"No."
"But what if I get one of those stupid cravings you gave me? I'm too small." Zoe squeaked.
"Well, you'll just have to hold on until someone comes along to help you out." Jon shrugged and picked up the cage.
"What are you doing now?!"
He walked through the hallway and towards his room, he struggled a bit to open his door with the large cage in his hands, causing the cage to shake around.
"Careful!" Zoe yelled as she almost lost her footing on the way.
He looked around his room, it was a mess. "Actually, I think I have a better idea."
He then turned around and went downstairs to the living room. He quickly found a small side table with a large vase. "I wish the vase was gone." And with that he placed the cage in the living room.
"You're a family pet now." Jon said smiling. "I might turn you back to full size if you behave like a good pet. Someone will clean your cage probably once a week."
"Jon, I'll be good. Okay, just don't leave me like this." Zoe pleaded.
"For a pet you're pretty noisy. Pets should make cute noises. I wish that you could only make cute little queef noises with your vagina."
Zoe's eyes shot fire at Jon, her large labia twitched."Pfrt." A soft air release escaped from her pussy.
"Much better." Jon smiled. "Now then, behave. Be a good pet and when I remember you exist I'll reward you. Like maybe allow you to speak again or stop your breasts from leaking."
"Pfrt?" She softly queefed in response.
"Oh right, thanks for reminding me. I wish Zoe had leaking leaky breasts."
"Pfrt." Small drops of milk started do dribble from Zoe's dangling breasts.
"If I were you I'd stand over the sandy toilet corner so the covering stays nice and fresh for as long as possible."
Zoe queefed softly in response, if looks could kill.
"Okay, now see you later sis." Jon turned and walked away.