Jeff fell down to the floor once again, but at least now was better prepared for it. He landed on his ass and leaned forwards quick enough to not land on his back. He rolled forwards enough to set his arm stubs down onto the floor and lift himself up onto all fours.
Just as he managed to get himself up, his breasts formed and dropped down to just above the carpet. He forgot to consider that the added inches on his limbs added several cupsizes to his new breasts however. And now they were anything but the modest B cups he had been planning to have. He contemplated calling it here and fixing that, but ultimately decided to not do that and just go with it. If he were to abandon this as some as something felt even slightly off, then the feeling of helplessness he was craving for would diminish even more than it already had by him giving himself a safe word and a time limit. No, he will just have to deal with his new bountiful boobies until the very end.
With renewed determination to tough it out this time, he began the process of slowly relearning how to walk again. Interestingly, every door in the house now had a doggy door installed on it. But the down side of this revealed itself when a pet collar appeared around his neck. These doors were equiped with proximity based locks. If he was close, they would unlock for him, but would relock themselves once he was out of their range. And while this does prevent any animals from easily entering into the house, it meant that Jeff had to wear the special collar around his neck pretty much 24/7.
After getting the hang of walking on his 4 stubs, Jeff began exploring the house. His bed was a modified pet bed, the bathroom had a litter box and a new drain against the side wall where a custom made bidet pointed out from the wall, and a few places in the living room now were equiped with heated floor tiles. There also was a cushioned stepstool beside the couch, presumably for him to use so he could get on and off of it on his own.
He was actually impressed by the shower, as a few buttons now had been added about 6 inches above the floor for him to use, they even had installed a special shampoo dispensing brush for him to use when washing his hair.
In terms of reach, everything was available to him, save for one thing. The computer. Even food and water were accessible, as in the kitchen, there was now one of those hamster water feeders hooked up to the water feed and a new pedal activated dispenser was let down on the floor with cereal inside of it. Sure it was a little degrading to sip water from a metal pipe with a ball stopper in it, and eat dry cereal out of a petbowl, but in terms of practicality, it was a pretty good set up for him to be somewhat still be independent.
Maybe making the world think he always has been like this was a mistake. He still was not all that helpless. Or at least, that's how he though at the moment. It was only when a shadow loomed over him that he learned about a concern he never even considered having to deal with. The dog.