It had officially been a year since Shaggy gave Scooby his licking restrictions and now, at the age of 15, Shaggy started to feel better about himself. The shame of what he allowed Scooby to do in the past was starting to fade away and it seemed that everything was fine.
Until one day, when his parents wanted to talk to him about something.
Confused, Shaggy entered the living room and sat down on the couch.
"Son, we need to talk about you and Scooby," said Mr. Rodgers.
"Okay but why? Did we do something?" asked Shaggy.
"Shaggy, we've started to notice things between you and Scooby," said Mrs. Rodgers.
"What things?" Shaggy asked, unsure as to where this was going.
"Like how you and Scooby act around each other. It doesn't seem like a usual dog-human relationship." said Mr. Rodgers.
"Well, we're best friends. I'm not going to treat him like he's a stray on the street."
"Okay then why am I hearing slurping sounds whenever I get close to your bedroom door?" asked Mr. Rodgers.
"Slurping sounds?" Shaggy asked, his heart started to beat fast.
"Yes, I hear strange sounds coming from your bedroom. I hear slurping noises and then I hear you laughing," said Mr. Rodgers.
"Oh, that? Scoob's just licking my face. That's all." said Shaggy, as he started to panic.
"Shaggy, I think we know it's more than that." Mrs. Rodgers.
"Don't lie to me, son. What else do you do with Scooby?" asked Mr. Rodgers.
Shaggy was worried about answering because the more he denied that he had done other things with Scooby, the less his parents would believe him.
"Son, please answer us. What else do you do with Scooby? Is it anything inappropriate?" asked Mr. Rodgers.
Now scared, Shaggy had to end this conversation before it got any worse.
"I…I let him lick my feet." Shaggy admitted, feeling pressured to tell them something. It wasn't like he was lying to them. He just wasn't telling them the whole truth.
He looked down, not wanting to see his parents being disappointed and disgusted with him.
"I know it's weird. I never forced him to do it. He licks my feet, and I find it ticklish. That's why you hear me laughing, Dad. I promise." said Shaggy.
"And that's it? Scooby just licks your feet. He doesn't lick you anywhere else. He's not licking your privates or anything like that?" asked Mr. Rodgers.
"No, that's it," Shaggy said, lying through his teeth.
Luckily, his parents brought his words and Mrs. Rodgers said, "Okay, Shaggy. We believe you."
"So, am I going to get punished?" asked Shaggy.
"Well, although what you and Scooby are doing is unsanitary, there's no real reason to punish you for it," said Mrs. Rodgers.
"Son, I know you're a teen and teens have a habit of keeping secrets from their parents, but we just want you to be more open towards us. That's all," said Mr. Rodgers.
"Okay, Dad," said Shaggy.
"Sweetie, just remember that if there's anything you want to tell us, we're here to listen. Okay?" asked Mrs. Rodgers.
"Okay, Mom," said Shaggy.
"Oh, we love you Shaggy." Mrs. Rodgers said before hugging Shaggy.
While Mrs. Rodgers believed in Shaggy's story, Mr. Rodgers didn't. He had a strong feeling his son might be engaging in bestiality with Scooby, with the two possibly having something either romantic or sexual going on. But since he had no solid evidence to prove this, he kept his suspicions to himself. But one day, he'll know what's REALLY going on with Shaggy and Scooby. One day.
Hope you enjoyed the chapter. Mr. Rodgers' suspicions will come up again later in this story. The next chapter will deal with a 16-year-old Shaggy setting up his first livestream. Also, I'm working on a ton of other stories, so stay tuned for more updates. Other than that, I hope you all have a wonderful day. Bye for now and stay safe.