“Hmmm… On second thought, I think that you’d be perfect as a malamute. After all, you already seem to be enjoying it so much.”
You look into Circe’s eyes, unaware of the fact that your changes have begun to resume. The black and white fur continues to spread across your body, giving you a rich and lush coat. With all of this fur, you can’t help but feel a sudden and uncontrollable urge to begin panting. As you heave your tongue in and out, you notice that it is slowly becoming longer and flatter, with a distinct canine seam running down the middle. Yet for some reason, this doesn’t seem to bother you. In fact, you feel better than ever!
“Oh my, somebody seems to be happy!” Circe comments after noticing your sudden change in behavior. You bark in response, oblivious to the fact that you’ve lost your ability of speech.
“Alright, let’s continue your training. We’re going to practice some simple commands, do you think you can handle that?”
You wag your tail happily, excited to see what your new master has in store next for you. Wait, “Master?” Before you can process this bit of information, Circe snaps her fingers, bringing you back into the trance and resuming your training.
“Alright boy, now sit! Can you sit down for me?”
Nodding in agreement, you assume a digitigrade stance as you sit down on all fours, your posture becoming more accustomed to that of a canine.
“Good boy! Now, who wants a treat?”
Circe then reaches into her pocket and pulls out a dog biscuit, practically the same kind that you used to feed your own dog at home. Yet for some reason, you never noticed how delicious they smelled! The treat wasn’t the only thing that you were starting to pick up on, as you began to detect various scents and smells that were previously unknown to you before. You weren’t sure how this was possible, but you knew you liked it and wanted more! As if she could read your mind, Circe reached over and tapped her finger on your nose. Almost immediately, your nose began to take on a canine shape, turning black and moist to the touch. The bridge of your nose also began to slowly widen, with your nostrils growing larger in size. Slits started to form up the sides of your nostrils, prompting you to flare them uncontrollably, keeping in time with a dog’s. You began to sniff the air instinctively, closing your eyes to filter out any unnecessary distractions. Seeing things was overrated anyway, smelling things was so much better!
It was then that you realized Circe was watching you behave more like the dog you were becoming, with a distinct smile on her face. “I must say, you seem to be enjoying this far more than I expected! It seems that Aidan was right to make you an Alaskan Malamute!” You howl with excitement, wondering what your master has in store for you next…