“…you to might want to go for a walk in the moonlight. It is looking like it will be a beautiful evening.” Your heart jumps at the possibility that you still will get to walk with the Kennel lady. Your eyes turn to Miranda, who seems just as excited as you to be taken for a walk. “The only problem is that we won’t be back until the park is closed. You two will have to spend the night here at the Kennel. Is that alright with you?”
You and Miranda smile at each other, turn to the Kennel lady and nod emphatically. The Kennel lady returns your smile and reaches out to ruffle yours and Miranda’s hair. “I’m so glad to hear that. Lets get you both ready for a nice moonlit stroll.”
The Kennel lady reaches into her pocket and brings out a pink leather collar. “Ladies first,” she says, giving you a playful smile as she turns to Miranda. Miranda’s breath began to quicken, until she was almost panting with anticipation. She held her hands limply in front of her in supplication. The Kennel lady scritched her behind the ear as she fastened the collar securely around Miranda’s neck. Miranda’s tongue lolled out of her mouth.
“Now we need to get those clothes of you, my pet.” The Kennel lady produced a pair of scissors from her pocket and began to cut Miranda out of her white T-shirt. In appreciation for removing her increasingly uncomfortable her shirt, Miranda licked the Kennel lady’s face. “Good girl,” The Kennel lady giggled, “not lets get you out of your pants.” Soon, Miranda was standing naked, feeling free and panting happily. You can’t help but stare longingly at the unclad female next to you. Your attention is drawn to her pubic region as you notice that the well-groomed, curly black hairs seem to be growing thicker by the moment. The hairs are turning a silvery-white as they are becoming more fur-like.
“Sit, girl,” the Kennel lady commands, “dogs aren’t meant to stand on their hind legs.” Miranda kneels before her new mistress, placing her hands between her knees. Now that she is on all fours, you catch a glimpse of her backside. At the small of her back you notice a numb protruding from a new patch of fur. You find yourself becoming strongly aroused as the numb grows into a fluffy white tail. You watch as it curls up and begins to wag. Miranda is obviously excited about becoming a dog. Her black hair is now turning the same silvery-white of the rest of her fur, and seems to be growing down her back. You watch as first, little points poke out of her hair and quickly grow as her ears find a more useful place on top of her head. You see that her nose has become black and wet, and is beginning to push out and form her muzzle. Her hands and feet turn into paws as her fur coat grows in and her changes come to their conclusion.
The Kennel lady kneels down and pets her new Samoyed bitch. Miranda sniffs her hand and licks it, and barks happily at the attention her mistress gives her. After a brief moment, the Kennel lady raises herself up and removes a studded collar from her pocket. She turns to you, smiling widely as you begin to pant in expectation. “Now, my pet, it’s your turn.”