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When I opened my right eye, squinting at the light, I found that it was sunlight peeking through the natural opening in the ceiling of the den.

"Hmm?" I felt something heavy on my chest when I tried to move, and when I looked down, I was shocked.

My daughters had grown significantly overnight! They were no longer the tiny, helpless pups I had cradled just a few hours ago. Now they lay above ...

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