further investigation, I realized I was a rabbit. A, compared to Murphey, tiny grey rabbit.

I looked up at Murphey, who looked like he wanted to play. He barked, and bounced on his paws, crouching in front of me. His mouth was almost as big as my entire new body. Then it hit me. I was inside Murphey’s mind. Who wanted to play, so he turned me into a rabbit. I looked up at Murphey, excitedly panting over me.

I shot across the clearing, amazed at how fast I could go in this body. Murphey followed close behind me, and we raced through the grass and the forest. Eventually he caught me, and after playfully biting down on me, he changed me into something new. I was a cat, a squirrel, and even a fox. Once I was a bird, and I flew circles around while he snapped at me. But eventually he got frustrated and turned me into a mouse midair, launching me right into his open jaws. Our bodies never got tired, and I lost count of how many times he chased me around the clearing.


Murphey slowly opened his eyes, and I found that I could see what he saw. All of the colors in Luke’s living room were dimmed, but the image was much sharper than what I could normally see. Something struggled underneath his head. Luke rolled out from underneath it and yawned, rubbing at his eyes. Then he noticed that I wasn’t in the sleeping bag beside him, and the clothes that were folded up next to it. He looked into Murphey’s eyes and smiled.

“So you actually did it, huh buddy?” He said, laughing. Then he crawled over pushed at Murphey’s side. I could even feel his tiny hands pushing through Murphey’s fur. Murphey complied and rolled onto his back. Having to stand up to reach, Luke rubbed the fur of the still distended belly. It wasn’t as firm as it was last night, and seemed to be filled with mush. Murphey’s tongue lolled out of his mouth as he panted happily from the belly rub.

Luke hugged the belly to him, almost laying completely on the dog, as he cooed at his pet. “Good boy, aren’t you a good boy Murphey”, he said. Luke continued in this vein for a while, and Murphey’s tail thumped on the carpet and he moaned at the attention he was getting.

“I know you can hear me Will.” Luke said. “Don’t worry though, it won’t be much longer now.” Then he stopped petting Murphey and left to go eat and shower, leaving his dog to his own devices. I was glad for the heads up, even though I wouldn’t mind more time in Murphey. This was all so interesting, and I loved the feeling of power Murphey’s body had. I never realized how strong he was before, but he must have had to hold back a lot when he was playing with us so we wouldn’t get hurt.

Murphey stood up, stretched, and trotted to the backyard. Once there, he shot off into the forest. His powerful limbs launched his body forward as he weaved through the trees, going much faster than he had been giving me a ride. It was intoxicating experiencing this along with him, knowing the limits of what his body could do.
The smells of the forest were much more pronounced, and I could tell Murphey was restraining himself not to investigate every scent that hit his nose. After a while, Murphey slowed down and he walked back toward the yard, breathing heavily. This pace was much more relaxing, and let me appreciate how Murphey sees the world. My own senses paled in comparison to his own.

Once back in the yard, I saw Luke through the window, relaxing and watching T.V. Murphey laid down in the sun, feeling content. We stayed there until the sun was high in the sky, just enjoying the day. Then, he stood up and walked to the corner of the yard. He crouched down, and I felt his mind envelop my own. It pushed me back into his stomach and then through his intestines. Slowly, I was expelled from the warmth of his body and joined the mush on the ground. With a resounding plop, my connection to Murphey’s body closed off, along with all of my senses. But the mush on the ground started to reform back into my body. Starting with touch, one by one my senses returned. Finally, I opened my eyes to see a clear blue sky.

The sight was then blocked by Murphey, leaning over me and barking happily. He licked my face and I laughed then pet the soft fur on his neck. I sat up and saw Luke walking out, carrying a blanket. I took it from him thankfully, realizing that I was naked. I examined my body, noticing that I was skinnier than before. Some of my baby fat was gone, just like Luke said it would be, and the muscle I had seemed leaner and stronger. Murphey definitely looked bigger than he had last night too, if only slightly.

“Good call on taking your clothes off first”, Luke said. “Those wouldn’t have survived inside him.”

“Yeah, I figured”, I said while gazing at the big dog. “That was pretty amazing.”

“I know right?” Luke said. “How did he get you?”

“He ambushed me after you went to sleep.” I said. Then we both burst out laughing. I hugged Murphey’s neck and pressed my head into his soft fur. I can’t believe that I was just inside this beast. “I’m definitely going to do that again.”

“Well then,” Luke smirked. “You are going to have to wait your turn though”.

We both laughed again, and Murphey barked and joined in. I think he knew what we were talking about too, because a large drop of drool dripped out of his mouth. I couldn’t wait for next weekend.


The End