"Hey, what's going on there" the man asked in a gruff and highly unfriendly tone and Katy could hear him leave his place by the motel's door. He was walking at the car's direction now and Katy could hear his hard boots on the parking lot's gravel as good as she could smell the fresh gun oil on his rifle.
While Clara walked around the car on her new sets of paws to observe the approaching man, tail wagging friendly, Katy ducked as far into the vehicle's shadows as possible.
Her own transformation did not mind to stop as much as she wished it to do, but it seemed to accelerate itself instead with Katy's growing fear.
She could feel the doggy fur coat her back slowly and she felt her teeth grow sharp.
But the physical transformation wasn't as horrible as the one taking place inside her mind. The urges to mate and spread the curse became more and more of an overwhelming desire with every passing second.
"No, please, no..." Katy whined and closed her eyes shut.
She tried to focus every last bit of her weakened humanity to fight the transfiguration, but her hopes were small to overcome the powerful doggy lust that build up inside herself.
Visions of dogs mating with her filled her mind and assaulted all of her senses.
Somewhere in the foggy distance of the real world around her, Katy could hear Clara greet the armed man with friendly barks. Sarah and Buster joined in and Katy noticed both of them leave the car.
Deep in her mind, Katy pulled her last bits of humanity tightly together to a glowing ball of hope. Everything else was tainted by the curse and waves of pure doggy arousal washed over her body in endless waves as she entered the heat of a canine bitch.
"No, nooooo" Katy whined and clawed at the ground.
Then, everything went black.