Send Nudes.
The message is simple; the directions clear.
So I do.
The first image is full-frontal: The Naked Mole Rat.
The user disconnects in a string of expletives.
The next guy gets a photo of a Sphynx Cat in all its hairless glory. It’s what he asked for . . . in a roundabout way.
I send images of the pink and wrinkled hairless rat, the greyish blub of a bald guinea pig breed, and a gleaming silky flash of a dolphin. The final picture is of a naked dog breed: the Peruvian hairless dog.
I watch as my inbox fills with responses: blood boiling beneath flesh, raw nerves exposed.
I feel guilty when I close the app.
Did any of those animals consent to the pictures?
LIZ WRIDE is a writer from Wales. Her short fiction has recently appeared in Pop To Mag . . ., Apocalips Publishing, and Turnpike Magazine. Her 2015 story, Potato, was shortlisted for ELLE UK’s Talent Award. She has forthcoming pieces in VampCat Magazine and Cabinet of Heed.