"How about an Old English Sheepdog?" You ask her.
"No problem." The woman tells you.
She reaches over to a shelf stacked with black video boxes, pulls one out and smiles at you as she pops a VHS tape into the VCR. She then leaves you as you sit down and watch the big TV screen come on before you. As you watch the video, you smile as images of large, shaggy Old English Sheepdogs begin to romp and play across the television screen. Feeling quite happy and content watching what it is playing on the screen, you find yourself feeling warm and very relaxed. As the minutes go by, you begin to feel a strange urge. You don't know why you are starting to feel this urge. You just know that it is making you feel good all over. Your breath begins to quicken as you unconsciously begin to take off your clothes. You take off your shirt first and drop it to the floor besides your chair. And then you begin to take off your pants and underwear. You get out of your seat to take off your shoes before dropping down to your hands and knees. On the screen before, the sheepdogs continue to play and romp around by themselves or with their owners. And just seeing the dogs having so much fun makes you wish you could playing with them. That you could be one of them. Your panting quickens and when one of the dogs on the screen barks or woofs, you find yourself answering back with a woof or a bark of your own. You are so busy behaving like a dog that you hardly notice that your body has grown a bit stockier and hairer. You bark and woof some more before capering around the room on all fours as another scene of happy sheepdogs playing around with their masters plays before you.
Sometime later, you awake up sore and somewhat stiff on the floor. The TV screen now fuzzing with static.
"Uhh...what..what just happened to me? What time is it?" You mumble to yourself bemusedly.
You look down at yourself and blush something fierce at the sight of your naked and somewhat hirsute body. You look around the room to see if you are still alone. And thankfully, you still are. You chuckle nervously.
"I better get dressed before someone comes in and sees me like this."
You chuckle and without thinking about it, you loll your tongue out a bit as you begin to get dressed. A minute later, you pull your T-shirt back on and as an afterthought, you give yourself a wonderful scritch behind your left ear. You smile and shake your head bemusedly as you try to recollect what had happened to you while you were watching that wonderful video about sheepdogs.
You shuffle your way back to the door and open it just in time to see the kennel lady standing there.
"So did you enjoy the show, my friend?" She asks you before smiling and reaching up with one hand to lightly caress your somewhat fuzzy face.
Her touch brings back the same wonderful feeling you had while watching that video. You smile and lean your head into her hand. And then you begin to pant very contentedly as she reaches up with her other hand and begins to scritch your thick hair. She chuckles at your panting and murring.
"I'll take that as a yes."
She then leads you back into the room where...