You find your dog, Max, slurping water from his water bowl. You grab him by the collar and lead him to the secraet room with little difficulty. Once you get there your mother says, "are you gonna start it yet?", your respond, "yeah one second" snickering to yourself about what you were about time to do.
You place your golden retriever in the pod and close the pod behind him. You press the outside button and the machine starts to whir as your mother says, " Finally i was wonderi--" your can't finish as a bright light comes out of the machine. You open the pod that your mom was in and see her jump out and start to walk aroumd on all fours, she starts to say "woof, woof" repeatedly in her voice.
Curious you open the other door where Max (or rather your mother) is barking like crazy. You grab her/his collar with a lot more resistance, and bring him/her outside to the fenced off backyard. You leave your mother barking repeatedly and go back into the secret room and find your dog, Max on the floor with ripped clothes on the floor wearing scraps of what his mother was previously wearing.
You grab your mothers neck and bring her/him up the stairs with little to no resistance but a lot harder to comtrol since Max now had a stronger body. You bring him/her into your room and lock the door behind you, you then begin to stare at Max as he/she begins whine and nudge you so he/she can get out of the room and get to his/her food bowl.
You nudge her/him back and he/she thinks it's a game, so she/he jumps on you (which in the new body was more like a tackle)and pounds you on the ground. You are stunned by the sudden fall but relatively okay, you look up to see your mother staring at you with palyful eyes and with her/his tongue out. Under different cercumstances you would have been surprised by this, especially with her/his clothes torn up revealing both boobs and bits of her/his vagina. Instead you look ip and her/him and cup both boobs and lift her/him off you, he/she is surprised by this and moans in pleasure which you find erotica in hearing with your mother's voice.
You lift her/him up and stand her/him up on her/his two legs which she/he stays in like second nature. You begin to admire your mother and look her up and down: she/he has a pretty sexy figure, with two DD breasts and one nice plump arse, which you find pleasure in seeing. Max begins to look at you with a confused look which you respond with, "Its okay boy, i'm gonna take goood care of you".
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