Chapter 3

It was still reasonably well-lit in our busy suburban neighborhood. People were taking out the trash, jogging, going out to check the mail, and walking their own dogs. The first woman to see us nearly tripped when she realized me, and my sister were naked. My sister offered a devilish laugh and greeted her like it was perfectly normal to crawl around in the nude.

“Hi Mrs. Eversham! Good to see you!” my sister shouted boldly.

I swear that my sister seemed to delight in bringing attention to us, and she seemed to revel in shocking the older woman.

“Speak,” mom ordered us to stop speaking like people. Once she gave the order we had to bark or say nothing at all. Mom has known that lady for years. I could tell mom was embarrassed of the spectacle we were making, but she tried to make the best of it.

“Ruff,” my sister replied. Mom told me the order went for me as well. “Ruff!” I answered. I didn’t know if I had to acknowledge the instruction by barking but it felt right to do what my sister did.

We continued walking along a hedgerow. A car drove past us. They actually stopped, put it in reverse and then slowly drove past again. My sister looked up at the window and barked a few times at it.

My entire family laughed (myself included), wondering what the person driving the car probably thought was going on.

Mom gave the guys tips on leading us by our leashes. She told Dad to lead ME instead of letting me crawl in front. I didn’t mean to pull on the leash. I was just eager to hurry this walk along because I was secretly mortified and wanted to get back home as quickly as possible to minimize my public humiliation.

“Dogs don’t feel bad when you take the lead. They feel good. They’ll take the role of alpha of the pack if they think you can’t handle it, but they feel safer when you do. Take the lead and show them who is boss,” mom explained.

“Am I their boss?” Bobby asked.

“When you are walking the girls by yourself, I am trusting you to take charge, so yes.”

I felt butterflies emerge in my stomach. It was now obvious that anywhere I went I’d be on a leash, and it was doubly humiliating to be bossed around by my little brother ... It was an indignity to have to obey his reasonable requests, but hearing my mother formally acknowledge he was in charge when he took me for a walk made me shiver. I suppose whoever is holding the leash is the one leading, but there was something especially degrading about hearing my mom actually say I had to obey my little brother.

“Can I tell them my sisters they can’t speak?” he asked excitedly.

“I suppose so, but don’t make me regret that Bobby,” mom didn’t hesitate to think about granting the right to my little brother to forbid me to speak like a person and make me bark like a dog if he wanted.

“I didn’t really want you to be entirely silent,” Mom noticed there was a long pause as we walked further down the sidewalk. “I just didn’t want you taunting Mrs. Eversham,” she explained. She gave the order to speak again, which permitted us to speak words.

“Thanks Mom,” Katie cleared her throat.

“A walk should last at least fifteen minutes so you get good exercise,” my mom told us. “We need to train your muscles. Mrs. Andrews said that your knees and joints are going to scream in the morning but if you power through it – you’ll eventually get used to crawling everywhere.”

I was skeptical I’d ever get used to being naked and crawling everywhere, but I remained cautiously optimistic about it.

“You guys can go pee anytime,” Mom encouraged us to just piss anywhere we liked along the walk.

“Well, you guys are walking so quickly, I don’t think I can take a whiz out here,” Katie pointed out that the family had been walking quickly. It was fast to us – we had to really wiggle our asses to keep up!

Mom stopped and let Katie sniff some flowers and pretend to be a puppy. “Speak!” my mom ordered my sister to speak only in barks. Katie let out a yip as my mom yanked her leash to pull her away from the flowers.

It was a strange cute moment because Katie acted like a real dog and my mom acted like a real dog owner! It didn’t seem like play-acting at all.

“Ruff!” Katie barked once to acknowledge what my mom said, and sniffed flowers aimlessly like a dumb bimbo.

“Katie!” Mom scolded her for goofing around. Katie looked up at mom with mischievous eyes and then lifted one leg and started to piss on the flower. A long yellow stream of piss shot out and rained upon the yellow daisy.

Bobby laughed and Dad looked away and blushed.

After my sister was finished, everyone looked at me. I was nervous. “Do I have to lift my leg?” I asked.

“You just have to pee like a dog,” my mom explained as if that needed no explanation. It really didn’t but this was so surreal I just needed to hear the instructions out loud to make it real in my head.

I squatted and spread my knees, so that I could take a piss. It was probably the most humiliating thing I’d ever done in my life.

Pee dripped on my thighs, but it wasn’t so bad. My sister sniffed between my legs as if she was another dog smelling my butt. It was funny and the entire family laughed at her playful antics – even though it kind of freaked me out too.

We were led to a nearby community park. It isn’t much to speak of, just a swing-set and a copse of trees, with a few benches. It was as good a destination as any. I’d never been out in public naked before. Katie had dozens of times though and she was relaxed and calm. I was still on edge and trying to hide the shameful humiliation of my bald, puffy pussy dripping with arousal.

My father walked me around on the leash and kept checking his phone. It was as if he was intentionally trying not to look down at my naked butt. I appreciated that. Dad would obviously see me naked but he made a show of not gawking.

Unfortunately, he also didn’t notice when a medium sized white dog (A Russell Terrier) started to sniff around my ass. An older gentleman was walking his dog on a long leash and the dog immediately bee-lined straight away for my butt. I couldn’t do much to shoo him away because Dad was leading me around slowly and I had to crawl.

I felt so deeply humiliated and ashamed. I could feel the dog’s breath on my ass and if Mom hadn’t intervened I am sure he would have licked my bottom. “MARK, PAY ATTENTION!”

“Oh, what did I miss? Oh dear,” Dad didn’t notice until the man pulled his dog back.

“Sorry about that,” the older Gentleman introduced himself as Edward. He introduced his dog as Archie. “I didn’t expect to see a girl crawling about on all fours in the park. I am afraid Archie wasn’t either, sorry about that. May I ask why you are like that?”

He asked me and my mom expected me to answer his quesiton. I was so mortified that I was tongue-tied. Katie crawled over and patted Archie on the head. He gave her a big lick on the face. “We are in a new program at school. It’s like NIS but it is to be trained like a puppy.”

“Man’s best friend, no more loyal animal on the planet. Fiercely protective, capable of total love without boundaries, and smart as a whip. The world would be a much better place if more of us were like Dogs,” he replied right away. “If you don’t mind my asking though,” he asked my Mom if she minded if we were naked in public.

“I am sure you’ve seen many young girls in the NIS program. This really isn’t all that different,” Mom defended it. She was fiercely protective of us.

The smiling gentleman observed that it seemed a bit different to him. He picked up after his own dog and went along his way. “It was a pleasure meeting you,” he wished us goodbye.

We continued on, down a pathway. NIS was pretty common but the chances of running into someone in the program was actually low – at least in my neighborhood. However, as fate would have it a naked jogger emerged around a corner along the trail. She was a pretty girl named Mary Collins. She is one of my sister’s friends (although you could call her a ‘frenemy’ because despite being close they are also bitter rivals).

Mary blushed when she saw my entire family walking toward her. Her pussy was bald, and she had really nice tits. They were bouncing up and down. Her little brother was keeping up with her. Bobby seemed to know him and they started to talk to one another immediately.

“Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Jenkins,” she said.

“Oh, Hi, Mary! Are you in the program?” mom asked. People didn’t usually have to refer to it as the NIS program. When someone said “The program” as it relates to high school, they usually knew you were talking about the NIS program.

“No, I thought I’d just go run with my ass hanging out for kicks,” Mary answered my mom sarcastically. When she saw my mom didn’t seem to appreciate being talked to with that tone, she quickly corrected herself apologetically. “Yeah, it’s my first time. I dodged the bullet last year.”

My little brother was introducing her little brother to our bodies and explaining what we were doing. Mary’s little brother seemed just as fascinated as Bobby in us.

“I see Katie and Ashley joined the PSP. I didn’t think anybody would be that crazy,” she looked down her nose at us, and suddenly didn’t feel so bad about being naked in her own neighborhood. Mary’s body was coated in a fine sheen of sweat.

I was quiet, and said nothing. I felt like a total fraud. I wanted to be a good girl, and yet here I was crawling, fully exposed in public, and instead of being terrified – I was feeling turned on by being stared at.

I had initially found the plugged tail to be VERY uncomfortable. The way it was sitting my asshole now, was kind of turning me on and sending these strange signals to my brain that I couldn’t quite process. The only thing I knew was that I was denied the opportunity to finger my pussy and I would have melted if anyone touched my pussy.

“Can I give your sister a reasonable request?” Mary’s little brother Randy asked. Mary grinned wickedly. I could tell she was delighted my sister might be the target of her little brother’s request. I assumed he’d given Mary a few requests as well!

Bobby looked up at my mom for permission.

“Just one, the girls haven’t gone poopy yet, and I don’t want to be out all night,” Mom offered generously.

“Masturbate,” Randy didn’t hesitate. It was pretty obvious that was his favorite request. I went pale immediately. My sister gave him a “nice try” look and held up one paw and said that puppies weren’t permitted to masturbate.

“What can you do?”

“Sit up, beg, stuff puppies can do,” Katie offered.

Randy dismissed those as he didn’t see any practical use for any.

“Present,” Bobby ordered Katie to get on her back and present her tummy. Katie laid back on the dirty sidewalk and brought her knees up as she opened them, exposing her bald pussy as she did. Bobby knelt down at my sister’s side and began to rub her tummy. He invited Randy to do the same thing.

Randy’s eyes grew pretty wide. He touched her very delicately.

I know I shouldn’t have wanted it, but I was desperate for human touch. I wished they would have asked me to present. Even though one of them was my snot-nosed little brother – I would have probably creamed myself. I was far too shy to ask or do it without being told to do it.

I am not a bad looking girl, but compared to my older sister, I often blend into the background. She is far prettier than me and more developed physically.

“That’s enough,” Mom invited Randy and Mary to drop by sometime and we politely went our separate ways.

Dad was the first one to comment that he thought that Randy was pretty creepy. We all laughed at that observation.

“Mom, do you know who our handlers are going to be tomorrow?” Katie asked the question as if it was a very mundane topic. Whoever it was, they were going to be fellow students responsible for leading us around the school!

“No, I wasn’t told,” Mom replied with a shrug. She too acted like it was no big deal.

I was kind of freaking out about it. They had an awesome responsibility and my life would literally be in their hands during the day.

“I hope it isn’t Mary Collins, she is a complete asshole,” Katie frowned. I should say that my sister is giggly and sometimes acts like an airhead. She is as quick to laugh as she is to anger though.

“That isn’t very nice to say,” Dad observed “Hasn’t Mary slept over at our house before?”

“Oh yeah, we are best friends, but she is still a little bitch. She’d probably try to make life hell,” my sister commented.

“She can only make it hell if you allow her,” Mom assured my sister that if she didn’t give Mary that power she wouldn’t have it. We were crossing the street and a car slowed down. I am pretty sure they laughed when they saw two naked teenagers on leashes.

“If she is my Handler I kind of have to allow her, Mom!” I’ve never seen Katie seem nervous or intimidated. My mom scoffed that such a thing would be possible.

“They have rules, and there are teachers around. I am sure it will be fine,” my mom said.

“Well, if Mary DOES become my Handler, and she comes over to rub my nose in it, don’t let her tease me TOO much, okay, Mom?”

“Since when do you mind a little teasing?” Mom pointed out that my sister received an abundance of it last year. As a vivacious blonde, she knew she’d be in for some when she volunteered for this outrageous new program. Katie seemed to even welcome it at every turn. I felt a little vindicated that even she could get humiliated.

“It’s fine if she wants to rub my belly or something, but I could see her taking me on a date with Brad, just the three of us. Me on my leash, and the two of them holding hands,” Katie sounded concerned.

“Oh Pish-tosh, I am sure Brad isn’t going to go for that and if he did, then you don’t need him,” my mom answered dismissively.

Katie looked dejected. She brightened a little when a couple of kids about Bobby’s ages descended upon us from the swing. They were scrunching their nose, laughing, and asking a thousand questions before we could respond. I almost wished Mom put us in a barking mode because I couldn’t keep up.

They wanted to know why we were crawling, why we were naked, what was in our butt, if we minded taking a selfie, and just about anything else you could think to ask.

“We’re crawling because we are in the PSP program at school, and we’ve got to pretend to be puppies.”

“We are naked because puppies don’t wear clothes. Yes, it’s very similar to the NIS program. It is experimental.”

“We have tails in our butt, yes real tails, yes you can pull on them if you want.”

Only one girl did. She gripped my tail like young King Aurthur trying to pull Excalibur from the stone, but let go before she could withdraw it. I didn’t clench my asshole, I think she was just nervous about actually taking it out.

My nipples grew incredibly hard while I had to answer their questions. We took a selfie with them, and one of the boys put his arms around me. It was totally harmless, but I nearly pissed myself because I was already so turned on and wired from thinking about crawling naked in a public place.

I’d played on these swings last year. I felt so much more mature now though – what a difference a year made.

I was happy they cleared off before Mom made it clear we had to poop outside. “Don’t worry girls, it’s perfectly natural. Everyone poops and pees. Just pick a stop and let it rip,” Mom tried to make it seem like no big deal.

Easy for her to say! She could close the door and use the bathroom in peace. If I had known yesterday that would be the last time I’d get to use the toilet, I might have appreciated small comforts a little more. I suppose that was part of what this program was trying to teach me.