You really don't do much of anything.

The room is quiet as Mom looks around to try and get her bearings. It only takes a few seconds before she realizes she's naked and quickly covers herself with her arms. She looks around for her clothes, a futile effort considering she hasn't worn anything for the past few days. I think she figures that out too, as she eventually gives up her search and looks at me and Julia.

"Um... did we just... uh...?"

She doesn't even need to finish the question. She already knows the answer. This isn't the first time she's gone back to normal to find me and another girl naked in front of her. Although this time the girl is one of her own daughters. And as if that's not enough, said daughter is covered in cum. Yeah, there's no way to deny what just happened.

"Ah, ah, ah. Bad girl. Doggies can't speak. If you want to play, you have to do it correctly. Breaking the rules means you can't get Daddy's dick anymore. And you wouldn't want that, would you? You seemed so eager to get it just a second ago," Julia scolds Mom, completely unaware of what's going on.

Mom's face turns bright red as Julia confirms all of her suspicions. Like I said, there was no realistic way to deny it, but now Mom can't even pretend like nothing happened. Julia stated it clear as day: we all just had sex and she loved every second of it. She also likely doesn't understand why Julia is referring to her as a "doggy," but that seems to be the least of her concerns right now.

"I... I think I should go. I have... some things to think about..." Mom whispers before standing up and scurrying out of the room.

"Does this mean Mom isn't playing anymore?" Julia asks, a tinge of sadness in her voice.

"Do you see what you did, young lady? This is what happens when you don't listen to me," I say sternly.

"I... I'm sorry, Daddy," Julia replies while immediately shrinking down.

"Really? I don't believe you. I think someone needs to learn that actions have consequences."

I walk over to Julia and grab a fistful of her hair. As I pull back on it slightly, she lets out a noise that sounds like some kind of cross between a yelp and a moan.

Just to be clear, I'm not actually that mad at Julia. In all honesty, Mom took the whole situation better than I would have thought, with more embarrassed confusion than anything else. But in Julia's mind, Mom broke character because of what she did. Because she disobeyed me. So this feels like the ideal time for her first punishment.

Since this is her first time getting reprimanded, and I'm not even that upset, I decide to keep the whole experience pretty light. I pull on her hair a bit more and give her nipples a brief pinch. I consider giving her a spanking, but I figure that's something I should save for a special occasion. I have always wanted to get my hands on that little ass, after all.

That little bit of discipline seems to get Julia back to her sweet side, as she quickly tells me that she'll do anything to make up for what she did. Once she gets to that point, I decide to let her off the hook for now. I do take care to not praise her for the rest of the day though, just to ensure she doesn't get up to no good for the time being.

As for my experience for the rest of the day, it's mostly uneventful. Mom is a bit surprised to see Michelle in the kitchen, but doesn't bother pushing the issue. I also notice that Mom momentarily pauses when carrying her plate to the table, as if contemplating whether or not she should put it on the floor instead. Dinner is largely quite, as both Julia and Mom don't really want to speak. Michelle flashes me a concerned look, but I just signal that everything is fine, which she seems to accept. Oh yeah, and Rose is there too, I guess. Given the whole sex toy kick she's on, she doesn't talk much either.

"Alright... I think I'm going to head to bed. I want to go to the office early tomorrow. For the life of me, I can't seem to remember what I've been working on recently," Mom nervously chuckles before excusing herself from the table.

Oh... right. The whole point of keeping Mom here as a pet was to prevent her from doing anything crazy at work. And now she's going to show back up after something like a week of being gone. That... probably won't go well. Hopefully they won't be too harsh if they do fire her, which I'm guessing they will.

A bit concerned for how that will go, I decide to try to get some sleep of my own (after another shower with Rose, of course). I end up tossing and turning a bit, just wondering how things will go in Mom's office tomorrow. As cruel as some may think it is to keep her on all fours for so long, it almost feel just as cruel to let her wander back into work, unaware of just how much she's missed. Luckily though, I do eventually manage to fall asleep.

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Hmm? What? Was this little snippet of my life not enough for you? Alright, fine. I guess I can go into how Friday started too. But only for just a bit!

Getting up in the morning was a... weird experience. Specifically, it's weird not seeing Mom. I sort of got used to her being around the house. I would often pet her once we both finished out breakfast, running my fingers through her long, luscious hair. And occasionally playing with her tits too. I am only human, after all. Anyway, apparently she really meant it when she said she was going to get up early, as both Julia and Michelle tell me that she was already gone by the time they got up.

Speaking of Julia, it seems like trying to avoid giving her praise last night paid off, as she's incredibly nice to me this morning. She even offers to help Michelle in the kitchen, though we quickly turn that idea down. Fun fact about Julia: she might be the worst cook in all of existence. She once nearly burned the house down because she accidently put butter on her bread before putting it in the toaster. Needless to say, we try to avoid letting her touch anything in the kitchen. Thank god she considers cooking for me to be a nice thing to do. I would be legitimately concerned if she tried to bake anytime she got bratty.

Anyway, I say goodbye to my sisters and hit the bus. Once I start getting close to campus, I find myself getting a bit excited. If you've been paying attention, you might realize why. It's because it's Friday, which means health class. I haven't spent a ton of time with Maria since she got her identity. In fact, I haven't used her TEN-HUT! attribute at all. But I plan to fix both of those issues today. Last class, my soldier made me a little concerned with the whole trying-to-break-someone's-wrist incident, so now, it's time to see if I can start whipping her into shape.

I walk into class and glance into the room. As is typically the case, Maria is sitting on top of her desk, chatting with the students who are already there. And listen, I know what I'm about to do is stupid for multiple reasons. There aren't many people already in class, maybe three or four, but that's still enough to question what's about to happen. And I'm probably letting Violet down by not checking the remote for a new attribute first too. And yet, I can't resist. I mean, you have to test an attribute at least once before you can start worrying about new ones, right?

"Atteeeeeeeeeeention!" I call out loudly from the hall.

Instantly, Maria stops speaking in the middle of her sentence. The smile on her face disappears, replaced instead with a neutral, focused stare. Everything around her seem to vanish from her perception as she hops off of the desk. Her feet snap together, her back straightens, and her right hand moves up to her forehead. As soon as she's finished striking her pose, her body freezes, displaying her immaculate salute for everyone to see. And as if all of that wasn't good enough, to top it all off...

"Sir, yes, sir!" She responds in an equally strong voice.

Okay, I'll admit: that really did something for me. Now let's see what else I can do with her like this.