You yourself are walking down a street. It can be any street you like; a street near your home, a street far away, a street you've never even seen before. All you know is that you are walking down this street when you come across... a dog.
It is a perfectly floofy dog, a brilliant pupper, sat happily in front of you wagging its tail. What do you do?
[[I wish to look around for an owner.]]
[[Let's just check this dog's collar for a name tag.]]
[[OH GOD ITDS PUPPER IFT DOG DOGGY DOO OGH GOD PET IT PLEASE FKRS]]
You kneel down right in front of the dog and run your hands down its luxurious fluffy coat, petting this wonderful pup like there's no tomorrow. Every hair of fur in its coat is soft and glistening, almost like water as run your fingers through it. The light catches the dog's coat in just the right way that it seems to be shining, basking in your love and happiness. You don't know when but you must have started crying from sheer joy of the pets. The dog is wagging its tail clearly enjoying the petting as much as you enjoy giving it.
It has been hours, you are still petting the small dog. Your stomach rumbles and your throat is dry and the dog has long since laid down to rest. Maybe it's time to stop petting the dog now.
[[nO O MOreRE PETS foR DOfgG]]
[[Yeah you're right I have responsibilities and such, goodbye doggie.]]
Taking the dog's behaviour as a divine sign you kneel down and pet the dog and it feels as if it is indeed a reward from some higher power. The softness and fluffiness of the dog's fur goes beyond that of the simple sense of touch this has become an almost spiritual experience. It was your destiny to come across this dog and to pet it, the stars aligned and your duty in this world is finally complete.
[[I am satisfied with this world and am ready to move onto the next.]]
[[What no it's just a dog it was nice to pet but now I'm gonna go.]]
Your fight or flight responses kick in as you consider the options. Is this all a trap? Did someone plan for you to be drawn in by such a fluffy creature? You take a few steps backwards and then run full pelt away from the dog, rounding corners and ducking down alleyways, making sure nothing could follow you.
You stop to catch your breath and look up and down the street you're not standing on. Something catches your eye something familar, and fluffy. Somehow the dog is there again staring straight at you as if neither of you had moved. It starts padding towards you and you step back before running away again.
No matter how far or how fast you run the dog is always there, waiting for you. It's almost as if the dog is everywhere at once. You turn a corner and come back onto the street you first saw the pup except now there's an entire army of dogs, all identical, walking down the street towards you.
You turn to run again but it's too late, another army of pups are coming from behind you. Before you can do anything to escape the dogs are on you, and you are lost in a sea of fluff and snoots and paw beans.
[[It was inevitable.]]
You decide to do the responsible thing and look for this dog's owner, after all you don't know this dog or how it'd react to being pet. You try to wrench your gaze away from the dog, promising yourself you'll look back at its glorious fluffy coat as soon as you can, and look around for an owner.
Unfortunately there doesn't seem to be anyone else on this street, and no nearby parks or open doors for this little scamp to have run away from. As you look around you hear the tiniest *pat pat* as the little dogger plods happily towards you and rests a paw on your shoe. Now what will you do?
[[Clearly I have been blessed by the god of dogs and am granted permission to pet this beautiful baby.]]
[[I do not trust this dog what if it has a gun? I want to run away, there will be other pups to pet.]]
[[Wait no now I am genuinely worried for this dog's safety I want to check its collar now->Let's just check this dog's collar for a name tag.]]
You lean down and brush away part of this dog's glorious fur to get a better look at its collar. Unfortunately there doesn't seem to be a nametag anywhere you can see. Getting desperate and a little worried about this small ball of fluff you twist the collar this way and that looking for some form of identification but to no avail.
Finally giving up you hear a small yap and see the dog looking up at you, its two loving eyes staring up at you in glee. Is now the time for pets?
[[OF COURSE IT IS IT IS ALWAYS TIME FOR PETS!->OH GOD ITDS PUPPER IFT DOG DOGGY DOO OGH GOD PET IT PLEASE FKRS]]
[[This dog is all on its own, I must find someone of authority to find this dog's owner.]]
[[The dog is mine now goodbye.]]
Thankfully you always carry you Emergency Leash with you so you scoop the pupper up in your arms, attatch the leash, and run off down the road looking for an Proper Animal Professional or PAP for short. After a short while of searching you find a nearby pet shop and the PAP in charge is more than happy to help you.
Unfortunately this particular dog isn't registered in any animal system and with no other means of identification it's impossible to find the owner, if it even has one. The PAP leaves the choice to you, either you could officially adopt this pupper yourself and pet it as much as you'd like or you can leave it with the PAP, thoroughly unpet. Which will you choose?
[[I can't just leave this dog alone in the world, it'll be tough but I'll gladly take it in.]]
[[As much as I love this little baby I can't afford to keep a pet, it'd be better if I left it here. I'm sure such a fluffy bab will be bought in no time at all.]]
You are overcome with selfish feelings and suddenly grab the dog before fleeing down the road as fast as you can. The soft ball of floof in your arms jostles slightly as you run from anyone who might want to take the dog away from you.
What you weren't expecting though was for the dog to have anti-personal weaponry stored in its fur for just this occasion. Unfortunately you don't get further than a few streets away before you're knocked unconcious by the dog's Personal Fluff Launcher.
[[The dog is gone.]]
You continue to pet the dog, you smush its little face and boop its little nose. Hours pass, people come and go, soon it's nighttime and you are still petting the dog. You're not even hungry you just keep petting
and petting
and petting
[[and petting]]
You try to pull yourself away from this fluffy angel, your desire for pets has been sated and now it's time to get on with your life. Unfortunately you seem unable to pull your hands away from the dog. At first you think your hands are caught up in its fur but the dog seems completely unfazed, it just sits and stares at you as you tug and pull and try to wrench your hands free.
Slowly but surely you feel your hands start to be pulled deeper into the fluff, more and more of your arms are sucked into the everpresent mass of fur in front of you. It's not long before you entire body is absorbed into the dog, somehow it still seems completely indifferent to what's just happened. Your conciseness fades as that too is absorbed by the dog.
It's not long before someone else comes along and looks down at the dog. The dog wags its tail and the person bends down to give it pets and you can feel yourself prepare for what's to come. [[It starts all over again.]]
You feel your spirit leave your body and you ascend to the life beyond, an almighty land with dogs as far as the eye can see. Every kind of dog imaginable is there and noone will stop you from petting them. In the centre of the collection of puppies is the dog you met on the street, he basks in your adoration and welcomes you to doggy heaven.
[[Congratulations.]]
You stand up and straighten out your clothes before heading off down the road again, after all it was just a dog and while you enjoyed petting it there's no reason to go all spiritual about it.
Unbeknownst to you however it was ENTIRELY NECESSARY to go all spiritual about this particular dog, and before you can get even ten steps away from the pup a great firey hole opens up underneath you and pulls you straight into hell. For you see that dog was no ordinary dog, it was The Almighty Pupper and for shunning it you have been banished to a plain of existence where you dare not speak its name.
[[Welcome... to Doggy Hell.]]
You have successfully pet the dog and though your adventure ended, ultimately, in death you have at least moved on to the only place that matters, the realm of dogs.
This game was Dog Petting Simulator 2017 and it was written and created by Riley Rimmer. Thank you for playing.
[[Play Again?->Walking]]
Well that didn't exactly go very well for you, but at least you got some nice pets out of the deal, even if you have to spend eternity cleaning up after un-house trained dogs.
This game was Dog Petting Simulator 2017 and it was written and created by Riley Rimmer. Thank you for playing.
[[Play Again?->Walking]]
I wish I could say you didn't deserve this fate but what kind of cruel monster runs away from a poor innocent doggy that just wants to be pet?
This game was Dog Petting Simulator 2017 and it was written and created by Riley Rimmer. Thank you for playing.
[[Play Again?->Walking]]
You buy some dog-caring essentials from the pet shop and head home with the new furry member of the family in your arms. You pet the dog, feed the dog, walk the dog, spend time with the dog. You know it can't but you're sure if this dog could speak it would thank you for all you've done for it.
[[You feel like yours and this dog's lives are finally complete.]]
Aha maybe you didn't understand? You're able to take this dog, this wonder fluffy pup, home with you and care for it and love it. You will be able to pet the dog. You will be happy. WHAT will you do?
[[Oh well when you put it like that I guess I'll take the dog home? ->I can't just leave this dog alone in the world, it'll be tough but I'll gladly take it in.]]
I already said no I don't want this dog just let me live my life.
Congratulations for achieving what I suppose could be called the "Good Ending". You were calm, collected and responsible, you even put the dog's happiness above your desire for pets and that takes a big person. Good on you.
This game was Dog Petting Simulator 2017 and it was written and created by Riley Rimmer. Thank you for playing.
[[Play Again?->Walking]]
Unfortunately that's game over, there's no longer a dog for you to pet and so the game kind of crumbles to dust without its core concept intact. Anyway.
This game was Dog Petting Simulator 2017 and it was written and created by Riley Rimmer. Thank you for playing.
[[Play Again?->Walking]]
Days pass. Weeks. Months. Years. Buildings behind you close and slowly crumble. Empires rise and fall. The earth spins on silently and at the centre of it all is you, petting the dog.
This is your existence, your immortality. You will never stop petting the dog and the dog will never stop being pet by you.
[[...]]
Well that was... interesting. I guess you won? In some sense? You pet the hell out of that dog and what more can I ask of you in this, a dog petting simulator.
This game was Dog Petting Simulator 2017 and it was written and created by Riley Rimmer. Thank you for playing.
[[Play Again?->Walking]]
You yourself are walking down a street. It can be any street you like; a street near your home, a street far away, a street you've never even seen before. All you know is that you are walking down this street when you come across... [[a dog.]]
Congratulations on becoming part of the dog conciousness we all know and fear. We can only hope one of us will be next. In the meantime, be a good dog and do your best!
This game was Dog Petting Simulator 2017 and it was written and created by Riley Rimmer. Thank you for playing.
[[Play Again?->Walking]]