This choice: The growing husky's owner • Go Back... You twitch slightly, accidentally nudging Angel as you wake up. Edging backwards from under your sheets, you take care not to wake the sleeping form of Angel, your white husky. This was difficult, however, as the large dog had snuggled you in your sleep, draping herself over your chest.
Angel is slowly roused by your movements, the pure white husky gently wagging her tail and creeping forward before unleashing a barrage of licks on your face. You had tried to dissuade her from doing so in the past, but it had no effect, so you simply allowed her to lick you.
Nuzzling Angel with your nose, and receiving a happy yip in return, you slowly lift yourself up out of your bed, Angel jumping onto the floor as you do so. Throwing the covers off yourself, you stand up as Angel begins to... Tremble slightly.
Now, you'd had Angel long enough to know what she was like. In a word, she was protective. And occasionally possessive of you whenever you had friends round - she probably perceived them as threats to you. It was like there were two sides to Angel; the sweet and loving husky you'd had for years, and the protective and possessive miniature wolf who was both ready and willing to do anything to protect her master.
These thoughts crossed your mind as you knelt down next to the shuddering husky, placing yourself at eye level with her. Suddenly, Angel stopped shuddering...
... And started growing.
Angel's tongue lolls out of her muzzle as she begins to pant, her body pulsing an inch larger, waiting a second, then pulsing again. And again. And again.
Backing away slightly from the expanding canine, who was already halfway between your knee and you crotch, you breathe a sigh of relief when her growth stops. Angel, however, does not share your positive outlook. Growling surprisingly loudly, the husky breathes in, swelling another inch larger. She breathes out, bulging yet another inch bigger.
It seems that she can control her growth, now...
As Angel steadily grows and grows, reaching your waist, then your stomach, and the. Your chest, you can only wonder what her personality will be like, as the growing dog pants, her muzzle pressing against your face as her butt forces the door of your wardrobe to bend inward slightly, before she rumbles up even larger...
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