You ignore the laptop and the idea of needing to read other people's fantasies to heightened your experience, your fevered daydreams proving enough to get you excited and wild as you remain on the floor on hands and knees panting happily. Several light barks escape your voice as your mind drifts further into the primal show playing out, body sensitive to the phantom touch of the various dogs exploring with their noses and paws almost as if they were really there with you. You quiver and whine, their canine musk somehow as real to you as their touch; swollen folds beginning to drip with your arousal trickling down your thighs.
The sight of their poking prides under their bellies, the strong heady scent of canine readiness; you wiggle your rump and keep it raised lowering your posture flat upon the ground yelping to feel your studs mount and claim your body. You need that bone buried inside. You need to be their bitch.
As you lie there blissfully allowing the fantasy in your mind to play out its abnormally provocative feature a funny feeling begins to build above your rear. You are mildly aware of the weird strain you feel over your back, as if your spine is pushing against your skin; stretching. Incredibly; pressure starts to form over the front of your face and over your hands and feet almost as if the flesh were beginning to swell and balloon. Tugging ears pulling at your head stand erect as they hear light sickly pops and cracks erupting within, light discomfort that barely bothers you being too distracted by the feral pleasure of your erotic daydream. In fact; whatever seems to be happening to you makes you feel like you are becoming more of a proper bitch as you wished, your feet and toes somehow longer and wider to support lifting off your knees.
Whines gasp sharply from your heated pants, body quivering from the strange hot rush that seems to mold your changing body as well as from the rapture of your mating fantasy; the sensation of being rutted by a wild stud spurring these feelings onward. Skin itches as tiny hairs sprout and slowly spread over your body, a fine fuzz blanketing everything. Nails crack and split apart growing thick and dull claws, thick fleshy pads forming under your fingers and toes as well as the palms of your hands and balls of your feet. Your teeth ache tasting the flavor of your blood as some appear to lengthen while new ones grow, space forming from the protrusion of your nose and mouth into a beastly muzzle. The base of your spine; above your rump, a lump continues to extend and lengthen gathering some of those hairs flagged and wagging.
Was this part of your fantasy? Are you that lost in your own mind for the rutting and transformation to feel this real? Or has the dream spilled into reality; could your body really be changing into something dog like? How?
Before any questions could be potentially answered your buckle at the intense euphoria sparking your climax howling jubilantly succumbing to your release, the back of your legs and pussy wet with your feminine juices pouring forth. You imagine your juices as your humping stud's potency overflowing inside spilling out between the tie you both shared, panting happily at the thought of baring pups...hoping to achieve more with the next rut.