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Courtney stretched her legs, pressing her paws into the sidewalk with a silent groan as she stretched out her dog body. "God, I hope Hannah comes up with the cure soon," she muttered.

"She will, Hun," promised her mother. A slight tug on her leash caused Courtney to turn with her, their paces picking up as they passed through the park. Both were uncomfortably aware of the male dogs eying her daughter. "I've already told her, she won't be going to the science academy if she works on anything else. You know she won't risk that."

"She'd better not." Courtney resisted the urge to dig in her feet and raise her hackles, simply kicking backwards a little when the first dog sniffed her butt. "I'm getting tired of every male dog within a mile showing an interest," she whispered, low enough to make sure no one else would hear. "They're not my type, mom. And I liked the mailman - it's annoying to want to bite him every time he comes by."

"I know, Hun." The pace slowed as they left the park, and Courtney felt a flash of shame at how good her mother's petting hand felt as it scratched behind her ear. "But you really are handling it wonderfully."

"Are you kidding me?" she yelped, breaking into a small barking fit. "I barely know how to walk outdoors! I'm naked except for fur, my tail wags no matter what I tell it, and if one more dog tries to climb up on my backside..."

"I'll kill him for you." Her mother scratched her behind the ear again, calming her down. "You're in uncharted territory, Hun. It's only natural that you feel uncomfortable - but you're handling it brilliantly."

Courtney just huffed in response, turning her head away. "Mind if I go back home? It's a bit tiring, with the permanent fur coat and all."

"Sure, Hun. I've got some errands to go, so I'll meet you home in a bit." Courtney nodded, barely concealing her impatience as the leash was unclipped, then shot backwards. She made a very large point of avoiding the park.

***

"I'm hooome!" called Courtney, shoving the door closed with her body. She was relieved that the back door had a handle she could turn - it would have been too embarrassing to function if she'd required a doggy door on top of it all.

"About time!" declared Hannah, marching in. "I'm about to finish my experiment! Today starts my dreams, my hopes, my-"

"My return to normalcy?" interrupted Courtney, hastily. She resisted the urge to let out a low growl, reminding herself that her sister was simply a little flighty.

"What? Oh... right... that'll be done soon. But come on! It's almost time! Just wait in the living room!"

Courtney huffed in response, quietly stalking in and settling on the cushions put out for her. It felt embarrassing, lying down with her tail curled up in front of her nose, her jaws gently pulling against the fur as she waited. She wasn't sure if she should be happy her boyfriend was still away, or sad that he wasn't there to cuddle with her.

"Viola!" declared Hannah, stalking out a moment later. She tossed her long hair backwards with a grin, letting it slowly resettle upon the pink bath robe. "Feast your visual receptors upon the magnificence of-"

Courtney barked to put a stop to the words, growling slightly in the back of her throat. "English, please?"

"Right. I made a potion!"

Courtney huffed, ignoring the insulting obviousness of that as she pointedly stared at the beaker in her sister's hand. "And you're wearing a pink robe instead of your lab coat because...?"

"Because I wanted to be more comfortable. Now, come on, I just have to add a final ingredient..."

"This is going to singe my fur. isn't it?" muttered Courtney, pushing herself backwards a little.

Hannah simply sniffed, dropping something inside the beaker. It fizzled for a moment, then calmed, the pink liquid settling down as she grinned. "Tada! The first day of the rest of my life is officially complete!"

"Please tell me that's the antidote!?" demanded Courtney. She felt a bad feeling in the bottom of her stomach, unsettling with the certainly of dread.

"No, it's for me!" Hannahh drank it with the declaration, ignoring Courtney's groan. "God. that tastes disgusting, she muttered, scratching her back. "I'm going to need to take off my robe..."

"Thanks for the warning, sis." Courtney yelped when it fell away, her paws unable to hide the sight entirely as she watched fur sprouting across her sister's form. "I can't believe you actually wanna be a dog!"

"Are you kidding me?" demanded Hannah, giving off a slight yelp as her ears pulled up. She was quiet for a moment, other than the slight groan as her muzzle pushed out. "It's the perfect life!" she continued when it had finished. "I mean, dog food is just like spam with gravy anyway-"

"Trust me, it isn't."

Hannah ignored her, running her stunted fingers across her furred cheek as she examined the changes. "Come on! You get the freedom, the vision - you realize I'm never going to have to wear glasses again?" she demanded, shoving them off her nose as she spoke. "It's amazing! Plus, I already figured out all the flaws with you - the slight color blindness, the inability to process certain foods, and the irreversibility among them."

"Great. Just great sis - so you get the dog's life you always wanted, and I get to be your freak guinea pig?"

"Well..." Hannah hesitated, uncertain how to respond to the indignant statement Courtney was growling at her. She had the good sense to blush, silent for a moment until a yelp ripped through her. "I've got a tail!" she grinned, wagging it appreciatively.

"You have no shame, do you?" muttered Courtney. She watched through half slitted eye as the girl's spine cracked, forcing Hannah onto four legs.

"Quadrupled, here I come!" grinned Hannah in response.

"Great. So you have four legs, and we're both stuck in a fur coat," muttered Courtney. She couldn't hold back a slight bark of laughter as Hannah chewed at her tal, though, or keep the amused look from her eyes as Hannah chewed through the remains of her bathrobe to get it off.

"Come on, sis!" the "scientist" declared after a moment. "Say the line!"

Courtney huffed agaain, turning her head away in embarrassment. "I'm not going to say the line."

"Pleaaaase say the line?!" Hannah begged, her eyes wide in the perfect puppy dog look.

"...Where's Timmy, girl?"

"I the well!" Hannah yipped happily at the announcement, proceeding to chase her own tail with utter indignity.

"I can't believe I'm stuck as a dog because you're obsessed with Lassy..." Courtney's body felt heavy now that the first drops of amusement were over. She lowered her head, sighing slightly.

"She's a hero! And why are you so worried? Everyone loves border collies!"

= Courtney didn't bother to lift her head, simply contenting herself with a slight whimper. "But they all treat me like a pet... it's fine for you - you can turn back. But i didn't even want to be like this in the first place..."

"Well... i didn't exactly process an antidote for myself, either," admitted Hannah, a little bit sheepish. "I wanna be like this!"
"So we're both stuck," declared Courtney. Her voice sounded a little flat, still, but it had lost its accusing edge. "Guess there's not much point in shaking you from the scruff, then."

"It's not like I can't turn you back, either! I mean, it'll take a while to figure out, and its hard with stubby paws - but I can do it!"

Courtney glanced at her, head rising a little at the news. "Really?"

"Really!" Hannahh promised, thumping her tail. "It'll just... take a few weeks."

Courtney smiled. "Fine then. It'll take a few weeks of me watching you." she nuzzled against Hannah's ear. "I guess I'll just have to get used to being dog sisters."

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Courtney stretched her legs, pressing her paws into the sidewalk with a silent groan as she stretched out her dog body. "God, I hope Hannah comes up with the cure soon," she muttered.

"She will, Hun," promised her mother. A slight tug on her leash caused Courtney to turn with her, their paces picking up as they passed through the park. Both were uncomfortably aware of the male dogs eying her daughter. "I've already told her, she won't be going to the science academy if she works on anything else. You know she won't risk that."

"She'd better not." Courtney resisted the urge to dig in her feet and raise her hackles, simply kicking backwards a little when the first dog sniffed her butt. "I'm getting tired of every male dog within a mile showing an interest," she whispered, low enough to make sure no one else would hear. "They're not my type, mom. And I liked the mailman - it's annoying to want to bite him every time he comes by."

"I know, Hun." The pace slowed as they left the park, and Courtney felt a flash of shame at how good her mother's petting hand felt as it scratched behind her ear. "But you really are handling it wonderfully."

"Are you kidding me?" she yelped, breaking into a small barking fit. "I barely know how to walk outdoors! I'm naked except for fur, my tail wags no matter what I tell it, and if one more dog tries to climb up on my backside..."

"I'll kill him for you." Her mother scratched her behind the ear again, calming her down. "You're in uncharted territory, Hun. It's only natural that you feel uncomfortable - but you're handling it brilliantly."

Courtney just huffed in response, turning her head away. "Mind if I go back home? It's a bit tiring, with the permanent fur coat and all."

"Sure, Hun. I've got some errands to go, so I'll meet you home in a bit." Courtney nodded, barely concealing her impatience as the leash was unclipped, then shot backwards. She made a very large point of avoiding the park.

***

"I'm hooome!" called Courtney, shoving the door closed with her body. She was relieved that the back door had a handle she could turn - it would have been too embarrassing to function if she'd required a doggy door on top of it all.

"About time!" declared Hannah, marching in. "I'm about to finish my experiment! Today starts my dreams, my hopes, my-"

"My return to normalcy?" interrupted Courtney, hastily. She resisted the urge to let out a low growl, reminding herself that her sister was simply a little flighty.

"What? Oh... right... that'll be done soon. But come on! It's almost time! Just wait in the living room!"

Courtney huffed in response, quietly stalking in and settling on the cushions put out for her. It felt embarrassing, lying down with her tail curled up in front of her nose, her jaws gently pulling against the fur as she waited. She wasn't sure if she should be happy her boyfriend was still away, or sad that he wasn't there to cuddle with her.

"Viola!" declared Hannah, stalking out a moment later. She tossed her long hair backwards with a grin, letting it slowly resettle upon the pink bath robe. "Feast your visual receptors upon the magnificence of-"

Courtney barked to put a stop to the words, growling slightly in the back of her throat. "English, please?"

"Right. I made a potion!"

Courtney huffed, ignoring the insulting obviousness of that as she pointedly stared at the beaker in her sister's hand. "And you're wearing a pink robe instead of your lab coat because...?"

"Because I wanted to be more comfortable. Now, come on, I just have to add a final ingredient..."

"This is going to singe my fur. isn't it?" muttered Courtney, pushing herself backwards a little.

Hannah simply sniffed, dropping something inside the beaker. It fizzled for a moment, then calmed, the pink liquid settling down as she grinned. "Tada! The first day of the rest of my life is officially complete!"

"Please tell me that's the antidote!?" demanded Courtney. She felt a bad feeling in the bottom of her stomach, unsettling with the certainly of dread.

"No, it's for me!" Hannahh drank it with the declaration, ignoring Courtney's groan. "God. that tastes disgusting, she muttered, scratching her back. "I'm going to need to take off my robe..."

"Thanks for the warning, sis." Courtney yelped when it fell away, her paws unable to hide the sight entirely as she watched fur sprouting across her sister's form. "I can't believe you actually wanna be a dog!"

"Are you kidding me?" demanded Hannah, giving off a slight yelp as her ears pulled up. She was quiet for a moment, other than the slight groan as her muzzle pushed out. "It's the perfect life!" she continued when it had finished. "I mean, dog food is just like spam with gravy anyway-"

"Trust me, it isn't."

Hannah ignored her, running her stunted fingers across her furred cheek as she examined the changes. "Come on! You get the freedom, the vision - you realize I'm never going to have to wear glasses again?" she demanded, shoving them off her nose as she spoke. "It's amazing! Plus, I already figured out all the flaws with you - the slight color blindness, the inability to process certain foods, and the irreversibility among them."

"Great. Just great sis - so you get the dog's life you always wanted, and I get to be your freak guinea pig?"

"Well..." Hannah hesitated, uncertain how to respond to the indignant statement Courtney was growling at her. She had the good sense to blush, silent for a moment until a yelp ripped through her. "I've got a tail!" she grinned, wagging it appreciatively.

"You have no shame, do you?" muttered Courtney. She watched through half slitted eye as the girl's spine cracked, forcing Hannah onto four legs.

"Quadrupled, here I come!" grinned Hannah in response.

"Great. So you have four legs, and we're both stuck in a fur coat," muttered Courtney. She couldn't hold back a slight bark of laughter as Hannah chewed at her tal, though, or keep the amused look from her eyes as Hannah chewed through the remains of her bathrobe to get it off.

"Come on, sis!" the "scientist" declared after a moment. "Say the line!"

Courtney huffed agaain, turning her head away in embarrassment. "I'm not going to say the line."

"Pleaaaase say the line?!" Hannah begged, her eyes wide in the perfect puppy dog look.

"...Where's Timmy, girl?"

"I the well!" Hannah yipped happily at the announcement, proceeding to chase her own tail with utter indignity.

"I can't believe I'm stuck as a dog because you're obsessed with Lassy..." Courtney's body felt heavy now that the first drops of amusement were over. She lowered her head, sighing slightly.

"She's a hero! And why are you so worried? Everyone loves border collies!"

= Courtney didn't bother to lift her head, simply contenting herself with a slight whimper. "But they all treat me like a pet... it's fine for you - you can turn back. But i didn't even want to be like this in the first place..."

"Well... i didn't exactly process an antidote for myself, either," admitted Hannah, a little bit sheepish. "I wanna be like this!"
"So we're both stuck," declared Courtney. Her voice sounded a little flat, still, but it had lost its accusing edge. "Guess there's not much point in shaking you from the scruff, then."

"It's not like I can't turn you back, either! I mean, it'll take a while to figure out, and its hard with stubby paws - but I can do it!"

Courtney glanced at her, head rising a little at the news. "Really?"

"Really!" Hannahh promised, thumping her tail. "It'll just... take a few weeks."

Courtney smiled. "Fine then. It'll take a few weeks of me watching you." she nuzzled against Hannah's ear. "I guess I'll just have to get used to being dog sisters."