When Kat awakes the next morning, she grins ‘let’s have some more fun today,’ she thinks to herself, getting out of bed and heads out the master bedroom to check on the two boys. First Kat opens the door to Ken’s room, grinning when she sees the boy, now with long smooth blond hair, laying in his bed, wearing a girl’s sleep gown, his room completely changed to appear like a 10-year-old girl’s. Next Kat opens the door to Ben’s room, her grin widens more when she sees the boy curled up in a dog bed on the floor.
After Kat had showered and got dressed, she heads into Ken’s room, leaning down and gently shaking Ken, “Kenna, sweety, time to get up,” she says.
“Few… more minutes… mommy,” Ken mumbles, turning onto his side.
Kat chuckles, “come one, sleepy head,” she says, “Ben needs his walkies, so I thought we could head to the park to have a picknick. And if you are good, you’ll get a treat”.
“A treat,” Ken asks, “what kind of treat?”
Kat gives the boy a look, her eyes glow for a split second, and she grins wide when Ken’s eyes widen, the boy sitting up straight.
“Y-you… you’re finally allowing me to get my ears pierced,” he asks, sounding excited.
“Yep, but only if you get your lazy butt out of the bed and get dressed so we can go,” Kat replies.
Ken immediately jumps out of bed, grabbing his clothes and hurrying into the bathroom to get ready.
Kat chuckles, “hehe… so much fun,” she says to herself, walking into Ben’s room, “morning pup,” she says, crouching down and stroking Ben.
Ben opens his eyes, his but wriggling and a smile on his face, “m-morning mistress,” he says.
Kat smiles, “let’s get you some breakfast, then we’ll head to the park so you can make a few friends,” she says.
“Yeah, sounds like fun,” Ben replies, getting to his feet.
“Ah ah, Ben,” Kat says, “that is not how dogs walk!”
“Oh… r-right, sorry,” Ben says, immediately dropping to his hands, “I… I forgot”.
Kat smile, patting the boy on the head, “that’s okay, Ben,” she says, “you aren’t trained after all, you still have a lot to learn, but you’re such a good boy, so I have no doubt that you’ll learn everything in no time!”
Ben wriggles his butt, smiling, “I promise, mistress,” he says, “I’ll do my very best! I wanna be a good boy after all!”
Kat smiles, “that’s what I like to hear,” she says, “now come, let’s get some food in you and head to the park!”
Ben, with some difficulty, manages to walk down the stairs on all fours without losing his balance, in the kitchen, Kat grabs a bowl and opens a can of dog food, which she had conjured up, and fills the bowl. Not wanting Ben to fall sick and be disgusted, the witch mumbles a quick spell that not only increases Ben’s hearing but also his sense of smell, but instead of the dog food smelling unpleasant, it will smell really good to Ben, the spell also causes the food to taste good to Ben and his stomach and digestive system is converted to that of a dog’s. Kat sets the bowl down and grabs a second bowl, which she fills with some water, she then sets both on the tiled floor of the kitchen.
Ben walks over to the bowls on all fours, takes a sniff, and without hesitation, begins wolfing down the food, his butt wriggling as if he were wagging.
Kat smirks to herself, and when Ken arrives, dressed in a blue skinny jeans, a white t-shirt with the image of a unicorn on the front, a padded bra beneath it, giving him the appearance as if he had 30B breasts, he is also wearing pink socks with frills and some white girl sneakers, they prepare a pick nick basket.
Once the pick nick basket is packed, Ken grabs a blanket and the basket, while Kat fastens a black leather collar with a tag that has “BEN” engraved on the front, and the address of the boys home on the back, around the boy’s neck and fastens a leash to it. The collar and leash are both of Ben’s normal clothes, which Kat had transformed into a collar and leash, the collar once had been one of Ben’s socks and the leash had once been Ben’s favorite jeans. With everything ready, all three leave the house, and immediately get scolded, but before it gets out of hand, Kat simply waves her hand and suddenly everyone they encounter see Ben as a normal dog instead of a naked 10-year-old human.
“Mis-mistress,” Ben whimpers after a while, “w-walking like this… is so uncomfortable, my… my back is beginning to hurt”.
“Well, we don’t want that now, do we,” Kat says, kneeling down, “here, let me make it feel better,” she says, beginning to stroke and massage Ben’s legs, as she does, they shrink in size but stay human shaped. When the boy’s legs are the same length as his arms, the boy lets out a sigh, wriggling his butt and smiling at Kat.
“I feel a lot better, mistress,” he says happily, “thanks for making me feel better!”
Kat smiles, patting Ben’s head, “of course, after all, a good owner takes care of his or her pet, right,” she asks, “and I AM a great owner, hm?”
Ben nods his head, “you’re the BEST owner ever,” he says.
Kat chuckles, “aaaw, thank you, pup,” she says, “now, let’s get going, we still have a while to walk until we reach the park,” so the three continue on their way to the park, the teenage girl grinning evilly t herself, ‘what a fun “game” this is turning out to be,’ she thinks to herself.