This choice: It was someone from your family. • Go Back...Chapter #4Your mom was swapped with the family dog by: Ash   As you entered the room, you were quite surprised to see your mom sleeping on the bed.
You managed to speak before Dr. Kerry could, "I thought you said she was in someone else's body? That still looks like my mom to me."
"Well, Tim, that's not your mom," Dr. Kerry explained, "Your mom is...next to the bed."
"The nurse?" You asked.
"No."
You sort of knew what Dr. Kerry was saying. You saw your family's dog, Champ, laying asleep next to the bed. He often liked to sleep by your parents' bedside, so it hadn't struck you as all that odd. Still, based on what Dr. Kerry was saying, this was not only odd...it was completely fucked up.
"You put my mom's brain inside the body of a dog!?"
"It wasn't that easy, Tim. Nor was it that straightforward. The scene of the accident was brutal. Parts of your mother's brain had literally come out of your head. Your dog was mostly in the same state. It was nearly impossible to tell who was who. We...well...we did our best. Only once they started to heal could we tell exactly what we did wrong."
"So if my mom is now my dog, does that mean Champ is...?"
"I'm afraid so."
It was your mom's body that woke up first. Champ was pretty scared to now be human. He whimpered. He started to try to tear at the hospital gown -- first unsuccessfully with his teeth, then clumsily with his hands. He batted at the unfamiliar mounds of flesh hanging from his chest. He growled. His mood slightly changed when he looked over and saw you. He tried sniffing, but he couldn't get your scent with his human nose. This seemed to bother him quite a bit, but he was still excited to see you. He fumbled trying to get out of the best and stumbled toward you. He leaned heavily on you, nearly knocking you off your feet. Champ was used to jumping up on you and putting a lot his weight on you. Your mom was certainly heavier than Champ. It got a little weirder when he started to lick your face.
"Okay, easy boy, sit. Sit." You said.
Your mom's body sat on the floor like a dog might.
"What happens now? I don't think we can live as a family like this." Tim sighed.
"We hope your dog will adjust a little better over time. While he may never be a particularly smart human being, our hope is that he had enough of your mother's human brain left there in order to adapt well enough. It might take some time."
"And what about my mom?" You asked, looking down at Champ's body, which was still asleep.
"Unfortunately, over time, the reverse will happen. She'll probably adapt to being a dog. A particularly smart one, but we guess natural instincts will take over."
That's about when your mom woke up in Champ's body. She didn't really make much of a sound. She just moved her head and looked at you with a certain sadness in her eyes. It was heartbreaking. You went over and gave her a hug. Champ growled from your mom's body. He could feel a little jealousy seeing you hug what he thought was another dog. Champ then proceeded to shit on the floor. It was something he did do when he was upset with the family, but considering it was mom's body...that was now an image that wouldn't go away from your mind anytime soon.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
| Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
<<-- Previous · Outline  · Recent Additions © Copyright 2024 Ash (UN: iamsecret2003 at Writing.Com). All rights reserved.
Wassel has granted Writing.Com, its affiliates and syndicates non-exclusive rights to display this work within this interactive story. Poster accepts all responsibility, legal and otherwise, for the content uploaded, submitted to and posted on Writing.Com. |
View Portfolio
Visit Notebook
Send Gift Points
Awards
Badges
Send Email
Community Newsfeed
General Discussion
Sponsored Items
Book of Trinkets
Static Items
Books
Groups
Interactive Stories
Audio
Campfire Creatives
Community Notes
Crossword Puzzles
Documents
Folders
Images
In & Outs
Madlibs
Photo Albums
Polls
Product Reviews
Quizzes
Survey Forms
Web Pages
Word Searches
More by this author