Motioning you to sit, she explains what's going to happen next.
"Last week, my family's dog passed away, and my children are begging me for a new one. But that mutt was always up to no good, never listening to me once. I intend to reprogram you until you think like a dog, have the instincts of a dog, and look as much like a dog as possible."
"First, we need to get those clothes off you. Dogs are meant to be naked. Then, we need to start getting your fur to grow in, so you won't be cold."
As soon as you are nude, she puts a tag around your neck. Suddenly, you feel little white hairs start to grow all over your body, even though you remain human-sized for the time being. Then, your legs start to shift back until you find it more comfortable to stand on your legs and arms. Already, your hands are getting smaller and the nails are forming into points."
"That's a good boy, Max. Dogs need to learn to stand on four legs. Now roll over and show me your belly."
You do as she tells you. The skin on your stomach has grown softer and more taunt, and when the woman rubs it, you make happy-sounding noises. The feeling is so good, you don't notice as your face grows out into a small muzzle, or thick white hair cover the top of your head.
"Now, let's teach you some basic dog behaviors." She brings out a bowl of dry dog food, with mash mixed in, and another bowl filled with water. "Eat and drink like a dog, Max."
You walk over to the food bowl and dig your muzzle in, chomping away until its empty. Then, using your tongue, you lap up the water.
"Good boy." She spreads a sheet of plastic on the floor. "Now pee and poop like a dog."
The dark foreskin covering your penis rolls up, revealing a bright pink tube with a swollen tip. Aiming it at the plastic, you release a steady stream of pee until there's enough to form a small puddle. Then, you rear up and lift the tail that now swings at your back. Because of the biological differences in how your new digestive system breaks down the food, your poop now comes out in small logs. After three or four pile up, you lower yourself back down.
"Max, you're a good anthro-dog boy, yes you are. Now, get some sleep. Tomorrow, you'll be meeting my children for the first time."