Feeling the canine heat rising inside her and pushing aside her humanity with every passing second, Katy raced the car through the night.
She had to stop the car, she told herself. She had to slow down, get Clara off Buster's cock and come bring her and herself back to senses.
But Katy could not stop. Somehow she hoped that a tire would burst, turning the car into a deadly and uncontrollable deathtrap. Everything would be over then and the incredible lust would cease to turn herself into something she did not want to become and what Clara was just about to fully embrace.
As the car sped around a muddy narrow turn in the street, Katy saw lights at the distance. She was able to catch a glimpse of a dimly glowing sign on the side of the street as the car raced by.
- Beds, Food, Cable TV -
A motel! If she was only able to fight her and Clara's transformation a little bit longer, maybe they could stay at the motel tonight and come back to senses.
While she noticed dark fur grow everywhere on her arms and hands and her fingernails turning into claws, Katy kicked down the brakes and brought the car to a skidding halt on the motel's small, muddy parking lot. A lonely lantern illuminated the scene and no human being was to be seen by now.
Somewhere in the distance a frightened dog barked.
Grunting, Katy got out of the driver's seat and rushed to the back of the car. She opened the rear door next to her in a hurry and grabbed Clara by her shoulders, dragging the whining girl off Buster's cock and onto the ground of the parking lot.
Her friend was in a bad shape. Nearly half of her body had undergone the canine transformation born out of lust and it would not take long for her to fully turn into a dog bitch by now.
Buster growled at Katy for breaking his and Clara's sexual contact, but he remained inside the car for now, eyes gleaming angrily and cock still fully exposed.
"Clara, snap out of it!" Katy yelled and hit her friend right into the face with the back of her shape shifting hand.
The anger only seemed to fuel her own transformation and Katy could already feel new sets of breasts grown on her stomach, marking her decent into bitch-hood.
"Please, please, please..." Katy begged and shook Clara by her shoulders, but her friend seemed to be gone to the dogs by now.
Whining and shaking, Clara continued to transform as her legs and arms reshaped themselves while fur grew everywhere upon her body. Buster's semen dripped out of her growing muzzle and a bushy tail grew out of her back. Growling and whining Clara shed her clothes violently without Katy being able to stop her.
Within seconds, Clara had become a well build and dark furred german sheperd bitch.
Katy knelt beside the car, realizing that everyone she loved had finally give in to the curse.
Her sister had been transformed into a dog as had Katy. She herself was feeling the urge to give in to her growing lust, too. Already she could smell the sweet aroma of Buster's cock and a powerful longing to suck it and swallow his live-giving seed grew inside Katy's mind by the second.
But there had to be a way, there had to be a cure... Katy whined as she felt her new sets of breasts finishing their growth while the fur continued to cover more and more of her body.
"Hey, what's going on there?" A voice was suddenly to be heard, as the motel's entrance door was opened and a huge bearded man, wearing casual leather clothes and a deadly looking rifle stepped into the night.
Katy was kneeling at the side of the car where the man could not see her from standing at the motel's door, but she could smell his anger and curiosity.
By instinct, Katy ducked further behind the car, while Clara looked into the man's direction and sniffed the nightly air.
"I'm Lucas, that's my hotel... who are you and why do you keep kneeling beside your car?"