Despite the weirdness you were unleashing, you wanted to keep Avril as your partner, wrong as it might be now you were a 'dog', and that seemed like enough of the canine experience you were willing to take. Deciding you'd messed with how the world worked enough for now, you decided to just make the swap already. How long would you stay like this? You'd prepared the both of you for each other's lives between species (not a complete life swap, mind, but close enough) but hadn't really thought about it, though in the end you decided - however long you wanted.
"Confirm."
This time, the colors of everything seemed... off. Any greens seemed to come across more yellow, and reds just... weren't. To make up for this, though, your sense of smell and smell recognition had been refined so much you could actually smell what Carol was feeling, and combined with other smells it briefly overwhelmed you enough to forget that now your feet had become paws too and your arms had become legs on top of not having anything dangling from your nude crotch, though with a moment to gain your bearings you were able to process those. On top of that, though, you could feel something both on and in your hip - and looking down, you saw how your hips now had built-in pockets! Clutching the remote to your chest to hold it, you used one paw to look in the empty one, and it was just skin inside.
"Michael?" Carol asked.
"Yes?" you replied, looking at her while working to put the remote in your empty pocket.
"Now we've visited your family, do you-" Carol was interrupted by her phone vibrating and making a noise in your pocket, to which she just pulled it out and started using it. After swapping away your technology skills, you weren't really sure what she was doing.
"What's going on?" you asked, curious.
"Nothing, somebody texted the wrong number." You had no idea what that meant anymore. You strangely enjoyed that feeling of cluelessness. "Anyway," she said while putting it back into your pocket, "do you want to go for a walk?" You perked up at this. Swapping interests made you very excited to go for a walk, but on the other hand you were still curious about seeing what Princess' life was like as a dog in a human role... and you felt a feeling in your own bladder building too.
"I'll think about it," you said as you looked at Princess scurrying off on her legs and new dog-arms to her room. "I gotta go to the bathroom."
"Okay, boy," Carol said as she gave your head a quick stroke, which made you smile before you went downstairs and out of the front door, noting the dog bed was gone from your house. As if you did it tons of times before, you crouched down next to a fence, put your front paws on the ground, raised a hind leg in the air and did your business like a dog. You could see, though, that Hannah was apparently going outside too.
"Hey, Hannah?" you asked her.
"Yeah?"
"Why am I a dog, but Princess is human?" Hannah seemed a little caught off-guard by the question.
"...Princess knows how to use a toilet and if you didn't know, you're pissing in front of the house," Hannah said, the bluntness of which amused you slightly. "That, and Mom and Dad tried to raise you like a human for a while, but you just refused to wear clothes or even diapers, people kept asking why a dog was in a stroller, you had a weirdly good sense of smell, the doctors said you ran on dog food and not human food, they didn't let a dog go to school, you only learned dog skills besides speech, and you have four legs with paws. The only things human about you are that you look like one, were born from two somehow, stand upright, you learned to talk, and somehow got a human girlfriend. Princess has arms, hands, feet, the ability to read and write, wears clothes, acts like a human, knows how to take care of herself, does chores, buys things, and goes to school. You two are like total opposites, we even adopted her not too long after you wanted Carol to adopt you for some reason." As you finished your business, put your leg back down and stood back up, Hannah thought. "Definitely one way to move out of your parents' house..." You chuckled at that comment.
"I think I understand now, thanks!" You walked back inside to go back to Carol and answer her question, intrigued by how you'd twisted reality but also having another thing on your mind.
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