The man walked up to you and smiled. He was shirtless, which showed off his abs. This guy was chiseled and staring at him seemed to have a strange effect on you. You never been attracted to guys but you were closing in on 24 hours as a woman and something about this guy was more interesting than most. It almost felt like.... you wouldn't mind if he was your master.
TEMPORARILY!
You added the thought quickly. He smiled as he looked down at you. "I hear you're Anna." He held up a dog tag. "Not the best name for a dog though is it? I was thinking in honor of your golden blonde hair, Goldie would suit you." He held out a dog tag with Goldie already inscribed on it.
You gained yet another identity as he added the tag to your collar. He ran his hand through your ponytail. "I'm Dominic. Dom for short. I know, a little on the nose for my profession, but hey, who can blame me for living up to my name."
Dom took the leash from the attendant as he stood up. "Though my bitches call me Master, or Master Dom. I expect you three to call me accordingly for the rest of the day. Now Goldie, if you understand wag your tail."
It took a moment to remember about the plug that ended with a dog's tail. You awkwardly wiggle your hips, which seems to produce the wagging Master Dom wanted.
"Good Girl." He told you approvingly. "Now, you and I are going to go for a walk. Does my good girl want to go for a walk?" He pauses to wait for your response. When you don't say anything he starts speaking in a normal tone. "Now Goldie, if you are going to work with me it means getting into character completely. Remember, you are being paid for this. Ask yourself, when you master says you are going on a walk how would a dog respond?"
You give you hips a slight wiggle to wag the tail.
"Good! Now let's try again." His tone changed to a more patronizing one reserved for small children and pets. "Do you want to go for walkies?"
You shake your hips harder to give a more enthusiastic tail wag. Craning your neck you see Amy behind him, smirking through her gag. You were annoyed by how much she enjoyed this.
"The two of us are going to walk around the convention area and get attention for our show. Meanwhile I expect my other two bitches to be ready to put on a fantastic performance." He gave a glance over his shoulder. "Is that understood?"
Amy and Heather nodded. Soon Master Dom started walking, and pulled you along. Crawling on your elbows and knees was difficult. You figured you could only balance at all because of those areas being reinforced like Amy said earlier.
Soon you were getting the attention of people around the area. Some were dressed in fetish gear, others were dressed casually. A few were barely dressed at all. Eventually a woman walked up to Master. "I love your dog. She's so well behaved."
"Thank you." He told her. "You can pet her if you like. Goldie lives attention. " Next think you know people were taking turns scratching you behind the ears, stroking your back, and groping your butt. All the while Master Dom told them about the upcoming show.
He also mentioned about a prize raffle that anyone could enter. They just had to sign up, on Goldie's body of course. People took turns with his sharpie, signing their names as small as possible so others could enter too.
You were annoyed by this. The bandage gear would be removed eventually and nobody could see your face. The sharpie however would take days to wash off. You quickly reminded yourself that you were wearing someone else's skin. However that didn't help. Anna would be pissed at you for this. She probably would already be mad about you taking her body. You never asked Amy if she got Anna to use the zipper willingly or not.
Eventually, your back and ass were full and Master Dom had you roll on your back so people could sign your stomach and tits. All the while, Master would talk down to you like you really had the intelligence of an animal. He'd occasionally reminded you how happy dogs would be to receive pets so you kept having to wag your tail.
After every inch of you was signed, he announced his show would soon begin and led you back. When you got there, the stage was already occupied by the bound form of...