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Emily grumbled angerly to herself as she walked into the kitchen, "How dare he call me a bitch!" She reuttered those words to herself with more fire and anger then they had been used with last night. Even though last night was not far from a drunken blur and yeah they may have had a few drinks and MAY have gotten into a bit of an argument over her quick to light and explosive temper, HE was the one who called HER a bitch. Just thinking about it sent waves of anger through her very being and ignited her soul into a frenzy, "How dare that... ASSHOLE!" She wanted to sigh and let it go, maybe she was being a bit aggressive about some drunken comment he made but that was no excuse to call a woman a bitch especially to her face. She wanted to march over to his apartment and slap him across his face but she'd only be proving him right while also proving to her therapist that she did indeed have "Anger Management Issues" Emily sighed deeply, all this angry venting was giving her a headache. So she grabbed a cup out of the strainer and filled it to the brim with water before reaching into the cabinet and pulling out a bottle of generic headache pills, she shook three or four into her hand before popping them back and downing the entire glass of water. She sighed again this time out of refreshment, then... she saw it... a small box, wrapped in pink paper with a red bow on top, sitting on the table. Setting the glass down, Emily walked over and picked up the small box, there was a small card attached to the bow with her name written on it, so she tore off the bow, and the pink paper which slowly drifted to the table's surface like autumn leaves, followed by the box's lid which was more of a toss. Inside nestled amongst plain white wrapping paper... was a collar. Not those fancy kind or the edgy kind but a collar that you'd give to a dog.

*Emily grabbed the collar which was at its smallest setting, and dropped the box on the table. The collar itself was tan, with black adjustable straps and clips, here was another tag, however what was written on this tag, set her off once again. It was a simple phase, 'Only Good Girls Wear Collars' her blood boiled, as the more she stewed the more her blood pressure and anger raised, not only did he call her a bitch, to her face no less, but he got her a dog collar to solidify his point. At that moment, she thought about tossing everything into the garbage, but she'd again only be proving him right so she did something that she wouldn't had normally done, she put it on. Emily thought that would show him, he knew she'd just throw it away only to complain about it later, this would make him eat his damn words, 'Only Good Girls Wear Collars' she scoffed at how cheesy it was, "Who's your good girl now asshole!" She laughed spitefully to herself as she loosened the collar enough to clip around her neck. *

*Somehow, wearing this thing made her feel... odd inside. A warmness in her stomach or gut that she could only explain as arousal, was it the fact that she was wearing a dog collar or was it the fact that she was actually wearing a gift she had been given. Regardless of the reason, she liked it, secretly that was, no way in hell would she ever admit to anyone that she actually WORE a dog collar and LIKE it. Emily decided to ride this train of arousal as she made her way to her room, slamming the door shut and closing the blinds. Stripping off her clothes and casting them aside, Emily laid on her bed naked with her legs spread wide. She was not shy about pleasing herself especially at home ALONE, so as she reached down to rub the lips of her clit, she moaned loudly at this sudden feeling of renewal, it was like she was touching herself for the first time, she didn't even get her fingers half way in when her legs started trembling, she laid back onto her pillows and gasped, "F...f-f-f... FUCK!" She managed to sputter, her other hand drifted up to her breasts and began to rub her nipples which felt oddly sensitive but she didn't care as it only fueled her arousal. She stared up at the ceiling as her hand drifted lower as she continued to touch her other nipples, as she tried to stick her fingers deeper but they were unable to reach the sweet spot. This was odd and caught her attention, she was always able to reach her spot, it took some stretching but she could, she thought it was a concern but what really drove that through the roof was when she sat up and saw that she was rubbing a second set of nipples just below her breasts, and below them a third set, followed by a forth and fifth. Her heart dropped, what the hell was happening to her, she pulled her fingers out only to find her nails growing and stretching into sharper talon like nails, her knuckles becoming hairier as her fingers became shorter and seemed to fuse together, panic was now setting in, what was happening to her, was the only thing she could think when she attempted to jump out of her bed but quickly fell when she landed on feet that could barely support her. Her legs bent in all the wrong places with her feet being gaunt, boney and hairy just like her hands, but she managed to stand but as long as she held onto something. Reaching out to grab the doorknob was a shock of horror when she realized she couldn't grip of knob as her hand was more of a paw, she was able to get it open with her other hand before she attempted to make a break for the kitchen where her phone was, she however didn't get far when she tripped again. Catching herself made her realize that she was becoming a dog and that must have been triggered by the collar, so without wasting time she reached back in an attempt to get the collar off but not having fingers made it almost impossible, but from under the collar she felt... fur. It was itchy but that was actually the fur sprouting from her skin, "NO! NO! NO! NO! P-PLEASE NO!" Emily pleaded as she cried out in heavy tears of despair, she didn't want to be a dog... she promised she be better as long as she didn't turn into a dog but her cries went unheard as they started to blur with howls and barks, while her face began to stretch and grow. She arched her back and dropped to the floor as a wave of pain and extasy washed over her body as she felt her bones shift, break and mend themselves in new places. Emily began to crawl towards the kitchen, despite the pain and the itch from her growing fur. Another appendage grew from her tail bone, stretching out before the familiar itch grew quickly from it. She became warm, the fur was warm, the more that grew the warmer she was, she began to pant which sent another wave of panic through her, but she was quick to forget her troubles as it became a chore in its own to think straight, but she kept her phone in mind, that was her salvation. Her pace quickened as she was able to figure out how to use her new legs, moving fast almost a run, but by the time she made it to the kitchen... she forgot... she didn't know what it was she was panicking about... all she knew was that she was horny and there were no males around. The final patches of skin covered by fur with the final patches of her humanity being forgotten by the troubles of a horny bitch. *

*It seemed like an eternity had passed by before the door opened and a man entered, Emily couldn't help but feel excited by this and ran over to great him. She felt that she knew him but didn't know how or why. The man smiled as he squatted down to pet her, "Hey girl." He rubbed her in all the right places as she wagged her tail happily, "Don't worry, it's not permanent and you'll change back in no time, but let's make sure you're properly trained before then okay?" Emily didn't understand what he was saying but barked happily regardless, he just laughed, "Maybe if you're a good girl I'll take the collar off early." *

The End