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My Life as a Dog - 2 f
Doggygirl
by: Arnold Puttwyn - 2009
Angie Marks was very homesick for her beloved Rex - the Golden Retriever she grew up with, so she took part in a year-long, behavioral project, to live completely as a dog, at her college, Hyde & Mathers University. Dr. Gary Rice the researcher selected Angie to be part of his government funded project. The project would NOT end in a year, but neither Angie nor Dr. Rice was aware of this aspect.
Part 2
The Project
**Chapter 3*
(continued)
When I woke up, about noon, I was on the deep beige shag carpet in Sally's room beside her bed, the party was still running through my mind. I had a hard time believing I had actually been bred like a bitch by Dr. Lyles' dog. I didn’t know if it was the dog, or the idea I had done it in front of 25 other people.
I went out to the front and room Sally was already gone. I laid down on Sally’s brown, tan and white brocade couch and put my face to the back so I could sorta hide, I couldn’t see anyone and no one could see me. I was afraid something was wrong with me, I cried and sobbed for a what seemed like a long time. After a while I drew my knees up and wrapped my arms around them. I must have dozed off, because the next thing I heard was Sally yelling at me to 'get off her damn couch, I knew damn well better than to get on her furniture,' and on and on.
I got off the couch and laid on the floor behind it. She dragged me out of there and made me go outside to pee on the ground. When I complained about other people seeing me, she said that I sure wasn’t worried about any other people last night. I thought she had set the whole thing up with Dr. Lyles. (She did)
She took me outside on a leash and ordered me squat with my knees apart and pee in the grass just off the porch or the little patio thing behind the 1st floor apartment. I was totally exposed to anyone, or everyone who happened to look.
A few people were out and one blonde girl recognized us. She came over and stroked my head while she talked to Sally. She wore a cropped white top and a tiny pair of dark pink shorts. While she was standing by me I could look up under the little top and see her boobs.
“Can you see my boobies, Fluffy?” she spoke so very salaciously when she saw that her little top was open from the bottom. She didn’t care if Sally’s dog saw under her shirt.
I jumped when the phone rang right beside my head, but Sally picked it up quickly and just said “Yes?” like she was expecting the call.
I heard Gary’s voice, but Sally took it into the other room to talk privately. When she came back she had a sly smile on her face.
“You’re supposed to go in to the Behavioral Lab in the morning, but the project doctors want to come by tonight to pick you up,” she said gravely. “I don’t know exactly what time....” Her voice trailed away. I just shrugged and went back to lying on the couch.
“Hey Get off my couch,” Sally said very sharply. “I don’t want any damned animals on my furniture. Get on the damn floor,” she almost yelled this time and smacked my bare bottom with a rolled magazine.
I got down onto the floor, and the doorbell rang. The door opened immediately and a heavy, middle-aged blonde woman walked in followed by 6 or 7 men dressed in black and green military fatigues. They wore black boots and black berets and black pistol belts.
“Hi, I’m Dr. Leanne Castor,” she said, holding out her hand. She didn’t wait for Sally to shake her hand and without another word to us she turned and began to direct the men to pick up everything there associated with the project, especially the special dog food. She explained to Sally that it was a special blend made for me only and could be dangerous to anyone else who may eat it. Sally hurried around and made sure all of it was picked up.
“We’re here to pick up Fluffy tonight,” she said softly. “I really need to avoid any extra publicity that may happen tomorrow.” Dr. Castor pulled some papers from her pocket and handed them to Sally. “If you’ll read these.” she paused as she handed them over, “you’ll see this is on the up and up.”
“It’s OK,” Sally said. “We’re alone right now.” The woman smiled a tiny bit, as she turned toward me.
“Has she been fed this evening?” she asked Sally.
“Yup,” Sally answered. “And had her pills too,” she added, “the new blue ones.”
I just kinda watched as everything was bagged up, I realized this seemed out of the ordinary, but I didn’t mind. Dr. Castor snapped a leash to my collar and led me toward the door. Sally rushed up to hug me good bye.
Then we were in the back seat of a large dark blue vehicle. Dr. Castor had a hypo ready and gave me an injection, right in the side of my neck. I didn’t remember anything else from the trip.
**Chapter 4**
The Next Morning
Fluffy can no longer relate the events herself.
Fluffy awoke lying in a long black wire kennel, in the center of a large sunlit room. The room was a rectangle twice as long as wide, one whole end was a huge window, from end to end and ceiling to floor, with tinted glass panes.
It was a medical facility of some sort, the upper parts of the walls were white and the lower portion, from the wainscoting down was covered with brushed stainless steel panels. The walls around the entire room were lined with medical equipment. White EKG and EEG devices, a large white enameled counter with a huge sink, was on one section near the window, an adjustable overhead arm with a hose and sprayer protruded from the wall above.
The kennel had a thick dark blue resilient pad covering the entire floor. Fluffy had plenty of room to stretch out but at 4 feet it was too short to stand in. She could hear people in the next room talking and moving things around, like moving furniture.
A coed named Yolanda Lindares, Fluffy knew her from a class and she seemed to be around on the campus a lot, came in to check on her. Her dark hair fanned out as she turned quickly when she saw Fluffy was awake, calling to Dr. Castor as she hurried to the other room. Fluffy heard excited voices and then more moving around.
Dr. Castor walked unhurriedly into the room and straight to Fluffy’s kennel. She stood while the same coed, brought over a chair for her, to sit by the kennel.
“I suppose you’re wondering just what is going on, eh?” she asked casually. Fluffy just nodded. “Well this probably not quite what you expected. I’ve been doing this research for nearly 12 years and it was time to move to the next level, and you’re that next level.”
Dr. Castor stood up and walked around the kennel, “you may recognize a few of the students here helping me.” They helped me select you,” she smiled. “Yes, you were selected nearly 4 months ago and groomed for this project.”
“WwhaaT?” Fluffy managed to get out.
“You will actually get to become a dog. Or as close as we can get you,” she smiled proudly. Fluffy just stared. “You’ve told a lot of people you would be a dog if you could, right?” Fluffy just lowered her chin, and with tears starting to form, nodded very slightly.
“The special dog food was heavily fortified with several additional compounds and re-engineered hormones made from a combination of canine and human hormones. I’m sure you’ve noticed a few , little changes, but probably missed a few too.”
“You’ve been very pliable lately, following instructions very well,” Fluffy nodded. “Maybe quite easily aroused,” Dr. Castor suggested. Fluffy’s face reddened as she thought about Dr. Lyles' dog and her new relationship with Sally.
“The serums have helped with that, I eased your sense of responsibility,” she stood and walked slowly around the kennel. “Your speech too, it’s not just the silly little teeth Sally had glued in place.”
Dr. Castor sat back in the chair. “We have a long way to go yet,” she leaned back and sighed. She noticed Fluffy looking inquisitively. “Do you want to hear it now?”
“Neeed to know wh-wh-what.”
“The next batch of serum will be in the form of localized shots to continue your transformation into a canine bitch.” she stood again and smiled proudly. “You’ll lose all the human hair and grow a short, sleek coat, the same color as your current hair. Just like a dog, a little thicker on the back and very short, thin white hair on your chest and belly.” She stepped closer to the kennel and bent to look Fluffy in the face. “Your nipples will become teats, and your breasts will go away, dogs don’t have boobies anyway.” She sat back in the chair again, “we’ll implant fangs or canines and remove those glued on ones.”
“Sally’s been helping us for the last 3 months, getting information and adding some compounds to your food,” Dr. Castor said gravely. “That’s why you’ve been easier to recruit for the program.”
“Th-th blaack dogg?” Fluffy asked. “Th’ party?”
“According to your calendar,” Dr. Castor took Angie’s little book from her lab-coat pocket, “you should have been in the middle of your period,” the doctor looked at the little book again. “We need a couple of tests but it look’s like you’ve started estrus instead of periods.”
Fluffy sat open mouthed when she saw that the strange doctor had her menstrual calendar. She’d last seen it just a few nights ago when she double checked to see exactly how many days she missed.
“It was a bit of a surprise to me, though. I guess you‘re a little bit of a slut yourself too. Ehh?”
“W,,w,,was hottt.” Fluffy explained.
“You were in heat,”the doctor chuckled. Now you know why we call it that.” Fluffy just nodded.
“Tomorrow I’m going to do the first surgery, to redo your ears. The lobes will be removed and some of the skin used to make pointed ears for you.”
“Then I’ll have to stitch the bottoms to make them stand up straight,” she rolled her own right ear to show Fluffy what she meant.
She stood and pushed the chair back from the side of the kennel, she stepped to the side again, “Dr. Reese and a few of my assistants will be here soon to begin the heavy duty treatments.” Dr. Castor turned and walked back to the other room without looking back. Fluffy just sat in the center of the kennel without any sort of expression, she was too devastated to even comprehend all of what she just heard.
Another student came into the room, Fluffy knew her too, Diana Bernett. She was in post grad studies now. (Actually Angie to Fluffy was the basis for her doctoral thesis) She had gone out with Gary a few times while Angie and a couple of other girls were also trying to catch his eye. Diana had very long pale blonde hair and wore it pulled back into a long ponytail. She was always very well dressed and her make-up, perfect. Today she wore a stiffly ironed white lab coat over a light blue blouse and short navy blue skirt. She smiled as she approached Fluffy’s kennel.
Diana had a brown woven leather leash in her left hand and the snap in her right as she stood by the door waiting for Fluffy to come to her. Fluffy finally decided that she didn’t want to be in there any longer and came to the door. Diana reached in and snapped the leash to Fluffy’s collar.
Diana petted Fluffy on the head, as she came out of her kennel, and gently scratched her behind her ears. She cooed softly and told Fluffy how good a girl she was. Fluffy was amazed that she like the attention, she looked up at Diana slowly and smiled.
“Come on, sweetheart,” Diana ordered firmly. “We have a lot of work to do on you.” She led Fluffy into the next room where a lab table was set up, and several other students and project interns were waiting.
“Get up there girl,” Diana said as they approached the stainless steel topped table. Fluffy looked quickly at her and then turned and hopped up to sit on the end of the table.
“Oh, look,” Diana exclaimed. “She still thinks she’s human.” Diana walked around the table to the other end and pulled the leash sharply, so that Fluffy was compelled to lie back on the table. Several of the others quickly strapped Fluffy’s arms and legs to the sides with canvas cuffs and straps.
An older man, with an unruly shock of pure white hair stepped forward as Mike, one of the young male students pushed a white enameled cart with a white towel covering the items laid out on the top shelf.
“I’m Dr. Reese and I’ll be administrating the first level of serums to move the transformation along.” With that he quickly uncovered the tray to expose several brown, white, and clear glass bottles of medication each with a soft rubber clamped on top, for hypodermic syringe filling.
The doctor had a whole box of syringes on top of the cart too. He selected several and began assembling them. He made up 6 with short, ½ inch needles, and 6 more with longer 2 inch needles.
Diana had already donned her light pink sterile gloves and had a handful of alcohol wipes. (Fluffy wondered where she got pink ones.) Diana opened the packs and began wiping Dr. Reese’s locations around Fluffy’s breasts. 3 around the top, just below Fluffy’s pink nipples, and 3 around the base of each full breast.
Fluffy yelped and cried as he carefully injected the contents of the shorter needles into the tops of her breasts, just behind her nipples. Then he used the longer needles to inject the compound into the base of each breast.
Dr. Reese made up several more syringes of different compounds, and began injecting them into Fluffy’s arms and legs. He spoke softly and named them off to Mike, who pushed the cart, he carefully wrote down the names and volumes administered.
When he was done Dr. Reese directed Diana to give Fluffy a bath and take her to her kennel to rest. She smiled and unstrapped Fluffy and led her by her leash to the end of the room where a large waist-high white porcelain sink and counter top with over head sprayer was built in to the wall. She directed Fluffy to lie on the counter and began to spray her with luxurious hot soapy water. It felt sooo good, Fluffy didn’t even notice at first that the hair on her head washed off too. When she saw the pile of brown hair around the drain in the bottom of the sink, she quickly put her hands to the sides of her head. When she looked around in panic, Diana assured her that it would soon grow back, quickly.
Once she was dry and relaxed Diana led her back to her kennel. Fluffy grabbed Diana’s hand to keep her there, she didn’t want to be alone. Diana looked at her patiently.
“My boobs?” she managed to say fairly clearly.
“Yes that was the stuff that’ll make um shrink up an’ go away,” Diana answered.
“Y-yyo kkin helpp, me?” Diana just smiled salaciously and shook her head, no.
“Yoo don’ ccare?” Fluffy moaned.
“Of course I do sweetheart,” she answered. “I want you to be the best human bitch you can.”
“I want to see this project through,” Diana shrugged. “You’ll be mostly a canine bitch when we’re done.” Diana smiled again and gently rubbed Fluffy’s ears. “I have to go now,” she said as she urged Fluffy into her kennel.
Fluffy slowly went into her kennel and curled up into the smallest ball she could. She sobbed quietly for about 10 minutes, as the shots put her to sleep then she slept very soundly.
Fluffy was jarred awake by someone shaking her kennel. She looked around quickly to see a huge man wearing a dirty white lab coat over navy blue trousers and gigantic, black leather sneakers. He was about 50 years old and bald on top, but had long black and gray, salt and pepper hair, on the sides and back, over his ears and collar.
When he saw Fluffy was awake he set the kennel back down, and bent over to get on eye level with Fluffy.
“Well,” he said loudly, his Central European accent dulled by the years of work in America.
“Get over here, so we can get goin' on dis for today.” Fluffy slowly moved toward the kennel gate while the man unlatched it.
“I’m Dr. Castor,” he smiled at Fluffy’s quizzical look. “I’m Hugo Castor. You met my wife.” He held out the end of the leash to snap onto Fluffy’s collar. She approached cautiously, but raised her chin so he could snap the leash on.
When he got her out of the kennel, he pulled her along behind as he walked to the same chair his wife used the day before. He sat in the chair and pulled Fluffy closer, so she stood with her feet between his huge black shoes. With his left hand he reached around her waist and pulled her even closer. So very gently for so big a man her carefully touched each breast and areola, especially looking at the tiny injection areas.
“Hhmm,” he said to himself. “Very good.” He looked into Fluffy’s eyes, “I was concerned there may be some inflammation around the sites, but it’s perfect.”
“Mmmy boobs are all right?” Fluffy said with obvious difficulty.
“Yep,” he looked at her face again. “A few more days of shots and they’ll be gone. Then I’ll start building up your teats.” He squeezed the sides of her face so she opened her mouth, when he could see inside he looked at her makeshift fangs. “We’ll make sure you have real good canines, they’ll take a little longer than these, though.” He gently nudged Fluffy back so he could stand.
“We’re getting ready in the other room to prep you for the surgery,” Dr. Castor smiled softly. “Along with the ears, we have to redo your nasal area.”
“Whaa?” Fluffy asked in confusion.
“You’ll have a little bit of a snout,” he said. “But not too much,” he added quickly. “After today it’ll be started, but will have to grow on it’s own too.”
Dr. Reese came in with Diana pushing his medical cart. “Hi, Hugo,” how’s she doin’?” he asked brightly.
Diana walked over to Fluffy and began examining her breasts, “Gone down a little,” she said as she carefully felt and manipulated each breast. “Darn they feel real firm, almost hard now,” she exclaimed. “Bet cha’ lots of girls would like to have like these.”
“ I have my doses all made up for this morning,” he looked at Fluffy carefully. “If I get them in now it’ll 2 hours before the surgery starts,” he shrugged, “should be long enough.”
“Yeah,” Dr. Castor answered. “It’s all natural compounds and won’t affect the surgery. Go ahead.”
“Come on sweetheart,” Diana pulled Fluffy by Dr. Castor’s leash. They went to a narrow exam table set up near the big window. Fluffy looked out the window into the pre-dawn gray and slowly got up onto the table and laid on her back, while Diana attached the arm and leg restraints.
“We’re on the third floor,” Diana said softly, “that’s too far to jump.”
“Larry,” Dr. Castor said quietly, “that compound really does a good job, she’s really calm and doesn’t even seem to worry about any of this.”
“I’m not surprised, but this is a bonus.” Dr. Reese followed Diana, pushing the cart himself.
“Ok, Fluffy,” he smiled as he spoke. “Today I have a bigger dose and it’s in 8 syringes,” he leaned closer. “The needles are shorter though.” He began by pointing out the spots for Diana to prep with the alcohol wipes.
When she was finished Dr. Reese began to inject the contents of the syringes into Fluffy’s breasts. He worked quickly, but carefully. He injected each breast 8 times, placing 4 straight in from the side, just below her nipples and 4 more in chosen spots around the base of each breast.
“Do you have something you need to say sweetheart?” Diana asked gently as she petted Fluffy’s head and touched her cheeks softly.
“Whaa’‘?” Fluffy asked. “Why?”
“Well after today’s surgery you won’t be able to speak at all,” Diana said softly as she leaned close to Fluffy. “You knew this was coming didn’t you?” Fluffy closed her dark eyes as tears started to pool in the corners, she also nodded her head in tiny little motions.
“I love you,” was all she said. She closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.
**Chapter 4A**
“Hi, how are you, Gary,” Yolanda walked slowly through his office door. He looked up quickly, and unconsciously licked his upper lip with the tip of his tongue, just like Diana said he would.
Yolanda wore a very short light gray miniskirt, sheer, sleek stockings, with tiny sparkles knitted in, and dark gray leather strap sandals with thick platform soles and very high wedge heels. She slipped off her light coat to reveal a white, silk see-through blouse under a short sleeveless vest, matching the miniskirt.
“I have something that I need to talk to you about,” she said slowly. “A psychological training situation.” Yolanda was well prepared for this by Diana, who had been the original bait to assure his cooperation to sign their chosen target, Angie.
As Yolanda walked slowly across the tiny office, she dropped her little, silver, clutch purse and took another step.
“Ohh_” she exclaimed and bent while turning to pick it up. Yolanda’s short skirt rode up when she bent. Gary looked carefully to see what color underpants she had, but to his surprise she was bare. He easily saw her thick shaved pussy lips, just as Diana and Yolanda planned.
“I was just getting ready to go for a cup of coffee,” he suggested. “We can discuss your training problem there.”
“Sure,” she answered brightly. “I’m ready for it too,” she smiled lasciviously. “Coffee,” she added as she looked around.
“So Yolanda, what sort of behavioral problem do you need to solve?” Gary asked, and tried not to stare at Yolanda’s breasts. She remarked about the heat in the Starbucks Coffee Shop, and unbuttoned the buttons of her vest. The expensive, well cut, vest stayed in place over her breasts, but opened a little each time she moved to sip her coffee. When she set her cup down the vest fell back in place. Each time the vest stayed open just a tiny bit farther.
“We can get to that in a bit,” she wrinkled her nose and smiled. She hoped she looked sexy, enough. It didn’t matter, Gary’s entire interest was in her firm boobs, and pale brown nipples.
After another sip of coffee Yolanda leaned back slightly in her chair, so her vest fell completely open. She made no move to cover her breasts.
“Maybe we should go somewhere else to finish our coffees,” Yolanda said as she sat up slowly so her vest closed up slightly, but not enough to cover her breasts.
She started to stand and Gary rushed to help with her chair and coat. She stepped close to him to get her coat on and the back of her left hand brushed over the front of his pants. She had to suppress a laugh when he jumped like he been shocked. I never knew it was so easy, she thought as they walked out of the shop.
When they arrived on the street, Yolanda’s cell phone rang. She answered and began a heated and loud, partially Spanish, conversation with the caller. She stopped talking and slapped the phone closed.
“I have something that just came up,” she said with a very disappointed tone.
“I still need to talk to you,” she stepped very close again and gently kissed his lips while her left hand again brushed over his pants front. This time she could feel his hard penis pushing back.
“There’s a cab coming for me,” she said before he could offer her a ride. The cab arrived just then and stopped beside them on the sidewalk. Gary quickly opened the back door, she slipped and sat primly on the rear seat. As soon as she sat the cab started to roll, Gary had to close the door quickly.
Gary watched the cab leave until it turned left two blocks along. The cab pulled over immediately to pick up another fare. Diana got in quickly and the driver sped away fast.
***Chapter 5**
Fluffy opened her eyes and found she was lying on the mat in the center of a kennel. No restraints and no bandages. She carefully touched her face and felt her ears. They were only a little tender, but the skin seemed whole. She took a deep breath and looked down to see what there was left on her chest at the same time she gently felt with her right hand too. She closed her eyes, and just shook her head slowly, nothing,,,nothing at all.
“How long have you been asleep?” Diana asked. Fluffy nodded. “We had to use induced comas, it’s been 21 days today, this time.” Diana smiled, “we had to use 4-21 day comas, but you’re well healed and awake now.”
Dr. Hugo Castor walked into the room just then, and smiled when he saw Fluffy awake.
“Very good,” he said in his loud voice. “Leanne did such a good job with the ears, and nails.” Fluffy held up her hand to see the nails herself. She no longer had fingernails, but rounded canine type nails growing from the top ends of her toes and fingers. Her hand looked different, she held up her left hand and looked at Dr. Hugo.
She cried out and yelped loudly.
“We shortened the fingers by docking them at the first joint,” Dr. Hugo sounded quite proud of himself. “The nails were easy to do,” he said in a very matter-of-fact tone. “Hairs and nails are made of the same type of cells, and were quite easy to transplant.”
“We intended to wait for your foot modifications until later this year,” Dr. Leanne Castor said from the door. “But we were required to make that little modification now, too,”
“Since dogs all walk and run on their toes,” Dr. Hugo started.
“I removed your heels,” Dr. Leanne added proudly. “Now you can run on your toes, too.”
Fluffy looked at herself, the fur had grown in well. The hair on her head was even longer than she’d hoped for. Her arms and legs were covered with short sleek, brown fur, she could only hope her back was the same. Her chest and belly were still nearly naked.
“We didn’t want to completely change your hands into paws, so we only took off to the first joint,” Dr. Hugo explained. “You’re not as capable as a human, but not nearly as dependent as a dog.”
“We did what we have been working at for many years now,” Dr. Leanne explained proudly. “We believe you have become the best of canine and human_”
Fluffy just didn’t really see how they could be so proud of themselves when they took her whole life away.
The Farm
“Fluffy, get into this kennel for me,” Dr. Hugo Castor held open the gate to a small kennel that stood on 4 wheels. She got in and had to sit with her legs crossed, and she had to stay slightly bent over to fit in the smaller kennel. When the gate was closed Diana had a fitted cover to pull in place.
With the cover in place, 4 of the same soldiers who helped out earlier came and rolled the kennel down the elevator and out to the rear dock. They carefully lifted it into the back of a dark blue Suburban and closed the door. The soldiers got in and the driver left quickly.
She could hear them talking among themselves, with the thick cover over the traveling kennel none of her escort even thought of as a human being. So no one spoke to her, none of the soldiers knew that she could comprehend them. She heard them talking about a nice place in the country. One even thought it was like a resort.
When they arrived nearly 3 hours after dark, the soldiers unloaded the kennel and left in the big vehicle. The cover was pulled off by Mike and Harry, two of the young male students Fluffy had seen earlier before, her operations. One held a leash and the other opened the gate for her. She untangled her legs and leaned out the open gate. Her leash was quickly snapped on and she was given time to stretch her brown furred legs. The sky was completely dark, not even a twinkling star, the evening was chilly not quite enough for frost, but both boys wore jackets, Fluffy had only her fur to keep the chill away. Each had a bright LED flashlight because of the complete darkness.
The students looked at her curiously, they hadn’t seen her since the operations were completed and her fur completely grown. Mike shined his light on Fluffy's feet and legs, but stopped at her butt and pussy.
“Look at how big her pussy lips are,” said Harry, the taller student.
“Yeah, Dr. Leanne injected a new form of collagen,” said Mike. “It really puffs out her pussy lips.”
“Shame, ‘bout her boobies,” Mike surmised, after he moved his light up to the rest of her body. “She had nice ones.” Fluffy smiled to herself, glad someone noticed, she thought.
“Yeah,” responded Harry. “Let's go, I'm getting' cold.”
“Fluffy, are you gettun' cold?” Mike asked after bumping her left shoulder with the back of his right hand. She smiled and shook her head. “Not even a little?” She shook her head again.
They aided Fluffy to the house where both Dr. Castors waited. The too warm, front room of the farmhouse was furnished in rag-tag country style, with dark wood, the furniture was covered with brown, tan, and white plaid Herculon, and 2 light blue non matching, cloth covered easy chairs.
“Nice to see you again, Fluffy,” said Dr. Leanne Castor. “You're so very beautiful. Hugo you didn’t tell me just how great the fur makes her look.”
“Yes, I did,” he said to Fluffy softly and shook his head.
“Unless there is some sort of a problem,” Dr. Leanne started.
“We may never get to see you again,” Dr. Hugo finished her sentence. “So we need to check you over to be sure we are all done,” he added.
Fluffy stood on her toes with her left hand on the back of the couch, just for a little extra balance. She looked at her self in the mirror over the flaming fireplace. She saw a strange, but pretty animal with a short muzzle and wide green eyes. She was covered with short, smooth brown fur on her arms, legs and back. The fur faded to very light brown and to tan on her sides and then to very short and very thin white hair on her, now flat, chest and belly. Her hairless, pale pink nipples and cone shaped areola’s stood out against even the thin hair on her chest. The fur stopped at the top of her Mons and left her pussy and anus totally bare. She grimaced when she thought of going around with her pussy on display like this. When she curled her lips she could see her new fangs. She looked positivly vicious when she bared those huge white teeth.
Diana told her earlier her bare pussy and anus was so she could be kept clean easier, but Yolanda told her it was easier to view estrus and film sexual activity. Fluffy became scared when she realized they intended to breed her with born canine males.
Dr. Leanne led her to the side door, Dr. Hugo opened it to reveal modern laboratory facilities. She led Fluffy inside to an examination table, complete with gynecological fittings in place on the end. Fluffy sighed and climbed onto the table, when she was in place she put her lower legs on the narrow leg support trays.
.“Hugo_ Hugo_” she yelled. Look it’s a little, tiny tail,” she yelled. The exam had just started when Dr. Leanne cried out.
The two of them handled and pulled gently while looking through a huge lighted, magnifying glass on a swing-arm. The arm was placed between Fluffy’s legs for better observation of her pussy.
The two doctors photographed Fluffy’s tiny new tail. They were so excited they forgot all about Fluffy. When she saw her chance she hopped off the table and rushed the door. She was out of the lab and through the living room.
Two more steps and she’d be outside, out into the night, and freedom.
One more step and she’s out....... “YYYIIIIIPPEEEEEEEEEE___” The pain was unbelievable.
“YYYIIIIIPPEEEEE___” Fluffy cried out again as she fell and rolled on the floor. Diana stood in the kitchen doorway, holding a small black plastic rectangle in her right hand. She held the red center button down for a full 90 seconds after Fluffy fell to the floor. Fluffy thrashed and cried out the whole time.
The pain stopped almost immediately, when Diana released the large red button. Fluffy looked around and then felt around her neck and the collar.
“That's right the collar has a shocker circuit built in,” Diana said harshly. “It's adjustable too,” she held up the remote and showed Fluffy the wheel in the side of the device. “That was about half power, I'll show you higher if you aren't back in the lab in about 10 seconds.”
“That was a long time comin',” she turned to Dr. Hugo, in the lab doorway. “I was sure I'd have to show her earlier.” She watched Fluffy as she walked back into the lab, she turned back toward her office after the door closed.
“Hugo, I don't like that “svine,” Dr. Leanne whispered. “She's a nasty bitch.”
“Not at all like our sweet “hafan,” she turned toward Hugo. “Our sweet little bitch, our Fluffy,” Dr. Leanne gently petted and stroked Fluffy's head and shoulders.
****Chapter 7***
Dr. Rice Visits
“Good Morning_” Yolanda said brightly as she strode in, smiling when she saw Fluffy was already awake. Fluffy wagged her stubby tail when she saw Yolanda. It had grown quickly, and Dr. Leanne cropped it at the 4th joint, like a Great Dane's or Doberman's. It hurt a bit at first, but within a few hours the pain was nearly gone, Dr. Hugo said it was because a dog heals very fast.
“We can get started with your morning training early.” Fluffy crawled closer to the kennel door so she could get out to urinate. “A special guest is coming by in the morning.”
“In a hurry to start training, Fluffy?” Fluffy just shook her head, no. “Ah, you need to pee?” This time Fluffy nodded largely. “Well you're learning to piss outside, all the time from now on,” Yolanda didn't smile this time. Fluffy nodded slowly, anything, just let me pee, she thought.
Yolanda snapped her chain leash to Fluffy's collar as she crawled out of her kennel, and waited while the new bitch stood up. She had Angie's menstrual calendar in her left hand.
“You should be starting estrus today,” she looked up at Fluffy. “Are you? Do you feel it?”
Fluffy nodded and then put her left index finger to her nose.
“You can smell it too?”
Fluffy shrugged and nodded as they started toward the door.
“Stand up on your toes, Fluffy,” she ordered as Fluffy tried to walk as a human. “Get up on your toes, baby.” Fluffy was so anxious to get out to pee that she did as Yolanda ordered as she walked to the door.
When she got to the doorway she hurried outside as Yolanda smiled. Fluffy was quite willing to go outside with the right motivation. She was a bit balky at first. Now she went out without any extra urging.
“See that big white building over there?” Yolanda pointed to a building in the distance, “that's where your new kennel is. We'll go down there later today.” Fluffy watched as several born canines ran in the fenced area behind the big barn.
“Walk up on your toes, Fluffy,” Yolanda ordered as she led Fluffy outside and off the porch. After about 20 feet she stopped, “Squat here to pee Fluffy.” Fluffy squatted with her feet and knees apart, to make it easier to pee.
“Arch your back, and lift your tail up.” Yolanda instructed. “Arch more, and put your front paws on the ground too.” she added after Fluffy tried a little. “You'll piss way out behind and not get any on yourself.” Fluffy arched hugely and then let her urine go.
“Very good,” Fluffy basked in Yolanda's praise. She liked pleasing Yolanda, and she liked the praise.
Yolanda led Fluffy in the thick green grass around the farmhouse several times. She reminded Fluffy only rarely to keep on her toes. Fluffy found that she could walk better and more comfortably on her toes and with her back very arched. They walked by the big front picture windows and Fluffy looked at her reflection in the glass. Fluffy followed Yolanda as she turned away from the house. She could see the reflection of her hairless pussy, as everyone else could too.
She didn't think much about it, but she remembered the first time she saw her pussy and anus as she walked outside. Yolanda led her near the farmhouse and she looked back over her shoulder and saw her own reflection in the window. She was embarrassed when she saw her dark pink anus and huge, thick, pale pink pussy lips framed by her brown fur.
She tried to hold her hands over her butt and tried to walk with Yolanda with her back much less arched.
“STOP THAT,” Yolanda ordered. “Bitches aren't shy or modest,” Yolanda jerked firmly on Fluffy's leash. “Now stand up there right,” Yolanda ordered. “I want you to arch up again too.”
Now three weeks later, with Yolanda's gentle training methods and Fluffy's natural drive to please, she walked high on her toes and kept her back very arched and proudly held her shoulders back. Yolanda led Fluffy around the farmhouse again and stopped under a huge maple tree in the front of the house. They stopped and Yolanda sat under the tree, leaned casually against the trunk. She patted the ground beside her left hip. She took a magazine from her hip pocket. It was the latest edition of “Dog World”, Yolanda looked at the cover picture.
“Fluffy, Sit,” she said firmly as she continued to pat the ground. Fluffy came over and sat by Yolanda.
“Fluffy, Down,” Yolanda said after a few casual pats on Fluffy's head and shoulders. Fluffy laid down in the cool green grass beside Yolanda, while Yolanda gently stroked her soft back.
Fluffy sighed and rolled over onto her back and wriggled on the ground. Her shoulders went to the right and hips to the left, she wriggled the other way, shoulders to the left and hip to the right. Yolanda lifted her hand and watched with a bemused expression, until Fluffy stopped.
“Feel good?” she asked. Fluffy just nodded while still laying on her back. Yolanda began to pet and stroke Fluffy's chest and belly while she read an article about a Belgian Shepherd, who won the AKC Westminster Show last year. As she read she let her hand wander to Fluffy's chest, she began unconsciously plucking Fluffy's teats gently. Fluffy laid quite still, but Yolanda noticed when Fluffy gasped and shook slightly.
“Oh My,” Yolanda exclaimed when she realized what she was doing. “Fluffy does that feel good?” Fluffy panted softly before she nodded solemnly. “Did it turn you on?” Fluffy slowly nodded again. “Do you want me to stop bothering you?” Fluffy grabbed Yolanda's arm as she emphatically shook her head NO. She laid back onto the ground and pulled Yolanda's hand to her left nipple again.
Yolanda smiled and returned to softly stroking and gently pulling Fluffy's teats. Fluffy began to wriggle on the ground again. Yolanda pulled her hand back, and Fluffy turned around so Yolanda's hand was on her flat belly instead of her chest. She stopped and looked up at Yolanda, “your turn,” she thought as she looked up. Yolanda started to put her hand on Fluffy's belly and stopped about and inch away. Fluffy put her paw on the back of Yolanda's hand and pushed it down onto her short sparse white fur.
Yolanda went back to her magazine article as she tenderly petted Fluffy's belly. As she read her hand strayed to Fluffy's pussy. Fluffy shifted slightly, as Yolanda allowed her middle finger to smoothly stroke the sensitive pink tissue between Fluffy's thick outer pussy lips. Fluffy began to whimper and moan softly. She arched her back and lifted her entire body off the ground, held only on the back of head and toes. (She was careful) The first orgasm Fluffy had in over six months, was amazing and lasted nearly 2 minutes. Fluffy didn't lower herself, she just dropped back onto the ground. Yolanda raised her hand, Fluffy grabbed her wrist and pulled Yolanda's hand to her face. She couldn't kiss Yolanda's wonderful fingers, but she licked the back and began on the palm, but Yolanda pulled her hand back.
“You don't have to do that anymore,” she whispered.
“You appreciated what I just did and wanted to show me?” Fluffy looked directly at Yolanda's face and dark brown eyes, and nodded with small little movements.
They walked slowly and Yolanda chatted more about Fluffy's special guest, but she wouldn't tell Fluffy the guests name. Fluffy's wet pussy shined and gleamed from the back as she walked along beside Yolanda.
“Do you mind being wet all the time you're in estrus,” Yolanda asked as they arrived at the barn. Fluffy looked at Yolanda and nodded, shrugged and then shook her head no.
“Guess that means sometimes?” Yolanda guessed. Fluffy shrugged again.
“But it doesn't matter because you can't do anything about it?” Fluffy nodded slowly.
Two of the four dogs started barking as soon as Fluffy stepped inside the door. A huge Great Dane sat quietly in his kennel as Yolanda and Fluffy approached. He casually walked to the front and sniffed as close to Fluffy's pussy as he could. Yolanda opened the gate of the kennel between the huge Dane and an equally big, red/brown Doberman Pinscher. His were almost orange instead of the usual tan. Fluffy moved very slowly as she went inside. She stayed in the middle to keep as far as possible.
“Eiger, his name is Eiger,” Yolanda noticed when Fluffy looked toward the Doberman often. Fluffy looked toward Yolanda quickly, “The Dobie. His name is Eiger,” Yolanda smiled slightly, she wanted to reassure Fluffy, and not embarrass or scare her away. “I think he likes you, too,” she nodded toward the big dog. He sat near the small vertical bars separating their kennels. When Fluffy looked toward him he shifted anxiously, and tilted his head from side-to-side.
She turned and left without looking back, she didn't want Fluffy to see her smile. This was the breakthrough she wanted. Diana would be overjoyed to hear this news. This afternoon just before feeding she would lead Fluffy and Eiger to a separate kennel, the breeding kennel.
Yolanda went to the empty observation booth, where she could see Fluffy's kennel without being observed herself. The booth was used at night to make sure the animals were safe from the outside and each other. Fluffy looked at Eiger for just a few minutes and then walked to the lightweight bars separating their kennels and turned to press her butt against the bars. It gave Eiger access to her pussy. She closed her eyes and leaned totally against the bars while Eiger sniffed and then licked her pussy through the bars.
Yolanda led Fluffy through the barn to the gate of the breeding kennel. This kennel was in a separate section of the barn. Fluffy turned and looked at Yolanda when she saw the kennel ceiling was too low for her to stand.
“Go ahead,” Yolanda urged. “You'll just have to go on your hands and knees.” Fluffy seemed to just realize she could crawl as Yolanda said it. She had just gotten inside when Harry brought the Doberman in. Yolanda held the door for the big dog to walk right in. Fluffy brightened when she saw or scented him.
Yolanda, Diana and Harry were the only observers of the first breeding. Eiger walked to Fluffy and circled behind as she knelt on her hands and knees in the center of the kennel. Eiger approached carefully and sniffed of Fluffy's pussy from the back. Fluffy looked toward Yolanda for advice. Yolanda just ducked her head down while still looking toward Fluffy. Fluffy got the idea and lowered her head and shoulders, but kept her bottom up. She even wriggled a tiny bit. Eiger's bright pink penis slipped out of the sheath on his lower belly.
Eiger carefully raised up on his hind legs and put only some of his weight on Fluffy as his long slender penis sought the wet opening of Fluffy's vagina. She whimpered softly as his member slid into her. Once in place the portion just behind the head began to swell, Fluffy could feel as it thickened. Eiger began to pump quickly and very hard. They were both done in just a few minutes, but Eiger couldn't pull out until the swelling went down.
Fluffy started to panic at first, but after 2 deep breaths she stopped herself. Yolanda was surprised when Fluffy looked toward her and then just lowered her head to rest on her folded arms on the floor in front of her knees. She continued to keep her bottom up high enough for Eiger's and her own comfort until his penis began to recede. After about 5 minutes his bright pink penis just slid out of Fluffy's still wet vagina.
She turned around quickly and pressed her face against Eiger's nose. Then she surprised Diana and Yolanda both she did her best to kiss Eiger on the side of his snout. The surgery to form her own snout made pursing her lips very hard if not impossible, but Eiger stood patiently while she did her best to kiss him. She laid down on the floor of the kennel, with her right leg drawn up and closed her eyes.
“I never expected anything like that,” Diana said softy. “She actually did her best to kiss him.”
“She really is starting to accept that she is becoming a canine bitch,” Yolanda whispered back to Diana. Diana didn't answer she was busy scribbling notes for her thesis.
“This is the first time she's stretched out and didn't seem to care if her belly and teats touched the floor,” Yolanda said as they walked out. “She has always been so careful to keep her belly up.”
Yolanda was back in about half an hour, she found Fluffy sitting with her bottom on the floor. Eiger was behind and around the sides and in front and back around behind. She looked like she had been on her hands and knees but had lowered her butt down to keep Eiger out.
“Yelp,” sounded almost like help to Yolanda. Fluffy looked to Yolanda to get her out of the kennel and away from Eiger's incessant attentions. Yolanda smiled and shook her head. She sat in one of the chairs to watch. Fluffy took a deep breath and straightened her legs, which raised her butt and pussy up for Eiger. He hurried around to Fluffy's back and began to sniff her pussy. In just a few minutes he started to lick her. After only 2 or 3 slurping licks he raised up and mounted Fluffy again.
Eiger's now bright red penis slipped quickly from it's sheath and directly into Fluffy. This time she yelped as he swelled larger in her. Fluffy lowered her head to rest on her arms again, while Eiger's hips surged forward and back in short rapid movements. Fluffy became aroused and began to respond to his jack hammer assault on her pussy. He was done quickly this time, but Fluffy took a little longer to cum. She did soon after Eiger. She had to wait only a few minutes this time for him to release her. They both laid down again, completely spent. After just a few minutes Yolanda opened the door and led Eiger back to his own kennel.
When Yolanda returned for Fluffy, she had to waken the spent bitch. She opened the gate and slipped quietly into the kennel. She sat beside the sleeping Fluffy for nearly 15 minutes before she started to wake the doggygirl.
“Fluffy, wake up puppy,” Yolanda said softly as she gently shook Fluffy's furred shoulder.
“Yowwll,” Fluffy sounded like she was groaning softly, as she stretched hugely. “Mmmmmmmmmmmm.”
“Satisfied? Did you like that big dog,” Yolanda was truly serious. She wanted to know how Fluffy felt and if canine sex was as satisfying as human relations.
Fluffy nodded thoughtfully.
“Was it as satisfying as a man?” Yolanda asked carefully. Fluffy sat back and closed her eyes to think for a few seconds. She shrugged slowly, but nodded slowly.
“Were you a virgin?” she asked. Fluffy shook her head.
“Was it a long time ago? So you're not sure?” Fluffy nodded and held up 1 stubby finger.
“Just 1 time?” Fluffy nodded.
“Let's go back to your room,” Yolanda said as she snapped her leash to Fluffy's collar.
Diana sat at her desk in the small office of the farm house facility. 2 male students, Mike and Harry, came in to meet with her. They had been with the project since the beginning and helped select Angie. Mike dated her once and Harry shared a behavioral lab-class with her. She pointed out two chairs for them, but didn’t actually ask them to sit, both did.
“I’ve heard that you two were planning to “try out” my little Fluffy when you had the chance.” They both looked at the floor and muttered non-committals in answer. “Well, Mike” she looked toward the taller brown haired student, “and Harry,” she looked to the blonde crew cut student. “I’m here to tell you that I need just that.”
“What?” they said in unison.
“The next part of the program calls for both human and canine breeding,” she smiled as Mike and Harry realized they weren’t here to get fired. “You have to be willing to breed her when we say it’s needed, and on film.”
“Cameras?” Mike exclaimed in a high pitched yelp. “Um, I not to sure about that.” He sighed as he thought about the lost opportunity, but also thought about the internet porn he’d seen.
“We won’t be filming you, specifically, but Fluffy’s reactions and expressions,” Diana explained. “Sometimes it may be a little forced and others completely consensual.” Diana stood and looked out the window. “The only thing is you’ll be sharing with two dogs,” she said, still by the window. “Not at the same time,” she added quickly. “Not an orgy or gang-bang with you and dogs.”
“We won't be discussing this conversation with Yolanda,” Diana said firmly as she looked out the window. “At all, understand?” She turned to face the sitting students.
“Yes ma'am,” Harry answered immediately. She looked directly at Mike.
“Not a word, ma'am.”
Gary Rice arrived at 9 o'clock, in his old gray Volvo. The smoke from the diesel engine was thick and smelly. She knew he did not like Diana at all, so Yolanda met him outside to be there when he realized Diana was part of this program. Gary surprised her though and told her that he knew Diana was also her, but to be here with Yolanda was worth putting up with Diana.
He was interested to see what his behavioral help done for Yolanda. So they went directly to the kennels to see the dogs. As they walked along Gary told Yolanda how much he cared for her. “Wait 'till you see what we've done to your student_” ran through her mind as she walked along. She looked up at him and smiled. They went into the barn and through to the kennels.
At first Gary had a hard time seeing in the dark but as his eyes adjusted he looked at all the dogs there.
“Wow, that's a big dog,” he said as the Great Dane caught his eye.
“Umm, yeah, that's Prinz Ludwig,” Yolanda chuckled. “We call him Louie.”
“There's 2 German Shepherds here on this side,” she said as they moved along. They stopped facing the shepherds, his back was to Fluffy's kennel.
“You didn't need any special help with these dogs,” he said. “What gives,,,,,,” his voice trailed off as he looked over her shoulder and saw Fluffy sitting so properly in her kennel.
“This is it?” he said without looking away. “Was she the student, Fluffy?” Yolanda nodded slowly. “Was it?” He still hadn't looked away.
“Yes, that's her,” the trepidation made her voice shake. She was afraid Gary might blow the whistle on the whole project.
“Wow, that's amazing,” he nearly whispered. “Did those two doctors,,,the married ones,
from someplace in Poland or somewhere?”
“The Castors, from the Czech Republic,” Yolanda said. “Yeah them.”
“Um did my training work?” he finally asked.
“Yup.”
“We're going to breed her with the Dane in a little,” Yolanda offered. “If you wanta stay and observe.”
“She'll do that? With the dogs?” he asked.
“She's just like any bitch in season, she wants to breed with them.”
“Sure,” Gary said quickly. “Time for coffee first?” Yolanda smiled and nodded. She took his hand and they left, smiling and chatting.
Yolanda and Gary sat in the same chairs she and Diana used before. Fluffy was on her hands and knees in the breeding kennel. She lifted her head and inhaled deeply, sniffing to try to find if her mate was nearby. She didn't know this time she would have the gigantic Great Dane. Harry led the big dog in and opened the door. Fluffy couldn't see Yolanda and Gary due to the glare from the camera lights. Today Diana didn't make any attempt to hide the filming, and Fluffy didn't care. Right behind Harry and the Dane, Diana walked in. She was careful because she wasn't sure how Gary would react to seeing her, since she really used him to get Angie to sign to be Fluffy.
Yolanda was concerned that Fluffy might not respond to a different dog, she didn't want Fluffy to get hurt. She had the handlers ready to get the dog out if things went bad. Louie the Dane walked quickly to Fluffy and sniffed all around her starting with her nose and down her right side and to everyone's surprise, back up her left side. Fluffy whimpered and whined softly when Louie passed her pussy. He walked around her left side again, this time he sniffed her wet and dripping pussy. Louie even licked her inner thighs, but quickly pressed his nose hard against Fluffy's pussy. He pressed so hard she had to move forward a step. Soon he was licking and slurping loudly. Fluffy whined again she was ready for more than just oral sex. Louie slipped several inches of his big penis from his sheath, it hung nearly half way to the kennel floor. She lowered her head and shoulders, keeping her bottom up in a sort of presentation to him.
Louie raised up and stepped over Fluffy's body and then dropped his feet on either side of the small bitch. He inched forward until he felt his hind legs touch Fluffy. He leaned back and raised up on his feet until the end of his penis felt Fluffy's moist pussy, he quickly pushed forward until the extended portion was inside Fluffy. Yolanda could see the rippling of his sheath as more of his penis slid into Fluffy's wet pussy.
Fluffy's mouth opened in surprise as so much more of his red member slid into her. She started to try to raise up, but his position above her prevented that. She was trapped against the floor.
Within 2 minutes she was pushing back against his belly as he pushed forward. Fluffy finished quickly, but Louie wasn't done yet. He continued to push in and out as Fluffy had a second orgasm. She howled the second time, and then Louie filled her vagina with thick amber semen. So much that globs ran down her lowered belly and even more dripped to the floor.
She had to wait nearly 10 minutes for his penis to recede and he could slip out of her. She lowered her head again and just waited. As soon as he was done he walked to the kennel door and waited for the handler to take him out.
Fluffy just sank straight down, closed eyes, and slept.
Fluffy has started to accept and maybe even like her new life as a canine bitch.
What happens when the project ends. Often lab animals are discarded.
Part 3 to follow.
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