Just as Georgia was deciding what she would do next, a whine came from behind her door, and the family's corgi, a two-year-old puppy named Butternut pushed inside, waddling over to Georgia for affection.
As she absentmindedly scratched behind her ears, she felt an idea coming along. With her other hand, she typed a new sentence. Butternut is our family's pet tame wolf.
She watched in amazement as Butternut's orange fur faded to a steely grey, her coat growing in thickness. Her small, rotund body began to stretch out, rapidly growing to half Georgia's standing height as her legs grew longer. The familiar shape of a wolf began to form, the cute face of a corgi melting away to the large muzzle and intimidating visage of a wolf, and her body rapidly packed on muscle, spreading her once-bountiful fat thin as Butternut became a fierce predator. She let out a long howl as the changes ended.
Butternut gave a glance to Georgia, who had continued to rub her head even through the transformation, and quickly rolled over, presenting her stomach for pats as her tongue lolled happily out of her mouth. Georgia smiled. It seemed that despite Butternut becoming physically much more powerful, even strong enough to overpower her humans, she still kept the same mind and temperament. She watched as the wolf rolled around just like a puppy, happily soaking up her affection.
Georgia cracked her knuckles, turning from her pet to the computer, and began to type.