Kelsey sat in the tall grass watching cars drive by, resisting her newly acquired instinct to chase them. The protective instinct was powerful, the desire was almost unbearable. She knew she didn’t need to chase them, but Kelsey also knew that she needed to protect her territory. What was a dog-girl to do?
“I guess I’ll hang with you little while longer…” Kelsey said quietly, speaking to the dog she had mated with earlier. He was a mere 20 yards away, hardly paying her any attention at all.
Kelsey barked and dashed for heavier cover when she heard the sound of a car coming down the dirt road. “Oh crap, oh crap…” When she saw through the brush that it was a blue Ford Taurus, Kelsey cursed out loud. “Oh fuck! Double fuck!” Her stomach cramped when she heard her mother’s voice.
“Kelsey! Kelsey!” The tone of her voice suggested that she was worried. Kelsey’s mind raced. She did not want her mother to see her like this, a half naked dog-girl freak, her backside crusted with dried cum. But she needed help if there was any hope of her becoming normal.
“M-mom! Mom, I’m over here!” Kelsey yelled as she began to make her way through the undergrowth, thankful for her toughened hide. “Oh, god I wish I could get those shorts back on…” Kelsey murmured, knowing with her tail there was no hope for that.
“Kelsey! Where are- God!” Ms. Andersen slammed on the brakes when she saw her daughter come out from the bushes. “Kel-Kelsey is… you’re… god…”
“Um… Hi… Mom, I ah, I ah guess I have some explaining to do…”