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Bobby Thomson is in for a suprising week at his aunt's when he is transformed every day.
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Chapter #5

Aunt Marla's Toy French Poodle

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After settling in Aunt Marla's guestroom, I decide to go to bed and catch up on some well deserved sleep. My mind wonders on what the following five days are going to hold in store for me. "Oh to only not have any worries and just let come what may" I say aloud as I drift off. As sleep overcomes me I begin to dream of a life with no worries, just playing carefree with no responsibilities. I dream of being taken care of, running free through the neighborhood park and letting someone else make all the decisions for me. A life of unbridled abandonment.

Upon wakening in Aunt Marla's guestroom I feel strange, not sure of how long I have slept. As I stretch out with my usual morning yawn I notice my body responds oddly. Try as I may I feel my arms and legs, in fact my entire body no longer responds the way it should.

"I must be tangled in the bed sheets" I say to myself only to hear "arff arff arff arff arff" in response. "What the heck?" I ask myself as I roll out of bed and fall a dizzying height to the floor.

I shake my head and try to stand, only to find myself down on all fours. Wondering what just happened I take a look at myself only to see the fury pink body of a dog in place of my human form. A serge of adrenaline runs through my body as I panic realizing I have in fact become a dog!

I scamper across the room to the full length mirror and gaze in amazement. Looking back at me is the reflection of a puny, pink French Poodle, complete with the funky hair cut. My mouth drops and to my dismay the toy poodle dog's reflection also drops it's mouth. "Oh damn! That's ME!" I realize.

A knock comes to the door as it opens slowly. Aunt Marla walks in wearing her robe and looks down at me smiling.

"Well good morning Bobby." she greets me while bending down and fastening a collar around my neck attached to a leather leash. "I trust you slept well, and are probably wondering what happened that you are now a dog. A silly little French Poodle I might add." Aunt Marla laughs.

"Come" Aunt Marla commands as she tugs my leash and leads me through her house into the kitchen. I am so puny I am only knee height to Aunt Marla. She then prepares a double bowl of dog food and water and places it under the table. "Go ahead, eat up Bobby" Aunt Marla smiled.

Somehow, I can't quite explain how, I had to obey Aunt Marla and quickly started eating away at the bowl of foul tasting dog food as she sat down and enjoyed her morning cup of tea.

"It's like this Bobby, for what ever reason my guestroom transforms whomsoever sleeps and dreams in there into what they wish to be based on their desires. You're not the first guest I have had in there. In fact, I am wearing two of my previous guests right now." Aunt Marla stands up and opens her robe to reveal her very alluring body clad in only a bra and panties. "Yes, both my bra and panties were former male guests I had over. Now they are my everyday underwear. It's what they dreamed of, what they desire, so now it's what they are."

I gaze up from under the table at Aunt Marla's incredible body. At first I was astonished at how snug her bra and panties fit, especially around her enormous breasts and tight waist, when I notice that her bra and panties are actually moving, hugging and caressing as it were her porn star actress type body. It is with both horror and fascination that I realized her bra and panties were actual living beings. Aunt Marla closed her robe and sat back down, "Eat" she commanded me and I eagerly feasted on my bowl of dog food.

"From my experiences so far I have figured out this. You can change back or into something else as long as you return to my guestroom and fall asleep before midnight of the same day. If you do not, well let's just say you end up in a permanent position such as my underwear. They are stuck being my bra and panties forever. You on the other hand have four more days of transformations possible for you; but remember on the last night, before your parents take you home, you have to think and dream of being yourself as a human again. Or else who knows what you may end up being." Aunt Marla laughs again.

"While you dream, I in my room see your dreams. It's how I knew to show up with a leash and collar." Aunt Marla smiles down at me. "And since your parents, namely my sister forced me into this baby sitting, and neither you or I am into insest, I have arranged a special friend to stop by to help me watch over you."

Just then the doorbell rang, instinctively I yelped "arff arff arff" and ran towards the front door only to be stopped in my tracks by a tug on my collar by Aunt Marla. "Heel!" she yells down to me and I instinctively obey.

Aunt Marla opens the front door and as I look up I see to my dismay her next door neighbor, my classmate and the school's female geek and outcast Laura whom I personally have teased to no end.

"Hello Aunt Marla" Laura hugs my aunt. Laura looks down at me with an evil grin. "Hello Bobby" and laughs out loud. "So this is the dog I am to babysit today" Laura questions Aunt Marla.

"Yes he is Laura. Please take good care of him and have him back well before midnight or else he'll be stuck as a dog" Aunt Marla giggled. "And may I add, YOUR DOG if that should happen."

"Oh he's in good hands" Laura laughs evilly.







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1. Laura takes me for a walk in the park

2. Laura takes me back to her bedroom

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