Your sleep was pleasant as the sound of dogs playing and doing dog things echoed in your head. As your mind ventured into dreams, you felt a pleasant warmth spread over you just as a cold breeze blew by rustling your back hair and butt. Your dreams swept with visions of a pleasant woman, dressed in an greek dress, picking up you small body backwards. "Sleep tight little puppy." she whispered into your butt. 'Strange' you thought as you felt your lips pucker and slip into darkness.
You awoke the next morning in a dimly lit, fuzzy space, that smelt a little weird. The sound of a high pitched barking coming from above woke you as each time it sounded, your tight lips seemed to open slightly. Suddenly your vision was flooded with light as you felt something grip your waist. "Aww, look at the cute new addition to my kennel." That voice sounded just like the one in your dream, but why is she talking to your butt? Suddenly your world is spun around and you find yourself staring into the face of a beautiful woman with long brown hair and slightly tanned skin. A smile was on her face as she examined over you and even the space beneath you. "Oh hello there boy." she said coldly at you, "I see you wandered your way into my little part of the woods and thought you would stay the night. Well you'll be staying here forever." she laughed maniacally. You attempted to gasp, but only a small, vile breeze gust from your mouth. The taste of dog shit heavy on your breath and that foul scent of dog fart filled your senses. Circe quickly held you further from her face and waved the scent away with her other hand. "Wheew, certainly one of the smellier assholes I had the pleasure of meeting." she stated.
That's when it hit you, the taste, the dream, the smell, her words all finally made sense. "I can tell you aren't fully aware of your predicament, boy. So how about i show you." She smiled madly at those words as she began to walk with you in hand. As she carried you, your thoughts raced by, no you couldn't be one of those, it's not possible, but all the signs say otherwise. "There we go, look at yourself a cute little pucker on a Pomeranian bitch." she laughed. She wasn't wrong, staring forward in horror you saw only the small pink tailhole of a petite dog surrounded by walls of white floof. Dread filled you to your anal core at the sight of what you became, "What a cute Pomeranian Pucker you made." she mocks, "I think the world would agree too, if i showed you off. Wouldn't you agree little fluffy?" she teased as she rubbed noses with the little dog, it barking happily in response.