You lay there for a bit, drifting in and out of a daydream. The morning sun is actually feeling quite nice and warm on you like this. And even though it is summer, and getting warmer, your tail can act like a fairly decent fan too. Nearly 40 minutes pass like this, and you have less than 10 minutes left of being not fully human.
The other dog, which you only now notice that you have been referring to him in your head as. THE dog, is currently still resting his face on your bench, staring at you longingly, begging for your attention, and even whimpering pathetically. You know this is just how this breed of dog is though. They live for attention, a trait you hope you do not also take on from the curse. Being a horny bitch is one thing, but if you begin seeking out human attention while like that, you wouldn't be able to continue living due the embarrassment alone.
You continue watching the begging animal and gently begin teasing his nose with the tip of your tail. He whimpers more at this, and you think he is acting pathetically cute. You are aware how attached male dogs can be to those they love. You just wish it wasn't because he wants to screw you. If it were anything else, you would not mind him. You love dogs, and always have had one up until the conflicts became more severe and closer to home.
You feel your feet return to normal, same with your hands and body structure. You sit up and stretch out, then stand up. "Hmm. This is rather interesting. Your curse should have ended by now" says the masked man. You look down, and find that you still have a tail. You sigh and shrug it off for now as a fluke, and also as you possibly still being barely horny from being naked for so long. You certainly no longer feel embarrassed being naked whike in front of this masked man at least.
You return to your bench, only now kneeling down on it instead of sitting due to your tail. You also begin petting the dog too, which he definitely enjoys. He rolls onto his side, revealing his belly, and you begin petting him there too, until you see his sheath and remember last night.
You fall out of the seat as your paws return and body structure returns to one similar to a dog's. Your ears change too this time, and you begin panting heavily, taking in his scent which throws you deep into a horny state. "Fucking damn it" is all you can say before you begin lapping at his sheath with your longer dog tongue.
Meanwhile, the masked man is now laughing, seeing your nearly full transformation happen in just an instant. "One glance and you fail this hard? Oh you truly must be a dog's bitch at heart, Princess."
"Sh-shut up you. Y-you made me like this." You stutter, unable to fully look away from the other do... from the dog. You want him badly. You remember this morning and want round 2. But you also know the risk involved and dread that even more.
You last a good 4 minutes. Then the other dog barks at you commandingly and you instantly submit and assume the position, presenting your canine cunt to him, eagerly awaiting his cock. You internally feel so ashamed at your weak will, but know that you likely never could last even a half hour, let alone a full hour this deep into your curse. You are a genuine bitch in heat at this point. Right now, you are simply just a horny dog looking to be bred. You can only accept this as a fact now, and once again give in fully to the other side.
This time you manage to barely keep your head, and end up actually enjoying the sex too. Your post sex clarity returns you back to normal, but it only happens about an hour after you began the fucking. And specifically the moment when his knot shrinks down enough to slip out from your cum filled pussy.
The instant his tip leaves you, your body returns back to normal, including your tail and pussy, which forces a glob of canine cum to be pushed out of it as well. You are not fully sure why, but you then proceed to lick it up off the floor, not wishing to waste it for some reason. You clean yourself up with your tongue too, then stop yourself once you realize that you are no longer in dog mode, and are not flexible enough to lick your own crotch.
You quickly take a seat. On the floor beside the other dog, as you do not wish to make a mess on the seat if more dog cum somehow manages to slip out of your fully stuffed, and tightly clamped shut pussy. "Hmm, such a shame really. Maybe you will become pregnant next time though? They do say third time's a charm after all" chimes in the masked man, who uses magic to put you on the seat across from him, and then drops a blanket over you.
"Go to sleep now as you look pretty warn out right now. I will make sure he doesn't have his way with you as well" the masked man says, conjuring up a dog bed for you over in the far corner of the carriage. You only now realize how tired you actually are, and nod. But since you can't even stand due to your exhaustion, you end up crawling over on all fours to the bed and curl up without much of a fuss, quickly dozing off.