Good Boy

I had called her and texted her multiple times. I couldn't understand why she was so upset. I had even went to her apartment to try and talk to her, but there was no answer. I assumed she wasn't home..... or seriously avoiding me. I finally stormed back into my apartment, accepting defeat. I trudged into my kitchen and began to make myself coffee. Once it was done I slumped into the chair at the table and rubbed my eyes.

"Tough morning?" I flinched and looked up. Frank was smiling down at me softly.

"You could say that" I took a sip of coffee and let the liquid burn my throat.

"What happened, Gee?" he said as he poured himself some black coffee and sat down beside me.

"She..... she came over here this morning and I was gonna tell her how I felt, but she saw the witchcraft books and freaked. She ran out of the apartment without a word and now I can't get a hold of her" I stopped my story and looked up to see Frank looking bewildered. Glad I wasn't the only one who couldn't take hold of the situation.

"Why would she do that?" he questioned.

"No clue" I shrugged.

"Is she religions?"

"Defiantly not" I scoffed. I looked back at Frank to see him standing up. He grabbed my hand and pulled me up with him. I raised my eyebrow; shooting him a questioning look.

"C'mon" he smiled to me.

"Where are we going?" I groaned as he pulled me toward the door.

"Shopping. I can't keep borrowing your clothes" He giggled.

About a half hour later we were at the mall. We made sure and avoided all the expensive stores and went straight for the sales. Frank may have a job now, but he wasn't rich by any means. Frank pulled me into a Target next door to the mall. We had been having a lot of fun. I only stopped to check my phone (in case Lindsey responded) for the first hour, but now I had completely forgotten about out and was caught up in helping Frank find some shirts.

Frank stood in the dressing room as I waited outside. I glanced over at the rack full of discarded clothes and smirked. I snatched up a lacey night gown made for women and turned back to the room Frank was in. I knocked on it and Frank opened the door; wearing a Joker shirt that he had picked out.

"I think you should get this" I held it up to Frank and he turned pink.

"You wish you could get me in that" he rolled his eyes and closed the door in my face. I chucked and turned to put it back when I met face first with some tall fat guy, holding his kids hand. They both looked at me with wide eyes and horrid faces. I bit back a laugh and turned pink. The fat guy gave me the death glare and I turned around. I decided I was gonna have fun with this.

"Hey Frankie, baby, I'm gonna go see if they sell lube and cucumbers here, I'll meet you up front in twenty minutes" I sang. I watched the fat guy and his kids face widen even more and the fat guy quickly pulled his son away from the changing rooms. I laughed as Frank responded with "uh, k?"

I was still laughing as I walked away, heading for the pet section.

An hour later we were in the mall again. I had told Frank of what exactly happened in the changing room and he almost died of laughter. He held a few bags in his hands while I was carrying the other half for him.

"Ohh! I love this place! They make the best donuts" he squealed and took my hand in his, pulling me toward the restaurant. When we got to the front we ordered a couple of donuts. The cashier had to be about 17. His name tag read BRANDON in bold letters

"Mmmm... I could really go for some donut holes, but I down have enough money" Frank pouted at me. He dropped some coins on the floor and smiled. "oops" he giggled. He stuck his ass out as he picked up the change. Both me and the cashier couldn't help but look at it. I had to admit, it looked great, especially now that he wore tight jeans that fit him better than my clothes were fitting him. I tore my eyes from Franks butt and looked up at the cashier who was looking at Frank too. He had turned red and began to ring up the food. He handed us our bag and Frank winked at the cashier, thanking him.

"Don't you think he was a little young for you?" I asked. I was a little irritated after that whole show, I didn't know why.

"Even if he was my age, he's not my type" Frank smirked as we sat down at a table. He must have seen my confusion because he reached in the bag and pulled out our donuts, along with a small bag of donut holes. I smiled up at Frank and realized he had just gotten himself some free donut holes, a number written in sharpie on the bag. Frank split the donut holes evenly and gave me my half.

"You are evil!" I chuckle and ate my food.

"Well.... with the right persuasion, you can get anyone to do anything"

"Really?" I laughed at how cocky he was being.

"Totally" he confirmed and ate into a donut hole. He chewed it up and pushed his head back, moaning. I bit my lip, trying to hold my own moan back. I was moaning for a completely different reason than he was, though. "This is so good" he whispered to himself and took another bite.

"Prove it'' I said.

"Prove that this is good?"

"No, prove that you can persuade people" I leaned back into my chair and folded my arms.

He thought for a moment, then looked up a me devilishly. "I bet I can get you to give me one of your donut holes" he smirked

"Your on" I challenged. Before I knew it, I felt something trail up my leg. My eyes widened as I realized it was a foot' Franks foot.

"Frank, what are you doing" I hissed. I looked around to see if anyone was looking. It was a pretty crowded place, if anyone were to look over they would clearly see what Frank was doing.

"Nothing" he teased innocently. I felt my face get hot as his foot trailed up to my inner thigh. He had taken off his shoe so I could feel his toes as they rubbed my inner thigh. The sensations running straight to my dick.

"I'm not giving you the donut" I said stubbornly. I tried to keep a straight face, but I could feel my face heating up and I had to bite back a moan. He continued to rub in the same place and for a second I thought I could win, but his food trailed up even further and began to rub my crotch. I squealed and jumped a little bit. I tried to smack his foot away but was unsuccessful. I bit my lip and looked around worriedly. I was fully hard at this point and Frank knew it perfectly well as he continued his actions. I looked at him and was smirking devilishly at me.

"What's wrong, Gee?" he asked innocently.

I tried to tell him to stop, but when I opened my mouth only a small, embarrassing squeak came out. He giggled cutely and began to rub even harder. "Frankie" I moaned out loudly. I quickly realized what I had done and covered my mouth with my hand. I looked around to see if anyone had noticed, but everyone was too otherwise intrigued. Except for one. The guy that checked us (mostly Frank) out was now scrubbing down tables and looking over at me with wide eyes. Him and I met eyes and I turned even redder than I already was. I quickly pushed my food toward Frank and stood up quickly. I thanked god that I wore tight pants today, so people couldn't really see the erection that strained against my pants. I took the bags I was carrying for Frank and rushed out of the donut shop. I heard Frank calling my name but I ignored it. I trudged out and sat on a bench. I felt completely embarrassed. My face was still red when Frank came rushing out of the place after me. His shoe had returned to his foot and he carried the bags. He came and sat next to me hesitantly. I shoved my head in my hands, avoiding eye contact with him. His hand came up and rubbed my back.

"I'm so sorry Gee, I didn't mean for things to get that far" he stopped rubbing my back and removed my hands from my face. He set my hands in my lap and his hands came up to cup my face. He tilted my face, forcing me to look at him. When we met eyes I could see how sorry he really was. For that instant, I felt like it was just me and him. There weren't people passing us, there wasn't people yelling through the large hall to come into their shop, it was just me and Frank. Our eyes stayed glued together for a moment, then I realized I was getting closer to him. No, we was leaning closer too. Our faces were dangerously close together. We stayed like that for a second, until he pulled me in all the way. Our lips stayed together for a moment, not moving. His tongue came up and pressed to my lower lip. I opened my mouth for him and he slid his tongue into my mouth. I didn't fight for dominance, I didn't feel flirtatious anymore. All in needed was Frank with me right here in this moment. And he was.

The kiss was short and beautiful. I had completely forgotten we were at the mall, until we pulled away. When Frank let go of my face I heard a roar of clapping. Frank and I turned to see we had grown quite the crowd. A group of people were standing in front of us, clapping. I exchanged glances with Frank and giggled. My face turned red again. Frank stood up, pulling me with him. He bowed and urged me to do the same. I curtsied and laughed toward Frank. Today had turned out to be a good day after all.

Frank and I had been silent all the way back to the apartment. I checked my phone on the bus but Lindsey still hadn't tried to contact me. I shrugged it off and shoved my phone back into my pocket. When we got back to the apartment Frank put away his clothes (I had given him some room in my closet and drawer for him) while I made pizza rolls for dinner. I had hidden the bag full of my secret things. Frank hadn't discovered the bag yet and I hoped he wouldn't until I got back from work. I was excited for tomorrow night, it was my night off. I liked my nights off because then I got to see Frank transform. I had seen it only a couple of times. Each time it amazed me beyond belief. His hair would grown while his entire body structure would change. His clothes would drop and soon became a pile on the floor. I smiled at the memory of him changing.

Soon me and Frank (still human) were on the couch, watching television and eating dinner. He was cuddled up to me. I didn't mind, it was just like when he was a dog, but better. Once we were done eating, Frank took his place, laying his head on my lap as he got cough up in the show. I stared down at him and smiled to myself. He looked up and grinned widely at me.

"What are you looking at?" he giggled.

"You" I admitted. I turned pink and awkwardly leaned down in an awkward position to kiss him again. I wasn't fighting it anymore. I liked Frank and it was okay. The more I admitted it to myself, the more I realized I liked about the boy. He sat up and I sat back up, our lips not leaving each others. We started to kiss passionately as my tongue found the inside of his mouth. I pushed my tongue to the roof of his mouth and our teeth clanked together as we pulled at each other, obviously wanting more than we were getting. I moaned as he straddled me. We made out like that for a long time. We both silently understood that we didn't want to go farther just yet.

Eventually, I had to pull myself away as I trudged to work, off to one of the longest shifts I've ever worked.

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