Once the visitors had departed little girl Derek came out and spoke to Sonya, still a duplicate of Elaine, her mother ‘I’m so sorry about what happened in the park, I just didn’t consider the consequences. Forgive me please’
‘What’s to forgive? I was a dog and having fun with other dogs. It was great to be able to run around so quickly’
‘I mean when Scruffy arrived. ….. What he did to you’
‘Oh you mean smelling my bum. That’s alright. That’s what dogs do. It’s amazing how good my sense of smell became. If you didn’t notice I found myself into bum sniffing as well. I couldn’t help it. It was just instinct. It’s what you do when you are a dog. It's actually fun’
Derek was perplexed. Was Sonya unaware of what Scruffy had done to her? She did not seem the least bit concerned. ‘I mean what Marge and her husband came to tell us about….About our puppy being in heat and scruffy mounting her’
‘Yeah they were a weird couple. What was that about? I assume Scruffy was the terrier who arrived late. He smelt so nice. He was an entire male. I think puppy me fell head over heels for him’
‘He practically raped you!’
‘No! We were just playing! He just gave my bum a vigorous sniff! Though I must admit he had my juices flowing. You should try being a dog yourself some time. It’s as if some of your senses overpower you inhibitions’
‘Ah yeah….. I think that must have been what happened’ Derek wasn’t sure about that at all, but if Sonya was not upset there was no point dwelling on the matter’
……
Sonya moved across to the mirror and had her first good look at her transformed self. ‘Wow! You did a good job on me! I really do look like Mum!’
‘You sound just like her as well’
‘And I really like the clothes! They look great on this body! I bet Mum wished she had this outfit! Where did you get the idea for this suit from? And the shoes! They are to die for! I didn’t realise you were such a fashionista!’
‘I had to get you dressed in a hurry. I just imagined your mother wearing what the model in the magazine by your bed was wearing. It looked like the sort of clothes a female lawyer would wear’
‘Magazine by my bed? You mean the Vogue?’ Sonya walked into her bedroom and picked up the magazine that was open on the bedside table.
‘Yeah that’s what I saw. See that model. I just wished you to be wearing something like that’
‘That model happens to be Kate Middleton, married to the future King of England. This is no doubt a one-off designer outfit worth a fortune…. And you just imagined me wearing it and I was! Wow!’