Yes

“Do I have to?”

“You have serious responsibilities now. A pet is not some small matter. I think it’s best you do.”

Abigail looked pissed but just grabbed a leash off the wall.

“Fine, Dad. I would like some time to myself every once in a while.”

Abigail attached the leash to Lucy’s collar and Lucy got off the ground onto all fours. She might be better off stuck in the house but she didn’t have a choice. She was a naked pet completely exposed to the world.

“You will, but Lucy’s adjusting. She needs you,” said her mother in a softer voice.

Huffing and puffing Abigail went outside with Lucy crawling behind her. Her naked body felt cold in the late afternoon air, the sun was setting and she had no idea where her life or this night was taking her.

Lucy’s hands and knees on the cement steps reminded her she had sat on these steps what seemed like a million times waiting for friends to pick her up. Now she was waiting on these same steps for friends to come pick her up, except now it was Abigail’s friends and she was just a pet along for the ride.

Her sister was on the phone with someone.

“They’re making me bring, Lucy... I know you think she’s cute but I need a break sometimes! ...Oh, I guess that would be nice.”

The person on the other end knew her situation and Lucy tried to process another person thinking this was okay or normal.

Staring at the rising moon Lucy wondered if resisting would even be worth it. The whole world it seemed was against her. She had not only lost her status as sister and daughter, she would never again be a friend, a lover, or really even just a person in the eyes of anyone else. Was life without other people worth it? Was it better being a pet or trying to escape and live a life of total isolation? That’s if she even could escape since she was constantly under supervision and almost always on a leash.

A blue car pulled up and two girls were waiting inside. It was Chelsea and Laurel. Lucy’s heart sank a little. She had babysat these girls when she was younger. Now the situation was reversed and then some. She had cared about them and basically been an older sister to these girls. She had given them their first boy advice, looked out for them when she was a senior and they were freshman, even bought them beer last summer break. Now she wasn’t even a person to them.

“Aww, such a cute girl!” said Chelsea.

“How was your trip?” asked Laurel as she got out of the car.

“It was a lot of work getting her back here but clearly a success.”

Cursing herself Lucy knew it was only a success because she trusted her parents. She saw Chelsea was driving and Laurel was getting in back. Lucy was walked to the car and Abigail guided her sister into the back. Again no one was at all thrown off by her being a naked pet as both girls stared at her smiling.

She figured this was the nice thing Abigail had mentioned, Laurel sitting in back with her instead of making Abigail have to do it. Giving her a break from her sister. Or rather her pet. Lucy almost laughed thinking that Abigail wanted a break when she was the one naked and completely under her control.

Lucy hopped in and wasn’t sure what to do. She couldn’t imagine she was going to sit so she went to lay on the floor. Laurel grabbed her leash from Abigail and guided her up onto the seat. then she pushed down on her back to make her lay across the back seat. Feeling the leather on her naked skin only made her even more aware of her nudity. Lucy laid down and Laurel patted her own leg. Lucy laid her head on Laurel’s lap and curled the rest of her body up like a dog. Laurel rested her arm on her back all the way down to her ass. Gritting her teeth she reminded herself she had no control and tried to ignore Laurel’s jeans against her cheek, the feeling of clothes, something that she might never feel on herself again.

Laurel spoke running her hands through Lucy’s hair, “She’s such a good girl. I don’t know why’d you ever want a break but I don’t mind spending time with such a pretty girl.” Her voice changing into the voice you’d address a puppy with.

“You don’t have to bathe her, take her out to pee, walk her, and feed her. It’s a lot of work.”

“Oh nothing’s too much for such a beautiful girl,” said Laurel still in a puppy dog voice.

Laurel rubbed Lucy’s lower back enthusiastically dangerously close to her bare ass. Dangerously close became actually touching thereafter as she rubbed Lucy’s right butt cheek. Lucy felt her pussy start to get wet again and felt even more humiliated.

Chelsea spoke, “So you’re cool with what we got planned?”

Abigail responded, “Yeah are we still going to...”