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(Contains lots of slobber, dog tongue and unintelligence)

"You're such a good dog aren't you boy".

I was sitting on the floor of my bedroom, petting Dozer

my loveable boisterous St. Bernard Mastiff mix.

He's been my best friend for nearly 8 years

since I was 7 and he was just 9 weeks old.

We've always been together

and if I were to describe my dog he's tough, nice, and a heart of gold.

I looked into Dozers

deep caramel brown eyes and smiled.

He gave me his version of one too

and flopped out his wet pink tongue.

I began hearing a gurgling from my stomach

I knew what that sign meant.

"Hey boy since mum and dad aren't here at

the moment why don't we go and raid the pantry.. for snacks".

Dozer raised his ears and wagged his tail

at the mention of that word.

I stood up and got to my feet and struck a pose.

"To the kitchen away".

WOOF!, said Dozer.

Dozer and I were not much later

standing together in the kitchen, I was looking in the pantry for Dozer's favorite dog biscuits

and cookies and potato chips for myself.

Soon enough I found the treats.

"Here you go boy", I said taking one out

from the packet and dropping it at Dozer's paws.

He sure loved eating the

bacon flavoured kind, which is why my family always got them for him during our daily shopping trips.

As I watched Dozer finishing up his snack

I turned back to the pantry and went in search of the cookie jar.. The one that

said off limits when I was home alone.

"Hmmm nope that ain't it", I said pushing aside

the box of captain crush cereal.

Behind that was a bag of dry banana chips,

definitely not a food product I was fond of.

I threw that one

behind the box of cereal in disgust.

"Mum and dad can have those

all to themselves".

Finally.. after a few more seconds of pushing and shoving away

random food packets and boxes I found the jar of peanut butter cookies at last.

We didn't keep the chocolate chip kind like most families

for fear of Dozer accidentally getting ahold of one

because as most pet owners know, chocolate was poisonous to dogs.

I took up the jar from its shelf and

unscrewed the wooden lid.

Dozer observed me holding the jar of cookies

and licked his jowls and even slobbered a bit.

"Sorry big boy but they aren't for you" I said, solemnly

looking down at his big pleading eyes while I pulled a cookie out.

As I was eating the delicious crumbly snack

a piece of it broke off and landed on the floor.. Right next to Dozer.

He was just about to woof it down

when I told him, "No".

I set the jar down on the kitchen counter, out of reach of the dog

and snatched up the piece of cookie from next to a disappointed looking Dozer.

As I brought it towards my mouth while muttering, "five second rule"

I failed to notice that Dozer before had

dripped a glistening glob of drool on its side.

I popped the piece into my mouth

and started chewing.

Dozer was still giving

the bring me food now face.

"Don't give me that look I'll get you

another treat in a second.. Mmm why does my mouth feels sticky?".

Dozer was panting

up at me then.

After smacking my lips a few times

I left the kitchen, heading for the living room.

"Let's watch some tv now", I said to Dozer

who trailed at my heels as he normally did.

Soon myself and Dozer were kicking back

relaxing and watching teenage mutant ninja turtles together

with him resting his great big head and massive paws on my knees.

A couple minutes later into an episode

I soon noticed that my mouth still had that kind of weird feeling in it, as if I had

been chewing slimey bubble gum earlier.

Feeling a bit concerned I stuck my finger in my mouth then

and felt around there.

It did feel a lot slimier in there and my tongue was now smoother

for some reason.

"Thaths weirdth",

It isn't exactly easy to talk

with your own finger in your mouth.

I tried to take my focus away from that

and turned back to the television screen.

"Pizzath is reallyth radicallol".. Huh??.

My speech was still slurring even though I brought my finger

out of my mouth.

Something weird was going on, also why was my shirt damp,

did Dozer get slobber on it?.

I turned my head around to gaze at him.

He was still resting his head on my lap

with his eyes shut, I did not want to disturb him but I need to get off the couch

and find out what was going on with me.

"Sorryeth abouth thisth boy" I whispered, gently moving him over to the side.

I plodded my way to the bathroom

hoping that I would not see anything abnormal about myself... But What I saw then in my reflection nearly made me

choke to death on my own freaking saliva.

My tongue was longer, much longer in fact and dripping with thick wads of slobber

and not only that it definitely looked unlike that of a human's tongue.

"WHATH THE FUTHCK??".

When I spoke the big tongue

curled back and fourth and over and around my lips.

This was nothing

but unnatural.

It resembled the exact same tongue

that Dozer always hung out of his mouth.

My worst fears confirmed it,

I had a dogs tongue now!.

I screamed my heart out, sending flecks of spit

splashing onto the glass mirror.

"I'mth turning into a dogth I musth be!!", I shrieked.

Well.. That's what I thought.

I guessed fast who must have been the

Cause of this disgusting change.

"Dooooozeeer", I called out, sounding a bit cross.

No answer.

But- But he always comes when I call him.

I tried again.

I soon hear his padded feet trip trapping to

the sound of my voice.

WRROOOF!, I suddenly bark out.

I cover my mouth in shock

and embarrassment.

Did I just let out a.. Dog Bark?.

Dozer tilted his head with confusion

as he standed in the hallway just outside the bathroom.

"Srrorryth boytho I don'th knowth whath cameth overth meeth".

Things were getting worse it seemed.

First I get a dogs tongue, next I let out a big woof

what the Sam heck was happening with me??.

I sat down Unknown to myself that I was on my haunches

and got deep into thought.

Dozer walks over and licks the strands of drool

off from my chin and mouth, YUCK.

What was more so disgusting was

that I wanted to lick him back.

Not only that, I was having trouble with

thinking complex coherent thoughts.

Remembering even my own name

was becoming tricky

My name.. My name was.. Huh?

What was it again?.. Jim?, John?, Jock?... Jack?.. Oh yeah my name is Jack.

I felt panic rising up my

chest inside me as I was getting scared.

"Why would I even forget my own name??.

If I was able to look inside my head at that moment

I would have noticed that my brain was losing some of its thinking power.

I tried in vain to calm down and pray

this was just a silly nightmare.

"Ohthkay calmth downth thisth is noth happeningth

justh ath.. Dreamth".

Great now my way of

talking was getting infected too.

"Meeth havingth badth dreemth.".

I flopped out my muscular flat broad tongue

and stared up at the ceiling blankly.

Oh though I wasn't noticing it

I was getting dumber each second.

Dozer stared at me looking rather puzzled

His owner was not acting like himself, he knew that.

"Duuuth prettthy colourths", I mumbled staring

up at the pale yellow ceiling.

Puddles of slobber from my mouth

were splashing at my feet.

Dozer came closer to me, whimpering.

I peered at him not remembering

that he was a dog or even his name anymore.

He was a pretty funny

looking.. bear or cat especially with those droppy floppy cheek things.

I stumbled over on all fours and lapped at his face sloppily with my

tongue to see if he had a flavour.

Bleurgh he tasted like fur balls and spit

Nevertheless I kept licking at him.

Dozer averted his eyes as he was feeling uncomfortable

with what me, his own owner was doing.

"Woofth woofth meeth tha catth liketh youth".

Dozer.. Um The cat whatever went really close to me

and sniffed at my drool soaked face.

There was intelligence in his eyes

and just about none in mine.

I smacked together my

already wet lips.

"Meeth firstyeth wath waterth".

And I had only just enough brain power

to know where the toilet was.