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Diane needed to further prompting, as soon as her mother looked away Diane jumped on her, knocking her on her back, and started licking her mouth. Her tounge slipped into it as dog saliva dripped down her throught.
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Diane's mother pushed the dog off of her and sat up.
"No. No. Bad dog. You can't stay in this house if your going to knock me down when I pet you."
She grabbed both dogs by their necks and dragged them outside. She would have to talk to Tina again about bringing home animals.
"Tina!" She called down the hallway. "I need to to quit hiding. It's ok now I just want to talk to you."
"Tina?" She began to walk down the hallway. As she did she felt a slight burning sensation just above her tailbone. That dog must have hurt her more than she thought.
"Tina." She called again. Now the burning feeling was picking up speed. She reached behind her put her hand on her tailbone.
As she did her hand collided with a small lump about an inch and a half long.
Her jaw dropped involuntarily. A long thin pink tongue rolled out of her mouth. A thin line of saliva forming on it.
She looked down at her tongue the behind her. What was going on?
The lump began to get uncomfortable as it continued to grow. It's length reaching nearly a foot as small golden hairs began to sprout from it.
"This isn't happening." she stammered. "It CAN'T be happening!"