The Field Trip 1: Miss. Shepard

Mr. Dobs’ Balloon Animals

Field Trip 1: Miss. Shepard

Miss. Shepard was stuck, stuck with her 8 students. Every year she would take her class up to the nature exhibit at the top of the mountain. The field trip and following report made up for the classes’ lack of a final. Usually the trip was over in a few hours but this year they had a minor earth quake which caused a rock slide. It blocked the road down the mountain to her dismay.

“mmm that’s a problem.” The exhibit keeper said. “Well I’m sure the road crew will be up here in the morning to clear it. There’s no need to worry I have plenty of supplies up here to hold us over.”

“We’re stuck up here!?!” Tina one of her students yelled.

“That’s bullshit!” Tina’s boy-friend Robert chimed in, how pleasantly put too…

“Now calm down its not the end of the world like the keeper said he has supplies and I’m sure he will let us stay in one of the buildings over night. Wont you?” Miss Shepard looked to the keeper expectantly.

“Well of course haha. By the way my name is Mr. Dobs.” He reached his hand out to the nearest student Kyle the class nerd and “teacher’s pet”. After his hand hung there for a while he just shrugged it off. “City folk don’t like shakin hands I guess hehehe well follow me there’s an old dining hall we can spend the night in”

“Thanks Mr. Dobs”

“No problem besides I’m stuck here too after all. So does everyone call you Miss Shepard?”

“My name is Debby”

Debby and the students followed the old man to a rather large building nestled in the trees. He showed them where the bathrooms were at the ends of the large hall inside. After a couple minutes it started to rain keeping everyone in the building.

“How would you guys like to have a little fun?” Mr. Dobs said to the group. “I used to be a carnie back some years ago have a talent for balloon animals.” The college students weren’t impressed. “Hard ball it is. I’ll make you a wager then. Name an animal real or fictional that I can’t make and Ill give you $100”

“And if we lose?” that was Jerry, he was a baseball player.

“You have to throw the balloon away hahaha!! How’s that sound?” Mr. Dobs was smiling.

“Make a snake!” George yelled. He was sorta slow. Debby always felt bad for him, cause the other students would pick on him, a lot.

“A snake is easy, fuckin retard” Robert said. How ever Mr. Dobs’ hands were blindingly fast and in no time at all he handed a rather well made snake balloon, complete with an intricate design down the length complete with eyes and an open mouth.

“Be nice Robert!” Debby hated when they would pick on George.

“Bet he can’t make a rat.” Mr. Dobs laughed as he handed a perfect, pink tailed red eyed buck toothed, rat over to Rob.

“Any one else?” Dobs said defiantly. “How about you Miss Shepard?”

“Um, I’ll take a dog” She knew by now the bet was just to get them interested no point in thinking of something hard to make. Her dog was brown with black splotches and blue eyes. It truly was amazing, such detail and only using balloons, he didn’t even use markers. After a couple minutes everyone had a balloon animal. Couple arguments later and Debby had had enough. “Ok that’s enough boys left side, girls right side. Spread out I don’t want to hear any more bickering or you all fail the course. She was tired, this had been the longest day shed had in a while and her students weren’t helping any.

She walked over near the middle of the room and pulled out a chair to sleep in. threw her pack on the ground and set the balloon dog down next to it. Then she took everything from her pockets. She threw her keys on her pack but they bounced off and landed on the balloon. *pssssssssss “Shit! No no no!” one of the keys had put a hole in the dog and the whole thing was deflating fast. Before she could plug the hole the dog had gone completely flat. She let out a disappointed sigh. “oh well” she thought “that could have been a nice souvenir of this odd trip. Well maybe it still could be.” She folded it up and put it into her pack. After that she sat down in the chair, threw her jacket over her and fell fast to sleep.

She woke up grunting and moaning “oh god my stomach hurts so bad!” She very nearly fell out of the chair, while gripping her stomach. She was going to puke until she restrained herself. “bathroom, need the bathroom” She tried to stand but fell to the ground. The pain worsened. She started to crawl the 20 feet or so on hands and knees. As she crawled she got very hot. She started panting. “almost there!” she pushed the door open with one hand and tried to hit the light but she couldn’t reach it from the floor. She didn’t bother with it and quickly made her way to the nearest stall. Instantly upon seeing the bowl she hurled, getting it all inside thankfully. She pulled the handle trying to get rid of the smell. She puked again, then pulled the handle. She sat there shivering feeling a little better, her head still hovering inches above the water of the bowl. She flushed one more time. She was still so hot. She pulled her top off. She didn’t care if one of her students saw her at this point.

Oddly she was completely dry. Still dying of heat she slipped off her denim skirt. “It’s so hot in here” as she started to pant again. Not thinking about it she put her head back into the bowl and lapped up some water. ”What the fuck am I doing?” she tried to stop drinking but she was still so hot! “It’s just water, same water from the sink. Same water from the fountains too” she justified to herself. “Gah!” she unclasped her bra and let it fall to the floor. “Oh so much better!” the air brushing against her exposed breasts felt good. It felt liberating. So she removed her panties as well. She was completely naked minus her church cross necklace.

Finally having sated her thirst she leaned back onto her butt and wiped her mouth. “what the hell?!? Is that fur!?!” she could feel the hair on her arm but still couldn’t see it. She felt around and discovered that it was all over her body now even her face. “what’s happening to me!” she tried to say but only a mangled number of yelps and whimpers could be heard.

Then the lights came on. “oh god no please I don’t want to be seen like this!” more wines and yelps came out of her mouth.

“oh don’t be afraid now Miss Shepard.” It was Dobs! “You’ll be just fine I promise” She could hear him but he wasn’t in sight yet. She turned around to face the door and as she did she saw her once pink blouse lying on the floor was now a shade of gray.

“Please help me! I don’t want to be a dog!” Mr. Dobs walked up to the stall to find a half transformed dog woman kneeling on the floor. “You have to help me! Please I need… attention… I… pet me!… No! Please…” He reached down and scratched behind her ear, as it slid up the side of her head and became pointed. “Yes! Oh thank you! More more…NO! change me back…why are…you… not using both hands!” with that he used the other hand to gently stroke her neck and down her back. She then felt a strange feeling like something was hitting her butt over and over. She looked back to find her tail thumping against the toilet. “no no no this can’t be!” Still wining and yelping. She had to do something, anything! She leaned forward and opened her mouth which was now more of a snout “I’m going to…” she licked his face over and over as her transformation completed. She was now a gorgeous German Shepard.

“You’re very pretty Miss Shepard, the Shepard hehehe. Now that just wont do now will it? I think I’ll call you Lady how's that sound?”

“No I’m Debby, Debby Shepard! German Shepard… Shepard…Lady… I’m a Lady” she twisted her head to the side a bit and looked at the old man. “Lady! That’s me I’m Lady I know I am!” Dobs gave her a nice pat on the head and proceeded to scratch her ears again.

“We’ll play some fetch in the morning how does that sound?” She just wanted to be by her master doing anything with him would be fun! “Now come on we got some students to watch over tonight!” He said with a smile as he walked out of the bathroom, his faithful companion by his side

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11.04.11

story continues in The Field Trip 2: Tina

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