Jake looked over the camera once more, wondering how exactly the changes were determined - if he was going to turn one of those jerks on the football team or bitchy rich girls into something he wanted to make sure it was something harmless. That's when he saw the button with a red R in a circle. Thinking it must be the reset button, he decided he'd better test it in case he accidentally catches someone else in the photo.
He pointed the camera at his brother Luke, or rather his pet dog, Duke, and pressed the reset. Nothing happened. Jake looked over at the poodle who sat on the floor looking up at his mother as she started to change the bed sheets. The dog just sat, tilting its head and let out a curious sounding whine.
"Huh? Am I doing it wrong?" he mumbled to himself earning Duke's attention. The dogs brow seemed to furrow and the little dog reared up onto its hind legs, trying to stand up like a human but looking more like it was begging for a treat. Jake sniggered at the dogs tiny nutsack and fuzzy little sheath.
Jake watched his poodle-polymorphed brother and swore the dog looked confused as it noticed its short front legs hanging submissively in front of it. It seemed to bark in surprise at the sight of its fluffy forepaws and then it barked at Jake.
"You dumb mutt," Jake sneered at the stupid dog and it barked and whined in response but Jake was already raising the camera again. "Maybe it won't reset until I press it once more? Worth a shot, huh Duke?"
The poodle waddled on it's hind legs desperate and barking loudly for Jake's attention but was blinded by a flash from the camera.
Jake looked up to see the poodle still there, only now its fur was shades of pink. Jake's eyes and smile widened, his sight drifted down between the awkwardly standing poodles hind legs - there were no nuts and no sheath! The poodle looked down too and practically leapt in the air from shock at seeing the change wrought to it's body. It dropped to all fours and frantically barked up at Jake who was finally realizing what had happened.
"Be quiet, Duchess!" the poodles former mother snapped, her voice sharp and louder than the pitiful poodles yapping which stopped instantly.
"Good girl," mother said as she took away the fur covered linen.
No sooner had she left, Jake burst out into cackling laughter, "You're in there aren't you Luke? Or should I say 'Duchess'?"
The dog nodded and Jake burst into another round of ecstatic laughter, "Oh, this is even better! Do you know what you are?"
Another nod, "You're a dog, Luke. A dumb bitch dog! Do you want to know what breed?"
Luke nodded once more and Jake gleefully said "You're a poodle! My big bully of a brother has been turned into a prissy pink poodle! I can't think of anything more perfect! You won't be punching me or giving me wedgies anymore, not when your the size of a shoebox!"
Luke couldn't believe it. One moment he was having a nap and the next he was chased off the bed by his own mother and acting naturally like a dog. He'd gone from the taller stronger brother to a fraction of his height in an instant but he hadn't even thought about it. That was until Jake pointed that camera at him and he suddenly noticed something was odd. Everything was big and his mother was ignoring him. By the time he realized he was naked, let alone a dog with his shrunken dick on show, Jake had pressed a button on the camera again and his little dicky had become a doggy pussy! He'd been castrated and humiliated by his own wimpy little brother.
"Listen here, you mangy mutt, I'm the only one who remembers you were anything other than a brainless bitch so you better do as I say. You'll respond only to 'Duchess' from now on. When I say fetch, you fetch, and when I shout 'walkies' you better come running like a good little doggy, or else. Got it, Duchess?"
Mortified, Duchess could only bark in agreement as Jake decided to...