You saw an evil smile spread on Belle's face as she looked down at you with glee. You knew she would love nothing more than to leave you as a dog at some doggy boot camp, but that smile soon turned into a frown. You knew exactly what she was thinking, as much as she'd love to ship you off to a weekend in doggy hell, there was almost no way she'd be able to sell the idea to mom or else she'd probably join him there on her own four legs. Belle finally reached her decision and told the dog trainer, "Thanks, but no thanks. I think I'll keep trying to train Lilly a little more on my own. I'm sure I'll be able to straighten her up, but," Belle looked down at you, "I'll talk to my mom about it and we'll definitely keep the offer in mind." You felt like Belle was holding a pendulum over your head, but you didn't care. You did as your mom said and acted like a 'good dog' so you'll be back to normal soon and there wasn't anything Belle could do about it.
You, Belle, and Stella made it back to the house soon afterwards with no other incidence and Stella greeted your mom with her usual happy and yipping self. You wanted to suck up but wanted to maintain some dignity so you walked up and rubbed up against your mom's hairy legs. Wait, hairy legs? You looked up and in your mom's dress was indeed your mom, but she was much more muscular and seemed to be a bit taller. And there was a smell to her, a masculine smell.
"Oh good to see my favorite girl's back." Your mom said with a deep voice bending down and kissing Stella and giving you a rub on the head. "I just finished hanging up some curtains," Your mom said as she shape shifted back to her normal form. "How did Lia-, sorry, Lilly and Stella do?"
Belle looked at you and smiled, "Stella was a dream as always and Lilly did okay, but then at the end out of nowhere she just pissed in the middle of the room in front of the instructor. I don't know what little Lilly was thinking."
You barked out in protest, Belle knew damn well you only peed a little because you were terrified because the guy's dog she was flirting with looked like it was about to eat his tiny dog body. And of top of that you were better than 'okay', you pretended to be a stupid good dog like mom had wanted and were the star of the class. You tried to curse Belle out but barks were all they heard and your mom had heard enough. "That's enough!" Your mom screamed, and pointed her manicured finger at you, "Cage. Now." You gave a quick yip in protest but your mom didn't move.
'This is bullshit.' You thought as you slowly, and reluctantly went to a cage in the corner of the living room. It was intended for when Stella would freak out during a storm or the rare occasions when she would misbehave, but now it was going to be his temporary home for how long. You stepped in and Belle closed it behind you with a smug look on her face. If it weren't for the bars in between you now, you'd be ripping that smug look off her face. You could hear your mom in the other room saying something along the lines of, "I need to do something about this,"
You had no idea what that idea was, and right now you were to made to care. You curled up in Stella's old blanket, and tried to sleep off the anger. You woke up about an hour later when you felt something on your neck.