It had been an hour since Parker had made Bill into Bella, his very own fox-girl pet/servant. She had calmed down from her hysterics and gone up to her new room (which had been added with the "Reality" function) to adjust to her new body privately. Finally, she came back downstairs, looking resigned to her fate. Parker motioned for her to sit down beside him, and she did so obediently, while he absent-mindedly began petting her again. Not that Bella minded. She'd never admit it, but it felt incredibly soothing.
"I take it you're a bit more accepting, now?" Parker asked. Bella nodded, not very enthusiastically. "Not much I can do about it, is there? I just... I don't know. Why would you do this?" Parker sighed. "I guess, at the very least, I owe you that much. I'm sick of people lording it over me. Even you, when you were Bill, you knew that you had power over me just from letting me hang out with you. Now I'm in charge of you, completely and totally," he said. Bella blinked in surprise at the honesty, then asked, "I don't get it, though. I mean, obviously you literally own me, and you DID change everything about my body, but... past that, you're being kinda nice. Like my clothes. You could've put me in something demeaning and skimpy, or made me walk around nude, or something. Actually, there are all kinds of things you could tell me to do, and I would obey. But you literally let me cry on you, and you're NOT being overbearing. Why?" It was Parker's turn to blink in surprise, then smile.
"Well," he explained, "I guess you're right. My control over you is total, even if you otherwise are still 'you.' I guess I wanted to prove to myself that even with that kind of power, I wouldn't be dismissive or abusive like my family. I'm going to treat you well, Bella, and whatever I do with my family, it's not going to be cruel. Speaking of which, here they come," he said, as the door opened. His little brother Troy walked in. Troy, 13, was a little brat. He got all the attention and knew it. The "reality check" meant that he wouldn't find anything stupendously odd about Bella, so his response was predictable.
"Hi Parker! Where'd you get the fox-girl? Can I borrow her? Come with me, foxy!" he said, grabbing Bella's collar. Bella recoiled in disgust. "Borrow me? And what is THAT supposed to mean, little boy? Besides, I'm Parker's, not yours." She slapped his hand away and grabbed Parker's arm instinctively, simultaneously anxious for his protection and embarrassed by her already instinctive acknowledgement that she really was his. Parker shook his head and moved in front of her.
"Troy, you're a little prick. First, her name is Bella. Second, as stated, she is mine, not yours. Third, I got her with this," he said, holding up the gun and passing it to Bella, "and now, I'm going to give YOU to HER. Bella, you are free to make Troy anything you want - he's all yours." Bella considered her options, fiddling with the gun, then fired at Troy.. A transformation similar to Bella's occurred rapidly, as Troy gained fur, animal features, and got very in touch with his feminine side. However, he - or rather, she - also shrank. Within the span of ten seconds, Troy went from a snotty 13 year old boy to a one foot tall anthro cat girl, built like an 18 year old. She looked up in panic as her clothes became a dress and she gained her own collar. Bella grinned and picked "Tracy" up, much to her distress. "You are ADORABLE! Don't worry, little kitty. I'll take good care of you," Bella said, giggling with glee at the cute little creature, who struggled angrily as Bella petted her head.
Parker smiled at the two, then spoke up himself. "Now, Bella - I like you. I think it's only fair that you get a turn to change me as well. You're allowed to make any physical transformations you want to me. I'm being sincere - I want to be what you want me to be. No mental changes, obviously, and no making me so small I can't use the gun, but anything outside of that is fair game. Have fun." He stepped back and stood squarely in front of her. Bella was immensely surprised - why would he do that? She could turn him into a fox-girl, too, or make him a foot tall, or anything else weird. But he was obviously sincere, and even seemed a little excited. Bella considered for a few minutes, then took aim, Tracy looking on in fear and embarrassment.