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Takoda held her tail between her legs as she thought about just how exposed she was on a sunny day in the middle of the afternoon.
“This blows,” she thought while scanning around for a solution to her revealing situation.
The temperature was nearly summer-like, which meant the recreational park behind all the homes on her block was most certainly being used by excited citizens throughout the entire southeast side of the city. Another problem was the home security system would trigger if she even attempted to open a window from the outside of the house. She could continue to try and guess at what the code to the backdoor was, but doing so would eventually lock the keypad while sending text alert notifications to her mother and father. Getting her parents attention could have been a plausible, as well as embarrassing, possibility if it wasn’t for the fact she was without her phone.
“No way am I going to allow ‘Yoga Bird’, or ‘Fifties Sitcom Mom’ to just stroll on over here to find me naked and locked out of my own house,” she growled to herself while considering the first people her parents would call upon her not answering her phone would be the neighbors.
Further consideration made her realize that she now had only two options available to her. The first was to hide out and rummage through the shed for clothes with the hopes of finding something to wear before her family got back. This option felt the least realistic given the unlikely possibility of finding any clothes that would comfortably fit her within the vast collection of totes in the windowless shed. The second option was to scale the six foot tall fence, which completely surrounded the backyard, and see if she could find a discrete path that would allow her to make a rush back to the front door of her house before she was reported to the cops for indecent exposure.
***
The desperate dragon was about to put her faith in hiding out and searching for clothes in the shed when she felt a gentle breeze blow past that raised an assortment of linens that were drying in Yoga Bird’s backyard.
“Okay,” she blushed as her first thought was to use one of the sheets like a cloth diaper to cover herself along with a beach towel as a makeshift cape to aid in her discrete effort to regain access to her home. “I just got to remain confident, pull myself over the fence, grab what I need, and then go hardcore par-core to stay out of sight until I find a safe way back around to the front door.”
SLIP
PAT PAT
PIT-PAT-PIT-PAT
CLAS-CLASP
“Umph!” she grunted after releasing her tail, readying herself, and running as fast as she could towards the fence, leaping as hard as she possibly could, and using her momentum to help carry her over into the neighbor’s yard.
***
Takoda was quite thankful for not ever allowing herself to fall into the trapping of gender stereotypes. There were a lot of extra curricular activities that many girls in her class took that provided a good workout, but she was one young lady who, despite having bright-white colored scales,wasn’t afraid to get herself dirty.
SLIP
PIT-PAT
“Perfect,” she said to herself as she eyed the swaying linens on the neighbor’s clothesline. It took a lot of upper and lower body strength to get herself to where she could reduce her chance of being seen in the nude. Many others would be lucky to do what she did to jump the fence, climb up onto one of the thick branches of the old oak tree that partially occupied both her and the neighbor’s yard, shimmy around the massive trunk to a similar branch that hung itself into the backyard of ‘Yoga Bird’, and safely drop herself onto the small patch of grass that shielded her from view between the neighbor’s fence and their clothesline.
CLASP
“I’ll just get another shower when I get back into the house,” the dark-pink bellied dragon said to herself while taking hold of a non-fitted sheet that was almost as white as her scales and spotted with tiny blue flower prints. “Yoga Bird has a paved path that, given she doesn’t have a lot of her trash sitting out, I can dash through and make my way to the front door before anyone would even have a chance to see me looking like a diaper baby.”
[iFWIF
FWIF
Memories of her brief time in Ditumen caused Takoda to lose sight of her mission. She was going to gently remove the sheet, strafe over towards a beach towel, slide over to the corner where the fence between ‘Yoga Bird’ and her neighbor met with the fencing that separated the homes from the park, and use her knot tying skills with the ‘borrowed’ linens to create her cover before rushing around to the front door of her family home.
FWIF
FWIF-FWIF
“…,” Takoda sighed as the soft texture of the unfitted sheet, coupled with its spring-fresh scent, reminded her of how it felt to be on one of the changing tables within the nursery she had been whisked away to within the world of Ditumen. The way the giant dragon caretaker treated her during such an embarrassing situation was a feeling she found very hard to forget. The gentle touch, slow and sweet voice, warm and bright colors, and soothing scent of lavender with sandalwood seemed to put her into a kind of trance that freed her of fear and shame as the kindhearted caretaker cleaned her scales, diapered her in the most comfortable thing to ever be wrapped around her body, and lifted her up for the most snuggly hugs that one could ever ask for.
“Mmm…,” she sighed while further losing herself to her memories from the wonderful time she had in such an unexpected place.
CLICK
SCREECH
“Okay everyone!” a perky voice called out as the sound of a door opening very close by abruptly brought Takoda out of her blissful, trance-like state. “Find yourselves a place to sit your mats down and we’ll get started with today’s class!”
“…,” the white-scaled dragon’s eyes grew wide as she did her best to not allow a startled scream to belt from her maw.
SLIP-SNAP
SNAP-SNICK-SNAP-SLIP
Takoda’s ear fins raised upward in panic as she found herself struggling to maintain her balance after the sheet tore free from the clothesline.
“Huh?” a series of voices wondered upon hearing the sudden sound.
“Yikels!” Takoda growled while keeping her mouth clamped shut. It was going to take some quick thinking to get herself out of this one. Fortunately, the athletic teenage dragon was quite skilled at keeping calm under pressure.
PIT-PAT-PIT-PAT
FA-UMPH
SKIT-SKIT-SKIT-SKIT
The unfitted sheet gently fell upon the ground to reveal a large opening from what had once been a curtain of linens. However, due to Takoda’s fast thinking, strength, and agility, nothing could be seen except the wall that separated the yoga loving peacock’s backyard from the public park.
“That was odd,” the middle-aged peacock remarked while moving to retrieve the fallen bedsheet. “Perhaps I need to get new clothespins?”
Those who had come to participate in the peacock’s class looked perplexed about what had just happened. However, as there was nothing to see beyond more of the brightly-colored, fan-like tail of their yoga instructor, everyone returned to setting up their mats to begin their warmup exercises.
“Sorry about that,” the plumed peacock stated with a slight blush on her face. “Let me fold this up real quick and we’ll resume today’s session.”
“Phew,” Takoda sighed as she dangled from a thick branch just behind the wall. “That was close.”
CHITTER
CHITTER
SKIT-TICK SKI-TICK TI-SKIT
“Huh?” the dragon teen wondered as she looked to see a grey squirrel scurrying towards her hands. “Please ignore me. Please ignore me. Please ignore-”
CHOMP
“-meow!” growled through clenched teeth after the squirrel had decided to evict the white-scaled dragon from his tree.
BUMPF!
RUSTLE!
Takoda was able to not cry out in pain from the bite, but her flat-bottom landing on the leaf-covered ground caused more than enough of a ruckus to alert anyone in the park of her location.
“Kazootles!” she snapped while ignoring the ache in her tail and backside so that she could get to a better hiding space within the park to plan her next move.
***
The downside to being a snow-white scaled dragon is how there are very few places within a forest that can help you avoid detection.
“Hurumph!” strained takoda as she did her absolute best to leap into a patch of newly grown ferns.
RUSTLE
The teenage dragon lowered herself into a squat as to best use the patch of ferns to cover her bare naked body.
RUSS-RUSTLE
“Go-go-go-go-go!” she groaned while army crawling to the other side of the leafy cover she was now under. “Almost there…,”
FWISH-RUSTLE!
PIFF-PAFF-PAFF-PIFF!
KA-TONK!
Takoda’s dark-pink belly and underside were her best protection against being noticed by anyone walking along the nearby trail. Unfortunately this was also the part of her body that featured the parts of her that were meant to be covered by one, or more, articles of clothing.
“Don’t see me! Please-please don’t see me!” she panicked upon hearing a group of joggers quickly nearing her location. All she could do was press her back against a tree that had enough plant life to spottily cover up to her midsection to avoid being seen streaking through the community park.
PIT-A-PIATTA
PATTA-PIT-PAT-PITTATA
PIT-PAT-PIT-PIT-PAT
Takoda’s ear fins lowered in relief as she released the firm grip she had upon the tree’s trunk.
“This would be a blast if it wasn’t for how much trouble I’ll be in if I’m caught,” she remarked to herself while noticing how she was nearing the street that intersected the one she and her family lived on. “I should be able to use the bushes to avoid detection before making one heck of a mad dash for the front door.”
***
What normally would take less than a minute took close to ten minutes of strategic actions to remain unseen by the masses.
“This shrub runs all the way down to the intersection,” Takoda contemplated while noticing nobody was within her line-of-sight from her current hiding spot. She only needed to clear a patch of grass, the landscaped memorial statue, the extra-wide sidewalk, and the vendor parking area to reach the obscuring safety of the long line of hedging. Making this even better is how each area she needed to get past had one, or more, objects to help her go unnoticed as she streaked from her current position to her destination.
“The brave don’t fear the grave!” she proclaimed through her clamped muzzle as she emerged from behind a tree at the edge of the forest. “I’ve got this!”
DING-A-LING-A-DING
VRRROOOO
“NO!” the exposed teenage dragon exclaimed as she heard and saw the ice cream truck pulling up in front of where she was running directly towards.
FA-PUMPF!
CA-CLANG!
TI-ING-TI-TING
THWUMP
No thought was given to her actions as Takoda used all the momentum she had built up to make a desperate leap towards the ice cream truck. Her surprise, fear, and athletic build all coming together to nearly propel her to the top of the gleaming-white freezer truck. It was only thanks to her above-average upper-body strength that she was able to pull herself up onto the roof that shared a very similar color to her white-scaled body.
PIT-PATTA-PIT-PATTA!
FLOP-STOMP-FLOP-STOMP!
“ICE CREAM!” a cacophony of excited children shouted as the once empty sidewalk became crowded with children of all ages within a matter of secons.
Takoda knew she could not make a move from her flattened position upon the roof of the ice cream truck. Anyone who bothered to take a good look at the refrigerated vehicle’s roof would easily notice her if she did anything to distract from the illusion of her body being a genuine part of the vendor’s vehicle. As Takoda’s baby brother, Elliot, could notice pretty much anything that wasn’t supposed to be noticed, the teen dragon could only guess at how obnoxiously she’d be called out by a gathering of sugar seeking kiddos.
“Sorry, kids,” the ice cream man stated towards the crowd after a seemingly short period of time. “You guys seem to really love your ice cream and I just ran out of many of my flavors.”
“Aww,” the children pouted nearly in unison.
“But I have more ice cream back at the shop!” the vendor announced.
“YAY!” the not yet served, or kids who were seeking seconds, cried out with delight.
“Be back in about ten minutes!” the ice cream man announced with a wave of his hand. “Be good for your moms and pops until I get back!”
DING-DING-A-LING-TING-TING!
The ice cream truck’s speaker exploded to life with its carousel-like, whimsical melody before lurching forward to drive off towards its next destination. Takoda could now only hold on for dear life as she did all she could to calm her rattled nerves that had been thoroughly rattled by all of the ill-fated events that had just taken place while hanging onto the roof with everything she had left in her.
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Takoda held her tail between her legs as she thought about just how exposed she was on a sunny day in the middle of the afternoon.
“This blows,” she thought while scanning around for a solution to her revealing situation.
The temperature was nearly summer-like, which meant the recreational park behind all the homes on her block was most certainly being used by excited citizens throughout the entire southeast side of the city. Another problem was the home security system would trigger if she even attempted to open a window from the outside of the house. She could continue to try and guess at what the code to the backdoor was, but doing so would eventually lock the keypad while sending text alert notifications to her mother and father. Getting her parents attention could have been a plausible, as well as embarrassing, possibility if it wasn’t for the fact she was without her phone.
“No way am I going to allow ‘Yoga Bird’, or ‘Fifties Sitcom Mom’ to just stroll on over here to find me naked and locked out of my own house,” she growled to herself while considering the first people her parents would call upon her not answering her phone would be the neighbors.
Further consideration made her realize that she now had only two options available to her. The first was to hide out and rummage through the shed for clothes with the hopes of finding something to wear before her family got back. This option felt the least realistic given the unlikely possibility of finding any clothes that would comfortably fit her within the vast collection of totes in the windowless shed. The second option was to scale the six foot tall fence, which completely surrounded the backyard, and see if she could find a discrete path that would allow her to make a rush back to the front door of her house before she was reported to the cops for indecent exposure.
***
The desperate dragon was about to put her faith in hiding out and searching for clothes in the shed when she felt a gentle breeze blow past that raised an assortment of linens that were drying in Yoga Bird’s backyard.
“Okay,” she blushed as her first thought was to use one of the sheets like a cloth diaper to cover herself along with a beach towel as a makeshift cape to aid in her discrete effort to regain access to her home. “I just got to remain confident, pull myself over the fence, grab what I need, and then go hardcore par-core to stay out of sight until I find a safe way back around to the front door.”
SLIP
PAT PAT
PIT-PAT-PIT-PAT
CLAS-CLASP
“Umph!” she grunted after releasing her tail, readying herself, and running as fast as she could towards the fence, leaping as hard as she possibly could, and using her momentum to help carry her over into the neighbor’s yard.
***
Takoda was quite thankful for not ever allowing herself to fall into the trapping of gender stereotypes. There were a lot of extra curricular activities that many girls in her class took that provided a good workout, but she was one young lady who, despite having bright-white colored scales,wasn’t afraid to get herself dirty.
SLIP
PIT-PAT
“Perfect,” she said to herself as she eyed the swaying linens on the neighbor’s clothesline. It took a lot of upper and lower body strength to get herself to where she could reduce her chance of being seen in the nude. Many others would be lucky to do what she did to jump the fence, climb up onto one of the thick branches of the old oak tree that partially occupied both her and the neighbor’s yard, shimmy around the massive trunk to a similar branch that hung itself into the backyard of ‘Yoga Bird’, and safely drop herself onto the small patch of grass that shielded her from view between the neighbor’s fence and their clothesline.
CLASP
“I’ll just get another shower when I get back into the house,” the dark-pink bellied dragon said to herself while taking hold of a non-fitted sheet that was almost as white as her scales and spotted with tiny blue flower prints. “Yoga Bird has a paved path that, given she doesn’t have a lot of her trash sitting out, I can dash through and make my way to the front door before anyone would even have a chance to see me looking like a diaper baby.”
[iFWIF
FWIF
Memories of her brief time in Ditumen caused Takoda to lose sight of her mission. She was going to gently remove the sheet, strafe over towards a beach towel, slide over to the corner where the fence between ‘Yoga Bird’ and her neighbor met with the fencing that separated the homes from the park, and use her knot tying skills with the ‘borrowed’ linens to create her cover before rushing around to the front door of her family home.
FWIF
FWIF-FWIF
“…,” Takoda sighed as the soft texture of the unfitted sheet, coupled with its spring-fresh scent, reminded her of how it felt to be on one of the changing tables within the nursery she had been whisked away to within the world of Ditumen. The way the giant dragon caretaker treated her during such an embarrassing situation was a feeling she found very hard to forget. The gentle touch, slow and sweet voice, warm and bright colors, and soothing scent of lavender with sandalwood seemed to put her into a kind of trance that freed her of fear and shame as the kindhearted caretaker cleaned her scales, diapered her in the most comfortable thing to ever be wrapped around her body, and lifted her up for the most snuggly hugs that one could ever ask for.
“Mmm…,” she sighed while further losing herself to her memories from the wonderful time she had in such an unexpected place.
CLICK
SCREECH
“Okay everyone!” a perky voice called out as the sound of a door opening very close by abruptly brought Takoda out of her blissful, trance-like state. “Find yourselves a place to sit your mats down and we’ll get started with today’s class!”
“…,” the white-scaled dragon’s eyes grew wide as she did her best to not allow a startled scream to belt from her maw.
SLIP-SNAP
SNAP-SNICK-SNAP-SLIP
Takoda’s ear fins raised upward in panic as she found herself struggling to maintain her balance after the sheet tore free from the clothesline.
“Huh?” a series of voices wondered upon hearing the sudden sound.
“Yikels!” Takoda growled while keeping her mouth clamped shut. It was going to take some quick thinking to get herself out of this one. Fortunately, the athletic teenage dragon was quite skilled at keeping calm under pressure.
PIT-PAT-PIT-PAT
FA-UMPH
SKIT-SKIT-SKIT-SKIT
The unfitted sheet gently fell upon the ground to reveal a large opening from what had once been a curtain of linens. However, due to Takoda’s fast thinking, strength, and agility, nothing could be seen except the wall that separated the yoga loving peacock’s backyard from the public park.
“That was odd,” the middle-aged peacock remarked while moving to retrieve the fallen bedsheet. “Perhaps I need to get new clothespins?”
Those who had come to participate in the peacock’s class looked perplexed about what had just happened. However, as there was nothing to see beyond more of the brightly-colored, fan-like tail of their yoga instructor, everyone returned to setting up their mats to begin their warmup exercises.
“Sorry about that,” the plumed peacock stated with a slight blush on her face. “Let me fold this up real quick and we’ll resume today’s session.”
“Phew,” Takoda sighed as she dangled from a thick branch just behind the wall. “That was close.”
CHITTER
CHITTER
SKIT-TICK SKI-TICK TI-SKIT
“Huh?” the dragon teen wondered as she looked to see a grey squirrel scurrying towards her hands. “Please ignore me. Please ignore me. Please ignore-”
CHOMP
“-meow!” growled through clenched teeth after the squirrel had decided to evict the white-scaled dragon from his tree.
BUMPF!
RUSTLE!
Takoda was able to not cry out in pain from the bite, but her flat-bottom landing on the leaf-covered ground caused more than enough of a ruckus to alert anyone in the park of her location.
“Kazootles!” she snapped while ignoring the ache in her tail and backside so that she could get to a better hiding space within the park to plan her next move.
***
The downside to being a snow-white scaled dragon is how there are very few places within a forest that can help you avoid detection.
“Hurumph!” strained takoda as she did her absolute best to leap into a patch of newly grown ferns.
RUSTLE
The teenage dragon lowered herself into a squat as to best use the patch of ferns to cover her bare naked body.
RUSS-RUSTLE
“Go-go-go-go-go!” she groaned while army crawling to the other side of the leafy cover she was now under. “Almost there…,”
FWISH-RUSTLE!
PIFF-PAFF-PAFF-PIFF!
KA-TONK!
Takoda’s dark-pink belly and underside were her best protection against being noticed by anyone walking along the nearby trail. Unfortunately this was also the part of her body that featured the parts of her that were meant to be covered by one, or more, articles of clothing.
“Don’t see me! Please-please don’t see me!” she panicked upon hearing a group of joggers quickly nearing her location. All she could do was press her back against a tree that had enough plant life to spottily cover up to her midsection to avoid being seen streaking through the community park.
PIT-A-PIATTA
PATTA-PIT-PAT-PITTATA
PIT-PAT-PIT-PIT-PAT
Takoda’s ear fins lowered in relief as she released the firm grip she had upon the tree’s trunk.
“This would be a blast if it wasn’t for how much trouble I’ll be in if I’m caught,” she remarked to herself while noticing how she was nearing the street that intersected the one she and her family lived on. “I should be able to use the bushes to avoid detection before making one heck of a mad dash for the front door.”
***
What normally would take less than a minute took close to ten minutes of strategic actions to remain unseen by the masses.
“This shrub runs all the way down to the intersection,” Takoda contemplated while noticing nobody was within her line-of-sight from her current hiding spot. She only needed to clear a patch of grass, the landscaped memorial statue, the extra-wide sidewalk, and the vendor parking area to reach the obscuring safety of the long line of hedging. Making this even better is how each area she needed to get past had one, or more, objects to help her go unnoticed as she streaked from her current position to her destination.
“The brave don’t fear the grave!” she proclaimed through her clamped muzzle as she emerged from behind a tree at the edge of the forest. “I’ve got this!”
DING-A-LING-A-DING
VRRROOOO
“NO!” the exposed teenage dragon exclaimed as she heard and saw the ice cream truck pulling up in front of where she was running directly towards.
FA-PUMPF!
CA-CLANG!
TI-ING-TI-TING
THWUMP
No thought was given to her actions as Takoda used all the momentum she had built up to make a desperate leap towards the ice cream truck. Her surprise, fear, and athletic build all coming together to nearly propel her to the top of the gleaming-white freezer truck. It was only thanks to her above-average upper-body strength that she was able to pull herself up onto the roof that shared a very similar color to her white-scaled body.
PIT-PATTA-PIT-PATTA!
FLOP-STOMP-FLOP-STOMP!
“ICE CREAM!” a cacophony of excited children shouted as the once empty sidewalk became crowded with children of all ages within a matter of secons.
Takoda knew she could not make a move from her flattened position upon the roof of the ice cream truck. Anyone who bothered to take a good look at the refrigerated vehicle’s roof would easily notice her if she did anything to distract from the illusion of her body being a genuine part of the vendor’s vehicle. As Takoda’s baby brother, Elliot, could notice pretty much anything that wasn’t supposed to be noticed, the teen dragon could only guess at how obnoxiously she’d be called out by a gathering of sugar seeking kiddos.
“Sorry, kids,” the ice cream man stated towards the crowd after a seemingly short period of time. “You guys seem to really love your ice cream and I just ran out of many of my flavors.”
“Aww,” the children pouted nearly in unison.
“But I have more ice cream back at the shop!” the vendor announced.
“YAY!” the not yet served, or kids who were seeking seconds, cried out with delight.
“Be back in about ten minutes!” the ice cream man announced with a wave of his hand. “Be good for your moms and pops until I get back!”
DING-DING-A-LING-TING-TING!
The ice cream truck’s speaker exploded to life with its carousel-like, whimsical melody before lurching forward to drive off towards its next destination. Takoda could now only hold on for dear life as she did all she could to calm her rattled nerves that had been thoroughly rattled by all of the ill-fated events that had just taken place while hanging onto the roof with everything she had left in her.
Category Story / Baby fur
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