This sorry excuse for a human being was a disgrace to all lifeguards. Sure, he looked the part, but he was horrible at his job. He was far more interested in patrolling the chicks and flirting with them than he was paying attention to the families on the beach. A boy almost drowned yesterday on the beach, if it hadn’t been for a good samaritan who had been paying better attention than the lifeguard the boy would be dead. That’s just unacceptable in my book. But I fixed the problem. With just a bit of magic, Skylar is now mentally nothing more than a dog. He’s still somewhat self-aware, I did want to punish him after all, but I don’t really know what the old him thinks of his new life (nor do I honestly care). And I know what your thinking, that ass of his is too hot to go to waste, which I agree, which is why he’s a bitch kind of dog and not the stud variety.
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