Melissa admired her sexy, colorful body when she noticed her pubic hair had become thicker.
"what the fuck!?" she muttered.
Her second and third pair of breasts had grown and a fourth pair of nipples had formed while the fur around her vagina had spread even more to where it nearly reached her belly button. She looked in the mirror and her nose had started to darken becoming moist and black. Next her canine teeth seemed longer as she tongue lolled in her mouth.
She panted pulling on jeans, which rested on her hips without a belt. A large washed out shirt that had just enough size to cover her breasts, she had grown since wearing it. It exposed her mid-rift. She started to whine instead of moan. Her sense of smell made her aware of cooking several blocks down. The urge to go outside was overwhelming as she jumped on window and out into the street. People couldn't see her because she was running on hands and legs like dog.
Where Erika fought and tried to manage Melissa accepted her becoming a female dog, a real bitch. Her body was pumping out pheromones calling male dogs that weren't castrated. Several were following her but only one was worthy of her body. A German Shepard that looked both handsome and strong.
"good boy" she crooned.
The dog, Wolfy, started to lick her hand, fine hair started to rise covering her hand. The fire inside her most private part needed a hose to put it out. Her tail now reached her knees and hair covered most of her body, down her legs, up to her breasts and much of her right hand. Her skin burned as she felt a fever, only semen could put out the fire.
Pulling down her pants she presented her ass to the Shepard, she clawed at her T-shirt tearing it in places. As the Shepard mounted her it's dick penetrated her, it was like a power switch being thrown. Fur/hair erupted out of every pour of her body. Dark brown fur began to blossom from her hindquarters and spread forward. Her hands and feet began to warp and become more pawlike. Melissa's jaw began to jut foreward as her forehead began to recede. Rather than frightening, it only seemed to fuel her lust.
A nose black and leathery, and her canines protruding. Her breasts had sunken in, but two more sets had blossomed on her torso. She had embraced her inner animal as the Shepard fucked her without foreplay rough. biting the hackles on her neck. Melissa's hind legs almost buckled under the weight but she accepted it like warm sunshine. The fire burning inside her was put out by a quick, limp jerk by the Shepard. The sensation, in her limited brain, was like that of a dose of Novocaine straight into a sore tooth.
The Shepard didn't let go. Descended from wolves the Shepard wanted to make sure that his bitch was pregnant...