Gets out

Lucy pulled the car to the side of the lot and got out. She ran to her parents and sister. She was embarrassed by them seeing her naked but she needed people who cared about her right now.

For the first time in a day she attempted to cover her breasts with her arm and her pussy with her hand. She’d been doing this fight alone and these people were her family. If she had any real allies it was them. She realized covering really didn’t matter because she just wanted to be held. She ran up and hugged her father. She’d always been a daddy’s girl. He barely hugged back but she didn’t notice.

“Dad, Mom, this has been the scariest day of my life! Everyone’s after me, Can we get out of here please?”

As she was hugging her dad. She heard a sound. A sound she never wanted to hear. A sound that would haunt her for the rest of her life.

*click*

She looked down in horror already knowing what happened; her father had attached a leash to her collar. The realization she had been betrayed by her own father hit her like a freight train. She started to panic and feel like walls were closing in around her. She tried to slip away but he held firm and she couldn’t get it undone.

In silence he started to pull her along and her feet were dragged against the pavement as she tried to resist.

“Mom? Save me! Please!” she cried but her mother took to her father’s side. Her sister stood in front of them, also looking pleased.

With that she realized that either this town had something in the air that made everyone think she was a pet or everyone that knew she existed was against her. She fell to her knees. She cried as her parents stood there facing her nude form. She didn’t bother covering up, it didn’t matter; she didn’t have any fight left.

“Lucy, stop crying. This is going to be for the best. In the end this is our fault for raising you as a person, so we’re willing to take the responsibility of being your owners. Your sister will take care of you after we're gone. You’ll be well taken care of and be able to live the life you’re meant to,” her father said but all she could hear was a buzzing sound like a shotgun had gone off right next to her ear a few moments ago.

Lucy tried to have some hope. She knew reason and logic probably didn’t exist anymore but she had to try, “Mom, you carried me for 9 months. How can I be a pet if you’re not? How can my sister who shares both the same parents as me not be a pet if I am?”

Her mom responded, “Honey, sometimes nature makes miracles, and sometimes it makes mistakes. I don’t know which one you are but you’re not like anyone else. You were born to be a pet. It’s time you embraced that.”

Lucy didn’t want to but she had no more choices. She felt she’d never have another real choice for the rest of her life. She was a naked petgirl, maybe forever.

Her dad’s phone rang. Her father picked up the phone, “Hm? Yeah, we got her. Mhm. Mhm. Why don’t we all meet up? Yeah sounds good. Find Max too if you can.”

He addressed the family members he considered people, “That was Kim. Apparently this one overpowered her and tied her up. Pretty clever for an animal. They found her and set her free.”

Her father turned to her in the same tone you’d scold a toddler, “Lucy, people wear clothing, you can’t take someone’s clothes off. They’re not like you, they’re not supposed to be naked and it was very embarrassing for Kim to be found in her bra.”

Lucy laughed a little as she looked down at her naked body but she wasn’t really listening to what was being said. She couldn’t think of anyway out of this as for now. Maybe she could feign submission until she had a chance to escape. If she had a chance to escape. That was a big ‘if’ since she’d already tried it once and nearly pulled it off. They’d be extra careful from now on.

She wondered if it was over. If she was a pet to everyone who knew she existed, which very well could be anyone or everyone since she had no idea how this even started, was there even a point to resisting? She either would have to live completely alone with no human interaction for the rest of her life and always feel the fear and anxiety of potentially being captured or she would have to give up. She didn’t need to decide right now but either way she had to play her part. She moved to all fours.

“Okay, I get it,” She said not sure if she believed it or not.

“None of that voice stuff but thank you, you’re being a good girl. Such a good girl,” Her sister said as she started to pet the crying petgirl’s back. This was her closest blood relative and only sibling yet when she looked at her she only saw a pet, a pet that thought they were a person and that needed to be fixed.

Lucy’s breasts felt heavy under her. She was tugged along by her father and she followed. Her breasts swayed back and forth as she moved. She tried to stop crying. She follows on hands and knees as she was taken from the parking lot back through campus by her leash; by her family. People had heard the news and lined her path. They were hi-fiving even hugging in celebration of her capture. Lucy couldn’t understand how any of this came to be. She was a person being walked by a leash on all fours, naked, her pussy and asshole on prominent display behind her and her breasts in front of her and this wasn’t just normal to them but a cause for jubilation.

Some people approached to pet her. She tried not to cower as they got some in on her head and back but her father interrupted.

“We’re working out the final details but she understands now. Let’s give her some peace for a little bit while the people close to her decide her future.”

The people gave her room. She was walked back to her dorm building and Kim opened the door with a new shirt on. They walked the hall to her room while Lucy wondered if Kim would punish her or hurt her. Inside was Max with an ice pack on his groin.

Her leash was tied to Kim’s bed post and they all started talking. The people in the room sat on chairs or Kim’s bed. Lucy remained on all fours on the floor. She felt them all around her naked body. Then a knock on the door brought a final guest. It was the woman. The one who almost had her convinced she was a pet the previous day. She wasn’t sure but she might hate her the most or the least, she really didn’t know.

They talked like she wasn’t there for a few minutes. They discussed their planning and how hard things had been, they even talked about how impressed they were at her ability to fight back but that a stupid petgirl wasn’t going to overcome them. She wanted to scream she was intelligent and she was only captured because her own parents betrayed her but she held back. If she was going to fight back it couldn’t be overt or they’d see it coming.

“Lucy, we know the part of you that thinks you’re a person is still in there. We hope it will fade in time and we’re pretty confident it will since you only feel this way because you were raised wrong, no offense to your parents, but know that until that happens you’ll be comfortable, as comfortable as we can make you, as you come to terms,” said the woman.

“We all care about you and want you to be the real you. The petgirl. That’s what you were meant to be. Try to think of it as an honor. You’re the first of your kind. I’m not mad you tried to fight,” said Kim.

Max even smiled like he wasn’t that mad.

She wondered what her future held. They all were in on it but she couldn’t live with all of them unless they were going to have some sort of joint custody situation. If she tried to resist Max was the strongest but also probably the dumbest, she might be able to trick him. If she went with her parents maybe leaving this town would break the curse and they’d realize their mistake, or maybe she’d be trapped at her old family home, **** to remember a normal childhood in every room she entered while treated as an animal. Kim was a sweet person until this started but the fact she could be that sweet while planning this was troubling, she also had been the most sexual with her, which had been the primary means of control until she fought back. The woman was motherly on the outside but had manipulated her so well that she might actually be able to kill her fighting spirit for good if she was taken by her.

Her questions were about to be answered. She looked up at them with tears in her eyes, completely exposed, completely ****.

“We’re all fond of you and we’re all going to visit and give you the love you deserve as a petgirl, but we think during the adjustment phase it’s best for you to live with...”