“Do I have to force you to do it? I can make you see her as a dog if you’d like, though that may lead to some interesting problems later.”
“Fine.” Sally carefully removed the clothes, the whole time trying to keep Trish from happily licking her. “Happy now Liz? Another ass for you to look at.”
“Why don’t you spread out some newspaper, so she has someplace to potty. They’re over there, by the TV. And I’d be very careful talking about ass tonight. You were seconds away from cleaning MY ass with your tongue. Just a few words and you can be doing it for the rest of your life.”
Sally carefully put out several layers of newspaper. “So what’s going to happen tonight? When am I going to end up in diapers? Or is it going to be something else? Something worse?”