Matt was excited spying trough the window how his first wish had resulted so well and thought why would he
leave the rest of the DeSotos out of the fun: "I wish the DeSoto house was a slave breeding farm run by my
family, but I was in charge of manage it."
The sky thundered again and then he noticed that his room connected through a hallway to the former DeSoto
household. Matt took the wand with him and entered the living room. The house looked completely different
since furniture and the already scarce decoration was exchanged with shackles, cages and assorted instruments
of training.
Don DeSoto was still disoriented dressed as a Dogboy, but know his father too was wearing a very skimpy speedo
and chains between his nipples, wrists and nose. "Dad what's going on?" asked the confused teen. But the wish
had altered his mind again and upon seeing Matt he knelled before him with his butt in the air. "Welcome
master." said Paul.
"Dad!" yelled the other two DeSoto's boys who until know where unaware of the changes, but having woken up
naked on haystack instead of their beds in boxer would have that effect, of course nothing could prepare them
for seeing his father kneeling before their dweeb neighbour and their older brother in nothing but a leash and
leather mittens.
"Why don't you seat like the good puppies you are." said Matt and without hesitation but a lot of surprise but
brothers sat on their asses their hands in begging position like if they were dogs, with their members in full
display.
"What-" tried to ask Brett, but Matt said quickly. "No, don't talk unless spoken to." And the three brothers
found themselves mute.
He looked at his four objects of desires and pondered the best way to enact his fantasies.