“Sit, girl!” Gwen pointed to the floor and Madison obediently got down on her knees, staring up at her new idol, her mistress. It was only then that Madison noticed how stunning Gwen looked.
Gwen looked down on the pathetic girl with a rueful smirk which the bitch mistook as a sign of affection, and the mutt began grinning from ear to ear.
“If only you had better taste in friends you dumb dog”, Gwen chuckled to herself.
Meanwhile, Giselle’s body had begun to itch profusely. As soon as she scratched one itchy spot, two more would pop up. She was running her hands all over her body so quickly that she didn’t have time to notice the coat of grey hairs that sprouted after each scratch, or the fact that her painted black nails were merging together. She was now covered in a coat of grey fur and her straight black hair was forming a strange Mohawk that still contained her pink highlights.
“What the HAAAAW? Ugh--” she cleared her throat, “What the hell is HAAAWppening to MEEEHAAAAAWW!”
Gwen sniggered at the undignified noises the transforming girl was making and, seeing her mistress' amusement, Madison decided it was okay to laugh, too.
“What do you think of your friend now?”
“She looks so stupid! AHAHA!” Madison laughed and pointed, enthusiastically.
“About as dumb as you do, mutt”, Gwen said to Madison.