It all started years ago as a child, I have vivid memories of me and my sister playing puppy. My sister wanted a puppy, so to prove it to our mother one day as a joke she talked me into putting on a collar and leash. She led me into our mother on all fours, and tossed a ball for me to chase. I remember mom laughing and then ultimately telling my sister no to a puppy.
This leads us to today... I had been divorced a month and living with my sister and her husband, and my daughter. I had no job since I was a waitress in high school and had no drive to get one. Since my daughter was old enough to take care of herself I had wallowed in self-pity. I was lying in bed as was my usual for wasting my morning when my sister walked in and yanked the sheets off my bed exposing my naked body.
"Lindsay, get your ass out of bed, you have been wasting your days wallowing in self-pity and if you want to continue to live here you will be a productive member of our household," my sister firmly told me.
"Jenny give me back my sheets, and can this wait till I have had some coffee," I pleaded.
"No, why don't you tell me what's really bothering you sweetie."
"Well... um ... this is going to sound crazy... I want to be a dog."
She looked at me puzzled and then replied "I guess I should have known that it wasn't just play to you when I was trying to get a puppy, but mom wouldn't let me and then I developed an allergy so I never got my puppy and I gave up trying. Well I should have known you wanted this you were always so happy when we played puppy. "
"I really was. I always felt I should have been born a puppy not just play one." I replied feeling weird talking about it, "this is why my ex left me, he caught me crawling around our room one afternoon when he came home early wearing a collar and dragging a leash."
Jenny walked over to my dresser. "You still have the collar?" she asked.
"Yes it's in the top left drawer under my panties," I replied.
She searched through the drawer and pulled the collar and a leash out. As she walked back to me with it in her hand I started to cry. She sat down on the bed next to me and held me.
"It's ok Lindsay, I love you and I'm going to help you, if you really want to be a dog." I stopped crying and sniffling a little I said "Yes I really want to be."
If I put this collar on you, she looked at the name on it, "Well Roxy," she placed the collar around my neck, "if this is what you want then you understand you will be nothing more than a dog to me no longer my sister, a mother, an aunt, etc. You will do this in front of Pam, Karen, Bill, anyone?"
I smiled as she put the collar on me. "Yes Jenny, I understand and I love you very much."
Jenny scowled at me. "Is that how a puppy responds?"
I blushed and barked, "ARF, ARF!"