Lyta and other stories

By CakeMartyr

Lyta's MoT

So you're sitting comfortably in your favourite window spot in the sun. Then somebody about ten times taller than you scoops you up and puts you in a plastic box with a metal grill on the front.

Then you're made to sit in this thing while you are outside, passing canine animals as the big human walks through a park. So you shit yourself in the plastic box.

When you arrive at the other place, there are more canines, some very big. Then someone opens the plastic box and removes the poo. Then they force your mouth open and start poking things into your neck and they wonder why you don't sit still.

Then you endure the journey back.

Not a surprise then that you end up in a bit of a sulk after.

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