The woman leads you into the adjacted room, which is filled with all kinds of cages, desks and cabinets. It seems to be some kind of laboratory. Your incredibly enhanced sense of smell detects all kinds of strange scents, the less of them now to be recognised by your warped doggy mind. The room's tiled floor is cold and your paws' rounded claws produce clicking sounds on it while you're following the woman. She still leads you using the leash, which is connected to your dog collar, so you have no option but to follow her obediently.
"There we are, sweet girl," the woman in the labcoat states, "sit down now."
You sit down on your haunches and look up to her, tounge lolling out of your half-opened muzzle. Your tail's wagging slowly as you don't know what to expect from the woman. The terror of being transformed into a doggy bitch is nearly completely vanished and replaced part by part by a set of canine instincts and emotions by now.
The woman disconnects the leash from your collar and then turns away from you. She opens a drawer in a nearby cabinet and starts to collect some devices your warped mind can only try to understand.
You still know who you are and you know what has happened to you, but somehow your human mind has merged with the alien mindset of a doggy bitch and so you're really unable to focus your thoughts on anything logical.
Now the woman turns back to you, a small gun in her hand and suddenly she's spraying a intense smelling liquid right into your face.
You start to wine in fear and try to shake the liquid out of your dense fur, but the strange chemical starts to affect your body very fast.
Without knowing why you start to get very horny. Your body starts to flush your system with all the sexual hormones he's able to produce and all of a sudden you turn into full heat.
You smell horny male dogs all around you and start to turn around yourself to find them. Your pussy seems to be on fire and you start to lick it as good as you are able to without knowing or caring why.
Your dexterous tounge cools your doggy cunt a bit but intensifies your need to be filled up by a massive rod of male meat in the same moment.
"Very well," the woman says, but more to herself as directed to you, "your instincs are well developed and you will be a great training bitch for our guests. They will be more then willing to let go of their humanity when you're presented to them."
After she has observed your licking actions for some more moments, the woman kneels down in front of you and takes your head between her gentle hands. Her bright eyes look into yours and then she tells you the reason why you have been transformed: "Listen! You'll be used as a bait in our effords to build up a obedient dog population out of transformed humans. Your body radiates a genetic engineered aura of pure erotic scents that will drag all male humans only slightly attracted to dogs to you. They will be unable but to fall into sexual contact with you and you will be more then willing to accept every mate. Then the males will contract the shapechanging virus we have added to your genetic makeup and then change into obedient dogs as well. We'll be able to sell every one of them for good money and... ah, you don't have to know anything more, you're our bitch now."
The woman smiles and lets go of your head while the lust that had thrown your body into full arousal slowly starts to dissipate.
"Now on to your fellow pack-sisters, the first customers, or should I say victims, for today are surely waiting," the woman in the labcoat states while connecting the leash back to your collar.