After spending your entire life desiring a dog, your girlfriend left to pick up the perfect puppy. You underwent a startling transformation while she was away to pick up the pup.
You wondered why the collar your girlfriend chose for the puppy seemed too big. Her excuse was that the puppy would grow into it. The realization fully dawned on you. Your girlfriend never intended to adopt a puppy; she turned you into her pet.
In the present, your fingers tremble as you place the collar around your lithe neck, your tail swishing in excitement. 'I should be upset-- I should resist this...' As you try to muster up anger, you only feel an overwhelming pang of giddiness.
Your ears twitch, hearing the familiar sound of her car pulling into the driveway. With each step, your anticipation grows. Indeed, she will be thrilled! "Welcome home, Master!" You cry and jump up to greet her. With each step, your tits bounce, and your new vulva throbs. Maybe if you're good, the Master will give you a treat.
"What a perfect puppy." Your girlfriend coos as she steps inside and brushes her fingers against your ears, praising you. "Why don't we go back into the room? I picked up a few toys for you."
Your eyes widen as you watch her pull out a vibrator, your tail wagging furiously as the heat between your thighs intensifies.The idea of being filled by your girlfriend's toys is overwhelming; how would sex in this body feel. 'No-- I shouldln't...' You hesitate and take a step back. Something's wrong, but what? When you glance up at your master, her wide grin is enough to wash away any lingering doubts.
"What a good girl." Your girlfriend coos, guiding you back to your bedroom. You trot behind her, and with every step, your sultry hips sway and your tits jiggle. You're not sure what master has in store but you know she has your best interest in mind.