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Times were always tough for the middle class when the economy was down, and changes were being made to the average middle class family that hadn't happened in bulk since the times of The Great Depression.

In the case of Kelly and Mark, it meant bringing back the old tradition of family living together much longer than they'd become used to in the 1990's and early 2000's, but for their sake, they were at least able to make it out of their parent's house before they went to each other in a joint act of financial co-dependence. Kelly needed a place to stay, and Mark needed someone to help chip away at the rent and pay for the family dog, Diz, who he'd taken with him when he'd gotten his own house. Even with the cheap prices of a foreclosure and the low interest rates to go on his loan, Mark was struggling to get by, and even though she'd moved in and was helping to pay the bills, Kelly was struggling just to make ends meet for herself, not to mention the rent check that she was now partially responsible for.

She was getting desperate.

"I can't believe people are really doing this for money," she whispered to herself, trying to keep her voice down. Her brother, Mark, had gotten quite a large house when he saw the price of the foreclosure listing, and that meant that Kelly had her own bedroom and private space to relax in, but that didn't mean she'd completely abandoned her shame, especially in regards to making money, and the methods to do so. She didn't want her brother to think she needed help with her bills, and she certainly didn't want him to know what she was considering doing.

Sitting at her computer, Kelly could hardly believe the images on her screen, and the thumbnail for the video that was loading was even more lewd than that. Females...human females, hunched over, mounted by the very pets that they took care of, their faces twisted up in forbidden, secret pleasure as their canine companions humped away mindlessly at their haunches...the amount of videos that Kelly had come across in the recent months was massive, and there was no lack of variety in what she could find; it had become a new hobby of hers to watch at least a couple videos a night, and before the morning sun would come up, her fingers would be sticky with her own desire, and her panties completely soaked through as she sat in her office chair and watched hour after hour of the taboo material.

She was now on the verge of taking this potentially unhealthy habit, however, and turning it into something more.

"If you're interested in starting up your own private video website, please send an e-mail to the following address with your name, home address and the approximate size of your dog. We'll send you your own free start-up kit, complete with cleaning materials for your dog's private parts, and condoms made specifically to fit their particular size..." Kelly read right from the screen, keeping her voice low in case Mark happened to be wandering around the hall. "E-mail us now and we will send you a guide for how to get started. Please make a notice in the subject line if you would like to become a part of our sponsored video program...we will pay top dollar for any and all amateur bestiality videos!"

There was a link at the bottom of their website that said they paid through Paybuddy, and though Kelly found it highly unlikely they could actually get away with it, she had an account, and it was good enough for her. She was far beyond desperate to pick up some extra coin, and since she'd started watching the videos, she'd had her eye on Diz, curious to try something with him even if she didn't end up getting paid for it. Now, she had an even stronger excuse to try what her inner urges were telling her to, and if she could just find the patience to wait for the kit to arrive, she might be able to make a little money off of it, too.

24 hour delivery guarantee, she thought, as her eyes scrolled down to the bottom of the page. I can wait that long.

**

Mark conveniently worked four long, rough ten hour days a week, so whenever he left for the day, usually around seven in the morning, Kelly knew that she would have privacy, and the mere thought of what she was about to do had her loins heated and moist. She couldn't keep herself from shaking, and the bathrobe that she wore that morning, wearing nothing but a pair of delicate, teal panties underneath and a soft, baggy t-shirt, couldn't warm her up whatsoever. She had the kind of chills that warmth simply couldn't chase away, and the way that Diz was following her around the house, even if it looked as though he was trying to comfort her, was actually causing her even more dismay. The wag of his tail as he walked and the curious glint in his brown eyes gave him a look of knowing, as if he had some kind of a clue what Kelly was really up to that day. He was often a mischievous border collie as it were, and under the cute, cuddly facade of white and black fur, Kelly knew him to be a trickster, one that she always had to keep to her eye on.

Kelly wasn't quite as 'cute as a puppy,' necessarily, but any man passing her on the sidewalk would be forced to take a second look. Brunette hair, full, thick and luscious, cascaded carelessly down to the tops of her shoulders and did a perfect job of framing her eyes when she combed it just the right way. Her eyes were aquamarine, often switching between blue and green in the sunlight, and they matched most of her wardrobe. She dressed a bit plainly for her body, with a supple, soft, and slightly modest chest, but her backside was curvy and firm, thanks to her dedication to a strict exercise regimen. The fact that she couldn't quite seem to find a boyfriend, she blamed on herself and her own timid nature, and while that wasn't the case, she definitely couldn't blame it on her looks; she had those in spades.

"24 hour delivery guarantee my ass," Kelly muttered as she felt the panic rising in her body. She knew that she had at least nine hours before Mark got home; nine and a half if she counted his driving time, but she didn't want to take the risk of him somehow arriving at the same time as a package that might have a label with the words 'dog sex' on it. She paced back and forth by the front door, with Diz following her every time she turned back the other way, keeping the carpet in the living room warm under the steps of his paws. Kelly almost found it cute, and did her best to lean over, stroking Diz behind the ear and smiling nervously at him. There was still a hint of guilt inside at what she was about to do...all of the research she'd done was conflicting; animal rights groups said that what she was about to do was wrong, but there was enough independent research and studies from the 70's and 80's that made her believe that on some level, Diz would enjoy what they were about to do as much as she would, if not quite a bit more.

Ding dong!

She was still lost in her ethical battle when the doorbell finally rang, and she nearly jumped right out of her bathrobe at the sound. Still in her hurried panic, she ran to the door, with Diz and his constantly wagging tail following her as she cracked it open, just a bit. She could see a man walking back to a black panel van, and she never got a very good look at him to describe him. That made what she was doing seem all the more dangerous, but sitting right on her porch, in a box that was in perfect condition, was the kit that she'd been unable to stop thinking about for the last day. There was an ominous, foreboding chill running through her entire body as she picked it up, looked out the door quickly to see if anyone had noticed anything in the neighborhood, and quickly, she slammed the door back shut and locked it, clenching the box to her chest and breathing heavily as she tried not to have a minor panic attack.

Calm down. You're doing this. You. Are. Doing. This. she mentally reinforced herself, doing her best to get control of the panting pace of her breathing. Diz was panting quietly himself, looking up at the box in Kelly's hands with a curious tilt of the head.

"You'll see what's in here soon enough," she assured her pet, leaning down once again to gently pet the fur between his ears. "And if you're really that eager to see what's inside, you should follow me to my bedroom, and don't tell anyone you're coming with, okay...?"

Kelly couldn't help acting silly and playful with Diz, despite knowing there was no one around for him to speak with. She needed to do whatever she could to try and keep herself relaxed, knowing that tension would just make Diz uncomfortable, and make it that much harder for her to get into the movie at all. It was bigger than her enjoyment, however: Money was on the line, and she had two months of bills and rent left in her finances, at best.

"Let's see..." she started to speak, as she started tearing through the weak and flimsy cardboard that made up the outside of the box. She was careful not to spill anything until she was in her room with the door closed soundly behind her, and she took care to set the box down and actually lock the door, just in case any sort of disaster might happen. She was alone with Diz now, with only a camera to capture the actions, some cleaning supplies and lubricant for his genitals, and a twelve pack of condoms that were made to fit any midsize to large dog. The chills that had nearly paralyzed Kelly in fear were only growing as she looked over the supplies on her bed, but the urgency of her situation was far greater than her hesitation. The arousal that came along with knowing she was about to try a fetish she'd been fantasizing about for months helped to give her a fresh boost of confidence, and Diz could no doubt smell the desire radiating from her body, as he kept his muzzle close to her midsection and followed her every bit as closely as a puppy ever could. "This is the stuff I'm supposed to clean you off with, Diz...Work into a fine lather directly on the penis and rub solution in until it is dry... Huh. That should be a pretty easy way for the two of us to get a little bit more intimately acquainted...don't you agreed, Diz?"

Diz couldn't answer her properly, of course, but the rapid wagging of his tail and the eager look in his chocolate brown eyes told Kelly that he trusted her, and no matter what she was about to try with him, he would likely be comfortable with it. There was a bonding moment between owner and pet as Kelly popped the top of the small bottle and poured a bit of the thin, lotion-like cream into her hands and worked it into a gentle froth. Having seen enough videos to have an idea of what to do, Kelly reached under Diz and felt around for his sheath with the back of her hand, and found the tiny hole that was already being poked through; a small, fiery red tip of flesh was poking out as soon as she could get there. With a surprising amount of reaction, Diz lunged forward a bit, resting his front paws on the bed so that Kelly could get a better look under his body, able to see his sheath, his growing member, and her hand as she started to work the cleaning solution over the tip. Even more of the forbidden, canine flesh started to emerge as she teased it delicately, having read about how sensitive dogs could be right at the tip, but Diz only panted and moved forward even further, giving Kelly all of the access that she ever wanted, and within seconds, there was enough bright red flesh in her hand that she could make a fist around it.

"G-goodness..." Kelly said breathlessly, watching as the length continued to grow, and started to drip as she worked both of her hands over it, rubbing the frothy solution into his flesh until it started to disappear completely from her hands. It had been some time since Kelly had seen a human penis, and she'd never seen a dog's member in person, but she was shocked to see that a dog of Diz's size could be so impressive. "You've really gotten excited, haven't you? I guess...I guess I shouldn't keep you waiting..."

Kelly flipped the 'on' switch on her computer's video camera and used the screen itself to help her center the shot. She got her bed right in the middle of the picture and stood in front of it, keeping her face out of the picture, but slowly, she disrobed right in front of it, doing her best to move slowly as she peeled her panties down, away from the budding moisture on her crotch, and her shirt came away from her breasts rather easily. They bounced delicately as they were freed, and just like that, Kelly had taken the first step, naked in front of a camera...she let her hands roam over her body, copying what she'd seen in so many cheap films before, until she decided that she was more concerned with her own pleasure than she was with her prospective customers. Hastily, she climbed up into the bed and patted the back edge of it, inviting Diz to join her. He hopped up immediately, and the camera got a good shot full of his engorged length, and kept rolling as Kelly grabbed one of the special condoms and placed it over his now medically cleaned member. Diz showed remarkable patience for a rowdy dog, holding still until the condom was fully in place before he started to try and hump at Kelly's thigh. "Diz! Not yet!" she said, giggling a little bit as she did her best to turn over with her pet trying to thrust at her.

Doggy style, she thought. It'll be the most natural thing for him, and it's always been the easiest way to cum, for me...

Knowing that her ass was perhaps her favorite part of her body, Kelly jutted her backside out, letting the curves take the center of the shot in the camera, but she lowered her doggy style pose just enough that Diz could get his paws up onto her back. Time seemed to slow down as Diz hooked his paws in under her hips and started pumping his length forward, and while Kelly was a little moist before, her pussy was soaking wet as she felt the errant, aimless jabs of a canine cock prodding at her labia. It took Diz a few tries, but when he finally found the right point and gave a firm, powerful buck forward...

"Oooooh my God! DIZ! _" Kelly cried out, her body completely unprepared for just how full it suddenly was. There was even a hint of pain as she tried to adjust to the strong, rapid pace of her pet, but the pain was almost instantly washed away by a pleasure and a mental taboo that couldn't be equaled. Diz was just a dog, of course, and now that he was focused on his mating, his hips were pounding away at Kelly's ass like a jackhammer, filling her dripping cunt with a ramming pace that no human male could ever equal, no matter how hard they tried. Kelly was worried she might be disappointed with the quick and brutal pace of a canine mating, but only ten seconds in, she felt like she was going to climax all over him, just from his early efforts. "T-that's in-incredible! Yes! Yes! Fuck me, Diz! _Pound my little puppy cunt!"

There was no way that Kelly could keep her voice or emotions in check. She sounded like a proper porn star already, but she wasn't faking any of it. She was loving every single thrust, every single brush of his canine cock against her g-spot, every pinprick of his claws digging into her flesh and leaving marks that she'd have to explain later...

"Kelly? Is that you? What's going on in there?"

...Or, if her world came crashing down around her like it was about to, she'd be explaining it in seconds.

The door shook as Mark tried to turn the door knob, but the lock held, and the door rattled within it's frame and against the walls as Kelly quietly tried to stop Diz, but there was no stopping a male canine when he'd found the sweet spot. She did her best to pull away and contain her near orgasmic bliss at the same time, forcing her face down into one of her pillows as Diz reached his own climax, pushing the knot through the end of his sheath. Kelly barely avoided being knotted, but in her frustrating struggle to escape his grasp, his claws dug deep into her sides, and the condoms, supposedly made for a dog his size, broke when the knot burst through, tearing the prophylactic and partially flooding Kelly with a rush of his inhuman seed. The broken part of the condom stayed within her, and she could feel her stomach turning slightly at the gross sensation, and with the moment partially ruined for her, the sloshing of the canine cum as it started to pour out of her gaping snatch wasn't the great feeling she dreamed it would be.

Way to ruin the moment for me, Mark...

Kelly had no way of knowing that her brother was going to stop back home for his lunch break, but it was a risk she should have considered, and now, she was paying the price for it. Mark didn't have a key to unlock her door, but she was starting to panic all over again as she heard him knocking on the frame again, trying to get her attention.

"Kelly?!"

Desperate to cover everything up, Kelly ran over and paused the recording, making sure to save it before closing it out of her computer. She slipped her panties back on, on top of the mess inside of her body, and tossed her shirt back on haphazardly, before wrapping her robe around herself and finally answering her brother. "S-sorry, Mark! I was taking a nap and I had a really weird dream!"

"Awfully late to be sleeping," Mark commented, "But...whatever. Is Diz in there with you?"

"Yeah, he was...he was napping with me."

"Gotcha. Well, I was just stopping back in to get a snack for lunch time. I'm headed back to the factory. Figured I would just check up on ya."

Kelly managed a tiny smile. While he'd messed up a big moment for her, Mark was a caring brother, above all else. "That's very sweet of you...thanks, Mark."

"Sure thing. See you at dinner."

Terrified to leave the room until she had complete and total privacy, Kelly waited until she could hear the front door slamming before she dared to open her own door, and even then, she was hesitant. Terrified didn't begin to describe how she felt, and despite everything, Diz was still looking up at her with curious, bright eyes and a wagging tail. There was almost a new pride in his eyes as he looked to Kelly, making her wonder just how aware he was of how forbidden their act of lust was considered.

With a heavy breath, Kelly released her tension as best as she could and leaned over to kiss Diz between the ears. "I won't tell if you won't," she teased, and opened her door, making a dead sprint for the shower. She couldn't get the condom remnants out of her body fast enough, and she didn't know that dog semen was supposed to feel a tiny bit bubbly inside.

Incidentally, it wasn't supposed to feel that way.

**

Kelly decided to take a second shower that evening, without ever letting her brother know about the first. Bills were tight and the water bill was going to be a little higher, but she needed to wash away both the lustful, amazing memory of how great having sex with Diz felt, and the terrible, chilling memory of nearly being caught in an illegal act.

"Really, though...it's no wonder women do that more often than they'd admit. Human males are great, but...Diz was just... amazing..." she whispered dreamily, still able to feel the rapid-fire pace of his body against hers, and the way that he simply had total control of her in the act. She felt completely subversive in that moment, but found herself loving it all the same. She tried to distract herself from the thought as she reached down between her legs, knowing she'd start masturbating if she wasn't careful, and the theme of the day had been just that: be careful.

As she cleaned her most private areas, however, she hesitated for just a moment, as her fingertips teased along the lips of her labia...something wasn't quite right. Using the glass of the shower door as a makeshift mirror, she tried to examine herself, but as she looked over her well-fucked slit, she couldn't see anything truly wrong, other than that she looked like she'd been railed...and she had. Must just be me, but it feels like the shape is...different, she thought, and as her fingertips traced over her clit, she struggled more than ever to find it, despite her high arousal. That's odd...but it feels like it's right there, where it always is...damn!

She was just too sensitive to avoid playing, but she had no idea that her suspicions might be coming true. Even as she gripped a breast in one hand and spread her slit wide open with a pair of fingertips, changes that she couldn't see were taking place, but she could definitely feel them. In the way that her vaginal cavity was changing just a little bit, and in the way that her whole tummy was just so sensitive, she could feel it.

Just stroking my tummy...it feels like I'm teasing breasts, no matter where I touch! Kelly mentally pondered, but she was too lost with lust to feel any panic; rather, she embraced the fact and gently rubbed her hand up and down over her stomach, and as if she had a tail poking out over her rear, her backside started to wiggle just slightly at the sensation. Her ears were becoming more sensitive as the flow of water from the shower-head started to sound thunderously loud, but as she neared her climax, she just chalked it up to the heightened senses of an orgasm.

"D-Diz... fuck me..." she moaned quietly under the rush of the water, before having a rather subdued climax, soaking her fingers with a fresh coat of feminine arousal and nearly bringing her to her knees. She was panting in the aftermath, but it wasn't a normal, human pace...she was panting rapidly, just like Diz did on a heated day in the summer...

With a startled look in her eyes, Kelly looked around the shower, as her ears were suddenly picking up on sounds outside of the shower itself, and with her nose, she could smell her brother making a late night snack, even with the pleasant aromas of lavender and vanilla in the air from her shower gel. "It...it can't be..."

She looked at her hands. They looked normal. She checked her slit again, and it still looked mostly normal. She looked down over her taut tummy, and despite it's sensitivity, it looked normal.

She just felt different.

"I'm sure I'm just panicking," she tried to convince herself, as she gathered up a towel and wrapped herself up...but as she made her way back to her room, each step she took sent pleasant thrills through her body, as the towel rubbed against her sensitive tummy. Goosebumps were popping up all over her flesh from the delightful chills, but she had no idea that some of them wouldn't be going away.

She had plenty of time to contemplate it, though.

"Ugh...normally I my head hits the pillow, and I'm out like a light!" Kelly lamented. She wondered if her brother was still awake, and even thought about putting some clothes on to go to his room and talk to him, since she usually slept naked, but she didn't dare to unlock her door at the moment. Her sleeping habits meant that privacy was a necessity, and especially that night, even in the cool air of fall, Kelly had tossed the covers aside, and she could feel a thin veil of sweat starting to bead on her forehead. She knew it wasn't sweat from a panic; there was no evidence left around the house, Diz was sleeping with Mark, and nothing had been discovered, and yet, Kelly couldn't shake the feeling that she was burning up inside, and that was making it impossible to sleep, or so she thought.

She never would have contemplated that her nature was becoming slightly more nocturnal as changes took place inside of her body, and even deeper, inside of her mind, even as she was entranced by the rising moon that came into view through her bedroom window. Even when she felt the sudden urge to howl...

I'm just imagining things, she told herself. I'll feel fine in the morning, I'm sure.

As she lay in bed, staring at the ceiling and counting sheep, Kelly found that morning was farther away than ever, for her.

**

Like many females, Kelly had a strict regimen of shaving her armpits when she showered, and like many more modern females, she kept the area around her vulva neatly trimmed, if not entirely bare.

"W...what the hell?!"

So, it was naturally quite a shock when she awoke that morning and examined herself in the bathroom mirror that she had full bushes of hair under her armpits, and where she could normally see her rather tight, cute vaginal lips between her legs, she could see nothing but a thick, downy patch of fur.

Within moments, the sweat was pouring down her forehead again.

"I'm imagining things! I know I am!" Kelly did her best to convince herself, but the panic was building up in her body, and whether it was hysteria getting the better of her, or just some sort of strange reaction to the chemicals she'd used yesterday, she couldn't explain what was going on, and more than she wanted answers, she just wanted to be in denial.

She wanted to remain in total denial of the fact that she could tell what her brother had consumed for breakfast just by smelling the air, and that she could hear a lawnmower running in a yard about five houses down the block. She wanted to deny completely that her nails were unusually long that day, and starting to curl back down toward her flesh just a little bit, looking more like claws than proper human nails, and despite the bags that hung under her eyes from a terrible night of sleep, Kelly could easily see the slightest bit of a change in her eyes, now almost entirely green instead of aquamarine, and flecked with tiny spots of chocolate brown...

...Just like Diz.

"And Diz...I can...I can smell him! He smells delightful, by the by...where is he?" Kelly asked herself, her voice picking up to a more rapid pace, almost the same as people imagine dogs would speak at, if they could talk. Though she couldn't explain the heightened senses, she was almost immediately overwhelmed with a burning desire just to see him, much less the part after where she'd be on her knees, begging for him to mount her fill her waiting snatch with a load of the same cum that had grossed her out just a little bit yesterday. Today, it sounded like the only thing in the world that she ever wanted to feel again.

Much to her delight, Diz was standing just outside of the door, waiting for her, and without a rational thought left in her mind, Kelly dropped right to her knees and embraced Diz, wrapping her arms around his neck and bringing his muzzle over her shoulder. She could feel his warm breath radiating over her sensitive skin as she held him, and while she could feel goosebumps rising up again through her skin, there was one last thing that she hadn't really been paying attention to when she looked in the mirror, and feeling Diz against her stomach just reminded her to check.

Her breasts were just a tiny bit smaller, she was sure of it...but below them, dotting her stomach all the way down to near her navel, sets of nipples were definitely starting to show, as three more pairs had taken their place on her torso, each set just as sensitive as the ones she was born with. They were just barely large enough to see, but the slight discoloration that they took made them slightly more noticeable, and shamelessly, Kelly brushed her body against Diz and his soft, flowing fur, loving the sensation that it filled her with as each of her nipples was stroked and caressed by the act.

"Hello, baby...how's my favorite little Diz?" she asked, acting far more affectionately to him than she ever had before, and no doubt, Diz was taking notice of it, and the other changes she was exhibiting. Whether he was a mindless animal, or perhaps more intelligent, as he'd shown, he could pick up on an emotional response like that, and his senses were plenty heightened enough to catch the aroma of female desire simply pouring from her body. It was that much easier for him that day, now that her scent, just like her body, was starting to shift. "You wanna pound my pussy again today? No condoms or anything like that...just bend me over and fuck me, Diz...wreck my sweet little pussy..."

Even when she'd been turned on and in bed with a man before, Kelly could never remember herself using so much naughty language to entice a male before. She was starting to wonder if Diz was getting the picture, until she could feel a small trail of liquid on her thigh, right where Diz's hind legs were near, and she knew just where the juices were coming from. It seemed to speed her change along, as her ears shrunk back to her head a bit, but didn't disappear; instead, they started to travel up the sides of her head, as if her flesh was nothing more than fluid. By now, however, her mind was fully divided between that of a human and a dog, and her concern about staying in denial had long since melted away.

The last strength of her human mind, however, knew that something was truly wrong with her. She was no longer judging herself for her actions, but rather, these changes didn't make sense, and for her body to react so heavily to one sexual encounter with a dog, she was worried that something much more sinister was at work. The last decision she made with a fully human mind was to slowly step up from her pet and try to get control of herself, as her arousal was already spilling down her thighs and leaving tiny drops on the bathroom floor.

"This...this is hot," Kelly admitted to herself, and the throbbing length that grew between Diz's legs said he agreed, "But I need to get some help...somewhere. Somehow. I mean...for fuck's sake, I look like I'm turning into a dog!"

One look back into the mirror showed that Kelly now had a pair of canine ears atop of her head, and her cheek bones were starting to shift, as her nose elongated away from her face. Her appearance was becoming more and more like that of her pet with each passing moment, and in the last moments of her human mind having total control, she ran to her room in a hurried hysteria, looking for some loose fitting clothing to fit over her sensitive breasts and stomach. A long, baggy blue shirt and a pair of white gym shorts were good enough; panties and a bra weren't really necessary in an emergency. She grabbed her keys and her wallet while she still had any logical thought to cling to, and as she ran for the door, Diz followed her...and she decided that it wouldn't hurt to bring him with. If she was going to get help, she'd have to tell the whole truth, no matter what the cost was.

WHAM! Kelly slammed the front door closed behind her, never even taking a moment to lock it as she jogged to her sedan and opened the passenger door to let Diz inside. Diz typically liked going for a car ride anyway, so it didn't take any urging by Kelly to get him into the passenger seat, and even if she needed to motivate him, the absolutely delicious, floral scent that was drifting away from her heated sex was enough to make him follow her to the ends of the earth. His muzzle was buried in her crotch the moment that she sat down in the car, but she did her best to ignore it; that kind of fun could all wait for another time.

"Here I thought I was insatiable..." she said with a low, lustful growl, as she smirked down at her pet and reached a hand over to pet him. Her hands were much more suited to handle him now, as her fingers started to fatten up just slightly, and the very tips were shifting in shape, no longer resembling tips, but small pads, and right around the soft pink color that made them, tufts of black and white fur were starting to emerge...the same color and consistency as the fur that had sprouted out from under her armpits and above her crotch. A second check down at her tummy revealed that the fur was starting to expand, trailing up over her stomach just a little bit, but the fur there was much thinner, just like an underbelly, and it did nothing to dull the sensation of pleasure that her new nipples provided. "I don't know what you've done to me, Diz, but...it has to stop...it needs to stop! It...it..."

It can't stop. It won't stop, and I know it...

With one last thought, hopeless and logical, Kelly could feel her mind fully giving in to the meld that had been pursuing it since she hopped out of bed that morning. The myriad of scents that had been in her car, from fast food bags to air fresheners and new clothes to spilled soda all suddenly assaulted her senses, as she could smell almost everything in the air around her. She could smell other dogs as she drove down the street and away from her house, even if she couldn't explain it whatsoever...she just knew where they'd been.

There was one scent that overpowered all of the others, however.

No, Kelly! Don't! Don't give in! Don't...give...in...

Resistance was entirely pointless.

With a quick turn of the wheel, Kelly swerved into the right line at the Main Street intersection and took a rapid right turn, going the complete opposite direction of the Veterinary office. She stepped hard on the gas as she made her way for a country road, out toward the smaller forests that dotted the outside of town, all of which had small parking lots and hiding places, if you just knew where to look for them. The seven minute drive to find the one that had been chained off for years felt like seven years for Kelly, who was watching her transformation continue in the rear view mirror, as fur crept all the way up her neck and to her chin, which was growing straight out and expanding into a proper muzzle, something that was now clear and obvious. Only one hand, now more like a paw, was on the wheel, as the other was probing into her shorts, rubbing erratically at her own snatch, loving the feel of the soft fur that she'd gained as it brushed over her clit, over and over again in a rapid circle. Logic and reason were thrown to the window as Kelly drove around the posts and chains that barred off the small parking lot, driving just a little bit up the dirt path that followed, just far enough that when she turned off the car and killed the lights, there was no way she'd been seen from the main road.

The small forest was full of new animals for her to see as prey, and new smells for her new nose to appreciate, but there was only one animal she cared to see, and one scent that she cared to embrace.

That was Diz, and the scent of his delicious cock, sitting right next to Kelly.

"Rrrr..." Kelly rumbled, looking over at Diz through narrowed eyes, ones that now more fully resembled his own. If someone were to see Kelly in her current state, they might actually mistake her for a werewolf, but her transformation wasn't entirely complete, and she could only think of one way to complete the process that she was now eager to be finished with. She climbed right over her own seat and into the rather spacious back seat of her car, and her smaller form took up only just so much space that Diz could follow her to the back. There was no need for human words or emotions, and no need for her to talk like a stripper to entice her male. Kelly knew what Diz wanted, and Diz knew what Kelly wanted, without so much as a word ever being spoken.

As Diz crawled into the back and mounted Kelly once more, the brushing of his cock over her lower back spurred the final part of the transformation, as a length of flesh suddenly burst from the small of her back, right over the crest of her curvaceous rump. It curled up almost immediately and was even more quickly coated in a thin layer of fur, one that started to grow out as Kelly's tail, finally a part of her body, wagged back and forth in pure excitement and joy, all before wrapping around the small of Diz's back to encourage him to find the right spot with his spastic thrusts. Her tail had come out with such force that it tore a whole clean through the back of her shorts, and her paws took care of the rest as she tugged down sharply, leaving the white gym shorts to rest helplessly around her knees so that Diz could find the sweet spot.

Just like the first time, it was one sweet, swift hump of his hips that finally pushed his cock inside, and judging by the thin webs of liquid desire that still connected Kelly's cunt with the crotch of her gym shorts, she had a feeling she was far more ready to take it, this time.

"Nnnngh! Mmrawr!!" Kelly growled out in carnal delight, her body experiencing a new kind of pleasure now that her vaginal cavity had changed. Even her labia and vulva were different, the shape of them now more able to take a dog's cock properly, but inside of her, as well, her sexual organs were now tailor made to take a male canine, and more importantly, made so that Kelly could derive all of the pleasure possible from their mating.

Human or canine, Kelly nearly passed out from the electric sensation that filled every inch of her body, wishing only that she could have her camera handy to record the event, so when she was back to being a human, she could finger herself to the sight of it as many times as she wanted in the future.

If, of course, she ever got back to being a human.

Right at the moment, she couldn't be any less human, as Diz wrapped his claws in around her hips once again, and now that her body was more adapted to his own, he could thrust with everything that he had, finding her snatch to be a perfect fit for the bright red flesh of his member, and her body to be nearly the right size for him to mount and ride for everything that it was worth. Kelly felt her tongue growing in time with her pleasure, and her eyes started to roll back in her head as her muzzle kicked open, and her tongue lolled out the side of her maw, dripping a tiny bit of drool onto the floor as Diz mated with her with all of the intensity that he had within him. A light film of slobber ended up on her back window as she pressed her lips and nose into it, trying her best to thrust her hips back at Diz as he pounded her, but he was in total control of the situation, and like a proper bitch, Kelly was more than happy to be held down, on all fours, so that her male could fuck her silly.

S-so good... her mind tried to process, but as her thoughts started to fade away as well, everything she thought, everything she said, and everything she did was a strange, hybrid blend of human and animal, making it hard for her to understand her own thoughts, other than the universal understanding of lust, and the need to satisfy it. Her juices were absolutely spilling out of her as she soaked her lover, and in turn, Diz was drooling precum inside of her, but both were nothing more than precursors to the grand finale. Like a proper dog, Diz had a style that was hard, fast and short lived, but for the couple of minutes that Kelly could have him, she was already losing track of how many times she'd climaxed on his cock, and each time her inner walls fluttered and convulsed on his length, she brought him that much closer to a massive orgasm of his own.

The sticky, thick, white substance was already soaking the backseat of her car when Kelly finally realized what the rush of heat inside of her was.

"Y-yes! Rrrrr! Diiiiiz! Mnnn!" Kelly tried to declare her own final, most powerful climax. She wanted to praise him for spilling his seed inside of her, but as amazing as it felt for the constant, heated rush to pour inside of her womb and swim around in her vaginal passage, it was nothing compared to the sensation of her labia being spread wide, hopelessly wide around the coming knot of her pet. She'd completely forgotten to consider that little factor as Diz kept humping, the last of his speedy, erratic thrusts helping the bulbous mound of flesh to make its way inside of Kelly, but in forgetting it, she did herself a favor, as her body climaxed yet another time, her walls constantly gripping and squeezing at the knot as it rested inside of her, pumping flood after flood of pure, canine cum inside of her transformed body, and doing exactly what it was supposed to do; satiating the heat of desire.

Kelly's tail tensed up around Diz's lower back and clung to him as she lowered her head, panting with exhaustion from the incredible, intense mating. There wasn't enough of a human left inside of her anymore to regret what she'd done, and just the right amount of canine within her for her mind to swim happily in what felt like endless pleasure. If he never came untied from her, she felt that it might be a little too soon.

**

Kelly couldn't stand the look that Diz was giving him when she'd opened the car door outside of the veterinary office.

She couldn't stand the pain that she felt when she'd come to her senses enough to usher him outside of the car, even after the intense coupling they'd been through.

She couldn't stand the deep, horrid ache that she felt in her heart when the tires squealed in the parking lot, and she drove herself home that evening, still completely transformed, and barely having the logic to know what to do with herself, or the situation. The last bit of a human thought within her made her betray the most intense and caring lover she'd ever known, and now, her car was parked in the driveway, with the lights still on, and the driver side door left open.

A stumbling, exhausted mess from the transformation and the hardcore sex, Kelly barely made her way to the door of her room to put a paw on the doorknob. She fell through the door gracelessly as it opened, and the loud, random thud of her body against hardwood was enough to bring her brother up the stairs to investigate.

With one look at the transformed creature on the floor of his house, Mark knew that he was looking at his own little sister...but his mouth was agape in fear and wonder at what had happened.