Tina felt very confused about what happened. She had gone from pretending to be a dog a moment ago to becoming one herself! And yet... it had felt so good. She found it hard to think as her mind whirled from the sensation of being mounted by her former sister, and so she didn't notice when her mother barged into her room.
"What're you two mutts doing in my house?" their mother exclaimed in shock and surprise. "Get out! And stop chewing on that clothing! Oh, for..."
As she went to get a broom to shoo the pair of dogs out, Diane slowly came to her senses. She had a fuzzy memory of what just happened, but she remembered enough. It just seemed so unbelievable. Did she just turn her sister into a dog? And if so, would they be able to change back to human?
Suddenly, she thought of something. What if her sister had done this to her? It was completely irrational, but then again so was being changed into a dog in the first place. But then again, if her sister had tried to turn her into a dog, though, why would she allow herself to be turned into one, too? She didn't know what was going on, and she growled a little as she thought about it. As she growled, her sister licked at her muzzle submissively and whined in response.
Before Diane could reflect upon how Tina was acting, her mom came back with a broom to shoo the two dogs out. She began to bark, trying to tell her mom what was happening, but her mother couldn't understand. Tina, though, seemed to snap out of her daze and began to bark as well. Diane smelled Tina's sudden fear and realized she was feeling afraid herself. Afraid that she would never be human again, and that her own mother would throw her out of the house!
But her barking and protesting were in vain. She felt the broom hit her rear and she let out a surprised yelp and ran out of the room. With her mother on her heels the entire way, she was driven out of her own home and out onto the street. Her tail received another swat with the broom every time she veered away, slowed down, or tried to whine and beg. After a couple moments, her sister joined her, and the door closed behind them a moment later. The last they heard from their mother was some mistaken muttering about ruined clothing. For better or for worse, they had just become strays.