XII. Planes of Existence
_As told by Nina_ Two full weeks had passed since I had first shown Trisha my inner puppy. In the meantime, we had 'practiced' once more, after which she had taught me how to sew. The old Indian appeared to be a real expert in the craft, and she was a...
II. It's all relative
**II. It's all relative** _As told by Nina_ Initially, I felt the need to stall during the after-breakfast cleanup. After all, as soon as we had finished that chore, I would undeniably have to be a big girl again, but I did not want to. There is...
I. Give me a break
_As told by Nina_ Spring break. I was pleasantly woken up by the breaking dawn as the rays of sunlight fell into my room. As I came to my senses, I felt the soft material of my pink pawed sleeper all around me, and the fluffy fur of my stuffed White...
XI. Foreshadowing
_As told by Milo_ There are days on which I miss being a puppy, because I have no time to regress. On other occasions, I just don't feel like it, because it's a feeling that can come and go. The worst option is when I know playing puppy would do me...
X. Draw me close to you
_As told by Nina_ I had taken my sketchbook and pencils with me, so I could try my hand at some drawing until Trisha was done with her dinner preparations. Unlike Milo, I could actually draw a face that resembled my subject - although since he...
IX. The game is up
_As told by Nina_ As the game progressed, my suspicion were more or less became confirmed. I caught Trisha multiple times allowing me to jump her - either that, or she must have been _really_ bad at checkers. Eventually, I had three kings, making...
VIII. Practice makes perfect
_As told by Nina_ Finally Friday. I had not only made good progress on my artwork for Milo's theatre play, but also managed to finish an assignment I had to turn in at the end of the next week. Furthermore, my queue of commissioned artwork I owed...
VII. Echoes
_As told by Milo_ Spring break. I was unpleasantly woken up by the breaking dawn as the rays of sunlight fell into my room. As I came to my senses, I felt the soft material of my blue pawed sleeper all around me, and the soft plush of my stuffed...
VI. A present for the future
_As told by Nina_ "You're probably wondering why I told you all this, right?" She nodded. "I assume that you have a firm reason to tell me something this personal. Care to elaborate?" "It's about Milo's birthday. I told you over the phone that...
V. But wait, there's more!
_As told by Nina_ "There's more to it than just hugging a fluffy toy. The idea is that you play pretend, so you make yourself believe that you really _are_ a puppy. And with 'puppy', that generally means a three-year-old, for me and Milo." "To...
IV. This is it
_As told by Nina_ Later that night, I crossed the street in the suburbs of Northshore. Mrs. Larkin lived in an apartment building that was built for elderly people that were still healthy enough to live on their own. It had all the necessary basics...
III. Two's a company
_As told by Nina_ I knew that I needed someone else to properly prepare Milo's birthday party, but I did not want to burden my friend with another powerful secret. When Margaret had finished her meal, she offered to do the dishes with me, but I...