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Chapter 23 by Fatdynamite Fatdynamite

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Door unlocked

I go into my house to find it completely empty almost like I never even moved in. my bed all my silverware, the toilet paper, even the toilet itself was missing. The sinks and the shower didn’t work so I couldn’t even shower. The only item in the whole house was a note from my neighbor saying she’ll be back with supplies. I slept in the corner nude, just thankful the heating was still on

She returned the next day. Once she walked inside I hit her with a dozen questions. She explained that I am to be her new pet and live completely as she says. If I behave she will give me back my items, but if I don’t she will destroy everything. She informed me that all my credit cards and bank accounts have been switched into her name and she will continue paying my bills with my money. While I was gone she quickly had video cameras installed all around the inside of my house. It was only then I noticed she was holding a dog collar and what appeared to be gloves

“I’m not gonna punish you because I know you went through all this trouble to get out of that cage so I won’t lock you up in chastity cage, instead I’m gonna lock up your hands up.” holding the gloves she explained that they secure the thump to the palm of the wrist locking it rendering my hands useless.

May I have food please” I said once gloved and collared, “I’m hungry I haven’t eaten since the jail”

“I’m glad you brought that up :-) “she said pulling out a dog bowl and a Ziploc bag full of dog food

“I’m only leaving you with one serving size she says I don’t need you getting any fatter we need to slim down my pet”

“You expect me to eat that?” I say defiantly. “because I’m not”

“Fine” she growls taking it back “I’ll give it back when you’re begging to eat”

After four or five days (it’s hard to tell it this point) I finally surrendered. The second she walked thru the door I collapsed on the ground crawling at her feetand begged her. She turned around out the door wordlessly. I was nervous i disappointed her and she was finally abandoning me, but overwhelming joy hit as she returned.

I was ordered to sit and wait, which I obeyed eagerly. She brought back dog food dumping it in my bowl, I watched drooling with hunger. This selection looked way worse than the last dog food. It was a wet and slimy brown green sludge with what appeared to be chunks of stringy meat, but of what animal it belonged to I couldn’t be sure. The smell was foul and the taste was worse. Metallic and undercooked the food was disgusting, and I ate every bite. Starved I finished my bowl licking it clean and asking for more. She told me if I was a good boy I could have more portions. I agreed and promised to be a goodboy.

I was just getting up when she interrupted me

“Good boys don’t use their feet like that, when they walk on 2 feet they get PUNISHED”

I fall back to the floor terrified at what could be a punishment compared to this ****

I asked how I’m going to bathe with the water turned off. My smell must’ve been rancid, with all the days gone unshowered, and the grime from the dumpster dried and stained across my body, I was an absolute wreck.

She told me if I was a “Good boy” she’d give me monthly puppy baths, i frustratingly agreed while still feeling the grossness of my slime coated body

After sometime my stomach began to growl as it churned in my belly. I had the sudden **** urge to shit. I had gone with out eating since the jail, and had no need to shit. The toilet had been missing and resigned me to pissing in the sink, but where I would shit remained a mystery to me.

“Ummmm” I say embarrassingly, “ where do I poop?” I say blushing

“Right here” she says walking to a corner pulling out something from her pocket. Unfolding a cloth looking paper, she sets it in the corner.

“Usually I prefer my pets using the outside, buut since you were naughty and ran away last time you were out”

I looked down at my ankle monitor

“ I decided your an indoor pet and must use puppy pads”

“You expect me to use thaat?” My stomach growled louder

“Are you raising your voice at me?”

“noo I’m sorry I apologize ” I reply submissively “thank you so much for my puppy pads and doggy bowl I promise to be the best pet” I say as I crawl to my corner.

“GOOD BOY” she cheers eagerly clapping. Pure liquid shit pouring out my ass while I’m squatted over my pads grunting. A smile creeps across my face as her praise warms my body.

“I’ll be back to clean your mess tomorrow, if you need to go again you know your corner.”

She pointed in at the ceiling toward one of the video cameras she had installed

“Remember to always be a goodboy you never know who’s watching”

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