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Geffa waited for them to get home before she stopped the four pets from masturbating. Their minds had gone quiet as they tugged their meat and then they were snapped back to reality, arms tired and hands covered in cum. Randal and Todd's laps were caked with doggy jizz while Elizabeth and Patricia had pants soaked with their bitch juice. They zipped up, belted up and got out of the car while the roads were clear and they could go inside and change their pants. Elizabeth covered her wet crotch with both hands, looking like she pissed herself. Patricia was embarrassed and didn't want anyone to see her with such a stain on her pants but focused on getting to the front door before anyone saw. Randal and Todd walked out of the car with slime riding down their pants. "Fuck! You made me jizz all over myself!" Geffa got out of the car, back in her zooman form. She smiled. "Don't blame me because you couldn't help yourself." She walked over to Randal and looked at his mess, strands of jizz going down his legs. "Feels good, doesn't it?" Patricia, with a warm glow echoing in her groin, grinned. "Yeah. It feels good. That was a good masturbation!" They went inside, all of them planning on running to their bedrooms to get some new pants. Pixie was in the kitchen when they walked in. They looked at their pants-- Randal and Todd with cream all over theirs and big juicy wet spots on Elizabeth and Patricia-- and she giggled. "Oh? Did something happen?" she asked, unsure of what the cause could be. Geffa walked in, smiling. "She saw a feral dog and were instantly smitten. They couldn't help themselves! I had to take over driving." Pixie knew Geffa was lying but went along for fun. "Oh? Maybe you should uplift him like me. Then all my pets could have a [i]new[/i] master to love!" Pixie and Geffa shared a laugh while the others went into the basement to get a change of pants. Once the pets were down in the basement, Geffa met Pixie by the couch. The dragon lady smiled. "I hear that they requested to have new rooms." "Yes," said Pixie, wagging her tail, "but if I give them proper rooms, what's left of them being [i]my[/i] pets." "You could always play with them more," said Geffa, tapping her clawed toes on the floor, "You know, in a way they may not like." Pixie grinned, crossing her arms over her chubby breasts. "I suppose." "Or..." said Geffa, smiling with her teeth exposed. "We could have a trade-off." Randal got a new pair of pants and had the same idea as his roommates as they all walked out with their sexed up clothing and tossed them into the trash. There was no saving pants and underwear so came in. Elizabeth and Patricia's crotches were very sticky, and they needed to clean themselves. Stripping while walking to the bathroom, Patricia went into the downstairs bathroom to have a quick shower. Elizabeth walked out of her bathroom, pulling off her top. She saw Patricia walk into the bathroom and turn on the showerhead. "Oh! I wanted to be first." Patricia called from the shower. "I'll be quick!" The other pets went over to the bathroom. Patricia left the door open so it felt like an invitation. Elizabeth stood outside the shower, in the buff. There wasn't much more room in the tiny bathroom they had in the basement so Todd leaned in the doorway and Randal waited outside. Patricia's chuckle could be heard over the water. "Came to watch?" "How badly did you guys cum?" asked Randal. Elizabeth put a hand on her side and stared at Randal. "Well, it looked like I had an accident, so I would say a lot!" "It felt good," said Todd, dreamy eyed. "Maybe we should ask Geffa to do that again." Elizabeth smirked. "You do know that you can jerk off whenever?" "This was different," said Todd. "My mind was centered on sex." He looked at Elizabeth's crotch, fur matted with cum. A nice smell came his way. "You really came!" Elizabeth moaned. "[i]I know...[/i]" She changed the subject, grinning at Randal. "How have you been? With Brandy gone?" Randal shrugged. "I'm ok. I know she'll be back. I worry about her being a human. What if she [i]relapses[/i]?" Elizabeth giggled. "Relapse into what?" "What if she doesn't want to be a zooman again?" asked Randal. The three of them giggle. Patricia called from the shower. "Who could actually not want to be a zooman? Think about it: Brandy gets fucked so good. Zooman society is more accepting of fat people too." "That's true," said Randal. Todd was staring at Elizabeth, taking in the collie's naked body and her wonderful scent. The doberman let himself daydream about sex with Elizabeth, taking her athletic dog body in his hands and giving her a good fucking! Elizabeth saw Todd staring, and then getting erect. She smirked. "You bothered by something, Todd?" Todd looked down, saw his tent, and chuckled. "I want to have sex with you." Everyone chuckled. Patricia was done in the shower, so Elizabeth went in. When everyone was done cleaning up and getting changed, they went upstairs to see Geffa and Pixie sitting on the couch, both with a cup of tea in hand and looking prim and proper! "Pets!" said Pixie, waving at them. "Come here. We have something to discuss." The four them got worried but they did as they were told and went over to the couches, Todd and Elizabeth taking a seat beside Pixie and Randal and Patricia seating beside Geffa, Geffa's tail slapping into Randal's hips. "So I hear that you want bigger rooms," said Geffa. "Yeah," said the pets. "The problem is," said Pixie, hanging a leg over her knee and swaying her foot, "is that if I give you too many luxuries, you'd be in the same caste as your master!" Geffa brought an arm over Randal's shoulder, jostling him. "And we can't have that!" "But we have no room for sex!" said Patricia. "Here's what I can do," said Pixie, clapping her hands together. "I can give you bigger rooms. Or rather, I can [i]ask[/i] Geffa to give you bigger rooms since she handles all the building matters. But you need to give something up." "Give something up?" asked Elizabeth, evoking concern for herself and her roommates. "Yes," said Geffa. "You remember your first week as mutts how Geffa took away various abilities? You will have to choose one of those to sacrifice for big bedrooms meant for actual citizens of this world." The roommates were concerned. Patricia shifted, closing her legs together. Todd rubbed his arm nervously. "Like what?" asked Randal. Geffa removed her hand from Randal's shoulder. "There was the silence, the forced nudity..." "The [i]nudity[/i]," said Pixie, smiling. "There was also the inability to read or understand complex ideas." Pixie giggled. "That one set you over the edge, didn't it Randal?" Randal giggled. "Yeah." "There was also going bathroom on newspaper," said Pixie. She smiled, "Humiliating but I could only enforce it in this house." "So we each pick one?" said Randal. Todd raised his hand. "Oh! I'll take reading!" He cupped his hands and swooned at Pixie. "I never care for reading anyway..." "If we can't read," said Patricia, "will we still have to go to class?" Geffa nodded. "We'll find a special program for you. But..." Pixie took the sentence. "I want you all the agree the same 'punishment'. That way I can keep it organized." The pets crossed eyes with each other. Each one had a look of uncertainty. "We don't expect you to answer right away," said Geffa. "Discuss it with each other then get back to me," said Pixie. "You don't have to rush this decision!" The pets nodded and the ladies got up. Pixie went to the kitchen and Geffa retreated to her office down the hall. "So which one should we take?" asked Elizabeth. They hurdled close together but Pixie was right over there so Patricia suggested. "Let's go down into the basement." The pets got up and went to the basement door. A symphony of clicks rolled up the stairs as their claws hits the steps. They went over to the couch underneath the stairs. "What do you guys think?" asked Patricia. Elizabeth crossed her arms. "I'm not going back to not being able to read!" She flicked her head in outrage. "Or 'ideas'." She shivered and rubbed her arms. "When Pixie dumbed us down, I remember trying to figure out how to use a shampoo bottle!" Patricia scratched her head. "When was that? I don't remember Pixie dumbing us down." "That's when you first arrived on the house," said Elizabeth. Todd snerked. "You were so scared you went retarded! No wonder you don't remember!" He laughed some more before Patricia smacked his knee. Randal counted the options. "That leaves the silence, the nudity, and the... going on newspaper." Elizabeth stuck out her tongue. "I don't want to go back to crapping on newspaper like some [i]pet![/i]" Todd smirked. "That's what we are though!" "Silence..." said Patricia. "I like talking." Elizabeth looked at each other. "So... do we pick nudity?" The collie didn't like that idea either. "Maybe we should just stick to small rooms." "Don't want to go nude?" asked Patricia, smiling at Elizabeth. "I could survive it," said Elizabeth. She tugged the collar of her jacket. "But I like clothes, even if the most fun I have is when I'm not wearing any." "It affects us all the time," said Randal. "The only one that doesn't affect us all the time is going to the bathroom on newspaper. That only affects us whenever we have to pee or poop." "She said that only affected us while we were around the house," said Todd. "Like eating out of the bowl." "That one has the least affect," said Patricia. "I could do it... for better bedrooms." "Let's go tell Pixie then," said Randal. "Let me think about it more," said Elizabeth. Everyone agreed and went their separate ways for the time being. Elizabeth was the only person unsure so when she came to the other guys and said she agreed to going back to newspaper, they knew they had made their decision. They went to Pixie in the kitchen, the cat lady preparing supper. The smells of tomato sauce suffocating the air. Bugsy was there, in his regular feral form. He had talked with Pixie about the decision that the pets had to make so when he saw them coming up the stairs, he left the newspaper on the armchair and scurried over to the kitchen to hear the conversation. "We made a decision," said Elizabeth, taking the lead. "Oh?" asked Pixie. "I hope it was a good one." Elizabeth brought her feet close to each other and held her hands at her middle. "We... want to go back to going bathroom on newspaper." "Do you all agree with this?" asked Pixie. They all nodded. "What's the deal?" asked Bugsy, climbing to the table. He gave the pets a cross look. "I fought like hell to get Pixie to stop making you do that." Elizabeth shrugged. "They're going to give us better rooms if we sacrifice something." Patricia walked up to Bugsy and petted him on his raccoon head. "We'll never forget how you fought for our liberty, Bugsy." Bugsy crossed his arms, ears folding at the head rub. "Eh, but it sticks me the wrong way." Pixie nodded. "You convinced me to give back a lot of their privileges. They're all grateful!" She smiled at her pets. "If that's everything, let's get right to the switch up." She straightened her back and announced. "Pets, you must use the newspaper in the back to go washroom." They didn't feel anything different but knew it was official. Patricia sighed. "Shit, I should have gone before you did it." Pixie grinned cheerily. "Now you can be the first to try it out." "Go ahead," said Geffa. Geffa was still there, and walked in from the hall wearing one of her classic business suits with a skirt. It was a soft scream color and the low-cut neckline showed off her breasts. Her bare feet pressed into the carpet. "I've changed the rooms back," said Geffa. "Come and see, if you please." They followed Geffa and the first thing they noticed were a couple extra doors in the hall that were not there before. "What's that?" asked Todd, pointing at one of them. "We'll get to that in a bit," said Geffa. She walked up to the door to Pixie's room (formerly Todd's) and opened it up to a bedroom that looked closer to how Todd had it before the house had been transformed by Geffa and the pet transformations across the neighborhood. The desk was there but no computer. Todd walked up. "Where's my computer?" "It'll be here shortly," said Geffa. "We had to [i]scrub[/i] it for any unpleasant information." "What?" Todd said, "But, but I had sensitive information on it!" "Like what?" asked Geffa, smiling her teeth out. "Porn," said Patricia, getting Elizabeth and Randal to giggle. "Nothing," said Todd. "Tell us," said Geffa, angered. Pixie grinned. "Todd, please tell us what was on your computer." Todd couldn't resist his master's demand. He straightened up, his eyes went distant, and he said, "Pornography. Anime, lesbians, bondage, maids!" Everyone chuckled. Patricia said, "Of course!" The control Pixie had over Todd's body ended and he giggled nervously as he regained himself, rubbing his neck. Geffa smirked. "Let me say, all the [i]human[/i] images and information will be wiped from your machine but you're welcome to zooman pornography if you please." Todd smiled, tongue hanging out. "R,really?" "Come along everyone," said Geffa, "Elizabeth has been given a room too." They followed Geffa to where Elizabeth's room had been, once occupied by Geffa as an office. When they opened the door, the bookshelves were empty and the desk and couch were gone. All the paintings that Geffa had remained, as the dragon lady thought they spruced up any living space. "My room!" said Elizabeth. She jogged around to look at everything. She didn't know where the books she owned had gone but the bookshelves were back. She opened the drawers to find a lot of her clothing. She went over to the dresser to find a lot of makeup although she didn't know how she would wear it on her fur. She went to the bed and pressed down on it. It was a soft mattress! Then she remembered something and she lifted a blanket to peer under her bed. "What is it?" asked Todd. "N,nothing," she said, running back over to the crowd. They went out into the halls and then Geffa went over into one of the new doors, only a couple feet down from Elizabeth's room. If they opened it, they expected to find Elizabeth's room, another portal into the collie's chambers but their minds did a double-take when the door opened and another room was revealed, independent of Elizabeth's place. "What?" said Elizabeth. She walked back over to her room, the door left open and took a peek inside. It was her room but she went over to the new door and looked inside and the room was quite different despite occupying the same physical space. "Go inside," said Pixie. "It's my room." The master got the biggest room. It was large enough to have a marble statue of a cat in the corner. It must have been a gift from Geffa. The bed the biggest yet. Everyone walked in, weird out by the betrayal of physics. Elizabeth said, "Is it magic?" "Of course it is," said Geffa, chuckling at the obviousness of the situation. "It's perfectly fine. Nothing bad will happen to anyone using these non-euclidean rooms." They backed out of the room and when they beckoned at the other new door Geffa said, "That is my room. You do not need to see inside." She went to the storage closet near the end of the hall and the housemates got a look into the backroom where the newspaper was laid out like before. They would be with it shortly. Geffa opened the door and revealed it to be the storage closet, like before. There were lots of boxes stacked around the room, including some on a desk. "This is where most of your stuff has been stashed," said Geffa. "You can start moving it back into your rooms whenever." The roommates were happy. They left their stuff alone for the time being and walked to their rooms to get reacquainted with their new larger living spaces. Randal walked inside his and looked around. It could have been the lobby of a hotel for how big it was in comparison to his old room. He walked over to his bed and it was comfier and bigger than ever before. Randal couldn't wait for Brandy to come back so he could show her his new room! He fell on his bed and relaxed, smiling. Time went on and the dogs of the household were hit with an urge; an urge to release. Randal delayed it as much as he could, watching tv, but the discomfort got too uncomfortable. He had to do it and he was first. When he got up, Bugsy wondered if it was about to happen. Randal went to the back room and stood before the floor of newspaper. Someone had put up some hooks to hang up clothes. Randal walked to the newspaper and wondered how this procedure was supposed to go down. Bugsy followed, running across the floor with his striped tail trailing behind him. He hopped up to a pottery stand. "Are you going to do it?" "Yeah," Randal said, sounding unenthusiastic. "Better get used to it, pup," said Bugsy, "because this is how you go from now on!" Randal frowned. "Thanks. I know." He looked at the paper and shifted his feet around, figuring out how to go about it. "Where do I start?" Bugsy snickered. "Better drop your trousers first or you'll piss in your pants!" Randal looked at the hooks on the wall. He undid his belt and dropped his pants, letting his flabby ass cheeks and his big penis out into the room. Bugsy measured Randal's sides. "You putting on weight, pup?" Randal smiled. "Hopefully! Brandy wants me fat!" Bugsy giggled. Randal stepped out of his pants and walked onto the newspaper. More hesitation then he squatted down with his ass sticking out and his knees bent. He was still, staring into space and slapping his knees. "I had to go just a minute ago," said Randal. Geffa approached, walking down the hall with her claws thumping into the carpet. "What's the matter? Having trouble using your new toilet?" Randal nodded. "Yeh." Geffa chuckled. "How is it that a mortal has trouble relieving your bowels when it's all you pitiful animals are good at?" Pixie and Todd came down the hall to watch. Randal was not happy to have an audience. "It's hard to go if everyone's watching." "Just pretend we ain't here," said Bugsy. "Easier said than done!" said Randal. The urge was strong with Randal. Despite all the eyes gazing at him, his bladder was not embarrassed and loosened. Flow went down his uretha and his fired out onto the paper. The others tittered. Randal grinned nervously as he ejected his fluids into a puddle. The liquid soaked the newspaper, causing it to bend. He tilted his dick up so that the wetness landed farther away from him and the puddle didn't grow towards his feet as fast. There was a crack. Out behind Randal came a tube of zooman waste. It touched down on the newspaper and rested steamingly. The snake curled up on the paper, splitting on the line. "Someone had to [i]go![/i]" said Bugsy. Randal looked around and saw that someone had installed a toilet paper roll on the wall. He took some sheets and wiped, leaving the paper on the ground with the rest of his waste. He stepped out from the room. "So what happens to that?" asked Randal as he put on his pants. "I'll deal with it," said Pixie. "My turn!" said Todd. He dropped his pants quickly and stepped out onto the paper. Standing straight up, he let his urine and feces go, dropping from his crotch down to the floor. He sighed in relief, letting everything fall out of him like a dinosaur facing an impact blast. They all giggled at Todd's enthusiasm and lack of technique. He let the substances fall from him and then took some paper to wipe, leaving his mess. "Just letting it fly, huh?" asked Bugsy. "Why waste energy?" asked Todd. Pixie cleaned up the mess, putting the newspaper in a special trash bin and getting out some more to lay on the ground. Right away, Elizabeth had to use it. She had a bladder that needed emptying and bowels that were getting restless. She felt weird about relieving herself in front of the others, so she asked Patricia, “Did you want to do it too?” “Together?” asked Patricia. Elizabeth nodded, fingering her hair. “If you don't want to, that's ok.” Patricia shook her head. “No, I'll do it.” They went up to the hooks and lowered their pants. There was only one hook so Elizabeth allowed Patricia to hang up the Dane's khakis while the collie left her cut-offs on the floor. They went onto the fresh paper and spread out. Neither one of them were sure on how to position themselves but Elizabeth stared into space, relaxed her posture, turned her knee in just a bit, and then let it flying. With the force of a powerful hose, she peed. It hit the floor with a splash. Patricia giggled. “Just like that?” Elizabeth cracked a smile. “What? I have to go.” There was a [b]*fffrrrt-PLLLORRRRP*[/b] and a brown snake tailed out behind Elizabeth. It dropped on the floor with a smack. The subway line had more cars to unleash so Elizabeth produced a pile behind her. Patricia giggled once more but she felt the urge build. She relaxed and a spray of urine fired from the Dane's vagina, with a big sloppier spray than her collie friend. Feces fell from her with a messy slap. The two bitches let it rip and rid themselves of their waste. The crowd cheered. Once they were done, they tiped, and left the paper on the ground. Pixie changed the newspaper but as she did she saw her old litter box resting there, lonely. “Maybe...” She took off her pants. The pets were excited to see her master use the newspaper but she squatted over the litter box. She spray her wet and ejected her waste into the box, looking off happily as she relieved herself. “You coulda gone to the toilet!” said Bugsy. “Yes,” said Pixie. She rubbed her fingers along the edge of the box. “But I missed an old friend.”