“I choose”, you started to say when Sam interrupted you.
“Dude shouldn’t we talk this over first”, Sam suggested.
“No way I figured out her game”, you say confidently. “I choose to have the first time I turned Keith into a dog undone.”
“Interesting choice”, Sha’non said with a smirk.
“What the fucking hell dude I can’t believe”, Sam was yelling at you when Sha’non snapped her fingers and everything went white.
Suddenly all your senses return, and you realize that you are no longer a litterbox, because you are standing on your own two feet. You are able to feel your arms at your side and the wind blowing through the hair on your head. Finally, you were back to normal! As the light faded you instantly realized that you were back in the parking lot from this morning. Then before you, you are able to see a naked and angry, human Keith. You check your watch and notice that in order to undo the spell Sha’non has taken you back to just before you turned Keith into a dog for the first time. You begin to look around and you know for certain that you are back to earlier in the day because off in the distance you can see the man walking his dog, Ace, and Pat in his police car.
As you are taking in everything around you Keith suddenly interrupts yelling, “Dude, stop fucking with me and give me my cloths back already!”
You look at Keith, who is covering his junk with his hands, as he nervously looks around hoping not to be noticed. “Dude just be patient I don’t want to risk turning you into a dog like last time”, you remind Keith.
Keith gives you a confused look and then yell, “What the fuck are you talking about, just give me my cloths back!”
You realize that Keith has no memory of what had happened… will happen… could happen? Ugh… messing with time is so confusing! As you continue to confuse yourself you feel your phone vibrating in your pocket.
You pull out your phone and see that you have a text from Sam that reads, “Dude what is going on? I’m back in my room and I’m back to normal! WTF!”
Now you are even more confused, because Keith doesn’t remember the earlier events, but Sam does. “What the fuck, you better not be taking pictures”, Keith roars becoming red in the face.
Suddenly you feel a hand on your shoulder but find no one there. “Relax”, you hear a familiar voice say, “It is I Sha’non. I’m want to help you with the powers.”
“It would help a lot more if I could see you”, you say.
“Fine”, Sha’non groans as she snaps her fingers and becomes visible. “There now you and that idiot over there are the only ones that can see me”, Sha’non says pointing at Keith.
Now able to see Sha’non, Keith’s jaw drops, and you can see his cock harden a little. Keith also realizes this and yells once more, “Give me my fucking cloths back!” Finally, Keith runs off and climbs into the car to hide his nudity.
“Why didn’t you use the keys on him”, Sha’non askes you.
“Because I didn’t want to risk turning him into something”, you tell Sha’non.
“Ugh”, Sha’non groans, “Mister good guy want to help people! I gave you this power to create chaos not good!”
“Well I’m not like you I want to help people”, you yell.
“Whatever that doesn’t matter anyway because I gave the keys a curse, so that the more one uses them, the more corrupt they become”, Sha’non explains. Haven’t you noticed that the more you used them the more you enjoyed the terrible outcomes for those involved.”
Now that she mentioned it you do remember that you were constantly justifying turning the people into things. Hell, you even considered using Keith and Pat for breeding.
Sha’non snaps her fingers again causing you to flinch, but as you look around you see that nothing has changed. “What did you just do”, you ask petrified.
“I just cast a spell that gives you one minute to use the keys, or you will be turned back into a litterbox. I didn’t give you my magic just, so you could let it go to waste!”
Crap now you must use the keys but who are you going to use them on? Wait why were you even considering using the keys, could just bite the bullet. Maybe the keys really are starting to affect your thinking, but why should you have to suffer as a litterbox? What will you do?