Deborah woke up Ms I,in, turning her muzzle to look on the sleeping form of her boyfriend, now fiancé, Duke, who was sleeping with an arm lazily wrapped around her. Her hand gently touched the betrothal collar, it was so sweet of him to get such a pretty gem in the collar! Kissing him, she made it so that he wouldn't wake up while Shen was getting out of bed and headed over into the hall, tiptoeing so she wouldn't wake anybody up. As she walked past the couch, she saw the curled up forms of Kate and John, Deborah smiled at the cute picture, sure she was a little vindictive about swapping the places of humans and dogs, but she did care for John. After all, he'd rescued her from that horrible pound before her encounter with the genie.
"I wonder where he is now anyway?" Deborah said to herself, bringing up her phone and having it project the current situation that the genie was in. Quickly bringing her hand to her muzzle to stifle her laughter, she couldn't believe it! The genie was a chihuahua! And having the camera pan out a bit, she saw that's he seemed to be doing fairly well, if the harem of female daschunds and pomeranians was anything to go by.
Hearing some whining, she looked and saw John and Kate pawing at the porch door and looking at her, begging to be let out. "Alright, alright." She said as she filled a cup of coffee and opened the door, John and Kate dashing out to relieve themselves. Kate immediately went over to the oak tree and squatted to pee, while John went around the fence and marked it up, peeing every couple feet. And then the funniest/strangest part of the morning happened, John went around sniffing the ground until he was about center in the yard, and started pooping, and when he was done, Kate (like yesterday) came up and started eating it!
"Kate! Stop that!" Deborah said, grabbing the shovel to toss the poop into the woods over the fence, Kate whined and went over to have her morning movement, before bending down and licking her privates clean.
John meanwhile was glad that he couldn't control his body, seeing Kate eat his own poop, and then lick herself clean, that'd trigger his gag reflex if her wasn't currently doing the same. As he tried to keep mis mind off the memory, and sight of practically giving himself a blowjob as he cleaned himself, he thought of how to try and break the hold his instincts had over his body. He knew that the necklace definitely wasn't there yesterday, and it had to be the source of her power!
"Hey Deb," Duke said as Deborah walked back to the porch, setting the shovel aside, "sleep good?"
Deborah nodded, "I did, and I still can't believe how much you spent on this collar!"
Duke chuckled as he brought Deborah in for a hug, all six of Deborah's breasts cushioning his face, and rubbing his hands along her soft fur, "Anytbing for the love of my life."
Deborah, though happy, did feel a little guilty at that, the two hadn't even known each other until yesterday, she'd just made up their history with her powers, and now they were engaged. As happy as she was, a part of her held onto that's guilt.