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Time was becoming more and more foggy in my head. With no windows letting in natural light, no watch, or even a really regular routine, I was unable to reason if we’d been here a few days, or as long as a week.
I began to question if they were drugging us, giving us some kind of sedative. I definitely felt aching all throughout my body.
I sat up from the dog bed, where I’d been sleeping. Ashley was sitting nearby, looking at a book. Her expression was emotionless.
My bodily needs came to me. I was hungry and thirsty, and I barely felt any resistance to eating the dog food. I stood up, and then promptly fell down, barely bracing myself as I hit the ground, but still smacking my snout against the carpet.
I struggled to curse quietly enough that Ashley wouldn’t hear. Somehow, I hadn’t been able to balance right. I pulled my tail out from under me as I sat down, and then examined my feet.
“No… no,” I said breathlessly.
“Yeah,” Ashley said quietly.
My feet were changed. They had bent, so only the padded part of the foot would touch the ground. The rest of the foot angled upward. I carefully stood up, wobbling. It put me in a permanent tip-toe position. And it was also like the hind legs of a dog.
I swallowed harshly. “I… I was afraid… but I never thought they’d actually try something this… this awful.”
I clenched my fists. “They are drugging us. They’re giving us some kind of messed up drug that… that is doing this. It’s gotta be in the water, or in the dog food.”
Ashley let out a sob. “And what do you plan on doing Matt? They’ve gotten us. We can’t just stop eating or drinking. What if they’re releasing it into the air? We could be here for months before anyone tries to get us…”
I heard her mutter a few words under her breath. Unfortunately, my sharpened canine ears caught it all.
“If anyone ever finds us.”
“They… they will find us,” I said, mustering confidence.
Ashley wiped her tears on her sleeve. “Will they find us Matt? Or will they find two dogs?”
I sat down next to her, and glanced down at her feet. They were also now digitigrade. They had reignited the virus inside of us. They were changing us even more. What if Ashley was right? What if we were completely changed before any help could arrive?
Or what if they found us now, or a day or two from now? We might look entirely like dogs, but able to speak and think normally. What if Dad couldn’t find a way to reverse it? What if we were stuck in that awful in-between place… forever?
Ashley sobbed quietly.
“Ashley,” I said.
She looked up at me through pools of tears.
“Do you remember in 6th grade, when we ran that 5k?”
She nodded, wheezing.
“You were going to give up.”
“Yeah,” she said, “and after I had bragged to all my friends that I was way more athletic than them. And… and they all raced right past me.”
“But you finished the race anyway,” I said.
“I walked for at least a mile of it,” she said.
“But you ran fast at the end. You pushed yourself.”
She forced a little smile. “And those guys… they kept a bad pace, using up all their energy at the start… and they just about destroyed their muscles for days afterward.”
I hugged her close.
“Seth and those working with him… I know they’re going to end up like that in the end. But even if we lose the race… we can at least go out strong.”
“Mhm,” Ashley nodded, shuddering from her crying.
I’m not sure if I really could take to heart what I told her. I felt very hopeless. There was no sign that the status quo was changing in our favor. But I had to help get her through this. I had to find a way to get myself through this.
Imperceptible time passed. I felt more of my bones shifting, changing, shortening.
All until I woke up, and was no longer able to stand. My legs had become much shorter, the length of a dog’s hind legs. Looking down at my paw-like hands, I knew those and my arms wouldn’t last much longer.
Walking over to the food and water dishes was much harder than I would’ve anticipated. My body instinctively tried to crawl, but my legs no longer worked like that any more. My knees did not move in that way.
Eventually, I learned how to walk in this new, degrading way. It felt extremely alien to me.
Ashley laid on her belly, hands out in front of her like a dog would rest. She had her eyes open, staring blankly at me.
“Thas as aff -”
My throat felt very strange.
“At’s startingg,” Ashley said. “We wonn be able taa talk mach longger.”
I winced, trying to keep tears from gushing out. It was not going to be too long now. I was going to become an animal. My brain would probably retreat soon. Perhaps my thoughts would be dulled until I hadn’t realized what I’d lost.
I could give up. Not yet. There was one last thing that I felt I could do.
I walked over to the books, and took the pencil that we had discovered in one of them - a small treasure that we’d briefly used to play little games and draw some things. But now it might just help us fight back one last time.
I wrote down a message to Ashley, and then in my deteriorating voice, asked her to come over to read it.
Talking was becoming difficult, and I knew there were cameras in here. I need to do what I could to protect against that.
Ashley read my message, the handwriting jagged from my failing fine motor ability, but still hopefully readable.
Writing this so the cameras don’t see. I don’t know how long our minds will last, if they aren’t going to last much longer, but if we are able to think for a bit longer, play dumb. Start giving into canine impulses, make it look like you’ve forgotten you were human.
If we’re lucky, it might lead them to let their guard down. Finish the race strong.
Ashley closed the book, and shed a few tears. She licked my face.
“I donn’t knaw haw mach langer we can spake,” I said, coughing briefly. Talking hurt my throat.
“But,” I said, trying to focus on enunciating the words, “if this… is the last thang I say to you… I love you Ashley.”
“I love you Matt.”
I licked her back, and she licked me. We went back to sleeping again, side by side against each other.
Later, I woke up briefly, and tried to speak. All that came out were indiscernible canine-like sounds. Ashley raised her head. I noticed it looked more canine-like than when we’d last been awake. A few tears formed in her eyes.
I looked around the room. Color was fading. It wouldn’t be too much longer.
I sat there on the dog bed next to my sister.
And I just… thought. I thought about life - life before all of this had happened. What I had wanted my life to be in the past. I thought about my family, my friends, my hobbies…
And I just thought about being human - or even an anthro. I thought about how I could stand on a mountain top, looking out at the horizon, and think about infinity, to reflect on the universe around me.
I thought about how it had felt to love Jackie, for how short a time it had lasted.
There I just laid with my eyes closed, thinking, contemplating what could be my last time being sentient.
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I began to question if they were drugging us, giving us some kind of sedative. I definitely felt aching all throughout my body.
I sat up from the dog bed, where I’d been sleeping. Ashley was sitting nearby, looking at a book. Her expression was emotionless.
My bodily needs came to me. I was hungry and thirsty, and I barely felt any resistance to eating the dog food. I stood up, and then promptly fell down, barely bracing myself as I hit the ground, but still smacking my snout against the carpet.
I struggled to curse quietly enough that Ashley wouldn’t hear. Somehow, I hadn’t been able to balance right. I pulled my tail out from under me as I sat down, and then examined my feet.
“No… no,” I said breathlessly.
“Yeah,” Ashley said quietly.
My feet were changed. They had bent, so only the padded part of the foot would touch the ground. The rest of the foot angled upward. I carefully stood up, wobbling. It put me in a permanent tip-toe position. And it was also like the hind legs of a dog.
I swallowed harshly. “I… I was afraid… but I never thought they’d actually try something this… this awful.”
I clenched my fists. “They are drugging us. They’re giving us some kind of messed up drug that… that is doing this. It’s gotta be in the water, or in the dog food.”
Ashley let out a sob. “And what do you plan on doing Matt? They’ve gotten us. We can’t just stop eating or drinking. What if they’re releasing it into the air? We could be here for months before anyone tries to get us…”
I heard her mutter a few words under her breath. Unfortunately, my sharpened canine ears caught it all.
“If anyone ever finds us.”
“They… they will find us,” I said, mustering confidence.
Ashley wiped her tears on her sleeve. “Will they find us Matt? Or will they find two dogs?”
I sat down next to her, and glanced down at her feet. They were also now digitigrade. They had reignited the virus inside of us. They were changing us even more. What if Ashley was right? What if we were completely changed before any help could arrive?
Or what if they found us now, or a day or two from now? We might look entirely like dogs, but able to speak and think normally. What if Dad couldn’t find a way to reverse it? What if we were stuck in that awful in-between place… forever?
Ashley sobbed quietly.
“Ashley,” I said.
She looked up at me through pools of tears.
“Do you remember in 6th grade, when we ran that 5k?”
She nodded, wheezing.
“You were going to give up.”
“Yeah,” she said, “and after I had bragged to all my friends that I was way more athletic than them. And… and they all raced right past me.”
“But you finished the race anyway,” I said.
“I walked for at least a mile of it,” she said.
“But you ran fast at the end. You pushed yourself.”
She forced a little smile. “And those guys… they kept a bad pace, using up all their energy at the start… and they just about destroyed their muscles for days afterward.”
I hugged her close.
“Seth and those working with him… I know they’re going to end up like that in the end. But even if we lose the race… we can at least go out strong.”
“Mhm,” Ashley nodded, shuddering from her crying.
I’m not sure if I really could take to heart what I told her. I felt very hopeless. There was no sign that the status quo was changing in our favor. But I had to help get her through this. I had to find a way to get myself through this.
Imperceptible time passed. I felt more of my bones shifting, changing, shortening.
All until I woke up, and was no longer able to stand. My legs had become much shorter, the length of a dog’s hind legs. Looking down at my paw-like hands, I knew those and my arms wouldn’t last much longer.
Walking over to the food and water dishes was much harder than I would’ve anticipated. My body instinctively tried to crawl, but my legs no longer worked like that any more. My knees did not move in that way.
Eventually, I learned how to walk in this new, degrading way. It felt extremely alien to me.
Ashley laid on her belly, hands out in front of her like a dog would rest. She had her eyes open, staring blankly at me.
“Thas as aff -”
My throat felt very strange.
“At’s startingg,” Ashley said. “We wonn be able taa talk mach longger.”
I winced, trying to keep tears from gushing out. It was not going to be too long now. I was going to become an animal. My brain would probably retreat soon. Perhaps my thoughts would be dulled until I hadn’t realized what I’d lost.
I could give up. Not yet. There was one last thing that I felt I could do.
I walked over to the books, and took the pencil that we had discovered in one of them - a small treasure that we’d briefly used to play little games and draw some things. But now it might just help us fight back one last time.
I wrote down a message to Ashley, and then in my deteriorating voice, asked her to come over to read it.
Talking was becoming difficult, and I knew there were cameras in here. I need to do what I could to protect against that.
Ashley read my message, the handwriting jagged from my failing fine motor ability, but still hopefully readable.
Writing this so the cameras don’t see. I don’t know how long our minds will last, if they aren’t going to last much longer, but if we are able to think for a bit longer, play dumb. Start giving into canine impulses, make it look like you’ve forgotten you were human.
If we’re lucky, it might lead them to let their guard down. Finish the race strong.
Ashley closed the book, and shed a few tears. She licked my face.
“I donn’t knaw haw mach langer we can spake,” I said, coughing briefly. Talking hurt my throat.
“But,” I said, trying to focus on enunciating the words, “if this… is the last thang I say to you… I love you Ashley.”
“I love you Matt.”
I licked her back, and she licked me. We went back to sleeping again, side by side against each other.
Later, I woke up briefly, and tried to speak. All that came out were indiscernible canine-like sounds. Ashley raised her head. I noticed it looked more canine-like than when we’d last been awake. A few tears formed in her eyes.
I looked around the room. Color was fading. It wouldn’t be too much longer.
I sat there on the dog bed next to my sister.
And I just… thought. I thought about life - life before all of this had happened. What I had wanted my life to be in the past. I thought about my family, my friends, my hobbies…
And I just thought about being human - or even an anthro. I thought about how I could stand on a mountain top, looking out at the horizon, and think about infinity, to reflect on the universe around me.
I thought about how it had felt to love Jackie, for how short a time it had lasted.
There I just laid with my eyes closed, thinking, contemplating what could be my last time being sentient.
Previous: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/45611046/
Next: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/46011490/
First Part: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/43399487/
Join my discord server for canine furries and friends! : https://discord.gg/xGhR89y2mW
Category Story / Transformation
Species Dog (Other)
Size 77 x 120px
File Size 53.8 kB
The full dog TF is a good turn. Now, our character can hide between other dogs in street and squeeze into places humans can't access. But, of course, they are not protected by human law anymore.
Of course, I think that they has to retain their sentience to be the story characters. But unable so speak is the problem.
Of course, I think that they has to retain their sentience to be the story characters. But unable so speak is the problem.
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