Stacey becomes the family's pet

Stacey's father savored the rich aroma of freshly brewed coffee as he sat at the worn kitchen table, as he did every Sunday around 11 a.m. Sunlight streamed through the window, casting a warm glow over the room.

“I think I’m done, dad!” he heard his son shout as he ran into the kitchen.

“That’s fast son, do we need to test it or can we start using it right away?”

“I think we can start using it right away.” The son said. “I’ve spent the last hour or so testing it based on some pet girl porn so I could test how the software would behave in different situations.

“Petgirl?”, he asked. “wait, never mind. I don’t think I wanna know… So, we just put the collar on her neck, and put those mittens on her hands, and then what?”

“Yes dad, that’s basically it. But you must also move the other cameras from her room to the living room and kitchen. Also, I put the collar on vibrating mode to begin with, but we can switch it to shock mode pretty easily later on. By the way, I calculated ”

“Okay, I guess I’ll start with moving the camera’s then”, the father said. And as he said that, he left the kitchen table and walked upstairs.

A few moments later Stacey saw her father walk through the door of her room. He didn’t knock, but even if he had it’s not like she would have been able to put on some clothes or something.

“Hi Dad”, Stacey said as she noticed that he was carrying a screw driver.

“Hi Stacey,” he replied, “don’t mind me. I’m just going to move a few of those cameras downstairs”

“Why? Does that mean that I’m getting more privacy?”

“No honey, I’m sorry. I’ll explain in a bit”

As her father left the room, Stacey’s gaze lingered on the solitary camera that was left. Not much later she heard some drilling but still didn’t really understand why they were of more use downstairs than they were in her room. After all, her bedroom was the room that she spent most of her time in.

Just a few minutes later she heard her father yell for everybody to come downstairs. Usually he only hollered like this when it was time for dinner, but for that it was still way too early. Curiously, she decided to go downstairs and see what the fuss is about.

As Stacey came downstairs she could see her father and her siblings sitting on the couch. In the corner there was a large dog bed, and next to the kitchen she saw two dog bowls. For a moment she wondered if they’d already bought a dog and this was the big reveal. A smile formed around her face, happy to at least get to play with and get to know the pup before she was moving out. Swiftly she sat on the couch opposite of her father and siblings and her mother followed suit.

“So, as we discussed yesterday during dinner, we will be getting a pet.” Her father began. “However, we wanted to make sure that Thomas and Chloe are up to the task of taking care of a pet”, he said referring to Stacey’s little brother and sister. Stacey looked around, unsure of what was to come next.

“There’s also something that you should know, Stacey”, her father continued, “your friend Bridget has decided to act like a dog until her move to the zoo.” Stacey’s face changed really quickly from happy to shocked. If she could have created a hole to disappear in this would have been the perfect moment to do so, she had a good idea of what’s coming next but decided to keep her mouth shut. “So, because you’ve been insisting on being treated identically as your friend, we’ve decided to keep you as a pet as well”

“The hell you won’t!”, Stacey protested. This was the only moment that she could protest this, or so she felt.

“Yes, you will”, her father said sternly. “You were the one who insisted on moving into the zoo and doing everything that this other girl does. We gave you a fair chance to back out of this deal, and you chose not to.”

“We wanted to easy you into it, but we’ll only do so if you cooperate. So, what’s it going to be?”

Stacey looked around and evaluated her situation. She was sitting naked, next to her mother. On the opposite side were her father, her brother as well as her sister. If either her father or her brother wanted to overpower her that would be rather easy for them to do so. Especially if they chose to do so together. Also, she couldn’t really run. Where was she going to run off to, being naked and all? That’s all aside from the fact that she did indeed choose to mirror Bridget’s actions and hadn’t used her chance to back out.

“Fine, I’ll cooperate”, she said meekly with a slight undertone of defiance.

“I knew you would”, her father replied as he stood up, picking up something made of leather from the ground that Stacey hadn’t previously spotted. “Please clench your right hand into a fist”

Stacey clenched her fist and stretched her right arm towards her father. Soon it became clear what he was holding in his hands, it looked like some kind of leather mitten that she’d seen once while accidentally stumbling upon some BDSM porn.

“Other arm”, he said.

Stacey clenched her other fist and stretched her let arm towards him. Her father repeated the actions from the right arm and now also covered her left hand and lower arm in the leather mitten. It turns out he wasn’t done yet, because he also retrieved two tiny padlocks from his back pocket and locked the clasps of the mittens. She looked at her arms. Her elbows were still fully uncovered, but her wrists were fully covered by the leather, as were her hands. She tried to wiggle her fingers around, but the leather would hardly budge. Her hands had been basically rendered unusable. Stacey’s face slowly changed from being angered, to being intrigued, wondering what else there was to come.

“By the way”, Stacey said, “How am I supposed to go to the bathroom with these?”, while looking intrigued at the mittens that she was wearing.

“As I had said, “ her father began, “this is for your brother and sister to show that they can actually take care of a pet. That’s why they will treat you like their dog and walk you like a dog.”

“Do you mean that I should do my business outside?” Stacey said with a shock.

“Yes, it does. If you decide to piss or shit indoors you can be certain that you will be punished, severely”

“But,“ Stacey could hardly believe that she was hearing it all correctly, “is Bridget also getting walked outside, naked?”

“No. I guess that will be a small difference between the two of you. She is living in the city center and so she cannot really go outside naked. Having said that, she is also walked, but in her case it’s done by zoo personnel to her own bathroom”

“Then why can’t I go to the bathroom?”, Stacey exclaimed.

“That’s rather easy, her father answered, “we’re trying to get an experience as realistic as possible. Besides, Bridget has already been naked in the zoo for a few days and has already gotten her fair share of public exposure. You, on the other hand, have not.”

“Exposure? You mean the neighbors? What if they see me like this? What if they call the police?”, Stacey said still flabbergasted.

“I guess they’ll get a small preview of what the zoo’s visitors will get to see in a few days or so”, her father said with a wry smile. “Also you don’t have to be worried about them calling the police on you. I checked with the neighbors and they are all fine with it. In fact, they are happy to support you in your transition.”

Stacey looked a little confused and angry. She had run out of arguments against her new situation, but still felt that this was not right.

“Son, would you do the pleasure of finishing her attire?”, Stacey’s father asked.

“Sure dad!”, Stacey’s brother said as he stood up and picked up something that Stacey couldn’t immediately see what it was.

Her brother walked up to Stacey and tried to think of what the best way would be to put on the collar while she was seated on the couch. He decided that it would be awkward if he had to tower and lean over her like that.

“Please, sit on the floor and hold your hair up”, he said.

“What for?”, Stacey asked questioning with a slight sound of defiance.

“So I can properly collar you”, he answered as if it were the most normal thing in the world.

“You want to do what?!”, Stacey said a little surprised.

“Collar you. You’re a dog now. Dogs wear collars and listen to their owners. Now, sit!”

Stacey couldn’t believe her ears. In a million years, she had not expected to ever be treated like this. But as she was processing what was happening, her naked body obliged and she gracefully slid to the floor and sat down on her knees. Her brother’s crotch at eye level. She held up most of her hair with one hand. It was at this moment that she felt very submissive, as if she was surrendering the last bit of autonomy she’d still had.

Her brother quickly put the collar around her neck, making sure that on the inside there was just enough room for one, maybe two, fingers. Not too tight, but also definitely not very loose. After buckling it closed he got something small from his pocket. And before she knew it, she heard a padlock close. Stacey realized that she wasn’t going to be able to remove the collar herself either. Her hands moved towards her neck to check out this new contraption around her neck. But as her hands approached the collar, she realized that she wasn’t going to be able to feel or test it, given how her hands had been restrained as well.

As her brother walked back to the couch that he’d been sitting on, Stacey moved up to also sit back on the couch.

“Stay!” her brother yelled.

Surprised by how directive her brother suddenly sounded she sat back on her knees.

“So let me explain some of the rules.” Her father said. “You are to remain on all fours at all times, unless you’re lying down. And by remaining on all fours I mean on your hands and feet. Bridget doesn’t walk on her knees, so neither will you.” Stacey was looking at her father intently. Wondering if he was being serious, while simultaneously trying to process and remember the new rules. He continued, “You will eat and drink from the dog bowls in the kitchen. You are not to sit on any furniture any more, and unless you’ve been leashed you are only allowed in the living room and kitchen. Also, you’re wearing a special collar, why don’t you tell her about it”, he said while looking at Stacey’s brother, who got an instant twinkle in his eye.

“Yes, about the collar,” he said excitedly. Stacey noticed only now that he had bloodshot eyes. She was fairly sure that he was not on ****, and decided that he may in fact have had another short night. “It’s a special collar,“ he continued, “it’s got electrodes all around it. Together with the cameras that will be observing you 24/7, the collar will punish you the moment you break any one of the rules. For now it’s set on vibrating, but if there are too many violations of the rules we will switch it to shock mode. Something we will probably do anyhow tomorrow. I guess dad forgot a rule by the way. Unless we enable it in the app, you are not allowed to talk either. You may bark though!”, he said smiling, loving his invention.

“Well guys,” Stacey’s father said while looking at Stacey’s little brother and sister, “enjoy your pet. And Stacey, please remember, that even while we treat you as a dog, we all still love you and we’ll do everything we can to make the experience as realistic as possible for you. I guess I can now finally remove that last camera from her bed room and move it to the kitchen. By the way,” he said while looking at Stacey’s siblings once more, ”I don’t want no pets upstairs”.

Stacey was fuming. He had said ‘her bed room’, in the third person, again as if she wasn’t present at all. But she was lost for words, and even if she had an idea of what to say, she wasn’t sure if that was such a smart idea with this new collar around her neck; the boundaries of which were yet untested.

The family meeting was over apparently as everybody stood up and left the living room. Stacey tried to recollect everything that she had been told during their little meeting, and when she recollected the last minute, she realized that her dad had told them that she was no longer allowed upstairs.

“Oh my god, does that mean I will no longer see my own bedroom?” she said out-loud while lost in her own thoughts. Her collar immediately vibrated quite aggressively. Stacey was appalled as she was reminded of her collar and her new limits. She had spoken rather quietly and realized how sensitive the collar or cameras had been configured. She walked to the dog bed that was in the corner of the living room to try it out and quickly fell asleep – processing her new situation had, apparently, taken its toll on her.