You came home from hanging out with your friends, to find your mother sitting at the kitchen table, waiting for you. She didn’t look too happy,and you wondered why, until you saw the rubber gloves on the table. You had for got to walk your dog before going out with your friends. You cringed at what that could mean and knew you where in trouble. Walking over to her, you noticed hold one hand was under the table, but you ignored it.
“I’m sorry, Mom. I forgot to walk the dog before going out. I’ll clean it up right away.” You said as you reached for the gloves.
“Yes you will Go find the mess. Then I will give you your punishment that will insure you won’t ever do it again.” You Mom scolded you as you walked off.
Finding the offensive pile in the kitchen, near the dogs bowls and bedding area, you bent down to clean it up. You hear your mom’s shoes as she walks up behind you. Just as you grab the pile, you hear a whining noise, you start to get dizzy and fall over. It seemed like forever before you hit the floor and pass out.
As you open your eyes, you slowly get into a sitting position, and look around. All you see is an expanse of white. Suddenly something falls near you, soaking you as it explodes and splashed over you. Looking up to see where it came from, you scramble backwards, as you see a massive version of your dog. The object had to of been a drop of drool. You dog is a St. Bernard and they tend to drool a lot. Looking you dog over you see all the fur you could get lost in if you tried to climb him. His claws made loud clicking noises on the surface as he restlessly stared at some thing behind you. Looking further towards the back you see your dogs balls swing as he moved and waged his tail. Just in front of that was the huge sheath and you could just see the tip on his penis sticking out as he was excited about something. The dog has not noticed you yet, and seems focused on something else,and you look to see what he’s looking at. You see your mom gigantic sized, and notice you are actually on the kitchen floor, as she holds a dog treat her hand.
She looks down and smiles as she notices you looking at her with a scared confused look on your face. “Your punishment is to be decided by your dog. I have shrunken you to 4 inches and will leave you to the dogs whims till I think you have learned your lesson. Don’t worry you have been protected against being crushed, badly injured, digested, and other things even death. Once you’ve finished your punishment I’ll return you to full size. Have fun.” She said as she tosses the treat in the air and walks off.
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