Amanda opened the door to a short, dark-haired girl.
"Hi, I'm Ana Nomura, Stacy's friend. Is she here?"
"Hello, Ana, I'm Amanda, I'm staying with Stacy while her parents are away. Do come in, Stacy and Jessica stepped out for a moment, but they'll be back soon."
Ana came in, and again, as she hung up her coat, Amanda sprinkled some fine powder over her head. After seeing Ana seated on the couch, Amanda spoke to the girl.
"Can I get you anything, dear?"
"Yes, please, a Diet Coke, if you have any."
"Coming right up."
Amanda put some ice cubes in a glass, and, after putting in some more of the powder, filled it with soda and brought it over to Ana. Handing the glass to the girl she sat down on a chair opposite her.
"So, tell me, Ana, have you known Stacy and Jessica long?"
Ana sipped the soda thoughtfully. "I've known them since my family moved to this town in fifth grade. They've known each other since kindergarten. How about you? Where are you fro if you don't mind my asking?"
"Oh, I've lived alot of places. A long, long time ago, I lived in Greece, but I haven't been back there in years."
"Do you ever think about going back?"
"Sometimes", aaid Amanda, smiling sadly. "Maybe I will, someday."
Ana began looking down at her feet.
"Something wrong, Ana?"
"Well - Do you mind if I take my boots off? They feel kind of - loose- somehow. Kind of funny."
"Certainly, dear. Make yourself comfortable."
With some effort. Ana removed her hiking boots. She gasped. Through her woolen socks, she could see that her feet were oddly distended. Removing her socks, she saw that her toes had changed shape, and her toenails had darkened and become rounder and sharper. The contours of her feet were changing. It was as though they were becoming like the paws of a dog! Even as she watched, brown fur began to grow on her feet.
"What's happening to me?"
"The same thing that's already happened to your two friends" said Amanda.
"What? What are you talking about? Are you doing this?"
Amanda couldn't help but be impressed. Ana was shocked and frightened, as anyone would be, but she wasn't panicking.
"Yes, this is my doing, Ana. I'm turning you into a dog."
"What? Why?"
Amanda sighed. "Because my husband ordered it. I'm sure it's no consolation, but I'm not doing this by choice."
"'Because your husband ordered it'? What kind of reason is that? Make it stop! Change it back!"
"Even I cannot stop it now, Ana."
Ana stood up angrily, and then nearly fell over. Standing upright was suddenly very difficult. Amanda held out a hand to steady her. Ana shook off the proferred and managed to find her balance. She turned away and began a slow, careful walk towards the door.
"I'm getting out of here! I'll find a way to stop this"
She moved towards the door at a painfully slow rate. It didn't help that her legs were slowly but steadily changing the whole time. After she had taken a few steps, Amanda spoke.
"Enough, Ana. Stay!" To her horror, Ana found herself unable to move. "Now, come!" Ana found herself beginning to turn back towards Amanda.
"NO!" With everyounce of her will, she fought the urge to obey. After a minute, Ana began to turn towards the door again. Now, it was Amanda's turn to be astonished! However, during this battle of wills, Ana's legs had become completely canine. She nearly fell over when a tail thrust itself out of her hindquarters, dislodging her jeans. With a growl, she stepped out of her pants, and somehow contrived not to fall over. After a few more laborious steps, then change reached her pelvis, and she fell over onto her hands as her rear assumed a quadrupedal configuration. Ana cried out in pain. Amanda spoke again.
"Ana, sit, NOW!"
Without hesitation, Ana's legs plopped her down into a sitting position. she couldn't control them at all! With a renewed effort, she began pulling herself towards the door with her arms. She could feel the change beginning to move up her torso. She knew she very little time left. Amanda watched in shock as Ana reached the door at last. She had to move fast, the change was almost up to her shoulders! As Ana reached for the doorknob, Amanda spoke again, putting more power into her voice.
"Ana, STOP!"
Ana growled again - she was so close, but her arm wouldn't move! Making one last effort, she managed to make her hand move. Even as she fumbled at the knob, the change moved up her arm. The knob was just beginning to turn, when her hands began to change into paws, and she lost her grip. Ana hissed in frustration. What spirit, Amanda thought. She'll have to be the center. She spoke aloud.
"It's over, Ana. Come here."
Only her head still human, Ana found her canine limbs obediently carrying her over to her new mistress. Even as her head began to change, she spoke.
"Damn you", she said. Amanda watched as Ana's ears became pointed and a canine muzzle pushed forward from her face. She sighed as she removed the rest of Ana's clothes and leashed the girl.
"Oh, Ana, that was done a long time ago."
Out in the backyard, Stacy had lost her internal battle against the canine part of her. She still had her human intelligence, but her human memories - though intact - were like something that had belonged to someone else, in a different life. Her horror at what had happened to her, her fear at what would happen to her friends, all had subsided. Jessica was not so far along, but she too was fighting less and less against what she had become.
The two dogs perked up as they heard the back door opening. They saw Amanda coming out, leading another dog. If there was any resistance at all left in Stacy, it finally died beneath the overwhelming joy she felt at the sight of her mistress. Jessica seemed to pick up some of her friend's excitement. She scented the new dog - it was Ana! Amanda brought Ana over to the third doghouse and chained her up to it.
"You girls be quiet and be good. I have some final preparations to make, and then I'll be back for you."
She went back into the house. Ana tested the chain and snarled as she realized it wouldn't break. she looked at her two friends. she sensed that their spirits were just about broken. She herself could feel her canine nature growing in strength. Using every ounce of mental energy she could muster, she focused on remaining human inside. After some time, Amanda came back out of the house. Ana knew that it was now or never. If she didn't escape now, she'd become a good little dog just as the other two now seemed to be. Methodically, Amanda unchained first Stacy and then Jessica, putitng leashes on them both. When she unchained Ana, Ana jumped at her, causing her to drop the leashes, and then ran for it. To her disappointment, Stacy and Jessica stood happily by while Amanda picked up their leashes. Ana reached the back gate, and began fumbling at the latch with her forepaws. Amanda spoke, with a voice unlike any Ana had ever heard before.
"ANA, HEEL!"
So, what happens next?
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