Owner Emily and Pet Emily now walked in unison, there bodies occasionally bumping into each other. Owner Emily had yet to notice she was on all fours.
"Alright so this is Brutus' house but it's also my house." Owner Emily said. She stopped to stare at the various pictures on the wall. Brutus and his family, Brutus graduating from school, Brutus and Emily at the park, all of the pictures looked like ones Emily had. Except with her former dog in her place, as a muscled anthro-dog man thing. "How do I get control? This...is this my mind?" She winced. "My head hurts...."
Pet Emily walked off, heading towards what had been Brutus the dogs room.. Now it was Brutus the owner's room, and here was where Emily found her TV and king size bed. The ceiling above it was mirrored. Owner Emily stopped to stare at it. "Okay, so Brutus likes to see who he's doing....I wonder if he does it doggy style."
Pet Emily was sniffing around the bed, looking for a toy that had rolled under there. Owner Emily watched her. She leaned in and sniffed Pet Emily's butt. A rush of information washed across Owner Emily's mind, how old Pet Emily was and what kind of human she was. Owner Emily sat on her haunches. She knew something was off but...she was having issues figuring out what.