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Shit shit shit!
I panted, back against a tree as that crazy fox still followed, unhurried, wearing that same damn smirk as before.
“Come back! The sign said ‘All dogs must be on leash,’ ” he called, obviously enjoying his game.
My ear twitched at the sound of a dog tag jingling, and I took off running again, my stubby fingers making it really hard to keep my pants from falling down. The tail didn’t help either. Fur was spreading across my body, and my claws kept catching on the hem of my pants- I had lost my shoes a while ago. My ears had reached the point they could rotate, and I glanced back, seeing the silver fox brandishing a leather lead.
He whistled a couple times with a grin. “Here boy, c’mere!”
My lip curled, baring fangs. “Reeve me arone!” I growled back, my black nose pushing out of my face, dragging my mouth with it. It was becoming harder to run, my shirt was falling down around my shoulder and my legs cramped as they became more suited to a quadrupedal stance. It barely took anything for my pants to catch again, and I was on the ground.
Dammit! I struggled to scramble out of my clothes, my thumbs useless and arms inflexible, and I barely got my shirt off before he was above me. “Gret aroo frrm mree!” I desperately tried to crawl, but my body was awkward, and it only took a moment before I felt a collar being fastened around my throat.
“You're lucky I needed a male dog for a client. I would have preferred something a little more feminine, but the customer is always right. Gotta make a living after all.” I felt a tug forward as he led the way, my claws dragging lines in the dirt. “Well, let’s go meet your new family.”
Whiiiiiiiine…
My part of a trade with
Fazar Haurbus has found yet another fitting victim for his questionable pet shop, and it looks like I'm gonna have to get used to eating out of a bowl.
I panted, back against a tree as that crazy fox still followed, unhurried, wearing that same damn smirk as before.
“Come back! The sign said ‘All dogs must be on leash,’ ” he called, obviously enjoying his game.
My ear twitched at the sound of a dog tag jingling, and I took off running again, my stubby fingers making it really hard to keep my pants from falling down. The tail didn’t help either. Fur was spreading across my body, and my claws kept catching on the hem of my pants- I had lost my shoes a while ago. My ears had reached the point they could rotate, and I glanced back, seeing the silver fox brandishing a leather lead.
He whistled a couple times with a grin. “Here boy, c’mere!”
My lip curled, baring fangs. “Reeve me arone!” I growled back, my black nose pushing out of my face, dragging my mouth with it. It was becoming harder to run, my shirt was falling down around my shoulder and my legs cramped as they became more suited to a quadrupedal stance. It barely took anything for my pants to catch again, and I was on the ground.
Dammit! I struggled to scramble out of my clothes, my thumbs useless and arms inflexible, and I barely got my shirt off before he was above me. “Gret aroo frrm mree!” I desperately tried to crawl, but my body was awkward, and it only took a moment before I felt a collar being fastened around my throat.
“You're lucky I needed a male dog for a client. I would have preferred something a little more feminine, but the customer is always right. Gotta make a living after all.” I felt a tug forward as he led the way, my claws dragging lines in the dirt. “Well, let’s go meet your new family.”
Whiiiiiiiine…
My part of a trade with
Fazar Haurbus has found yet another fitting victim for his questionable pet shop, and it looks like I'm gonna have to get used to eating out of a bowl.Category Artwork (Digital) / Transformation
Species German Shepherd
Size 1000 x 1000px
File Size 526.1 kB
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