Paw Personify
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Last published Thu, Jul 14, 2022
They say a dog is a man's best friend and I can say that it is true.
Meeting you was the last thing that I expected, but I am glad I met you when I felt like I can't continue anymore. But what if you suddenly disappear then one day there's this guy who introduced himself as you? Is that even possible? How can a dog be a man?
A dog transformed into a human form is hard to believe. Mika who just got a bit better after losing his dream marriage life, long-time partner, his job with the help of her dog that she unexpectedly met but suddenly disappear and went missing for weeks until a knock on her door woke her up from deep sleep. With a groggy eyes and heavy steps she opened the door, she was welcome with a handsome and glittering eyes that is starring straight at her with a wide smile on his lips. She was going to ask who he is but before then he jumped into her arms like a child forgetting the fact that he is bigger and heavier than her and as a result they both fell to the ground, mika on the floor with her aching back and sttruggling to breath while the man is on top of her and started licking her face. With great force she struggle to push the man off of her and took a deep breath before asking the man who the hell is he and tellig him to get the fuck out of her house as loud as she can.
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