Kyle was amazed. It had only taken two uses of the trigger to get Ally running around on all fours. She was sitting on the grass, happily awaiting Kyle's next command. He was suddenly grateful for the large fence their backyard had. He didn't want any neighbors to see Ally acting like this. However, because Ally's hands were resting on the ground, Kyle failed to notice the paw pads she had developed.
"So what are we doing now bro?" asked Ally, clearly wanting to play.
Kyle smiled. He had already prepared for this, and pulled out a Frisbee from behind his back.
"Ally, be a Good Girl, and Fetch!" He tossed the disc into the air.
An image of a dog playing with a ball flashed into Ally's mind, but she already knew what to do. She ran after the disc, jumped up, spun around, and caught the Frisbee in her teeth. She happily brought it back to Kyle, and dropped it on the ground next to him. As she walked, a small tail was forming above her butt.
Kyle couldn't help laughing; Ally was super into this. He grabbed the Frisbee again, and faked a throw. Ally started running again, before realizing that the disc wasn't in the air. She turned and growled at her brother.
Kyle had started crying from laughter. The tears were obstructing his view, preventing him from noticing that her ears were now pointed, covered in fur, and located at the top of Ally's head. He yelled "Fetch!" and threw the Frisbee again. Ally barked, and chased after it. Her tail was growing rapidly now, 1 feet, then 2 feet, then 3 feet long. The tail clearly belonged to a German Shepherd, since it was covered in tan fur, except for some black markings near the top. Ally retrieved the Frisbee, and brought it back to her brother. As she returned, her nose had started to alter as well, turning black and wet like a dog's nostrils.
Ally deposited the Frisbee next to her brother. At that point, she looked like a dog-girl found in an anime. She had the ears and tail of a German Shepherd, and an attitude to go along with. Her nose was black, her tongue was long, and her feet and hands had turned into dog paws. In short, there was no way to deny it. Ally was turning into a dog.