“Hmmm…” Vicky said as she continued to peruse her canine captives, “who would be a good fit for dear Rianna?”
“Ah maybe you Simon?” Vicky said as she looked at a cage filled with three rottweilers. Looking at the caged dogs, you quickly worked out that there were two males and one female. From what you could tell, the female had clearly been busy, since her heavily-pregnant form lay slumped against the side wall of the cage. And as the dog lay there, the second male was busy licking her muzzle lovingly, apparently in an effort to comfort her. Sadly, the most shocking part was that the female and the male licking her both displayed the telltale signs of human intelligence, while Simon had a much more feral, uncaring look about him.
“Hmmm,” Vicky said as she looked at Simon thoughtfully, “would you be right for Rianna? Well, your current mate already appears to be well-looked after, and I bet you’re dying to be with a bitch again after not being able to breed during your mate’s pregnancy.” The dog woofed out in approval as he licked Vicky’s hands through the cage bars. Clearly this dog was brimming with energy and excitement after not being able to let off any steam for a long time.
“Well, I shall certainly bear you in mind Simon, but I think old Tony over here might also be a worthy contender.” As Vicky said this she moved down a few cages to where a pair of Siberian huskies were busy passionately mating. Vicky smiled as she looked into the bitch’s sad, intelligent eyes as she was ruthlessly humped by the male on top of her. As for Tony, he appeared to be more like Simon, in that he displayed none of the familiar traits of a transformed human.
“Mmmm yes,” Vicky said as she crouched down and gestured for you to take a closer look, “Tony certainly knows how to please the ladies. As you can see, he has been keeping his former-owner very happy. You see, when we dismantled Mr Robinson’s illegal dog-breeding business, we figured it would only be right if he got to experience some of the disgusting atrocities that he once enjoyed inflicting on others.”
Upon hearing this, you noticed the female husky react slightly as Vicky revealed who she once was. However, this moment was only fleeting as the mating she was engaged in seemed to reach its dramatic conclusion. Both dogs then howled out together in unison as the male pumped his former-owner full with his sticky semen.
Vicky chuckled as she watched this dramatic climax. She then reached into the cage to stroke the transformed dog breeder on her nose. “Yes that’s it,” Vicky said as she looked deep into the dog’s wide eyes, “tomorrow you will be sold to one of my dearest friends; and that is when the fun will truly begin!” Hearing this made the dog whine pitifully, even as the last of her mate’s seed dribbled into her. Clearly, she wasn’t keen to meet her new owner, since he or she was probably just as messed-up as Vicky.
“Hmmm,” Vicky said as she retrieved her hand from the cage, “I suppose I had better let Tony enjoy you for a bit longer if this is to be your last day together. Don’t worry though, you will always be able to remember him now that you are pregnant! Congratulations!”
The female dog whined pathetically after hearing this, but was soon distracted as she felt her mate dismount and move to stand ass-to-ass with her until his knot finally deflated.
With Tony apparently still occupied, Vicky turned her attention to the resident of the next cage along. “Ah hello Bob,” Vicky called out happily, “how are you boy!?” The brown-haired boxer in the cage instantly sprang up and started to wag his tail when he heard this. “Haha, good boy!” Vicky said as she started to pet the enthusiastic dog, “you know, I think you might be just who I’m looking for.”
Bob seemed even more thrilled as Vicky slowly opened his cage and held out her arms for him. The boxer immediately bounded over and started licking at Vicky’s face in a display of pure canine affection.
“Haha, yes Bob is a good dog isn’t he?” Vicky said as the dog continued to happily lick her face. “He was incredibly well trained and loved by his previous owners, so when we transformed them it seemed a shame to let such a fine animal go to waste.”
You snorted when you heard just how casually she described destroying some poor peoples’ lives. However, Vicky only seemed to enjoy this reaction as she smiled back at you menacingly.
“Now then,” Vicky said once Bob had finally calmed down, “I think that as a reward for your good behaviour I will let you become Rianna’s very first mate, doesn’t that sound good?”
A sharp whine rang out from the pug as Vicky said this, as she clearly didn’t want to be bred by someone else’s mangy pet dog. However Vicky ignored this reaction as she instead focused on the excitement in the boxer’s loving eyes. “Yes,” Vicky finally declared, “I think you will do just fine...”
With that, Vicky scooped the boxer up in her hands and brought him over to the large wooden table. Throughout all of this, Jemma the garter snake had been doing her best not to orgasm as she felt her cockroach of a wife twitching around inside her cloaca. And now, the snake hissed out nervously as she looked at the pug’s rear, and then saw the obviously-male dog being brought towards her.
“Oh I think that’s enough now Fiona,” Vicky called out loudly, “you can come out now if you like!”
Upon hearing this, Jemma started to squirm around in discomfort as the cockroach tried to pull herself out of the snake’s slippery channel. “Ah,” Vicky said to the squirming garter snake, “you may need to give your wife a hand, or rather a tongue, if she is ever going to escape from the cute little vent of yours.”
Jemma groaned as she appeared to understand what Vicky meant by this. Then, you could only watch in disgust as the snake curled herself round and forced her tongue straight into her own scaly cloaca.
The snake clearly tried to hide her shame and unwanted pleasure as she pushed her tongue deeper inside herself. A few more dribbles of wetness then started to emerge as the excess from her last orgasm was forced out by the advancing appendage.
Thankfully though, this bizarre scene only lasted for a short while, as Jemma appeared to find what she was looking for. Then, with a sudden pull back, the snake’s tongue acted like a rescue rope as Fiona clung to it tightly, allowing her to finally exit her husband with a wet *pop* as yet more reptilian lubrication followed in her wake.
“Very good you two,” Vicky said as she smiled down at the unfortunate couple, “now I hope you are starting to realise that the past phobias you both had for your new species were completely misplaced. Cockroaches and garter snakes are both amazing, beautiful animals, and I am happy to see you bolstering their numbers.”
Both animals clearly weren’t happy to hear any of this, but at the moment they both looked utterly exhausted as they slumped beside each other tiredly.
Sadly though, Vicky wouldn’t even allow them the luxury of a quick break as she prepared her next round of torments for the defeated couple. “Come on Jemma, up you get,” Vicky said with an annoying amount of enthusiasm, “after you two have made such great progress, I think it is only fair that you witness Rianna’s final transformation into a confident, sexy bitch. After all, she too needs to be comfortable in her new body if she is ever going to make an effective breeder!”
Upon hearing this, the pug let out a long, begging whimper. Clearly she was terrified of what was about to happen as her eyes darted around the room in a state of pure panic.
Sadly though, Vicky couldn’t care less about Rianna’s protests as she placed the boxer down on the table and then picked up Jemma and Fiona in her outstretched hands. She then proceeded to wrap Jemma around the pug’s right hind leg, such that her head could reach to within a couple of inches of the pug’s swollen vagina.
Jemma visibly grimaced at the sight of the hot, dripping spade in front of her face. However Vicky made sure to include everyone as she dropped Fiona inside her husband’s scaly jaws. Vicky then chuckled as the snake coughed at the taste of her own cloaca, before she turned her attention back to the task at hand.
“Right,” Vicky said dramatically, “it is finally time to make a true bitch out of Rihanna.” Vicky then paused as a broad grin stretched across her face. “And for you two,” Vicky said as she looked directly at the snake and cockroach, “this is also an important moment in both of your lives. After all, you must be so proud of Rianna, now that she has found her true calling in life. Yes, her old life as ‘Ryan’ was just a prelude to the main event; now your precious son can fulfil his destiny and become the bitch he was born to be!”
Hearing this made you snort in time with Jemma’s horrified hiss, as Vicky finally unveiled her cruelly-kept secret to the mortified garter snake.. The poor snake was clearly too shocked to even comprehend what was happening as the implications of this revelation ran through her head. All this time she had been unknowingly teasing and humiliating her son, all whilst Vicky sat back and laughed at them. And now, the little snake knew she was powerless to help her son as she now stood trapped in the breeding stand with the boxer eyeing her up eagerly.
Not long after this dramatic reveal, Rianna let out a sudden cry of surprise as she felt something broad and slobbery sweeping over her swollen vagina. Although her restraints prevented her from looking back, she instantly realised what was now happening as she felt a few more of Bob’s eager licks gliding right over her puffy canine sex.
Vicky laughed at this as she now watched the boxer sampling the bitch in front of her. Meanwhile, she also held Jemma’s head firmly in place, just to make sure that she and her wife had a nice close-up view of the action as their son started to moan in unwanted pleasure.
And now, with the final stage of Vicky’s plan well underway, you found you could only stand back and watch in stunned silence as you dreaded what you knew was to surely follow for the unfortunate pug...